Wendaolou covers an extremely wide area, the façade is three floors as a restaurant, and several courtyards are guest rooms in the back, divided into three, six, nine and so on. Qi'er and the others naturally lived in the upper room of Tianzi No. 1, which was fully furnished, finely furnished, and extremely luxurious. The beggar has been poor since he was a child, where has he been treated like this, in the eyes of the beggar, this is a fairyland on earth.

As soon as the beggar entered the guest room, Xiao Er repeatedly hinted that the inner room could be bathed, and the beggar also felt tired, so he enjoyed it beautifully. After freshening up, a delicate and handsome face is revealed. When Xiao Er said goodbye, he couldn't help but be surprised.

On this night, the bright moon hung high outside the window, and the sky was full of silver light through the plane trees in the courtyard, mottled and scattered in the small pond, and the water waves of the fish swaying, shining with sparkling, mysterious and holy. However, before such a beautiful view, the beggar was stunned on the windowsill, frowning, and looking at the window lattice next door from time to time.

After moving in, the beggar never saw the female Taoist again. He wanted to visit the female Taoist in the house, but was blocked by Lin Yuehe's nephew, saying that he was healing the female Taoist and should not be disturbed. Now that two days have passed, and there is no news at all, the beggar is not only worried.

Since the beggar and the female Taoist met, it was less than a full moon before and after, but he carried the female Taoist all the way, shared weal and sorrow, and escaped death, but he had a lot of experience. He hadn't been so close to anyone since his parents died. Suddenly separated from the female Taoist, there was not only a feeling of emptiness in my heart. Just thinking about whether the female Taoist is awake now, whether his injuries are getting better, and whether he still remembers his little flower, the more he thinks about it, the more anxious he becomes, rubbing his hands and stomping his feet, and the more worried he becomes.

The beggar was irritable, but he ignored the bright moon in the sky, which was much brighter than yesterday. There are still three or five days to go before the fifteenth moon, but tonight's bright moon is unusually bright, round and large, as if climbing to the top of a plane tree, reaching out and picking it.

Half an hour later, the bright moon is like a mirror, as big as a millstone, illuminating the inside and outside of the guest room, and it is better than day. At this time, the beggar noticed the abnormality, looked up, and couldn't help but sit on the ground and let out an exclamation. The moonlight is about to come down like a waterfall of the Milky Way, dense as substance, and the whole body is cold, as if it has been penetrated by the moonlight. The beggar's mouth opened wide, his mind blank, and he couldn't understand that the moon could be so weird.

I don't know how long it took, there was a cry of pain in the next room, and the beggar was shocked, got up, took three steps and made two steps, rushed into the next room, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with the fairy girl?" The disciples of the Guigu Sect who were originally guarding the door seemed to be frightened by such a strange bright moon, and they forgot to stop the beggar, and when they followed the beggar into the room to stop it, the beggar had turned into a ball of meat and crashed out, just in his arms.

This Guigu faction disciple is commonly known as Liu Zhuang, is the best among the junior disciples, because he learned some worldly fists and feet in his childhood, his body is quite tough, and in the Guigu faction, which mainly cultivates the art of the soul, he is even more famous for his strength, but he was unexpectedly hit by this beggar, and he couldn't resist it, and he resisted three steps with a breath of true qi, and he still rolled with the beggar and fell to the ground.

The beggar turned over, and he still needs to enter again. Liu Zhuang hurriedly grabbed it and said, "Don't be reckless!" After speaking, he vomited two mouthfuls of blood. When the beggar saw him vomiting blood, he was startled and didn't dare to break in again. Liu Zhuang took two deep breaths, relieved himself, and saw that although the beggar's face was swollen and red, his body was fine, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised, and said, "Uncle Lin is healing Aunt Jingshu, don't disturb you." Liu Zhuang had already cultivated the zombie skin of the Guigu faction, although the two people in the door were much younger than him, but they didn't feel embarrassed at all when they called "uncle, aunt".

At this moment, the door opened. I saw that the light in the room was dazzling, everything became illusory, and I felt that there were two people sitting by the window in the haze, and Yuehua took this as the center, surging and closing like flowing water. The beggar just ran into the door recklessly, and was bounced out by Yuehua, he saw that the fairy girl was fine, and he also knew that the fairy family was powerful, so he obediently sat by the door and waited quietly.

About half an hour later, the moonlight faded as the moon fell. Lin Yuehe slowly withdrew his right hand on the top of Jing Shu's head, and returned to the yuan. Jing Shu took a few breaths before she opened her eyes and said, "Thank you Senior Brother Lin for your help!" Lin Yuehe didn't answer, but shook his head slightly, his face was even paler, obviously distracted.

The beggar was overjoyed, and entered the door and said: "Xian Gu can be counted......" Unexpectedly, Jing Shu didn't reply, and said: "I have something to say to Senior Brother Lin, you go out first!" With a wave of his hand, he dragged the beggar out of the room with a soft force, and then closed the door with a wave of his hand. I only heard Jingshu asking: "Why are you ......?" There was no sound below, thinking that it was because of the use of spells to isolate it.

The beggar was stunned for a moment, staring at the closed door, a sour feeling hit her heart, as if she had been greatly wronged, and tears almost burst out of her eyes. He endured and endured, but finally didn't let the tears flow, twisted his head, and rushed back to his room. And Liu Zhuang next to him always looked at his nose and nose, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

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At dawn, the sky was white, and the beggar was hovering in front of the Wendao Tower with a brocade bag on his back. He came empty-handed, but when he was leaving, he saw the delicacies on the table, and thought that it would be a waste not to take them, so he wrapped a tablecloth and carried it on his shoulder. It's just that the brocade tablecloth is inlaid with brocade moire, which is very luxurious, in stark contrast to his tattered clothes, and outsiders will know that this package must not be his, but fortunately it is still early, and there are no pedestrians on the road, so as not to be caught as a thief.

The beggar looked back at the three gilded characters in Wendaolou, thinking back on the past few days, he ate a lot of delicious food, and his belly was earned, such a luxurious place had nothing to do with him, since the female Taoist was safe and sound, it should be the time for him to leave, he was used to being alone, he had never been concerned, and he was going to go in style, but at this time, he felt that there was something deep in his heart that could not be pulled apart and could not be put down.

The beggar hesitated again and again, then looked at Wendao Tower, showed a resolute expression, waved his head, turned around and left. But just after taking two steps, he slammed into a person. He took two steps back, looked up, and saw that it was Lin Yuehe wearing the skin of a dead man, and he felt a burst of disgust in his heart, and he didn't say anything, so he took a detour and left.

I didn't see Lin Yuehe move around, and once again blocked the way of the beggar. The beggar was furious, glared and said, "What do you want?" Lin Yuehe asked rhetorically: "What do you want?" "I want you to take care of it?" Lin Yuehe said: "You don't want me to take care of it, but someone wants you to take care of it, don't you care?" The beggar was stunned and asked, "Who wants me to take care of it?" Lin Yuehe said: "Seekers pay attention to inner peace, just to cultivate a pure and inactive exquisite heart. You saved the Taoist, without asking for anything in return, it was originally good, but the Taoist couldn't repay it, and since then there has been a gap in your heart, and I'm afraid that you will no longer be able to cultivate that crystal clear exquisite heart. If you go, it doesn't matter to you, but it will affect the great cause of the Taoist, do you want to take care of it?"

Although the beggar didn't understand anything like "exquisite heart", he also understood the general idea, and said suspiciously: "Could it be that I can only leave after she repays me?" Lin Yuehe said: "Taoism pays attention to fate, since Xiaoyou saved Senior Sister Jingshu, it means that Xiaoyou and Senior Sister Jingshu have a fate, and the fate is not over, why should Xiaoyou leave in a hurry?" As he spoke, he tightened his baggage, turned around and left.

At this time, he heard Jingshu's voice coming from behind, and said: "Xiaoyou Yu Jingshu has a great kindness, how dare Jingshu drive him away? If Xiaoyou is fine, can you go to Chongzhen with me?" He suddenly had thousands of reluctance in his heart, and there were thousands of grievances, and finally, his heart was sad, and he lowered his head and stammered: "I-I-I'd better wait for you to return to Chongzhen before leaving." ”