Although Tan Heming is neither big nor small, he is so witty and loves to joke. But what I said when I wasn't joking was a sure thing, and I had to do it.

Lu Chuan knew this very well, so he waited in the room after taking the lamp.

Since Tan Heming said that Li Mojun would come tonight, he will definitely come.

But the most torturous thing is waiting, and many death row inmates are not afraid when they learn that they have been sentenced to death, but most of them collapse the night before they go to the execution ground, and this is the reason.

As soon as he thought that there would be a showdown tonight, but he didn't know what Li Mojun meant, he was flustered and short of breath, his palms were sweaty, his hands and feet were cold, and he was even more nervous than killing someone.

During the day, Tan Heming said a lot half-jokingly and half-seriously, although it was messy, but he understood the meaning.

After Xia Xiaotong was chased out of the customs by Yao Xian, she made a heavy oath to exchange her life, and she was really frightened, for fear that Yao Xian would pursue it again, because she wanted to become a monk. From Jiayuguan to the west, there are a lot of Taoist nunnery, but when those people look at her with autumn waves in her eyes and peach blossoms on her face, they know that she is not the master who can become a monk. On this day, I walked to the foot of the Mogao Grottoes and came to the crescent spring. At that time, the crescent moon nunnery was still a serious nunnery of eight hundred, and there was only one teacher in the nunnery, with green lights and yellow scrolls, burning incense and worshiping the Buddha, and not hearing anything outside the window, and only reciting the mantra of great compassion. Xia Xiaotong sat by the spring and worried, but it happened that the teacher came out and saw Xia Xiaotong at a glance. The teacher was too bodhisattva-hearted, and saw Xia Xiaotong sitting alone by the spring, and even a head of hair was ruined, so he moved his heart of pity, and stepped forward to ask, Xia Xiaotong said that he was burdened by others, and he saw through Hongchen and wanted to become a nun, but he had nowhere to stay. Three points true and seven points false, it is said that pear blossoms bring rain, and tears ripple. The teacher really believed it, and it was also a handful of snot and two lines of tears, and she hugged Xia Xiaotong for a long time. In the end, the teacher said, since you have met me, it seems that it is also the Bodhisattva's mercy, your life should not be extinguished, others do not take you in, I will take you in, from now on you will be the nun of this crescent moon nunnery, and when my soul returns to the Pure Land of the West Heaven, you will be the abbot of this nunnery. Xia Xiaotong was really moved by the sincerity of the teacher, and since then he has been a monk in this crescent hermitage, eating fasting and chanting Buddha and nuns, the only special place is the hair, the teacher said that since you didn't cut your hair the first time, then let it go. Unexpectedly, the trouble came out of the hair.

The teacher is too old and died in less than two years, Xia Xiaotong inherited the mantle of the teacher, took over the crescent moon hermitage, worshiped three times a day, and a stick of incense in front of the Buddha, which was the same as when the teacher was too old. On this day, Xia Xiaotong went out to draw water, and the water was finished, so he was about to go back, but unfortunately, he saw a man fainting in the grass next to the spring. Originally, it was a spring and summer communication, and the plants and trees were in full bloom, even if they were specifically looking for it, they might not be able to find it, or not fate, they were seen by her. If it was before, she Xia Xiaotong's person could save a half-dead passerby, but now it is different, I don't know if it is because the teacher is too exposed to it, or if the Buddhist scriptures are really effective, her heart has changed, and she really has some compassion. Xia Shitai recited the sentence of Amitabha, threw down the bucket, and carried the man back. personally decocted the soup and boiled the medicine, and served for more than half a month, this person was better, not only could he get out of bed, his skin was whiter than before, and he knelt in front of Xia Xiaotong and kowtowed. Xia Xiaotong's heart was sweet, this was the first time she was grateful.

If you want to say that this young man is cured, he is gone. He just didn't, one push two, two push three, push and push, and lived for more than half a month and refused to leave, seeing that he didn't leave Xia Xiaotong was in a hurry, although she was a monk, but also a woman, although this man and woman did not have the same room, but lived in the same nunnery, it was not good to say it, and it was even more harmful to the name of his monk. So on this day, she found the man, and said her concerns more tactfully, she thought that this young man looked like a scholar, should know etiquette, righteousness and shame, since he said it, he should leave with interest, but she just finished speaking, the man sighed, saying that he had learned the way of Confucius and Mencius for nearly ten years, but he didn't expect to be rescued by the Buddhists when he was about to die, so he decided to escape into the empty door and worship Xia Xiaotong as a teacher.

At first, Xia Xiaotong didn't agree, but he couldn't stand his bitter pleas to find death and life, and finally agreed. Xia Xiaotong thought to himself, he is a teenager, and he is almost thirty years old, in other words, it is not an exaggeration to be his mother, he will stay if he wants to. Since then, Xia Xiaotong has regarded herself as her mother, and the difference between men and women has gradually faded. After a long time, Xia Xiaotong found that something was wrong, she was a female prostitute who picked flowers in her early years, and she could be said to have read countless people, how could she not see through the mind of a teenage child, but she had always regarded herself as a monk before, and rarely thought about this matter, so she couldn't find out in time. When she found out, it was a little late, firstly, this child is handsome, and secondly, her mouth is also sweet, from the first time she opened her eyes and saw herself, she was not called Mrs. Shi or Master, but called her fairy sister, not only that, but also often made her blush. Now let her drive this young man away, she is really reluctant, not to mention anything else, the loneliness of being alone alone is very painful, I really don't know how she spent the past six months after the teacher's death. In view of this, she had no intention of driving the boy away, but she paid more attention to herself, and rarely met the boy except for eating.

And so it went on for some time, and that night there was lightning and thunder, and the wind was fierce, and it was pouring rain. Xia Xiaotong had just undressed and fallen asleep, when there was a knock on the door, not the door of the crescent moon, but the door of her bedroom, there were only two people in this nunnery, she and the young man, you don't have to think about it to know who it is. In this regard, Xia Xiaotong was very displeased, thinking: I thought I had done a good deed, but I didn't expect to save a little prostitute, since you took great pains to stay, I will see how you treat, if you are really cowardly, hehe, I can't tell you clearly, I have to clean up the portal as a teacher!

Thinking of this, Xia Xiaotong said to the door: "Come in, the door is not closed." ”

The door was opened, and it was indeed a teenager who came in, and Xia Xiaotong's killing intent had already reached seven points at this time.

I saw her sneering: "It's so late, you don't sleep in your room, what are you doing in the teacher's room?

The young man stood at the door, his head bowed, his eyes staring at his toes, and said a little timidly: "Sister Fairy, I'm afraid of thunder......"

Before the boy finished speaking, there was a sudden explosion of thunder outside, and the boy was so frightened that he trembled and tears were about to fall.

Xia Xiaotong's heart moved, and he couldn't help but doubt his conjecture and judgment, at this moment, he was obviously a poor child in front of him, could it be that I blamed him?

Thinking like this, Xia Xiaotong's face gradually turned soft, and he asked softly, "Then how can you not be afraid?"

The boy said in a trembling voice: "Since I was a child, I have slept with my mother every thunderstorm. ”

Xia Xiaotong's eyebrows suddenly stood up again, and the softness of Fang Cai's motherhood was swept away, replaced by a fierce killing machine. I thought to myself: Little wolf cub, this is showing your tail? Since you are not filial, don't blame the teacher for being unkind!

She was ruthless in her heart, but her face was not very obvious, and she smiled slightly and said, "In this case, I will sleep with you for the teacher tonight." ”

"Really?" the young man's eyes lit up.

Xia Xiaotong was secretly amused, thinking: Little wolf cub, don't be happy first, if you sleep peacefully, if you dare to touch the old lady, I will slap you to death with one palm.

The boy went to bed, and sure enough, he fell asleep peacefully, Xia Xiaotong waited for half the night, there was no movement, only every time there was thunder, the boy would wake up, curled up in the quilt and shivered, but he didn't dare to touch himself.

In this way, Xia Xiaotong complained a little about himself, and spoke in his heart: "Xia Xiaotong, Xia Xiaotong, you are a female adulterer, you have only been a nun for two or three years, what kind of living bodhisattva are you? You have seen enough of the flowers and grass in the world, he is a teenager, and he has never seen anything, even if it is a little strange idea, it is understandable, why do you have random suspicions? Why did you have murderous intentions......

The more Xia Xiaotong thought about it, the more she felt that she was wrong, thinking about it, she stretched out her arm and hugged the young man into her arms, the young man did not resist, but there was no other excessive action.

The night was peaceful, and the next day I got up, and the rain passed and the sky was clear.

Xia Xiaotong tiptoed off the bed, for fear of waking up the young man, but the moment she put on her robe, a voice came from behind her, "Sister Fairy, your hair is so beautiful." ”

Xia Xiaotong was stunned, to be honest, she almost forgot that she still had hair. The hair that was cut off with a sword three years ago has grown a little better in the past three years, although it is still not as long as before, but at least it is not as ugly as it was at the beginning.

To say that Xia Xiaotong is still young, being praised like this, the idea of combing his hair arose.

Usually she doesn't clean up after she gets up, even if she has just washed it, it is also a mess, and this is the first time she has seriously combed her hair in three years.

The young man could see his god and muttered, "Sister Fairy, can I help you comb your hair?"

At this time, Xia Xiaotong was in a very good mood, so he handed over the comb.

The boy combed slowly and carefully.

"If I have a wife in the future, I will comb her hair every day. ”

Xia Xiaotong smiled: "Since you have this thought, why did you want to become a monk in the first place?"

The boy didn't answer, and when she was no longer ready to wait for him to answer, the boy suddenly said, "If I ask for a bodhisattva, how can I get it without entering the empty door?"

Xia Xiaotong was stunned.

The young man continued: "Sister Fairy, you are so good-looking, why do you want to become a monk?"

Xia Xiaotong looked up at himself in the mirror, although he had been cultivating for three years, his face was still the same, he had no fat powder, and he also took pity on himself.

She asked faintly, "Do you really think I'm good-looking?"

The young man didn't think about it, and nodded heavily, "If you increase one point, it will be too long, and if you subtract one point, it will be too short, if you wear powder, it will be too white, and if you wear it, Shi Zhu will be too red, your eyebrows will be like green feathers, your muscles will be like snow, your waist will be like a bundle, and your teeth will be like shellfish. ”

Xia Xiaotong only felt that something in his brain exploded, and for a while, the world was spinning and blank.

Just when she lost herself, the young man was not idle, his mouth was not idle, and his hands were not idle.

By the time Xia Xiaotong came to her senses, she was no longer in front of the mirror, and the three-year Qing cultivation was finally ruined.

She is like an amnesiac person who suddenly remembers this life and the past life, like a thousand-mile embankment that once collapsed, out of control.

Since then, the two have been called master and apprentice, but they are actually husband and wife, accompanied day and night, and cannot be separated for a moment.

However, the moon is full and the moon is lost, and the joy becomes sadness, and in less than a year, the young man has returned to the west with a whimper. Xia Xiaotong almost went with him, but for some reason, she survived after all, and since then she has begun to adopt orphan girls, raise them to grow up, and hire musicians and famous prostitutes to teach them their skills.

Li Mojun is one of them.