Chapter 139 Want the world and destroy the world

At this moment, Hongxiu was lying in the comfortable and luxurious carriage, standing up and looking at her sister Murong Qiniang with a smile.

Murong Qiniang originally sat firmly, just like a lady, but sitting in the carriage was still so gentle and elegant, with a lady's atmosphere all over her body. Contrary to the crooked Murong Hongxiu, Murong Qiniang was frighted by her and said, "Huh? I'm not your lover. Why are you staring at me?

Hongxiu smiled and said, "Oh, you are really. When you were in Yujing Cave, you should have said that you wanted Yumian Langjun. That's why I wanted to go back to Lingshan Temple to reunite with him. It's not that I'm not allowed. Think about it, how can my sister be more than my sister?"

Murong Qiniang's face turned red and smiled, "Take your legs away and sleep like a witch. I can't stand your promiscuity. I don't even have a margin to speak, hum."

The red sleeves gently wrapped around the green silk, turned into soft fingers, and their hearts were far away. They sighed faintly: "People often say that it's better to demolish ten temples than break a marriage. You're good, and you're separated us."

Murong Qi Niang said strangely, "Huh? How can you blame me? You can stay in Chicheng Mountain with the crazy knife and let me go back to Lingshan Temple alone.

Hongxiu sighed, "You are my own sister. You are a weak woman from the rooftop to the state, and you are not ugly. What should I do if you meet a bad man with strong martial arts along the way? How can I be relieved?"

Murong Qiniang said, "Bah, how can a good woman like me have a wrong idea? It's not easy to keep up with a witch like you who attracts bees and butterflies.

Hongxiu smiled and said, "Forget it. I ran to the rooftop for the sake of the mad knife. Now for your jade-faced man, I follow you back to Lingquan Mountain. Let's dismantle each other. It's fun."

Murong Qiniang frowned and said, "The dog can't spit out ivory in its mouth. Can't you think about serious things?"

Hong Xiuqi said, "What's the matter?"

Murong Qiniang glanced and said, "You'd better think about how to go back and make up nonsense to coax the bald donkeys in Lingshan Temple. It's seamless to explain what we've done in the past two days. Why did I run away with you? I have to make it up. I know you're the best at lying. The prostitutes are unfathomable."

Hongxiu smiled faintly and said, "I'm sorry for the praise. The little woman is worthy of it. Hey, it's not a big lie. I'm worried about you. You said that our wind and moon are coming. I thought of people. I said that we quickly came out that night but lost our way. By the way, we went to Chuzhou, and simply looked for me everywhere to teach. The good sisters in the workshop are Song Shuyu, isn't it over?

Murong Qiniang sighed, "It's the singer who is the same name as you in the teaching workshop. Uh-hu, Ge Shu, singing and dancing red sleeves! You two sing and dance can be called a strange person in Jiangnan. Humph, you go to find her and there are still people who believe in her. How can I hang out with you dusty women? Isn't it funny? I'd rather go to Jinhua Mansion to eat ham.

Hongxiu said unhappily, "What's pretending to be high? You want us to sing and dance. If you don't have a golden thousand taels, I won't show you, hum!"

Murong Qiniang pulled up the red sleeve, hugged her and smiled, "Sister is laughing with you. Don't take it seriously. Who said that my red daughter is not good?"

Hongxiu smiled and said, "Well, that's still the sentence, how dare I be angry with my sister?" I thought about it. I said that we lost our way and went to Chuzhou, but we didn't find Shu Yuer. We came back after two days of travel.

Murong Qiniang nodded and said, "Well, that's it, do they believe it or not?"

Hongxiu also smiled and said, "Yes, whatever about them. Anyway, the Red Pine ancestor came, and one of them can't run away. You have to drag your precious jade-faced Langjun away in advance, otherwise the jade will burn, and even his little life will be gone."

Murong Qiniang smiled and said, "I know that when we escape together, he is not a fool and can't work for Buddhism."

When their carriage arrived at the foot of Lingquan Mountain, on the edge of the good stream, the red wheel had fallen to the west, and it was dark for more than an hour. Murong Qiniang asked, "Are we going to Zhang Dahu's house to meet the teachers first, or to go to Lingshan Temple?"

Murong Hongxiu thought for a moment and said, "Let's go up the mountain first. It's not a trivial matter that we have left these days. We have to go up and tell lies so that they can calm down. By the way, we are helping Kuangdao to inquire about the truth and see if anything has changed in the past two days."

Murong Qiniang smiled and said, "I guess, since the wild knife disturbed the Lingshan Temple, the death and injury, and the scattered, I'm afraid there is no one now."

Hongxiu smiled and said, "If you hadn't been in a hurry to see Yumian Langjun, I would have been lazy to go up the mountain and deliberately asked me. In fact, I would have made a plan in my heart, hee hee."

Murong Qiniang was told the central thing, and her face turned slightly red. She muttered, "I'm just worried about the killing that night. I don't know if the jade-faced Langjun escaped the disaster, alas."

Hongxiu said, "It's up to you, I have to brew expressions and go up to tell lies."

The mountain is still the mountain at that time, and people are still people at that time. Although after the disturbance of the crazy knife, Lingquan Mountain is still old, quiet and stable.

The two sisters picked up the steps and met the monk of Lingshan Temple halfway up the mountain. They were holding a Zen stick and a knife and sitting guarding on the stone road. It seemed that they had also become frightened birds, and now they are also on guard.

Hongxiu phoenix looked at the wonderful eyes and recognized Hongren, the three disciples under Puyuan of the Lingshan Temple Supervision Temple, followed by two and a half-sized young monks. It was Hongben and Hongyin, the disciples of the abbot Puji. Hongxiu laughed and said, "Huh? Why are you here? Is the abbot Puji in the temple? Where's your master?

There are still a few monks behind them, who must have been transferred here to guard the mountain road. They also vaguely recognized Hongxiu and Murong Qiniang. Hong endured the spring breeze on his face and smiled quickly and said, "Ouch! But I'm looking forward to you back. We are guarding the mountain road here and reporting the news. The wind in Xiandu has been tight these days. Oh, it's hard for us.

Hongben also smiled and said, "Yes, yes, we thought that the red-sleeved donor and this Murong donor had suffered. That night, a Taoist demon came and killed people when he saw people. It was very tight. Amitabha Buddha bless you. Fortunately, you are fine. The abbot and Uncle Puyuan are in the temple. Hongyin, go and tell them first. With a sound, he said that Hongxiu and Murong's benefactor were back.

Murong Qiniang also smiled and said, "That night, we heard the alarm on the mountain and hurriedly chased out because of the teacher, but we got lost our way in the dark and went around the state before coming back."

Hongren, the third disciple of Puyuan, quietly said to Hongxiu, "Now it's okay. I didn't work here to guard the mountain road. It was the master who ordered me to come and wait for you specially. I hope you can come back and talk about you at lunch."

Red sleeves stared at him and said, "What do you say about me?"

Hongren hurriedly said, "Ah, ah, I didn't say anything. I just mentioned it casually. Go up quickly. Uncle and Master are waiting for you."

Only then did Hongxiu and Murong Qiniang get rid of their entanglement and wanted to go to Lingshan Temple, but Hongben smiled and said, "Brother Hongren, just put up with it here. Although I have two donor sisters have gone up."

Hongxiu turned around and smiled, "Little devil, why don't you lead the way quickly?"

Hongben followed behind and saw that he had been thrown away from the same door. Then he came forward to take Hongxiu's hand and laughed and said, "Sister benefactor, I haven't seen you for a few days. You've become more and more beautiful. The little monk should follow you and see more of your long back."

Murong Qiniang just frowned secretly, but Hongxiu smiled and said, "Bah, the little devil is not serious, and he doesn't learn from your master's abbot's profound Buddhism, and his martial arts are strong, but he has learned your uncle Puyuan's smooth tongue."

Hongben laughed and said, "What Brother Hongren said is true. Since you left, Uncle Puyuan, the supervisor of the temple, has been sad and sent his disciples to inquire about you all day long. Don't you know that the big demon of Taoism came to make a scene in my Lingshan Temple that night you left, and even the afterlife Bodhi from the Western Bliss was seriously injured. Thanks to my master's move to the king of the Ming Dynasty, he beat the big devil away. Oh, we were scared and powerful at night.

Hongben was taunting his eloquence. Hongxiu heard that he blew the big devil's knife into the sky, and he couldn't help but be proud. Murong Hongxiu suddenly said, "Little monk, do you know that the jade-faced man who came with me is a white-faced scholar. How is he? Aren't you hurt?"

Hongben laughed and said, "He, he's fine, but he's not on the mountain."

Murong Qiniang and Hongxiu were stunned. Murong Qiniang hurriedly said, "No longer on the mountain? Where did he go?"

Hongben said, "I remember that the next day, my master's abbot Puji sent him to Lanxi Mochou Valley to invite ghosts, and he also said that he would also invite Sanjue to Quzhou? It seems that they are all Confucian scholars."

Murong Qiniang nodded. It seemed that Lingshan Temple felt that it was understaffed and asked him to move the soldiers. He was happy and melancholy. Fortunately, Yumen Langjun was not injured, but he could not see it today.

Red sleeves curled their lips at Murong Qi Niang, as if they were laughing at her going up the mountain in vain. They turned around and smiled, "Oh! I invited a master of Confucianism. Ha ha, have any Buddhist master come these two days?

Hiromoto patted his forehead and laughed, "Yes! This morning, two masters I taught came. They are very famous for their martial arts. One is called Yu Hongchen, and the other is called Destruction Li Zun. You should have heard of it.

Hongxiu and Murong Qiniang were both surprised and looked at each other.

Hongxiu has long heard that Hongchen is a legendary figure. In the descendants of Buddhism, the swordsmanship is the best. It is the powerful enemy of the mad knife. How did he come? It's really bad. Not to mention the two sisters Hongxiu and Murong Qiniang were born, they were already famous in the world. Their reputation is comparable to that of the afterlife Bodhisattva. It's much louder.