Chapter 49

An Yu was about to ask something again, when suddenly there were knocks on the door, and Lu Ping, who was standing in front of the door, opened the door a corner under the signal of the two.

"Excuse me," a Taoist boy in front of the door, wearing a blue Taoist uniform, smiled shyly at Lu Ping: "May I ask who is the seventh lady of the Yong'an Hou Mansion? Daoist Yingyang, please tell me."

Find yourself?Yan Xiaoqi stood up in confusion, and walked out the door under An Yu's equally confused gaze.

"My little girl is Miss Seven of Yong'an Hou Mansion, please lead the way." Yan Xiaoqi followed Xiaodaotong very politely, not even taking Luping with her.

She was not worried at all that someone would come to trouble her under the guise of others. The real person Yingyang was so famous that no one with a little brain would use the real person as an excuse.

After hundreds of years of repairs, Baiyun Temple has evolved from a small Taoist temple to today's No. [-] temple in the world.The small road paved with blue stones, with luxuriant towering trees on both sides of the road, this century-old Taoist temple is like an ink painting, slowly unfolding in front of her eyes.

There is no heavy luxury, just such a light and light, it has already made people feel unprecedented awe in their hearts when they walk all the way.

Yan Xiaoqi walked slowly behind Xiao Daotong, every step seemed to soothe her confused and restless heart.

"Miss Seven, the real person is in the courtyard, you go in, I will wait here and take you back to the wing later." Xiao Daotong explained clearly.

The towering camphor trees in the courtyard are trying to stretch their branches and leaves through the courtyard wall. This courtyard is obviously much larger than the other places, and the cleaning is also cleaner. Yan Xiaoqi glanced around without a trace, and felt relieved pushed open the door.

Under the tree, a man in black clothes and black hair was drinking tea with his back facing her, when he heard the sound, he just said faintly: "Come here."

Yan Xiaoqi was stunned. In the past few years, she had heard these two words almost every day. She walked up quickly, and saw a pair of sparkling peach blossom pupils with a strange halo on that ordinary face. , looking at her with a smile.

"Uncle Yu?"

Yan Xiaoqi couldn't help being startled, and watched the man with a free and easy posture slowly get up, and then, his slender fingers seemed to gently touch her cheek.

Her heart stalled in an instant, like a drum beating rapidly, and a sound was transmitted to the eardrum.

Finally, his fingers brushed her cheeks, landed on the top of her hair, and took off a yellowed dead leaf. The deep and mellow voice, with a bit of teasing, rang in her ears: "It's still so sloppy!" .”

Yan Xiaoqi's face instantly turned red into the sunset glow on the horizon, and he stared at him with big eyes aggrieved, trying to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything, the mist in his eyes gathered more and more, like an ocean breaking a bank, rolling and sliding down.

The man's joking words stopped in his throat immediately, his eyes flickered, he only stepped forward and pulled Yan Xiaoqi into his arms, wrapped his big hands around her back, and patted her awkwardly a few times: "Don't cry."

Yan Xiaoqi didn't know why she was crying, the grievances of the two lifetimes were like a mountain weighing heavily on her chest, she was flustered and at a loss, every time she tried to work hard, she would always do many things wrong.

The panic of the past few months seemed to have found an outlet the moment she saw Zhang Yu. She hugged Zhang Yu's waist with her backhand and cried very intently.

Xiyu, who always comes and goes alone in a chic way, looks at Yan Xiaoqi who is crying hard while hugging him, besides patting her on the back lightly, and softly persuading her, she doesn't know what to say. what.

From whimpering to crying loudly to hiccupping and choking, Yan Xiaoqi cried in many layers.In the end, he was really tired from crying, so he put all his weight on Xi Yu's body, including the tears and snot on his face.

"Are you done crying?" The front of his clothes was completely wet, Xi Yu tried his best not to throw her aside, and then went back to his room to change.

Yan Xiaoqi let out an indecent cry, and rubbed against him again: "This time it counts."

Want to have a next time? !Xi Yu's head is getting bigger, he now understands why Qiu Mu Yun Shui and the others are most afraid of women's tears, it really is troublesome.

"Why are you here?" It's already very strange to meet An Tian, ​​but now to meet Zhang Yu again, is it possible that Sun Bei, who wants her life wholeheartedly, will also appear here?

"You are here, why can't I?" Xi Yu pulled Yan Xiaoqi out of his arms, deeply regretting that he had just softened his heart and stepped forward to comfort him. With tears and snot all over his body, he couldn't use spells in the mortal world. Eyebrows are jumping.

Yan Xiaoqi was just asking casually. To her, things like time travel are mysterious and mysterious. Even if the question is detailed, she may not understand it!

"Are you that real person Yingyang?" No matter how people travel through time, they all have a glorious identity. Thinking of An Tian's reputation as the most beautiful man in the capital, it is impossible to say that his heart is not sour.

"No." Xi Yu picked up the front of his clothes, but still couldn't help getting up: "You wait for me first."

As he spoke, he quickly walked back to the room, quickly changed into clean clothes, and then sat down beside her under Yan Xiaoqi's comment.

"I am the master here."

The legendary temple master who can call the wind and rain, is omnipotent, and has all-powerful spells.

Click, Yan Xiaoqi's jaw dropped.

Why is she either a peasant girl or a concubine girl!The imbalance in her heart has risen to the extreme, and she subconsciously ignored the legendary temple master, who is already one or two hundred years old.

"You didn't come here to catch up with me, did you?" The voice of grinding teeth was mixed in the words, and Yan Xiaoqi was already thinking about whether to go up and bite him or kick him.

"I want to take in a closed disciple, are you interested?" Xi Yu didn't tease her any more, the magic-like crying just now seemed to be lingering in his ears.

Closed disciple?What is that?
"Am I going to become a monk?" Yan Xiaoqi didn't realize that he had no common sense at all.

"We are a Taoist temple, not a nunnery!" Xi Yu suddenly had a headache: "It's just a nice name, and it may help you avoid many troubles in the future."

trouble?Yan Xiaoqi thought about it, her biggest trouble was her dishonorable background.Thinking of the aunt who liked to make things difficult for her everywhere, and the old lady who liked to treat her as air, she suddenly had some expectations for this title.

"Being your disciple, can I live in the Taoist temple?" Her biggest dream is to eat and wait to die. Although the Taoist temple is a bit poor, there are fewer worries.

"It's okay to come and stay here once in a while." Xi Yu didn't want her to be dangling in front of his eyes all the time.

That's not bad, Yan Xiaoqi thought happily, she is a little transparent in the mansion, no one pays attention when she goes out, so if she has nothing to do, she can use the excuse of coming to the mountain to wander around, how good it is.

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Thanks to Jiang Jiang 567 for the peach blossom fan and sachet; thanks to Weilehai for the reward of peace talisman; thanks to the crazy girl for her sadness, the orange with heavy makeup, the little girl, book friend 160712201330922, the old dream of the empty city, cool mint, your money A gift from Jun Moxiao who has a girl and no umbrella, thank you to all the book friends who voted, thank you!
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