Chapter 151 Yang Jingye defected to the nunnery

There was a chill because the clothes were not dry yet.

The two of them were about to arrive in Suzhou, and Xiongfeng and Ouyang Jing quickly returned to calmness and strangeness.

Xiongfeng's eyes patrolled far and near, and finally fell four miles away from the back right, like a flock of chickens, higher than the peaks of other mountains.

That's the highest point that can overlook dozens of miles of interior scenery this week.

The strong wind swept up, and suddenly I was shocked, and the cityscape of Suzhou in the south of the Yangtze River was clear.

The majestic poem chanted: "The sunset embroidered curtains roll, and the pavilion is empty. Zhijun's new work for me, and the windows are wet and red. Changji Pingshan Hall, the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and there is no lonely Hong. Recognizing the drunken language, there is nothing in the mountains. A thousand hectares, all the mirror is clear, and the blue peaks are reversed. Suddenly, the waves rose and danced with a white-headed man.

The son of Lantai is unsolved, and there are males and females. A little vastness, thousands of miles of wind. In one breath, Ouyang Jing stood beside Xiongfeng at this time, with the artistic conception of red sleeves and fragrance as the ancients said, but that was what scholars longed for. For the Xiongfeng who abandoned literature and martial arts, although that kind of life had long been far away, it was somewhat moved when she stood beside her.

A subtle feeling flows through the body.

The wonderful feeling is disappearing.

He knew that Ouyang Jing withdrew his eyes.

The peak is set off by the large halo of the sunrise, highlighting its darkness and mystery.

The wind looks at Suzhou City in front of the peak, and the waterways in the city are interspersed, and you can faintly see the flow of people in the small city in the early morning. A day's plan lies in the morning, and the people of Suzhou must be diligent.

Ouyang Jing's sweet voice suddenly came from behind like a fairy song: "It's really rare to be so talented."

Xiongfeng looked back.

Ouyang Jing has sat on a smooth stone on the grass, next to the big tree next to the stone, looking at her bare feet, feeling weak and loving.

Xiongfeng came to her side, sat down and asked, "Why didn't they follow us?"

Ouyang Jing's face flashed with a look of pain and said gently in a heartbreaking voice: "Because there are big things in the religion, nothing else is important for a substitute like him."

The majestic wind's eyes sank, shooting out a cold light.

Xiong Feng looked at him in surprise.

The majestic wind is suddenly innocent, and suddenly looks like a calm and wise veteran, constituting a strange attraction and characteristic, which makes her calm heart fluctuate for a long time.

Xiong Feng looked at melancholy and was about to speak.

Ouyang Jingxian said first: "Don't ask me to do anything that is detrimental to the teachings of heaven and earth. In any case, although I won't help him, I won't deal with him. If you decent people really have the ability to defeat him, why rely on me, a little girl?" Speaking of "defeat him", there was a heartbreaking sadness and helplessness in his eyes.

Xiongfeng was not interesting at first. Who said that I was going to get rid of him? Now the people of the demon religion are chasing me, and even the so-called righteous people have a hostile attitude towards me. I don't know when Meng Wuya will come to me and kill myself. Thinking about it, the anger in Xiongfeng's heart rose to the extreme, all of which was caused by the blue sky and Meng Wuya.

Ouyang Jing looked at Xiong Feng in surprise and saw his face full of anger and unwillingness and said, "Go and complete your mission. I'm going home." After saying that, she stood up, slowly turned her head and looked at the distant sky, as if the night sky was the sky of her home.

Xiongfeng jumped to the front of her pretty face, put on a posture to stop her way home, opened her hands and said, "Are you leaving now?"

Ouyang Jing said in a calm and fearful voice: "Of course, I have been away from home for almost a year. Recently, I have been used to seeing the human world outside. All this is not completely eliminated. The world is still handed over to the people of the world. I hope that Zhu Yuanzhang can destroy the Yuan Dynasty and make profits for the people. Then Xiu frowned and said, "Get out of the way!" Xiongfeng was stunned and remembered that he had blocked her way. He was very embarrassed. He hurriedly stopped and took a step back, but did not give way.

Ouyang sighed quietly and said softly, "I'm just a miserable person. Let me go home while I still have home!" Xiongfeng rushed up and clapped his heart and said, "Let me send you back. I, a person who doesn't even have a family, has nothing to do."

Ouyang Jing lowered his head and said, "Thank you, but I just want to go home alone. I accept your kindness... In fact, you also have something to do. I'm just willing to help others. Don't worry about that!"

Xiong Feng smiled and said, "Well, I think your martial arts are also good. Who can move you, a young master of the magic religion except a hooligan like me!"

Ouyang Jing was used to Xiong Feng's calmness and thoughtful suddenly like a mountain thief-like look, and couldn't help laughing.

The majestic wind is shining in front of my eyes.

Her smile can indeed make the bright moon lose its color.

Ouyang Jing hid her beautiful face in the high sleeves and flew back.

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Heavy rain in the evening.

In the sound of rain, the drops of water poured down from the eaves of the temple, weaving a piece of active water in front of Yang Jing. The cold brought by the rain made his spiritual platform refreshing, just like the detached temple in the mountains.

Raindrops hit the mud, plants, and water splashed. Every scene seems to contain an indescribable truth.

The calm voice said seriously behind him, "Xiaojing, be careful of the morning rain and autumn cold. If you accidentally catch a cold, it's not good for your weak body."

Yang Jing's eyes moved from the bottom up, crossed the green tiles on the top of the temple wall, and sent them to the far-reaching rain of the mountains. He said lightly, "Elder Huang has a heart. One drink and one be careful. If God really wants to kill me, Yang Jing, no one can save it."

Huang Jiniu said lightly, "There are still a lot of things waiting for you to do. If you are so depressed, how can you be worthy of Huang Ji Niu Dao who sent you? If it hadn't come forward, how could their empty mountain hidden nunnery break the practice of not entertaining male guests for 200 years and take you in."

Although Yang Jing did not look back, he just smiled.

A girl pushed the door and came in and said from Yang Jing and Huang Ji Niu, "This is some dry food. I think you can bring it to eat if you are hungry in the middle of the night."

"Oh, you have a heart! Put it here." Yang Jing came to pick it up to thank him.

"Why do you want to become a monk when you are so young and beautiful? Or the female host of this famous temple? There must be a tortuous story among them. Yang Jing saw that she still didn't want to leave, and probably had something to say.

There must be a tortuous story.

"Lord Yang! Are you laughing at Xiao Ni?" She sat aside and said.

Huang Jiniu sighed and said, "Thank you for your kindness. I have been idle and bored these days. I have borrowed a lot of classics from the Buddhist temple, and I have quite realized that fate is not, and I can't force it at all. As for the girl, I don't understand why you became a monk until now!"

The little girl said softly, "I haven't had my parents since I was a child. My master led me into the door. How can I go out of the house? This is my home. If there is anything else they need Jin Guang to say, only we will help each other. After saying that, the little girl got up and motioned to go out.

"Oh, I dare not bother to host you any more. We will stay for one night and leave." Yang Jing said with a straight face.

After the little girl closed the door, Huang Ji Niudao said to Yang Jing, "Can't you sleep?"

"What! I don't think so. Anyway, he is also a host. Yang Jing said and lay down on his back, crossing his hands in the back of his head and narrowing his eyes.

"hehe... I mean, if you can't sleep, I can call you martial arts, so that you can deal with some bad people in the future.

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