At midnight, Xu Buling escaped from Aunt Lu's clutch and came alone to the view of Xiangshan alone.

The mountains are covered with snow, and there are few pilgrims in the small Taoist temple. There are no vendors selling incense on the road. Occasionally, farmers go up the mountain to worship gods. They also carry incense baskets and burn a stick of incense in front of Laojun's statue, praying for good weather and rain in the coming year, so they leave by themselves. The old Taoist priests in the temple are quite old and have poor ears and eyes. They do not care about the world except opening and closing the door.

The Quanzhen School prohibits lust and evil, and does not practice divination, nor does it require believers to bow three times and nine times like the Buddhist sect, and is very sincere. This is well reflected in Xiangshan Temple. Just the saying "Love, believe, go away if you don't believe," there is not even a little Taoist boy to welcome guests. No wonder there is only a few incense.

Xu Buling did not believe in ghosts and gods, but understood the rules. When he entered the Taoist temple, he first lit an incense stick in front of Laojun's statue. Whether it was useful or not, he prayed for the people around him. After donating some incense money, he came to the wing behind the Taoist temple where the pilgrims lived.

The small Taoist temple in remote areas has no advantage except for the elegant environment. The house was built during the Daqi period of the previous dynasty. The old beams of the houses can no longer be seen in the wind and sun for many years. The tiles are probably leaking. They have just been sorted out, and the ladder is still on the wall next to them.

There is an incense burner in the small yard outside the wing room. Ning Yu is wearing a black Taoist robe and holding his own sword. She is practicing sword skills slowly. Her movements are as gentle as flowing clouds, her expression is as plain as water, and she is pleasing to the eye.

From Xiangshan Temple, you can see the Huai River. Ning Yuhe has learned that Xu Buling has returned to Xiaojiazhuang, but he dared not show any abnormality on the surface. The gongshu sand is gone and he cannot go back to meet him. He has been waiting in the Taoist temple.

I thought Xu Buling would come last night, but Ning Yuhe stayed alone in the empty bedroom and even prepared the wording of resistance. But after all, the cold wind came, the mountains were covered with desolation, and there was no sight of a ghost. How could he be in a good mood? He practiced martial arts on his own and turned a blind eye to Xu Buling who came over.

Xu Buling stood under the eaves, stood with his hands behind his back, watching Ning Yuhe's pleasing sword posture, and said softly:

"Master, I'm back."

Ning Yuhe did not respond in time. After finishing a set of sword moves, he took a sword-collar work. He let out a long breath, raised his sleeves and wiped the fine sweat beads on his forehead, and turned around and walked towards the room:

"Ling'er, come with me."

Xu Buling smiled and entered the small room with Ning Yuhe.

There was only one table, one bed and one chair in the room, similar to the room he was confined to when he was confined under the Bell and Drum Tower, and it looked a bit miserable.

Ning Yuhe held the door and glanced outside for a few seconds before closing the door, inserting the door bolt, then turned around and untied the strap around her waist.

?!

Xu Buling originally wanted to exchange a few greetings, but when he saw this scene, he swallowed the words he said to him, sat down by the bed with a smile, raised his hand to untie the jade belt around his waist:

"Master, you've been suffocated these days?"

"What's wrong with suffocating..."

Ning Yuhe untied the Taoist robe and only wore a white bellyband embroidered with lotus flowers. He quickly walked up to him. Seeing Xu Buling taking off his clothes, he kicked him lightly in his lap with annoyedness, then squatted down, and leaned into the bed with his upper body, groping for something.

Xu Buling sat in front of him, and the underside of Ning Yuhe was exposed outside.

Ning Yuhe lay under the bed, her close-fitting thin pants were tightly stretched, her round curve was full of tension, and her buttocks were slightly shaken with the movement. I am afraid that the saint would not be able to control this situation even after seeing it.

Bang-

A crisp sound appeared in the quiet hut.

Ning Yuhe, who was looking for objects under the bed, shivered and almost lifted the bed board. She was in a hurry and shook her cheeks. She threw the wooden box containing the paintbrush and painted her hand and went to get the sword:

"You evil disciple, I...I've fought with you..."

Xu Buling rubbed his fingers, his expression was quite calm:

"Master, there are mosquitoes..."

"What mosquitoes are there in the cold winter? You...you..."

Ning Yuhe has a gentle temperament and is not angry. She glared at Xu Buling for a moment. After seeing that his face was as usual, she had to think that there was a mosquito before she was beaten down.

Ning Yuhe sat down beside Xu Buling, hesitated for a moment before pulling his thin pants down a little, his face turned red: "Ling'er, draw it for me quickly. Qingye has come to see me many times, and the woman Zhongli Jiujiu is also here. I'm afraid they will find out, so I don't even dare to come out of the Taoist temple..."

Ning Yuhe obviously tried to draw it himself, but the angle problem was wrong, so he definitely didn't draw it well in the end, otherwise he wouldn't have been so anxious to find Xu Buling.

Xu Buling glanced at her eyes. Even though she had seen it many times, her heart swayed slightly. She stood up and squatted in front of Ning Yuhe, her eyes were level with her abdomen, and she took the brush over and her eyes were signaled:

"I know, take your hand away."

Ning Yuhe bit her lower lip lightly, and her eyes moved to the corner of the room. She didn't look at Xu Buling, and slowly let go of her hand.

Xu Buling knew that Ning Yuhe was thin-skinned and didn't want to be impatient. He drew seriously and did not touch her.

Just as the man breathed and blew on his skin, Ning Yuhe couldn't help but react. He held his hands tightly, perhaps trying to distract himself and said:

"Ling'er, have you agreed to worship Zhongli Jiujiu as your teacher?"

Xu Buling shook his head: "How could that be? He promised that his master would not accept her as his teacher, and he would definitely not go back on his word."

"That's good……"

Ning Yuhe responded softly, pondered for a moment, and remembered what Zhongli Jiujiu said last time. She turned around and looked down at Xu Buling with a focused expression:

"Ling'er, Zhongli Jiujiu has many evil ways, and I do have some skills to teach you, but I can't teach you anything. I have always stopped you from taking her as your teacher. You... Do you think I am arrogant and annoyed me? If you really want to become a disciple, I don't mind... We are not masters or apprentices anyway..."

Xu Buling chuckled: "The saint said, 'There must be my master when three people walk.' Everyone has advantages and disadvantages. Master always has something to teach me. And even if there is nothing to teach, it is not the same for you to give birth to a son and daughter for me. How could I annoy my master? It's too late to like it..."

"Birth of a baby..."

When Ning Yuhe heard this, her first reaction was not shame or annoyance. She had been lonely and alone in the Taoist temple and depended on her disciples for life. As a normal woman, she did not have the idea of ​​taking care of her husband and children.

Now my husband has found it, but...

Ning Yuhe shook her head: "No matter what, I am your master to the outside world. Many people know that if I am pregnant with your child, how can I explain it to others? I can't say that the immortals are pregnant with a dream..."

Xu Buling carefully outlined the pink pattern of Feifeng spreading his wings and smiled: "I will be King Su from now on. To be honest, a vassal king is a vassal king. If there are people in the back house, ordinary people dare not speak out. If the master really cares, he will drive me, a bastard who deceives his master and destroys his ancestors, and then marry me..."

"well……"

Ning Yuhe talked about these things, and always felt that it was very strange. He hesitated for a while and stopped talking.

After Xu Buling finished painting, he kissed him, which made Ning Yuhe frown again, put on a white skirt, and warned: "Go back first, this kind of thing... let's talk about it tonight..."

Xu Buling didn't want to force Ning Yuhe to break the precepts in Quanzhen Taoist Temple, so he nodded and helped to pack up daily objects...

———

Outside the Xiangshan Temple wall, there are deserted forests with all branches and leaves. Thin snow covers the fallen leaves that have accumulated more than a foot deep. It is rarely visited for many years. Except for the cold wind blowing the bare branches, there is no movement at all.

However, if someone is interested in comparing carefully on the courtyard wall, you will find that there are slightly raised leaves under the courtyard wall.

Under the fallen leaves, Zhongli Jiujiu remained motionless, calmed down, even his heartbeat and breathing were minimized, and he listened patiently to the movements inside the courtyard wall.

Zhongli Jiujiu has been traveling around the world all year round. The reason why she is called "Ye Jiuniang" is because she is invisible and is very good at hiding her body. She has always been the only one who finds people, and no one wants her to share.

After Xu Buling came back yesterday, Zhongli Jiujiu knew that she would definitely come to visit Ning Yuhe. She wanted to hear if Ning Yuhe would block her and Xu Buling would like to take her as her teacher. So she came here last night. She first made some noise, which attracted Ning Yuhe to check, and then hid here.

Lying under the dim and dull snow quilt, Zhongli Jiujiu waited patiently all night. As she expected, Xu Buling came indeed. However, the movements made her feel a little puzzled.

"Master, you've been suffocated these days?"

"What's wrong with suffocating..."

The voice is soft, not like a master and apprentice, but more like a close man and woman.

Zhongli Jiujiu was confused and didn't understand what the master and apprentice were saying. Before the analysis result was done, a crisp sound came from the room, as if someone had slapped someone. Judging from the sound, the slap was not the face, but it seemed...

??

Zhongli Jiujiu became more and more inexplicable. Just as she was thinking about how Ning Yuhe would beat Xu Buling, Ning Yuhe was screaming in shame and anger:

"You evil disciple, I...I've fought with you..."

"Master, there are mosquitoes..."

"What mosquitoes are there in the cold winter? You...you..."

!!

My God!

Zhongli Jiujiu almost couldn't stabilize her hand, her hands tightened a little, and she forced herself to suppress her body and stopped moving. Her heart was full of incredible.

She knew Xu Buling was a little lustful, but she never expected that she would even take advantage of his master. This was too...too exciting!

Zhongli Jiujiu was as if she had discovered a treasure, and she was focused on listening, trying to see what else she could find.

It said that I wanted to draw, but I don’t know what to draw, but the two finally talked about the matter of worshiping her as their teacher.

"...Will you feel that I am arrogant because of my favor? I'm annoyed me..."

“…It’s not the same for me to have a son or daughter…”

"...If I were pregnant with your child, how would I explain it to others..."

"...Punish me, a bastard who deceives my master and destroys my ancestors, and then marry me..."

...

Shocking words kept coming, which made Zhongli Jiujiu confused and could not react for a long time.

God……

This is not a master or apprentice, this is obviously a pair of wild mandarin ducks!

Judging from Ning Yuhe's tone, he even did that kind of thing...

She thought Ning Yuhe was just secretly unrequited love...

No wonder Xu Buling went back on his word and refused to take her as his teacher, and his tone was so tough...

No wonder Ning Yuhe is fearless and doesn't take her seriously at all...

Zhongli Jiujiu was stunned for a long time. When she came to her senses, there was no movement in the room and the footsteps gradually faded away.

Zhongli Jiujiu was turned up from the snow, her fox-like charming eyes were full of incredible appearance, and she was no less than Zhongli Chuchu learned that Ning Qingye and Xu Buling were doing things indiscriminately.
To be continued...