Emperor Shigui is the strongest of the six songs of the human race, and he has a holy throne in his body, logically speaking, many things do not need to be so complicated, but in fact, even he must follow the rules of the game in this world.

For example, if he wanted to kill Lu Sanjiao, he couldn't do it himself, and he couldn't even put pressure on the Changtian Holy Temple, because Shi Sheng Sima Qian had said a fair word for Lu Sanjiao in front of the Yellow Crane Tower.

So the emperor could only wait for Lu Sanjiao to send him to death.

So the falcon was sent to the Changtian Holy Temple and sent to the courtyard where Lu Sanjiao was placed under house arrest.

But what the emperor didn't expect was that now that half a month had passed, there was still no movement on Lu Sanjiao's side.

Could it be that the falcon was not as imprisoned as it was rumored, or was it that the Long Heaven Temple was more impregnable than the black prison of the Holy Inquisition?

The answer is neither.

There was only one reason why Lu Sanjiao didn't escape from the Changtian Holy Temple, and that was that he didn't want to leave.

But it is undeniable that in the past half a month, his life has undergone earth-shaking changes, and such changes naturally come from falcons.

"Sanjiao, Sanjiao, let's escape from prison, how about it?"

The falcon squatted in front of Lu Sanjiao, and only needed to bend slightly to expose the snow-white spring color in the short jacket.

It's a pity that her trick is useless for Lu Sanjiao.

At this time, Lu Sanjiao was sitting on the ground, using the branches as pens, writing and drawing on the ground, without paying attention to the falcon at all.

"Sanjiao ......"

"Jiaojiao ......"

The falcon's title became more and more numb, and her voice became softer and softer, and almost her entire body was attached to Lu Sanjiao's eyes, but unfortunately, what she did was tantamount to playing the piano to a cow.

So in the next moment, the falcon stood up, crossed his hands on his waist, and glared angrily: "Hey, the old lady is talking to you!"

Hear the words. Lu Sanjiao had no choice but to sigh helplessly, paused slightly, raised his head, and replied to the falcon for the three hundred and twenty-fourth time: "If you want to go, leave quickly, anyway, I won't go." ”

Falcon raised his eyebrows and said, "Nonsense! If I could go alone, I would have left long ago, what kind of talk with you here!"

said. Falcon raised his neck lightly and stretched out two fingers: "Today I have thought of at least twenty ways to escape from here, but it is still the same as before, among these twenty methods, there is a difficulty that cannot be avoided, and that is the dead old man at the gate of the temple." ”

"I don't know exactly what that guy is, though. But judging from my observations when I came, at least I am a university scholar, maybe I am a half-saint like you, and how can my mother run away without your help!"

Lu Sanjiao's answer was very simple: "Then think of a different way to bypass that dead old man, we have a lot of time anyway." ”

For Lu Sanjiao. This falcon is really a big trouble, if he can, he will definitely fully support her to escape, so that she doesn't bother herself again, but the point is that he really can't help with this matter.

It's been half a month since the falcon came to the Long Heaven Temple, before that. Lu Sanjiao had never lived under the same roof with a woman for such a long time, so this was the first time he had learned the troubles caused by such a creature as a woman.

For example, with water.

Now Lu Sanjiao is a prisoner, and the daily water is sent in by the little novice outside the door, although the amount is limited, but if it is only used for drinking, it is more than enough.

But since the falcon came, the little novice had more than twice as much food and water as usual. But Lu Sanjiao felt that it was not enough!

The reason is simple, because the falcon has to take a bath.

Well, also do the laundry.

Like the tiger skin shorts that the falcon wore when it first came, it was now hanging wet on the branches. Move slightly with the wind.

Fortunately, it was still winter when Lu Sanjiao was imprisoned, so he wore several clothes, and one of the elaborate green shirts has now been requisitioned by the falcon and used as a skirt to tie around the waist for daily washing.

So at this time, from Lu Sanjiao's point of view, he could even see the snow-white and silky thigh meat in the green shirt, seeing this, Lu Sanjiao could only turn his head helplessly, as if nothing had happened.

In the words of the Falcon: what an elm pimple who does not understand the style.

Of course, the falcon didn't deliberately come to seduce Lu Sanjiao with beauty today, because after various attempts in the past half a month, she found that it didn't have much effect.

Even at the beginning, Lu Sanjiao would run away, but now she can sit still, her face is not red, her heart is not beating.

This is not because the charm of the falcon is not enough, nor is it because Lu Sanjiao is a true gentleman, but in this place, it is really not suitable for **.

Hearing Lu Sanjiao's answer at this time, Falcon couldn't help but be angry, and said: "There's a lot of time? Uncle Lu, I've been locked up for half a month! You go out to inquire, when has the old lady been locked up in one place for such a long time? This is simply a shame for the name of Falcon! If it spreads out in the future, it won't be laughed to death!"

Lu Sanjiao spread her hands very simply: "Anyway, I can't help, you can do it yourself." ”

The falcon glanced at Lu Sanjiao hatefully, then simply stretched out his hand, pulled Lu Sanjiao up from the ground, and then took him to the only begonia tree in the courtyard, and stretched out his hand to point.

Not to the tiger shorts hanging from the branches, but to the turquoise new leaves on the tree.

"Look, look, when the old lady came, there was nothing on this tree, and now it's about to bloom! Do you know what has happened outside all the time you have been sitting here!"

As he spoke, the falcon took two steps forward, jumped to the branch, and beckoned to Lu Sanjiao: "Come, you come up and have a look!"

Lu Sanjiao knew that if she turned around and left at this time, she would definitely not be able to live in peace today, so she had to raise her robe according to her words, and fluttered like a dragonfly in water, and the next moment, she appeared next to the falcon.

Although the formation of this courtyard isolated the sound of the outside world, it did not block the scenery outside the courtyard, and now that it fell on the begonia tree, the two of them could clearly see the panoramic view of the entire Changtian Temple, as well as the colorful outside the temple.

Although the Changtian Temple is located in the northwest, perhaps because of the location or the power of literature and Taoism to change the surrounding environment, if you get rid of the sand and dust that falls in the sky every day, it is not much different from the water and soil in the south.

When Lu Sanjiao and the falcon landed on the begonia branches, there happened to be no wind and sand, and the sky appeared incomparably blue and bright, but on the ground outside the holy city, it was like being covered with a bright carpet.

It was a sea of flowers.

The falcon looked at the wildflowers in the mountains and closed his eyes slightly, as if he could smell the faint fragrance in the air.

Then she turned her head and looked at Lu Sanjiao, and suddenly showed a smile that was more delicate than that of Shanhua.

"Look, the outside world is so beautiful, don't you want to go out and have a look?"

At this moment, Lu Sanjiao suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart that was completely different from usual, he didn't know whether the mountain flower that came from afar, or the smile in front of the mountain flower.

But he tried very hard to restrain the restlessness in his heart, but he said something very scenic.

"What's so beautiful, it's not like I haven't seen it......"

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