The moon is flowing quietly at night, and the shallow shadows are intertwined.

Looking into the big eyes of the long-dead wild boar, Li Zijun lay on the ground. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. He knelt down and pulled out a piece of dogtail grass.

Is this what my master always likes to have in his mouth?

Stretching out his jade finger, he lightly tapped the grass end, causing the fluffy foxtail grass to flick.

Shaking tremblingly in Li Zijun's hand, Ji Nanjue looked at the 'root', as if thinking of something, with a strange look in her eyes.

He glanced at Su Bei suspiciously, and Su Bei looked over with confusion.

"Ji Bao'er, what are you looking at?"

The cold moon soaks the white gauze skirt, and the fragrance condenses among the pines and willows.

Ji Nanjue reached out and took the foxtail from Li Zijun's hand. She stared at the soft grass that looked like it could break in the wind, and her brows curved into a nice arc.

His eyes narrowed more and more, and he couldn't help but pull out the grass end, and then gently clenched his slender hand into a hollow fist shape, and moved it up and down...

The eyes are no longer cunning, they are pure and holy.

"Soft...just like you."

Then, Tan opened his mouth slightly and took it in his mouth.

Su Bei looked at the movements of the woman in front of him, coughed heavily, grabbed the grass from Ji Nanjue's hand, and looked furious!

I don’t know why, but since today, this woman always likes to challenge her majesty!

"Same as being a husband?"

"Soft or hard, you still don't know?"

"..."

If Li Zijun hadn't been by her side, I'm afraid Su Bei would have shown off his prowess in front of her right now!

Li Zijun looked at the dog's tail grass with a puzzled look on his face, scanning the two of them back and forth, and then his eyes focused on a place under Su Bei's body, and a blush instantly appeared on his neck.

He turned his head away and covered his face:

"Master, my disciple is hungry..."

It seemed that clouds were gradually creeping up, and the next moment they would annihilate the full moon.

The moonlight gradually became hazy, and the whole world seemed to be blended into the heavy ink.

Su Bei raised his head, looked at the weather, and muttered:

"I'm afraid it's going to rain."

After the words fell, the night wind began to cater to Su's words, and the wolf howled, bringing with it a bit of chill.

Li Zijun shuddered subconsciously and folded his little hands to cover his arms.

Seeing this scene, Su Bei took off his long gown and put it on her body naturally.

He touched her head by the way.

Then, wearing only an undershirt, he picked up the wild boar, grabbed two rabbits, looked around and said:

"There is a small Taoist temple not far away."

"You can't just sleep outside at night. It's not safe or comfortable."

"Let's go somewhere to rest for one night and start again tomorrow!"

"..."

Ji Nanjue glanced at Su Bei's long gown draped on Li Zijun, then looked at herself, pursed her lips, and then said in a neutral tone:

"Husband, I'm cold too."

Su Bei glanced at Ji Nanjue sideways, with a smile on his lips, and said meaningfully:

"It won't get cold in the middle of the night. Be obedient, my dear..."

"..."

Ji Nanjue's cheeks instantly turned red. She coughed quickly, glanced at Li Zijun, and cursed in a low voice:

"Zijun is still here, what are you talking about?"

The jade legs hidden under the white gauze skirt rubbed each other involuntarily a few times, as if they had thought of something and had begun to react instinctively.

Su Bei calmly took her hand, and then the group of people groped towards the small Taoist Temple through the dimming moonlight.

This mountain road is already sparsely populated, and the small Taoist temple has been deserted for a long time, with thick dust piled on the ground.

A somewhat dilapidated statue that had not been worshiped with incense for many years has become mottled and disfigured. The golden paint has faded away, and it turns out to be nothing more than a clay-body stone sculpture.

You can vaguely see the prosperity of the past, but the garden is full of grass and has long lost its atmosphere.

I don’t know why such a Taoist temple was built in this sparsely populated place. It seems that the people who originally lived in this Taoist temple were not engaged in production, there were no pilgrims, and there was no source of food, so it naturally fell into ruin.

Maybe there was a lot of traffic here decades or hundreds of years ago?

Ups and downs are just a common occurrence in the world.

Especially after becoming a monk, everything in front of you is more like the clouds and smoke of the past, and it only leaves a slight touch in your heart.

The Taoist temple's plaque has long been used as firewood and burned. Who cares what kind of immortal the person worshiped by this Taoist temple is?

But Su Bei still bowed gently towards the statue and smiled kindly:

"Lord Lord, the three of us are staying here for one night. I hope you won't blame me."

"..."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand casually.

A breeze lifted up the heavy dust on the ground and blew it outside the door.

"Today, I will let you try Su's craftsmanship."

“Su’s BBQ Big Fat Pig.”

"..."

Su Bei deftly skinned the wild boar and removed its internal organs, then roasted it on the fire.

Outside the Taoist temple, the sky was getting darker and darker. It was obvious that dark clouds had gradually covered the sky, and the howling night wind blew loudly outside the door.

But inside the Taoist temple, a fire was bright and warm.

Two treated rabbits and a large wild boar made a sizzling sound in the light of the fire.

The aroma overflowed and gradually filled the entire Taoist temple.

Li Zijun held his knees with his hands, silently staring at the fire in front of him. The golden light made the snow white, and his delicate skin was filled with sparkling heat. It was broken by the blow, and there was a hint of light red in it, which was getting more and more solid.

concentrated.

Ji Nanjue leaned next to Su Bei, holding her cheek with one hand, looking sideways at Su Bei's serious look, with the aroma of roasting lingering on the tip of her nose.

The shoulders rub against each other, slowly going down, and the two sides are lightly touching.

This kind of grinding is the most arousing.

Suddenly, Ji Nanjue spoke softly:

"Husband, do you still remember Under the Cliff of No Regret? The night when you and I first met?"

"..."

Li Zijun raised his head, his ears were perked up, and he listened quietly.

She wanted to know more about the Master in this life, wanted to know more about him, and knew everything about him.

Su Bei inserted a large piece of meat in his hand on the ground, took Nan Ji's hand, squeezed it gently, and said softly:

"Of course I remember, it was you who saved my life."

After a slight pause in his words, he pulled Ji Nanjue into his arms, hugged her soft shoulders, and kissed the slightly trembling eyebrows, with the firelight shining in his eyes:

"Now that I think about it, that meeting was destined..."

"You don't even know that when I saw you for the first time, my heart was already filled with Madam's peerless figure, and my mind was filled with you..."

"..."

Ji Nanjue feigned anger and reached out to pinch Su Bei's waist:

"Okay, I went to save you with good intentions, but you had evil intentions at that time?"

"It's better to just feed you to the bears."

"Is this how you treat your savior?"

"...Why use lotus root?"

"..."

Su Bei looked triumphant, and his big hands climbed up from her waist without leaving a trace:
To be continued...