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Chapter 252 This woman should only exist in heaven!

That's right.

She is Wu Qianqian.

Political Commissar Zhao Liu Yifeng’s girlfriend of ten years.

Ex-girlfriend to be exact.

At Liu Yifeng's wedding, he even threatened her with death in exchange for Liu Yifeng's change of heart.

After a final trial, I finally got rid of my knot.

Then he swore to become a monk and spend his whole life with only Qingdeng, ending his life.

And a very important reason why she was able to untie her knot was because of the appearance of Yang Chen.

If there was no Yang Chen.

Liu Yifeng's wedding might have turned into a funeral.

Yang Chen also received a dagger used by Emperor Qianlong. It was the weapon Wu Qianqian used to threaten Liu Yifeng to commit suicide. After untying her knot, she threw it away casually.

[Xianfeng Temple] is a Taoist temple. Zhong Xiaowei’s aunt is also a female Taoist priest, but Wu Qianqian is clearly dressed like a monk.

Yang Chen is lustful, and as his personal bodyguard, Zhong Xiaowei naturally knows that.

What's more, Yang Chen is a young, promising, wealthy, and energetic young man.

As soon as these words came out.

Just... quite bald...

Logically speaking, it was originally her money.

But since that time when I picked her up from the wedding venue and said goodbye, there has been no news about her.

Damn it.

and.

Only after being picked up by Yang Chen did he realize its value.

Since Liu Yifeng found him last time, he gave him a bank card worth 100,000 yuan, saying that if Yang Chen knew the whereabouts of Wu Qianqian, he hoped he could help pass it on, which was a small way to make up for her.

At this time.

A typical boring man!

"Wu Qianqian, do you still remember me?

Seeing Wu Qianqian lowering her head and turning around, without even looking at herself, she was about to lead the way. Yang Chen looked at her slender back, smiled, and asked.

did not expect.

how to say.

Not only was the person opposite him a monk, but she was also his senior aunt.

Finally, it sold for 300 million at Christie's auction.

He looked back at Yang Chen.

He actually became a monk at [Xianfeng Temple].

after that.

obviously.

There are thousands of beauties in this world, why should you have a good one?

Zhong Xiaowei's dry cough immediately made Yang Chen react.

It's as if the world is missing.

Especially the scar on a bald head is really dazzling.

but.

It was so damn awkward for Yang Chen and Xie Xinran to look into the passenger glove box while they were talking in the car.

So what's the big deal?

She looked up.

The slender figure trembled slightly.

boss.

His eyes were too naked and he was misunderstood by this boy.

This kid.

This.

The same thing happened last time at Xie Xinran's jewelry base. Before getting out of the car, this guy reminded me that there was something in the co-pilot's glove box...

Yang Chen was also thinking, should he give her some of the money from the dagger auction?

This woman is indeed not easy.

Seeing Yang Chen staring straight at Master Baifa with a strange look in his eyes, Zhong Xiaowei couldn't help coughing twice, then smiled naively and reminded:

"Mr. Yang, let's go."

but.

Yang Chen didn't know where Wu Qianqian came from with this dagger.

and many more?

Men, it’s normal to be horny.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

The corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.

But soon.

The arc then converged back.

The look in his eyes also became calm and restrained in a moment.

but.

She nodded anyway.

Smile.

He expressed that he recognized Yang Chen.

Yang Chen also smiled and didn't ask any more questions.

Let’s put Wu Qianqian’s matter aside for now.

It’s important to get down to business.

"Uh~"

"This one……"

"Do you know?"

Zhong Xiaowei looked very surprised.

Judging from the way they flirted with each other, it seemed like...

Ok.

Zhong Xiaowei was convinced.

Boss Yang is really not a romantic person, even a nun. Well, no wonder Miss Liu Ruyan wants to marry him. Boss, I am convinced of you in every aspect except your strength!

Yang Chen naturally didn't know what Zhong Xiaowei was thinking.

Hearing this, he nodded.

"I had an unforgettable experience with her."

Thinking of what happened between her and Liu Yifeng, Yang Chen couldn't help but feel a little sad.

but.

Zhong Xiaowei heard an unforgettable experience?

Ok.

boss.

Sure enough, I guessed it.

Zhong Xiaowei smiled innocently and said nothing more.

It's just inevitable that I feel a little emotional.

Men, it’s better not to be too fussy and be more affectionate and dedicated.

Otherwise it will be too harmful to women.

The reason why Sister Baichen became a nun may be due to emotional factors...

Zhong Xiaowei doesn't like to meddle in other people's business.

I don't like to talk too much.

The reason why I asked a few more questions today and thought about it a little more is because Master Baichen is the disciple of Master’s grandmother. If you don’t look at the monk’s face and look at the Buddha’s face, you will inevitably be a little concerned.

but.

I can't explain emotional things clearly.

Naturally, he wouldn't ask any more questions.

then.

Wu Qianqian, to be precise, the nun whose Buddhist name is [Bi Chen], clasped her hands together, lowered her head, and led the way.

Yang Chen and the two followed behind.

The three of them climbed up the ladder.

But there was no words all the way.

Three hundred and thirty-three stone steps.

Not too far.

But it’s not much.

A one-story residential building with about 20 steps.

Three hundred and thirty-three steps, almost like a 15-story building.

Walking up in one breath is still a bit difficult for ordinary people - at least Yang Chen was out of breath and looked like he was less than exercising.

But the slender Wu Qianqian.

and lean Zhong Xiaowei.

But when he walked, his feet were full of wind, and he didn't seem to be stagnant at all.

Compare two phases to one.

Yang Chen couldn't help but smacked his lips and cursed secretly. He must be self-disciplined and exercise after returning.

Even if you are about to collapse from exhaustion.

I can only collapse on the girl's belly from exhaustion...

Finally reached the top.

Yang Chen sat down on the last stone step, breathing heavily, and was about to regain his strength a little.

At this time.

I saw a white, thin, ethereal figure holding a fly whisk, walking slowly towards me.

Saw this figure.

Yang Chen's heart suddenly jumped.

My brain felt dizzy.

I only feel that the sun, moon, mountains, rivers, flowers, birds, insects, beasts, and all living things between the sky and the earth have suddenly disappeared. In my eyes, there is only this white shadow that seems to have emerged from the dust.

This white shadow.

It was as if his feet never touched the ground.

Like a nine-day fairy.

Flying towards him.

Suddenly.

Yang Chen felt like he could hardly breathe.

There was just a feeling of suffocation.

Is this a human being?

Or a fairy?

Yang Chen bit his lip hard.

The strong stinging sensation finally made him regain some sense and anger.

He swallowed hard.

Staring at the white shadow.

in mind.

There is only one problem.

people?

Or a fairy?

"Master!"

At this time.

Seeing the white shadow, Wu Qianqian respectfully called Master, then clasped her hands together and greeted him with a low eyebrow.

"Master's aunt and grandma."

"Hello there!"

"We meet again."

Zhong Xiaowei was also beaming.

Showing his big white teeth.

Say hello warmly.

Hear the words.

Yang Chen's pupils suddenly shrank. And as the white figure that floated and slowly walked closer and closer to him, he only had three words in his heart: Impossible!

If I have to add two more words.

That is.

Absolutely impossible!

because.

Just based on looks.

This white figure looked to be about twenty years old at most.

She wore a white silk robe.

Slightly antique.

It has a bit of the elegant and beautiful style of the Wei and Jin Dynasties. As you walk, the corners of your clothes are flying and the hem of your skirt is fluttering, matching the green bamboo forest behind you.

It's really like a fairy descending to earth.

She has white hair.

Like silver thread.

Like snow.

The ends of her hair were gently pulled into a bun and tied behind her head.

She is tall.

Also very thin.

At first glance, her slender figure made her look very elegant and beautiful.

At last.

It was her face that was cold, as white and tender as a shelled egg, as if it were otherworldly, and so beautiful that it made people look away from all things in the world.

What kind of face is that?

pretty?

Exquisite?

Beautiful?

Shocked?

No, no!

Yang Chen searched his guts, but for a moment, he couldn't find the right words to describe this shocking beauty.

Yes.

Xie Xinran and Mu Qingzhi were the most beautiful women he had ever seen in real life before this. It could be said that as soon as they appeared, everything around them would instantly dim.

But this woman in front of me.

Her appearance.

But everything in the world seemed to have disappeared without a trace.

The light of the sun and moon suddenly seemed so insignificant in front of her.

Yang Chen didn't know what Jiutian Xuannv and Yaochi Fairy were like.

If there is.

Then this should be what this woman looks like.

but.

she was.

Turns out to be Zhong Xiaowei’s aunt and grandma?

Wu Qianqian’s master?

Yang Chen didn't ask specifically how old Zhong Xiaowei's grandfather was, but he should be around sixty or seventy years old at least.

This woman is his grandfather's junior sister.

and.

There was a relationship between the two.

and so.

There can't be a big difference in age.

At least you must be in your fifties or sixties, right?

But the woman in front of her, based on her appearance alone, is only twenty years old at most.

He looks smaller than himself.

This?

Could it be.

Are there really enlightened cultivators in this world?

Otherwise there is no way to explain it!

At this time.

The white figure was getting closer and closer, already so close that it was within reach.

And Yang Chen's breathing couldn't help but become rapid, and the blood all over his body seemed to be burning, making him feel hot and panicked.

but.

When he thought that the fairy in front of him might actually be older than his grandmother, Yang Chen suddenly felt that his body was no longer so hot.

"Blessings and Immeasurable Heavenly Lord!"

"My distinguished guest has arrived. I apologize for any delay in welcoming you."

At this time.

The fairy holding a fly whisk saluted Yang Chen.

The sound is ethereal and distant.

Listening to it, it seems that in an instant, it purifies the mind and cleanses the soul, making people feel more happy and comfortable.

Yang Chen followed suit and quickly returned the favor.

"Good, good, Ami... eh? No, hello, Taoist Master, may you have endless life and blessings!"

Facing Zhong Xiaowei's aunt and grandma, Yang Chen was a little stuttered when he spoke. To be honest, he hadn't been so reserved in a long time.

Hear the words.

The fairy smiled lightly.

He didn't mind Yang Chen's slip of the tongue, but made a gesture of invitation: "This way, layman, I've prepared some light food and wine. Please take a seat, layman."

Done.

Not waiting for Yang Chen to respond.

Just turn around and walk.

Somehow, her words seemed to have magic power.

Yang Chen originally wanted to refuse.

But when it comes to the mouth, it turns into a full response.

Then he followed her involuntarily, and there were bursts of fragrant wind between his mouth and nose.

Yang Chen smacked his lips.

Is this really an old woman?

impossible.

Absolutely impossible!

Yang Chen still didn't want to believe the fact before him.

moment.

The group walked around the bamboo forest and arrived at the famous [Xianfeng Temple].

to be frank.

Although I know that the original building of [Xianfeng Temple] has been completely destroyed, I heard that some Taoist priests have rebuilt it on the original site in recent years.

before coming.

He had some expectations for this thousand-year-old Taoist temple, a treasured land on the Lingshan Mountain where Taoist priests were said to have emerged and ascended.

But when I saw the true appearance of [Xianfeng Temple] now, I couldn't help but be disappointed.

That's it?

The [Xianfeng Temple] in front of you is an ordinary, simple wooden two-story building.

There is a pavilion on the left and right.

That's it.

In the middle of the two-story building, there is a black plaque hanging: [Xianfeng Temple].

Apart from that, there is nothing else.

Compared with the Huaguang Taoist Temple opposite, which has spectacular peaks, cascading eaves and carved beams, it looks like a simple thatched house.

Although it is a reconstruction.

But this is too crude.

but.

Although simple, the landscape layout, planning and sanitation outside the Taoist temple are very delicate and artistic, and it is also very clean and tidy.

The wine and rice prepared by my aunt and grandma are in the pavilion on the left.

Master's aunt and grandma, dressed in white and with silver hair, entered the pavilion first.

Then Yang Chen was invited to take a seat.

Then he sat down and poured a full glass of wine into Yang Chen's glass with his own hands.

The wine is very fragrant.

It hits your nose with bursts of fruity and floral aroma.

I don’t know what kind of wine it is?

But the food is indeed mediocre.

Green vegetables, tofu, radish.

The only meaty bowl was a steamed crucian carp, and the appearance was just average.

Master's aunt and grandma also poured a glass of wine into her own cup.

Then he raised his glass and took the initiative to salute Yang Chen.

to be frank.

Yang Chen is now flattered.

Second, my mind is full of questions.

How could I dare to allow this fairy-like person to treat me with such courtesy?

Also.

Aren’t Taoist priests also monks?

Can I drink?

Can you eat meat?

If he breaks the precept for his own sake, Yang Chen would not dare to drink this glass of wine.

after all.

The fairy-like sister opposite me, no, the fairy-like grandma, is not only strong in martial arts, but also proficient in Feng Shui and arithmetic.

A person who practices Taoism should have a pure heart and few desires.

I'm not a big shot.

I don't even deserve this courtesy.

and so.

Perhaps she had some other motive for toasting herself a glass of wine, right?

At this time.

Seeing Yang Chen holding the wine glass, hesitating and looking hesitant, the master's aunt and grandma smiled slightly and said calmly: "You don't have to worry too much, layman."

"If you seek immortality and ask for immortality, you will cultivate the great path."

"People in the sect may have some taboos."

"I am not a member of the sect now, and I have no dietary taboos. Drinking alcohol and eating fishy food are both for hospitality and nutritional needs. It doesn't matter."

At this point, the master's aunt and grandma changed the topic.

"Of course, I rarely drink alcohol, and I don't even like eating fishy food. Today I prepared some thin wine with fishy food, and I drank and ate with the layman. I really don't hide anything from each other. I really want to ask for something."

Done.

Master's aunt and grandma should raise the glass first and drink it all in one gulp.

The drinking posture, coupled with her white clothes and her peerless appearance, are really elegant to the extreme.

Yang Chen's eyes were stunned.

It wasn't until his aunt and grandma showed the bottom of the cup to him and frowned slightly that he realized what he was doing and subconsciously drank the wine in one gulp.

Drink up.

Yang Chen secretly thought something was wrong.

Oops.

Got hooked.

really.

A sudden whirlwind came.

Yang Chen's eyes darkened.

He just fell unconscious.

(End of this chapter)