Chapter 90: The idiom of this seat explains nothing wrong

Chapter 90: The idiom of this seat explains nothing wrong

When Chu Yuning finally wakes up, it is already noon.

Musk dew is really a good thing. I slept last night and had no nightmare. He yawned and sat up slowly.

"Ink burning?"

The apprentice who has always loved bed more than he did not even sleep in the night last night.

No one cares.

He got up, rectified the dress, and smoggy long hair, while walking to the compartment of the wing. The Su embroidery screen depicting Yunyan Mountain is steamed with thin water vapor, and it seems that someone is bathing in the back.

"...burning."

Chu night was standing outside, and it was called again.

Still not responding.

Undoubtedly suspicious, Chu night Ning smashed the edge of the screen, after many times without fruit, he frowned and turned to the back of the screen.

This is the place where the head of the room is specially used for bathing, and there is a big eucalyptus bath in the middle. Chu night Ning glanced at the inside, the water inside was full of heat, but also sprinkled the traditional Chinese medicine flowers and plants already set up in the store, but only those who did not see the bath.

Can be left and right again, the ink burning the guy’s clothes is off the stack on the wooden frame.

Shouldn’t he take a shower and run out without clothes?

Chu nightning’s forehead was pumped, and the horrible thoughts were smashed down, and the lips were thin, and his face was quite ugly.

I was turning around and I was going to hear the sound of "snapping" behind me.

Chu Xiaoning turned back and saw only a few bubbles in the large wooden barrel covered by petal herbs.

- Is there someone inside?

When the singer came out, he heard the sound of "哗". A red/naked youth, like a dragon, came out of the bucket and was shocked by the late two steps.

The young man seemed to be suffocating under the water, so he didn’t hear the outsider’s call to him. He couldn’t stand it until he stood up, revealing the upper body, slamming the water on his hair, like a dog on the shore. The splash of water splashed on the night clothes of Chu.

"Ink burning!"

"Ah!" The man with his head squinted and squinted his eyes. He did not expect to see him when he came out. He was shocked. "Master!"

"you......"

The line of sight sweeps through the youth’s well-prepared body shape. The shoulders that have gradually opened up are already wide, the lines are fluent and tight, and the young tension is very strong. The water drops gather along the muscles of his chest and muscles, and slowly squat down. The sun shines with dazzling luster.

He is like those beautiful monks, half floating on the water, hair and eyes are wet, and even a few petals are spread between the hair.

The ink burned a pair of waterdrops on his face, laughing and smashing toward the night of Chu, and his hands were stacked on the side of the bucket. The shoulder blade was as relaxed as a leopard, looking up at him.

Chu nightning felt dizzy and hot, and subconsciously said: "What are you doing?"

"Bathing."

"morning?"

"Oh." Some guilty. In fact, I started to suppress the evil fire, so I wanted to make a cold. Later, the fire was suppressed, but I felt that the clothes were off. It would be better to take a shower. After washing and washing, I sneaked into the bottom of the water to practice the breath, and I was forced to hit the night.

"What a smirk?" Chu nightning frowned, his tone gradually became cold, and he used his picture to cover up his brain heat. "I don’t know how to wake me up early, I am here in a mess, and I throw a piece of West in the clothes." One piece, fit together -"

"Master. You... there is water here."

He slammed his hand and went to the side of Chu’s late face.

"Unification."

The ink burned, he forgot that his hand was wet, and he wiped his face with the night, only the more he wiped.

Chu nightning is standing in the same place, the air around it is cool, the face is very close, and the lips are slightly squatting, only the eyelashes may tremble.

It felt like I was training a hound, but I was lifted up by the sly dog ​​scorpion and arched.

"...dress and get out. We have to prepare to go back to the door."

In the end, Chu’s cold face was so cold that he left his face and went away.

It was just a place where there was no glimpse of ink, and his ears were red.

Just like where he didn’t see, there was also a pair of wet, complicated, but still eager eyes that couldn’t make him go home until the corner disappeared.

The cute smile on the face of the burning face disappeared, but it turned into an annoyance.

He shot the water in anger and picked up a face.

It’s a hell.

What is going on today?

I only saw him in the bath, just raised his hand and touched his face.

It’s hard to press the desire to go down, it’s harder...

"How did your clothes last so long?"

By the window, Chu night Ning returned to his face, his clothes fluttering, the fine hair shattered through the jade cheeks, and blamed for being impatient.

The smoldering cough is a few times, and it is vague: "I use steam to dry my hair, use it, use it, and slow down. Master does not blame."

It’s rare to see him speak so well, and Chu Evening looked at him unexpectedly and said: “When it’s been groomed, I’m going to pack things up. We’ll rent a fairy boat back later. I don’t want the sword, the horse is also tired. Walk the water, it’s quiet.”

"Oh, okay." The ink burned, didn’t dare to look at him, and coughed a few times.

Chu night Ning frowned: "What happened to your throat?"

"......It’s nothing."

Turned to the whole baggage, the two bought some dry food snacks in the store, and then went to the dock to rent a boat.

When the boat took the Yangtze River and went to the place where it could not work, it started the wooden wing and took the magic as a reference. Although not fast, but the victory is comfortable and secluded.

Eight days later, the two arrived at the death and death, and the boat stopped in front of the mountain gate.

The ink burned and opened the bamboo curtain, so that Chu Yuning first came out of the cabin, and then followed him. At this time, the moon was high, it was late at night, and the elders of Yu Heng had written in the letter that Xue Zhengyi did not have to send people. Ying, so the two climbed up the ranks, and at the entrance to the main entrance, they met four disciples.

"Yuheng Elder!"

"Ink son!"

The four disciples saw them, and somehow they flashed a glimpse of their faces. When the two of them reacted, these people slammed down and screamed: "Elders, sons, and people in the eyes are looking for Two enemies! The deity sent a flying pigeon to pass the book and let the two evade. It seems that this fat pigeon is still flying slowly, but it has not been sent! Elders, son, you go to the impermanent town to hide the limelight, you can Never go in!"

Chu night Ning narrowed his eyes and asked: "What happened to this?"

"It’s the people who are in the upper bounds, saying that the elders want to repair evil spirits, they will take you to Tianyin Pavilion for a trial!"

“Tian Yin Ge?” The ink burned and said, “Isn’t that the prison of the ten sects formed together to judge the unscrupulous?”

"Yeah! They rushed to the scene of Choi Butterfly Town!" One of the female disciples said, "Is the elders still remembering? It was the time you were blamed by the rod!"

"That is the most abused sorcerer and mortal. The Master has been punished. How can I suddenly turn up the old account and actually alarm the Tianyin Pavilion." The ink burned and frowned. "And, the evil is what happened?"

"The specifics are not clear to us, but the people who heard it said that the townspeople of Choi Die Town died in the evening, and the murder was a half-sex and half-ghost thing, as if instigated by someone. The ghost fairy is so strong that ordinary sporadicity can never drive her, so those who are in the upper cult are suspected... suspect that this is what the elders Yuheng did!"

Chu nightning: "..."

"Hey." The ink burned. "I am still what it is. This misunderstanding is just fine. Why do you hide?" Except for a mob, you say that you and the younger generation are in the limelight. You are a big demon, and you suspect that you are practicing evil spirits and raising ghosts to hurt people. Then let’s not do it, learn to concentrate on meditating at home. It is best to cultivate the immortals."

Chu Xiaoning did not laugh, he looked ugly, silent for a while, asked: "The people in Caidie Town are dead?"

"It is said that this is the case, no one is alive."

"..."

Chu nightning closed his eyes.

The female disciple saw him look different, and he was uneasy: "Elder?"

"This incident is not what I did, but it may be caused by my incomprehension. I am responsible, I can avoid it." Chu nightning slowly opened his eyes, "burning, follow me."

In the Wushan Hall, twelve entangled bronze lamps are lined up on both sides. Each of them is ten feet high. The nine layers of copper branches are stretched out. From top to bottom, from short to long, a total of 356 candles are fired. The lights of the halls of the dead and the dying are bright, like white.

On the temple, Xue Zhengyi was installed, and the leopard looked like a ring. Like a statue of iron, he was staring at the people below.

"Li Zhuangzhu, I will tell you the last time. The elders of Yu Heng are not in the party at the moment, and Xue Mou can be guaranteed by the head of the people. The matter of Choi Diezhen is not his deliberate. You are not convinced... That one......"

Mrs. Wang covered her sleeves and whispered something: "Yellow."

"Cough, you don’t trust the mouth of the female that yellow!" Xue Zhengyi waved his hand, and the momentum was awkward.

Mrs. Wang: "........."

In addition to the guardian disciples of the dead, there are more than 30 people standing under the temple. Almost all of them are dressed in bi-colored robes, arm-armed and dusty, and wearing silkworms into the sacred crown. It is the new beginning of the past years. The disciple of the show "Bi Tan Zhuang". The headed man is about fifty years old. Two beard-shaped squid, floating in the wind, isn’t Bitan Zhuang’s owner Li Wuxin?

Li Wuxin took a long beard and sneered: "Xue Zhangmen, my honourable faction is also the right way, so I will reason with you. Choi Butterfly Town is amazed after the elders of your party Yuheng and his disciples have demonized the demon." In addition to the three of them, Chen’s family has not had any dealings with any of the people who have cultivated the immortals. The evidence of the person’s identity is there. You must recognize it and you will recognize it if you don’t recognize it.”

Xue Meng, who was standing beside his father, couldn’t help himself. He shouted and said: "You **** and having a face? How many times have you been in the process of repairing the world? I watched one by one and watched myself ascended to heaven, and planted me when something happened. Master respects, where is the truth!"

"Xue Gongzi." Li Wuxin did not anger, but looked at him with a deep look. He smiled. "I heard the son of the phoenix being outside, and the person who called the phoenix was seen today. Oh, it was so conceived. I really let the old man open his eyes."

"you--!"

Li Wuxin leaped over his eyelids and turned to Xue Zhengxuan: "Xue Zhangmen, I am a stricter in the practice of the world. Once I intervene in this matter, I will thoroughly investigate it. If you insist on surrendering Yuheng, ink burning Waiting, the old man had to go to the world’s largest school of Confucianism, to come to preside over justice!"

Xue Zhengyi’s temper is fierce. Listening to him, he is quite arrogant: "Hey. I know that you are in good contact with the Confucianism, but even if Nangong Liu himself stands in front of me, I still have that sentence - no Paying people, this matter has nothing to do with Yu Heng."

Xue Meng also said: "Li Zhuang Lord please return. Go well and do not send."

"Is it a glimpse? I have seen it! They are so unreasonable and filthy!" The crowd suddenly burst into a man’s trembling voice. "At the time, the surnamed ink, stole my friend, we are polite. Gas up the mountain to find a saying, they also ruthlessly let us go! Li Zhuang, you have seen it? If it is continued by the dead and the death, the next revision can be finished!"

As soon as his voice fell, he heard a soft laugh at the entrance.

When the people turned back, they saw the darkness of the light and shadow. A young man with a scornful blue dress leaned against the lacquer carving door, and looked at the scene in the temple lazily.

The young man is very handsome, and the skin is still tight and delicate under such a candle, as if it will shine.

"Changgongzi, when did I steal your friend’s things?" The young man smiled softly and lovelyly. "You told me that the three are... No, maybe Rongji, I can’t remember. In short, the wonderful person, is it your friend, or your hoe? You are so honest, he is afraid to be sad."

It wasn’t someone else who cried over there. It’s the Yizhou rich businessman who said that he had to end up with the dead and dead.

Chang Gongzi jerked back and saw the ink burned out. The first thing was that the look changed, and then the light flashed in the eyes, and then suddenly screamed:

"Ink rain, you are a beast, nine children and I are the singer, and I am clear and white, and now he is poisoned by your group of demons, and you are dying to death. You - actually squirting blood, framing him!"

"What?" The ink burned and the eyes were slightly enlarged. "Is the nine dead?"

Chang Gongzi was angrily, and his eyes were tearful: "He is also a man in the town of Caidie. He went back to his hometown to visit relatives a few days ago. If he didn’t go, how can I know that you and your teacher are respectful? These evils! I will not go to Li Zhuang to seek justice!"

However, the ink burned against Rongji. He was surprised and then waved his hand with impatience: "What is the friendship, you are jealous, he is jealous? Hey, where are you innocent?"

"Ink, ink burning!" Chang Gongzi did not expect him to say this, horrified, "You, you do not know the turbulence of the big words! You, you -"

"Cough..." Mrs. Wang’s face could not be hanged.

However, Xue Zhengba’s eyes didn’t say anything. Hey, it’s not a good word to listen to. He thinks that the nephew said it is very reasonable, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Suddenly a sigh in the night, the sound is like Kunshan jade, the ice lake begins to solve, the indescribable low-pitched, and then a long bone, the line of beautiful hands...

Uncertainly fanned on the face.

"Spoofed slang, the singer’s confession is the public Shamu Wuyou no matter how poor friendship." Chu nightning black face appeared at the door, not very angry, "will give me a shame, squat at the door Even, don’t roll in!"

"Master!"

"Master!"

Xue Meng and the teacher were cold and could not see him. They were all shocked and happy, and they came to meet each other.

Xue Zhengxuan has wide eyes, but is annoyed and helpless: "Yu Heng, how come you suddenly came back?"

"If I don’t return, how long do you plan to stay alone?" Chu late Ning step into the Wushan Hall, a graceful face in the candlelight more like a fairy-like elegant and innocent. He stood in front of the Golden Temple in the main hall, nodded with Xue Zhengxuan, and then turned around, wide sleeves and scorn.

"The death of the dead, the night of Ning, the residence of the elders of Yu Heng, I heard that you have something to ask, but it is disrespectful." On the eyes of Li Wuxin’s shocked, the night of Ning Feng’s eyes was like a smoke, passing by, faint .

"Teach me to see you."

The author has something to say: Yesterday, if you didn’t get on the boat, you can board the ship today. Weibo [Muscle is the big devil], delete the ticket tomorrow morning~

I don’t know if anyone has forgotten Rong Jiu and Chang Gongzi, that is, the little donkey who bullied after the fish was born again, and the little girl who was bullied.

Small theater [review of each character]

Chu Xiaoning: I heard that everyone thinks that I am not attacking enough, huh, huh, ask for a high opinion.

Feeding the fish: I heard that everyone feels that my technique is not good, huh, huh, ask for a high opinion.

Xue Meng: I heard that everyone thinks that I am not straight enough, huh, huh, ask for a high opinion.

Teacher: I heard that everyone thinks that I am a black-hearted lotus, hehe, ask for a high opinion.

Ye Forgiveness: I heard that everyone thinks that I am a girl, huh, huh, ask for a high opinion.

Mei Hanxue: I heard that everyone feels that I have already appeared, huh, huh, ask for a high opinion.

Meat package: The last brother named Mei, no one thinks you have already appeared, huh, huh, not convinced me.

Everyday, I would like to thank all the small companions who are chasing the text.