Shen Lang looked at the meat porridge that was brought to his lips, and then looked at the charming face in front of him. He twitched the corners of his mouth and slowly opened his mouth.
She was feeding porridge.
He looked at her.
One spoonful at a time, I quickly poured it into a small bowl.
However, the other party's gaze was too naked, without any hesitation, and it landed directly on her face, with no intention of moving away. In addition, the two of them didn't talk much, and the room was quiet. I could only smell the clinking of bowls and spoons, and the slight sound of swallowing.
After a while, the atmosphere in the room became a little strange.
Liu Yingying slowly became sullen.
Are the eyes on her face?
Liu Yingying couldn't feed her anymore. For a moment, she bit her lip and speeded up the movements of her hands. Unexpectedly, the next moment, Shen Lang suddenly raised his hand without any warning and grabbed her wrist.
Because his movement was too sudden, Liu Yingying just happened to lift the spoon. When his movement disturbed her, she was startled. The spoon in her hand instantly fell to the ground, and the porridge on the spoon also turned over. It sprinkled on the ground, and some splashed on the two people's robes.
Liu Yingying was stunned for a moment, but before she could react, the next moment she saw Shen Lang grabbing her hand and pulling her into his arms.
Liu Yingying was startled, then she realized what she was doing. Her face suddenly swelled, she glared at Shen Lang and said, "What are you doing? You... have a good meal."
After saying that, thinking of this man's bad habits, seeing Shen Lang pursed his lips and looking down at him with dark eyes, Liu Yingying's face suddenly heated up, and she suddenly said with a vigilant look on her face: "You...what are you going to do? You...you haven't recovered from your injury."
Liu Yingying raised her hand and put it on Shen Lang's chest. However, the moment she put it up, she remembered the injury on his chest and immediately shrank back, looking at him nervously.
Seeing how busy she was, Shen Lang curled his lips slightly, then tapped his chin towards the meat porridge in her hand and said, "Continue."
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his eyes and landed on her plump and bright red lips. He narrowed his eyes and leaned close to Liu Yingying's ear, whispering: "Use your mouth."
When Liu Yingying heard this, she was suddenly stunned. The next moment, her face turned red and she wanted to slap the bowl of porridge in her hand on his face.
Seeing that she was unmoved.
Not long after, Shen Lang lowered his head and took the bowl in his mouth. He poured a mouthful of meat porridge in his mouth. Then, he lowered his head and pressed it hard on Liu Yingying's lips. He drank the porridge in his lips one by one. In her mouth, she only asked vaguely: "Who made the porridge?"
Liu Yingying whimpered and struggled.
However, he didn't give her any room to reply. He snatched the porridge from her mouth one after another, licked every inch of her clean, and said in her ear: " Meat and fish are prohibited in the temple, this is your punishment for violating the precepts."
As soon as he finished speaking, another mouthful of meat porridge came in.
She fed him the first half of the bowl with her own hands.
She whimpered and was fed the second half of the bowl by him.
Chapter 131
That day, Liu Yingying left the Zen room in a rage.
Three days later, the group of people who had been cultivating in Hanshan Temple for ten days started to return to Shen's house.
The night before leaving, Wu Yong had prepared his carriages and horses and came to report: "Young Master, I have sent elite secret guards to deploy on the entire way back to the city. If anyone comes to invade, they will never return."
After a pause, he asked again: "When will we set off tomorrow? Can I go down and inform Miss Liu in advance?"
Wu Yong arranged everything in detail.
Unknowingly, the low-status Miss Liu was brought to the level of the real master.
But he saw Shen Lang standing in front of the window, staring at the dark night outside. After a while, he slowly turned the jade ring on his thumb, and suddenly said: "We will set off at dawn."
After a pause, he glanced in a certain direction, and suddenly said: "Let's place her in the temple first."
Shen Lang said thoughtfully.
Although he didn't mention his name, Wu Yong reacted immediately and said with some surprise: "Young Master, you are not bringing Miss Liu back to your home this time?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he thought about the recent situation between North Korea and China, and also thought about the dangers that the Shen family might face in the future, and——
Wu Yong said slowly: "Then I have to ask my subordinates to go and talk to Miss Liu... say something?"
However, Shen Lang was silent for a long time after hearing this, and then suddenly changed his mind and said: "Proceed as originally planned."
Wu Yong was startled again, seeming to be more and more surprised.
The master was always decisive in dealing with matters and never sloppy. It was rare to see him indecisive, especially when it came to women.
Surprised, he took the order and said: "Then go down to the inner courtyard and report."
The next day, before dawn, Liu Yingying was awakened by Tao Yao early. She had always had the habit of drowsiness because of the heart-eating pills. The temple was quiet and quiet, and she felt that it was more suitable to fall asleep than at Shen's house. After two days of traveling, I miraculously lost some sleep.
Maybe it was because of how many lives he had in hand, or maybe it was because of the growing... entanglement with Shen Lang, plus Zheng Xueyun's warnings and threats that day——
I don’t know what my situation will be like when I return home this time.
So, before leaving, Liu Yingying went around to the main hall to burn incense.
The main hall was half burned and was being repaired at the moment. Everything was messy. Even the face of the Bodhisattva in the main hall was blackened by the smoke, but he still stood there with majesty and kindness. Liu Yingying felt a lot more at ease after bowing. .
When I came out, I unexpectedly met Abbot Xuanzhen at the entrance of the hall.
Abbot Xuanzhen smiled at her, nodded, and said, "Donor Liu."
Liu Yingying hurriedly said: "Master Xuanzhen."
Master Xuanzhen's eyes fell on her face, and after looking at her for a moment, he said: "Donor Liu was staying in the temple for a short time, but he suffered such a misfortune because of the poor care of the temple. I feel extremely ashamed for this."
As he spoke, Master Xuanzhen bent down and gave a slight salute to Liu Yingying, and said: "The temple has been undergoing renovations recently, and the reception is not good enough. I'm afraid the temple will be closed for a few months. When the temple is repaired, Donor Liu will come again." This temple will definitely treat you well."
Master Xuanzhen has kind eyes and kind eyes.
Liu Yingying was immediately flattered and continued to pay homage: "What the master said is just a bad person doing evil, how can you blame the temple."
Then he smiled lightly and said: "Hanshan Temple is quiet and elegant, and Buddhism has no boundaries. It's a pity that the little girl is dull by nature. I will definitely visit you more in the future, so that I can get some wisdom."
Liu Yingying spoke in a charming and charming manner.
When Master Xuanzhen heard this, the smile in his eyes grew deeper.
While the two were chatting, the sound of a carriage driving was heard at the foot of the steps outside the square of the main hall. Liu Yingying and Master Xuanzhen looked at them together, and saw Wu Yong holding the carriage slowly stopping at the foot of the steps in the distance. , there were no guards surrounding the carriage.
The carriage stopped there quietly. After a while, a slender jade-like hand gently opened the dark purple curtain from the inside.
Sitting in the carriage was a black figure, Shen Lang, who opened the curtain and looked straight in their direction.
That sharp and sharp gaze fell on Liu Yingying's face from a hundred steps away.
With their eyes facing each other, Liu Yingying bit her lip slightly, lowered her eyes, and avoided the unconcealed gaze.
Shen Langfeng raised his eyes slightly.
At this time, Master Xuanzhen's voice suddenly sounded, and he smiled faintly and said: "Junior Brother Xuanjue was led up the mountain by Master back then. He was only seven years old at that time, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed." ”
Master Xuanzhen pinched the beard under his chin, looked at the figure in the carriage in the distance, and said with emotion.
Junior Brother Xuanjue?
This title was so unfamiliar that Liu Yingying paused for a while before realizing who she was referring to.
The corners of his mouth suddenly twitched slightly.
After such a long time, Liu Yingying was still a little unable to connect the monk and Shen Lang in any way.
What surprised her even more was that this man was actually of a very high seniority. He was actually a close disciple of Master Yuanyi and the younger brother of Abbot Xuanzhen.
Two masters who are famous all over the world and have profound Buddhist knowledge, but what they taught is this--stuff.
Thinking of the scene of being "bullied" in his arms that day, as well as that day when she was pulling out the arrow at the foot of the cliff, under the eyes of Master Xuanzhen, for some reason, Liu Yingying's face swelled slightly, and she felt a little inexplicable. Feeling weak.
The Bodhisattva, sitting under the Buddha's seat, is simply...unreasonably ashamed.
Suddenly, at this moment, Master Xuanzhen continued: "Junior brother has a very high level of enlightenment and excellent practice. He is actually more intelligent than Lao Na. However, the master said that his worldly ties are still intact and he is not suitable for becoming a monk. Therefore, I haven’t ordained or ordained my junior brother for so many years——”
Speaking of this, Master Xuanzhen suddenly turned his head and looked at Liu Yingying, looking at it intently, and then said: "Junior brother has been practicing in the temple for nine years. During these nine years, he has never broken the precepts and been punished. However, , since last month, I have repeatedly gone to the mountain to be punished, and repeatedly violated the precepts. I wonder if I have met the fate that Master mentioned."
Master Xuanzhen seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and spoke thoughtfully.
Liu Yingying was startled when she heard this.
I just felt that Master Xuanzhen's gaze was like a torch, as if he could penetrate into the depths of her heart at a glance. Everything in the world seemed to have nowhere to hide in his eyes.
Liu Yingying couldn't help but think of how Master Xuanzhen spotted her in the crowd one day on the top of the mountain.
You shouldn't be able to tell anything.
In the midst of surprise, I saw Liu Yingying, who was as wise as a fool and didn't understand: "Master, what are you telling me about this?"
Master Xuanzhen smiled and said, "Just a few chats."
As soon as he finished speaking, he glanced at the sky and said, "It's getting late, and it's time for the donor to get on his way."
With that said, Master Xuanzhen walked into the hall with his Buddhist beads.
Liu Yingying hurriedly turned around and said goodbye to the abbot.
When he turned around and walked down to the main hall, he saw Wu Yong jumping off the carriage and paying homage to Liu Yingying from a distance: "Miss Liu."
As soon as he finished speaking, the dark carriage curtain opened from the inside. After a while, Shen Lang poked his head out, glanced at Liu Yingying who was slowly descending on the steps, and then slowly got out of the carriage.
At this time, Liu Yingying had already walked to the carriage and raised her eyes to look at Shen Lang. He was seriously injured and didn't know how to recover. He was "jumping up and down" frequently. A few days ago, Wu Yong even said that he was going to die or live. What happened? .
Liu Yingying sneered at the corner of her mouth and glanced at Wu Yong.
Wu Yong immediately touched his nose and avoided Liu Yingying's gaze.
Anyway, he is his own body, he doesn't care, and Liu Yingying, an outsider, doesn't bother to care.
Then, he looked around again towards the carriage, and there was just a carriage.
She and Shen Lang were alone in the same car?
The last time I went out with Shen Yueling, I met Shen Ye. On the way back, we were traveling together in a carriage. When we got off the carriage, we were bumped into by the Shen family and almost caused a lawsuit.
Shen Lang didn't avoid taboos this time?
While she was pondering, Shen Lang suddenly raised his palm and handed it to her. Liu Yingying raised her eyes and glanced at him. After hesitating for a moment, she pursed her lips and put her hand in his palm, and he supported her. Slowly got on the carriage.
This is Shen Lang's car. It is not as luxurious and gorgeous as imagined. It is simple and simple everywhere, but it is a kind of low-key luxury.
I saw that the carriage was very spacious, and there was even a soft couch inside. There was a small table on the couch, with a chessboard on it, a tea set, and several plates of exquisite tea snacks and fruits.
