The mound on the hill behind the temple is no longer a new grave, and someone should always take care of it, so it is not very dilapidated.

There was no stone tablet in front of the grave, so he leaned on the grave with a wine gourd, and when he drank, he could see her, just like yesterday.

What he says from his heart, he will only speak to her from his heart. He was very remorseful, why did he choose to go down to Jiangnan in the first place, he looked at his stretched palm and slapped it on his forehead.

"You've been lost by me. Bukong sighed, his eyes were already a little foggy, and his whole body was lying on the side of the tomb, as if he was holding her in his arms.

Ning Buer and Guo Xiaojiu, who were standing in the distance, both bowed slightly, and then chose to leave, they wouldn't be stupid to disturb Bukong, in case this crazy monk went crazy again, he Guo Xiaojiu and Ning Buji should not be able to bear it.

This crazy monk is a ruthless character who can fight with the eunuch Feng Yuanyi without falling behind.

The two of them walked far away, and Guo Xiaojiu dared to look back a few times, but he couldn't hear the empty movement, so he could only be a little unsatisfied: "Ning Buer, did he cry just now, alas, I always thought he was a man, but I didn't expect ,......"

Ning Buer gave him a blank look, and stepped on Guo Xiaojiu's instep fiercely, which seemed to be fighting for Bukong.

"Hey, Ning Buer, you don't know the pain. Guo Xiaojiu squatted down, refusing to go any further, complaining bitterly.

"I'm going back to Daomen. Ning Buer had already walked out of the distance before turning around and saying.

Hearing this, Guo Xiaojiu hurriedly got up, rubbed his nose, reached out to support the scabbard, chased to Ning Buer's side, turned his head sideways and hurriedly asked, "Daomen, Qingcheng Mountain, why did you suddenly think of going back?"

Ning Buer, who was holding the corners of his robe tightly with both hands, had no hesitation in his eyes: "Hu Mangou is the opposite, I shouldn't have stopped you at that time, it was the wrong thing I did, and I have to pay it back." ”

"How do you say just go?" Guo Xiaojiu lightly snapped the scabbard, still a little puzzled by Ning Buer's sudden change.

"It's not a decision I just made, I've thought about it for a long time. Ning Buji looked into the distance, took a deep breath, and then continued to say slowly: "At that time, I was too selfish, I forgot my own identity, and now, I remember." ”

Her eyes were so radiant at this time, just like Ning Bu'er that Guo Xiaojiu saw at first sight.

Guo Xiaojiu's entire body froze in place, and Ning Buji's words were not very profound.

Her selfishness is for him Guo Xiaojiu's selfishness, she is greedy for the life in the wine shop in the imperial capital Chang'an City, which is the life she can't think of in the first half of her life.

There are no grudges in the rivers and lakes, no vendettas, everything is the same as ordinary people, and she can enjoy everything she should enjoy at her age. But she is not an ordinary person, she is the archmage of the Dao Sect, Ning Buer.

"She must be struggling too. Guo Xiaojiu smiled, didn't continue to catch up, just waved his hand: "When will you come back?"

"When the Hu Mangou rebels came to the imperial capital. Ning Buji turned his head and thought for a while, but suddenly showed a few smiles on his face, and replied playfully.

"Gotcha. Guo Xiaojiu responded, he watched Ning Buer walk into the distance, and just left. is worthy of Ning Buer, if she is really an ordinary woman, he Guo Xiaojiu may not really like it, it is entirely because she is Ning Buer, how can there be a second her in this world: "I'll wait for you." ”

Looking back at the direction of the grave a few more times, Guo Xiaojiu sighed, this Zen master is also an interesting person.

Ning Buer is gone, how can he Guo Xiaojiu stay alone in this temple, he returned to the temple wing room and packed everything, these days Ning Buer has been looked at tightly, and there are still a lot of drinks in the wine bag.

Taking a deep breath, the aroma of wine overflowed, Guo Xiaojiu raised his head and poured a sip, then put away the wine bag, and after going to say goodbye to Mida Mountain, he left Xingjiao Temple by himself.

Looking at the surrounding wilderness, Guo Xiaojiu was not confused, he could still see the outline of the imperial capital city, this time, he wanted to be in the imperial capital city and be a son of the rivers and lakes.

In Chang'anfang, the imperial capital city, Meng Dongye was drunk, and there were two young people who were even more drunk than him. Meng Dongye's sword was behind him, he reached out and grabbed the arms of the two good buddies, and slammed his head on the courtyard door.

It was a small courtyard of an ordinary family, and it was still early in the morning, and there were definitely no pedestrians on the streets, and the gates were still closed.

bumped three times in a row, Meng Dongye didn't seem to have any strength, so he leaned against the gate with his two good buddies.

Even at the end of winter, the weather was still very cold, and Meng Dongye's brain was a little clearer, but Han Changli and Li Sanpang quietly left and right, showing a happy smile on their faces.

Raising his head, he grabbed the crack in the door and shouted loudly into the courtyard: "Lady, open the door." ”

Soon after, the voice of a young woman was heard in the courtyard, and the woman's steps were so hurried that through the crack in the door, she could see that the lights in the room were still on, and she thought that the young woman must have not slept all night.

The courtyard door was soon opened, and the young woman saw her husband leaning on the threshold with a smile on her face, and pretended to be angry and said, "Drink, drink, you know how to drink all day long." ”

"Lady, don't be angry. Meng Dongye hurriedly waved his hand, smiled at the woman, and stood up with his hands on the door.

"How dare I be angry with you. The woman wanted to reach out to support Meng Dongye, but Meng Dongye gently pushed her away: "If you can't get used to me, and then throw me back to that place, who will I talk to?"

The identity of the woman did not make her feel inferior, even if the neighbors knew her identity, no one dared to say bad things about her in front of her.

"How come, the lady is so good to me, it's too late for me to hurt the lady, how can I do stupid things. Meng Dongye hurriedly waved his hand to explain, only to remember that his two good buddies were still lying on the ground.

The two men were lifted up by a short body and staggered into the courtyard.

The woman muttered quietly and hurriedly closed the courtyard door, so that the cold wind could not blow into the courtyard.

After straining hard to move Han Changli and Li Sanpang back to the hall, Meng Dongye himself was tired enough, and most of the alcohol had basically woken up unconsciously.

Only then did he look at his bewitching lady and hugged her into his arms: "Lady, do you miss me?"

"Bad, let me go, how bad is it if people see it?" The woman hurriedly said shyly, but she was also half-pushed, and lay directly in Meng Dongye's arms.

Seeing that Meng Dongye had already had bad intentions, the woman hurriedly struggled to get up and pouted: "Go to the house." ”

As he spoke, he had already pulled up Meng Dongye and got into the house.

The lights in the room were slowly extinguished, and the sky was gradually brightening.

Outside the courtyard gate, two figures were revealed, a man and a woman, the man shook the folding fan in his hand, but he heard the movement in the courtyard in his ears, and looked at his senior sister with some ill intentions.

The two lines of the poem frowned, a little irritable in her heart, the weather was already cold, and a gust of wind blew, which made her hold her shirt tightly and straighten the xylophone behind her.

"Don't have any bad ideas, the old lady who tossed last night is still a little sore now, anyway, don't even think about it. The two lines of the poem were too lazy to pay attention to the wine, but all the attention fell on the courtyard.

As if remembering the beginning and end of last night, Jiu Sanliang hurriedly scratched his head and teased: "Senior sister, have you always been thinking about these things in your mind recently, now of course it is important to do serious things, I still have a clear priority, I didn't expect it, senior sister, you, alas, ......"

Seeing that Jiu Sanliang actually showed a look of extreme disappointment, Shi Liangxing reached out and slapped Jiu Sanliang's head, and snorted angrily and did not answer.

The courtyard gradually fell silent, and it was the coldest time of the day, and both of them felt the coldness sweep over their bodies, and their teeth froze.

"We don't do anything good, we have to take this job. Jiu Sanliang was a little angry, he was also one of the best killers in Datang, but he could only do these things of stealing chickens and dogs.

"Then do you have a way?" The two lines of the poem turned his head and asked: "If you really have some skills, and you still need to promise so refreshingly, the old lady is really blind to be such a wrecked waste with you." ”

The two of them were arguing and yelling, and it wasn't so cold.