Chapter 142 Longshan Meets the Bright Moon

In the early morning of the second day, Yumian Langjun and Murong Qiniang went north to return to Taihu Xishan Island.

Yumian Langjun's return is to reassure his father and family master Miaoqin demon in Shigongshan, Taihu, and the second also turns to the greetings of Jiangnan Buddhist descendants gathered in Lingshan Temple. After all, it is the first time that Jiangnan Buddhism and Confucianism have joined hands. Yumian Langjun is very important to be the liaison envoy in the middle.

Murong Qiniang knew that Yumen Langjun was carrying heavy responsibilities, so she had to separate from her sister Hongxiu. When she was about to leave, Murong Qiniang repeatedly told Hongxiu to follow Zhengyin's teacher every day. She lived at the foot of the mountain. Lingshan Temple was mixed with fish and dragons, and it was inevitable that there were lustful people.

Hongxiu just smiled: "I'm a dusty woman. Who hasn't seen anyone? I'll pay attention to it. Go ahead and keep up with your sour scholar.

Murong Qiniang turned her back to the jade-faced Langjun and quietly said to Hongxiu, "You have to listen to the news of the red pine ancestor and the mad knife waiting for Yujing Dongtian at the foot of the mountain. We don't know when we will come when we go back. You have to take care of yourself. My sister will remember you. Even if Yu-faced Langjun and I go back to Taihu Lake, if there is nothing else I will come back to accompany you, wait for me!"

Hongxiu nodded, looked at the jade-faced Langjun, and whispered, "Sister, you are deeply in love with each other. Don't say that I know a wild knife. As long as you don't tell me, I'm a Taoist spy. I guarantee that it's seamless, and I can make it round."

Murong Qiniang smiled and said, "How can it be? Don't worry. I'll go back to Taihu Lake and come back to you. Good bye!"

Hongxiu said loudly to Yu-faced Langjun, "Hey! Sour scholar, you have to take more care of the seventh sister on the way. In the future, I want to hear that you are not well served. Be careful!"

Yu-faced Langjun said with a wry smile, "Oh! It's natural to make it. Even if I'm poor to beg, I have to ensure that Qi Niang will have wind and rain.

Yumian Langjun and Murong Qiniang went all the way north, took a detour at night, came to Fuchunzhu to change boats, took the waterway, and went down the Qiantang River.

Yumian Langjun calculated the journey and said, "Fuchun Jiangzhu is not far from Hangzhou County. We have to go to Qiuxue'an in Xixi, Hangzhou to visit the owner of Qiuxue'an first. After all, she is the nominal leader of the Buddhist family in the south of the Yangtze River and is responsible for organizing the Zen sacrifice of Jiangnan Buddhism to go north. It's easy to get a reply when we see her."

Murong Qiniang watched the scenery by the river and smiled, "It's up to you, wherever you like, I'll follow you, uh-huh! The scenery by the Fuchun River is so beautiful.

Yu-faced Langjun smiled and said, "This is nothing. It will be spectacular when you enter the Qiantang River, but I'm afraid that you can't catch up with the tide of the Qiantang River."

The boat traveled dozens of miles and turned two corners along the river. Finally, they abandoned the boat and went ashore. The jade-faced Langjun said, "This road is the Jiangguan Road. From the west fork road, it runs to the tiger. The main road faces the sky and goes straight to the West Lake, and the east road here is Shanglong Mountain. Crossing Longshan is also West Lake and Hunan. It's just that if you go to Longshan, there will be Shengjing Yuhuang Feiyun, which is also very beautiful. Why don't you take a walk and have a look?

Yu-faced Langjun took Murong Qiniang out all the way, and did not appreciate the wind and moon and enjoy the scenery. He knew that although Murong Qiniang didn't say anything, he must be unhappy, so it was good to invite her to turn to Longshan on the way.

Sure enough, Murong Qiniang was very happy and smiled, "I have heard about the Eastern Zhejiang tide, the West Lake scenery, the Longshan victory, and the great view of the extreme martial arts, but I just didn't have the chance to see it. Today, let's just go to Longshan to see the flying clouds of the Jade Emperor."

The two followed the Jiangguan Road and climbed the mountain from Tianhua Mountain in the south of Longshan. The first thing they saw was a very strange Bagua field.

Murong Qiniang suddenly said, "Well, I know. This is the legendary gossip field, but Longshan is still a barren mountain. It is rare and there are not even a tourists."

The jade-faced Langjun smiled and said, "Who said there were no tourists? Look over there!" Aren't there two people sitting by the pool?

Murong Qiniang stared and looked at it. She couldn't recognize it as Tianyi Pool outside the Feilong Cave, and also recognized it as a pool like Yumian Langjun. Sure enough, she saw a man and a woman sitting by the pool, as if she was also appreciating the haze and saying something about herself.

Murong Qiniang and Yu-faced Langjun looked at each other and smiled. Murong Qiniang smiled and said, "Oh, the edge of the West Lake is really tender as water. The good period is like a dream. You can see demons and girls everywhere. Even in the deep mountains of Longshan, there are also fairy couples."

Yu-faced Langjun also smiled and said, "Isn't it? Why don't we? We can be regarded as a couple wandering around the world and at home all over the world.

Murong Qiniang said, "Is it stinky? Let's take a detour and surprise those two.

How did Yumian Langjun and Murong Qiniang know that on the edge of a pool outside the Feilong Cave were sitting on the side of Mingyue and Sikong, who had been practicing in Longshan for more than half a month. Since the two joined hands to run away in Su Di Chunxiao, they walked away without injury. After half a circle in the West Lake, they quietly returned to Longshan, afraid that Sikong had no life. At the time of recovery, he was found by the unknown village, so he was more vigilant and inseparable.

In the past few days, not only has Sikong's lifeless internal strength recovered most of the time, but also under Sikong's lifeless **, the martial arts spells have been upgraded. In addition, Leifeng Ta Sikong's lifeless transmission of all the feminine internal force to him. At this moment, the spirit of Mr. Mingyue's ear is not inferior to Sikong's lifeless, and he heard Yu from afar. The fine footsteps of Mr. Lang and Murong Qiniang.

Longshan is originally inaccessible. Even if someone comes, he will go up the mountain to collect medicine and cut firewood. His footsteps will not be so twisted and careful.

Mr. Mingyue gave a secret look to Sikong Wuming, doubting whether it was Situ Wukai or the nameless Zhuang who came.

And Yu-faced Langjun and Murong Qiniang mistakenly thought they were lovers and were afraid of dispersing the couple. They walked behind them with special care.

Mr. Mingyue turned around and was about to ask, when he saw the sour jade-faced man, and Murong Qiniang, the lady who gave her red sleeves a small medicine bottle, and said strangely, "Huh? Why are you here? You are still in Hangzhou County, hehe.

It's strange that Sikong had no life to hear about it. Suddenly, he looked back, but he didn't know it.

Yu-faced Langjun and Murong Qiniang were shocked. In front of them, one is a handsome teenager with distant eyebrows and dark eyes, while the other is a peerless beauty. It's really beautiful to kill people. When Yu-faced Langjun saw Murong Qiniang around, he couldn't help exclaiming and almost dumbfounded. Eyes.

Mr. Mingyue was strangely. He suddenly remembered that he was also dressed as a scholar when he invited them upstairs to drink the 20-year-old flower sculpture. After that, he quickly took out the porcelain bottle given by the red sleeve and smiled, "Oh! You don't know me anymore. I'm Mingyue, the prince who invited you to drink upstairs that day.

Mr. Mingyue then coughed gently and his voice changed. He recalled that when he pretended to be a scholar and met Yu-faced Langjun, which was really sour. What he said when he met him, he said: "Gushan met the portrait of his brother Tai by chance, which is as good as his face. It's really lucky to see today. Hey, do you remember?

Yu-faced Langjun and Murong Qiniang were stunned for a long time, and then Murong Qiniang suddenly said, "Ah! If it's really you, prince Mingyue, um, it's still the same as before. He's really handsome and romantic. Why did he dress up as a scholar that day?

Yu-faced Langjun also smiled bitterly: "Ha ha, it turned out to be Brother Mingyue. Hey, we really can't recognize it if you don't say it. Hey, it's really a pair of fairy couples. Who is she? Have you been in Hangzhou? I remember what else did you and your two sisters drink with us that day?"

Mr. Mingyue met his old friend again and was very happy. He nodded and smiled and said, "Yes, I have been staying in Hangzhou and haven't left. Xiangmei and my two junior sisters have estimated that they will go north to Mount Tai. Well, they should have left the day after leaving with you that day, and they should have reached the boundary of Huainan."

Yumian Langjun secretly said in his heart that you stayed in Hangzhou and did not go to the Taishan Zen Festival, which is very knowledgeable and interesting. Otherwise, Buddhism and Confucianism will work together to eliminate the Zen Festival. Hey hey, at that time, the jade will be burned, and there will be no chance to invite me to drink flower carvings. On the surface, he also nodded: "Oh! It's good that you didn't go with them.

Murong Qiniang also smiled and said, "Huh? This girl is so beautiful and fairy-like. I'm so beautiful when I see her. Who are you? Don't you want to introduce us?"

Mr. Mingyue suddenly felt embarrassed. What should he say? It is said that the nameless land is empty and lifeless, which is afraid of scaring them. It is said that the descendants of the three religion are afraid that they will ask the truth.

Sikong Wuming smiled and said, "I'm his cousin, and my name is Shan'er. I came to Hangzhou to find my cousin Mingyue to play. I heard that the Jade Emperor Feiyun is very beautiful, so I specially brought my cousin to have a look. Cousin, they are your friends?"

Sikong had no life as a cousin. Mr. Mingyue made an introduction one by one, but he only smiled bitterly and said, "When I first saw Murong Qi Niang, I also called Yu-faced Langjun as my cousin, ha ha."

Murong Qiniang's face turned red, but she and Yu-faced Langjun guessed what the relationship between Mr. Mingyue and this beautiful Shaner was. Of course, it was inconvenient to ask this kind of thing deeply, and it was also a smile.

Didn't Murong Qiniang secretly admit that Mr. Han Mingyue got along well with the dark night Liuxiang? Even when we met for the first time, Liuxiang in the dark night was jealous of himself for Mr. Mingyue. Why did the beautiful woman around him change another one now? Suddenly, he remembered that he sent the small porcelain bottle to Mr. Mingyue for his sister Hongxiu. At that moment, he was embarrassed to ask Sikong's lifeless Shaner. He only felt that Mr. Mingyue was too naughty. It was enough to send a letter to Fengyuedew between his sister Murong Hongxiu. Now he must have abandoned the dark night to leave fragrance, and the new man replaced the old man.

Murong Qiniang sighed that the man was not happy about this. She couldn't help looking at the jade-faced Langjun beside her and secretly congratulated that at least her family's jade-faced Langjun was deeply in love with him. He was not a lover, which was still reliable.