I brought you here without telling other people in the Taoist temple. If other Taoists discover you, I will be punished.
Feng Ziyue watched the little old Taoist talk and snickered in her heart. You are a bad boy. You must be afraid of making some money. It is human nature to agree with other old Taoists. He nodded in agreement.
Feng Ziyue really didn't want to run around. He really wanted to calm down in the Taoist temple and think about his plan.
Donor, I will bring you three meals a day, and water to drink. There is a deep well in the courtyard, and there is firewood for the stove in the outhouse. The little old Taoist left the courtyard after giving instructions.
Huang Lang originally planned to come to the Taoist temple to meditate, but he bumped into Lan Lan yesterday. She seemed to be able to seduce the soul, and Huang Lang was so fascinated that he woke up and ran to find the old Taoist, and found the little old Taoist Lai Yangyang lying on the armchair and enjoying the sun.
Little master, where has that old man gone?
"Oh, he went for your beauty."
Huang Lang was very happy when he heard this. This old man did a good job with the money. It seems that he will be able to sleep with the beautiful Lanlan today and tomorrow.
Huang Lang's mind was full of people from Lanlan, and he was in a good mood. He whistled and returned to the courtyard. He had nothing to do and practiced magic in the courtyard. The three-ring circle whirred and danced. Although the old man used his power to suppress the three-ring circle and made no sound, However, Feng Ziyue, who was a master of spells next door, could tell that he could sense the slightest disturbance.
Feng Ziyue was lying on the bed thinking about her next plan. She was so happy thinking that Lan Feixia finally stopped pestering her. Leaving this tigress felt like letting go of a heavy burden. She was in a good mood. She crossed her legs and hummed a tune. Suddenly, a wave of Inexplicable power.
Although this kind of power was invisible, it made him panic. What was this? Feng Ziyue followed the direction of the power and came to the courtyard. He looked around and saw the vegetable garden and toilets to the west and the courtyard to the east. He quickly came to the wall and listened. When I heard something moving, I slowly climbed up the wall and saw the yellow wolf moving three rings to get excited!
I went and was so frightened that Feng Ziyuechu sneaked onto the pile of firewood. He was bragging that he was not afraid of the Yellow Wolf. There were many reasons. First, this was the headquarters of the Xishan Sect with many escorts. Secondly, the Yellow Wolf had real power. A talented and learned person, although he is hateful, he is not someone who can be killed if he wants to!
Feng Ziyue calmed down for three seconds and shook his head. He must have seen it wrong. It couldn't be such a coincidence. He slowly stood up and carefully looked around. Damn it, yes, it's the yellow wolf.
Feng Ziyue ran away without saying a word.
Running out of the Taoist temple, the wind blew, and he frowned, "Why are you running? This old guy appeared inexplicably in an inconspicuous Taoist temple and medical clinic. There must be something big, otherwise, he would not be able to appear in such a bad place. Once he comes, he will be in peace. If you have a chance, kill the yellow wolf. If you don’t have a chance, you can also inquire about the news and see before talking."
Feng Ziyue, an expert in art, was so bold that he returned to the inner courtyard of the Taoist temple. It was curiosity that killed the cat!
He stayed behind closed doors and walked back and forth in the house, looking at a shabby and incomprehensible portrait hanging in the corner. The portrait looked like a pagoda but was not a pagoda, and looked like a temple but was not a temple. There were messy and crooked words on the painting. Looking very mysterious, Feng Ziyue stood in front of the portrait and muttered seriously, "Bless me, kill the Yellow Wolf and seize the Xishan Sect, even if there are countless casualties, it doesn't matter."
When Feng Ziyue was praying sincerely, a gust of wind blew the portrait up, and she discovered that there was a painting on the back of the portrait. When she turned around and looked at it, she saw a picture of a falling beauty. The beauty was so badly groped by the little old Taoist that her beard was scratched out. Got it!
Feng Ziyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She squirmed. It turned out that the back looked like an abstract painting. It turned out that there was something fishy about it. This little old Taoist had a sweet temperament, Oye.
He looked around to see if there was no one in the yard, closed the window gently, took down the portrait of the beauty and sat on the bedside, stroking the portrait. His mind was filled with thoughts, which was so exciting!
Crunch, swish, swish, a flash, Lan Feixia stood in front of her, just in time to see Feng Ziyue caressing the beauty picture.
Feng Ziyue was stunned, Lan Feixia took the picture of the beauty and said angrily, "Good boy, you are duplicitous and you are not a villain. You said you came to the Taoist temple to meditate. Holy shit, it turns out you are looking for excitement with the picture of the beauty!"
Feng Ziyue waved her hands and shook her head to explain, but Lan Feixia told her to shut up.
"Good boy, your special code is so shameless. Look at you. You've stroked the portraits of beauties until they're wet and have beards. They're about to become cultural relics. You're a gangster, you're a stinking gangster, ugh."
Lan Feixia grinned, rolled her arms and sleeves, and blew her nails to scratch him.
Feng Ziyue was so angry that he just groaned and slapped his mouth, "It's a special size. I'm a cheap hand. I shouldn't have taken off the painting just now. I really didn't blow up the painting, no."
Humph, explanation is cover-up, cover-up is fact, I'll scratch you shameless scoundrel to death.
Feng Ziyue himself was afraid of Lan Feixia and couldn't hit or scold him. He was stunned for a moment and scratched more than ten scratches from his forehead to his neck. The flesh and skin were peeled off and blood flowed.
As the saying goes, rabbits bite when they are anxious, and people will bite when they are anxious. Feng Ziyue was so angry that she hugged Lan Feixia's thigh and bit her, making the sound of a wolf dog. Lan Feixia was not afraid of him biting people, but was afraid of dogs. She knew that rabies was difficult to treat and could cause problems easily.
She hurriedly pushed Feng Ziyue, and the two of them were fighting each other. Lan Feixia saw that it was a little difficult to break free. The boy held her thigh tightly and bit her. Although it hurt, she felt happy inside. There was a man biting her thigh. It was particularly exciting, and she looked like she was enjoying it, "Wow, bite my thigh harder, it feels so good, oh yeah!"
Huh!
...!
Crazy, crazy, this guy is crazy. Feng Ziyue was stunned for a moment, and Lan Feixia unexpectedly held Feng Ziyue down and bit her with all her strength!
She bit and scratched, and holy shit, Lan Feixia made a wolf-dog sound on purpose, and Feng Ziyue thought she really had rabies, so she tried to push away, "I'm going to get out of here, rabies, you stinky bitch, stay away from me!"
Lan Feixia became even more excited when she saw that Feng Ziyue was afraid of pushing her.
The two of them rolled from the head of the bed to the door of the room, from the door of the room to the bottom of the bed, and from under the bed to the courtyard. Lan Feixia opened her mouth wide and laughed wildly. Feng Ziyue covered her mouth with all his strength, "Don't yell. The yellow wolf is next door."
Lan Feixia was stunned for two seconds, "What did you say?"
The yellow wolf is next door.
Lan Feixia took a deep breath, cheerfully raised her arms, slapped, slapped, slapped her in the face, and the slaps made Feng Ziyue gather her spirit one after another. How could he be in such an inconspicuous Taoist temple and medical center!"
Feng Ziyue kicked her legs, rolled her eyes, and remained motionless.
"Hey, hey, don't pretend to be dead. I'll count one, two, three. If you don't get up, I'll burn you to death."
"One, two, three, three, two, one." Lan Feixia called many times, but Feng Ziyue didn't respond. She was very angry, and her curiosity got the better of her. She flew up the wall to the old yellow wolf who was chatting and laughing with the old Taoist in the house.
(End of chapter)
