"It's you."
The old Taoist was a little surprised when he saw his face.
Sitting at the opposite table was a young woman wearing a gauze skirt and with her hair hanging down. The woman had a slender figure, unlike Xiaojiabiyu, and she did not have strong features like some tall women.
The body is covered with a thin veil of green water, the shoulders are like cut into jade, the waist is like jade, and the skin is like fat and blue.
She is charming, boneless and charming, and this person is none other than Qiao Aunt.
"Ma'am, I'll say goodbye during the day. You'll be fine tonight." Aunt Qiao sat on the chair, looked at the old man, and said with a smile on her face. Her look on her face made it obvious that she had expected the old man's arrival.
The old Taoist glanced at the woman and did not speak in a hurry.
He looked around and examined the furnishings of the room, making sure that there were no secret doors or secret passages that could hide people. The woman in front of him was really the only one in the room.
He just felt the master's aura, which seemed to be emanating from this woman. It seemed that the woman had some hidden skills during the day. The woman at this time did not look as simple as she did during the day.
Looking at the old Taoist look, Aunt Qiao chuckled and said, "Master, are you looking for someone?"
The old Taoist came back to his senses, stared into the woman's eyes, and said, "Girl, I know the purpose of this poor Taoist coming here."
The old man was not a fool. Judging from the nonchalant look on his face, he stayed up late at night and brightly lit the room. There were no books or other things on the table. He was obviously waiting for someone.
This person is probably waiting for him.
He couldn't figure out how the woman in front of him knew that she would come tonight. The two of them didn't talk about anything during the day, and the boy in red robe couldn't guess it. It was impossible for Li Qing to tell a woman about that.
The two men looked at each other.
A few seconds later, Aunt Qiao stood up, turned her back, and walked back and forth.
The old Taoist doesn't know what kind of tricks the other party is playing. If you want to talk, just say it. You don't have to stand up like this and walk back and forth.
The woman stopped, turned around, smiled at the old Taoist and said, "Fengmian Mountain."
The three words "Fengmian Mountain" exploded in Lao Dao's ears like spring thunder. Huge waves surged in Lao Dao's mind. His pupils shrank, and his usually calm eyes instantly became extremely sharp.
Fengmian Mountain is a mountain name that is not obvious. Few people in the world know about this place, but the extremely beautiful woman in front of him should not know about this place.
The old Taoist looked at the woman and said in a bad tone: "Who are you?"
The house that was originally as warm as spring suddenly felt like an ice cellar, making people's hair stand on end.
Aunt Qiao glanced at the old man's expression, sat down, and continued: "You don't have to look at the little girl like this. I know the purpose of your coming here. It's just a pity that your arrival is unlucky. My young master is not in the palace. "
The old Taoist asked again in a cold voice: "Who are you? How did you learn about Fengmian Mountain? If you don't answer honestly, don't blame me for being ruthless."
After the old man finished speaking, he moved and appeared behind Aunt Qiao, placing a hand on Aunt Qiao's shoulder vaguely.
Aunt Qiao's body on the chair trembled slightly, she lowered her head and said softly: "Master Xianmen, this little girl has been to Fengmian Mountain." There was a hint of memory in Aunt Qiao's lowered eyes, and the expression on her face was vague. There was a burst of sweetness, as if remembering something happy.
When the old man heard this, his body stiffened and he took one hand off Qiao Aunt's shoulder.
To be honest, the two of them only exchanged a few words, but Lao Dao's mood changed completely. The woman in front of him had been to Fengmian Mountain and could still call him by his name. She was obviously an old friend.
The old man awkwardly walked out from behind the woman, stood in front of her, looked at her face, and smiled.
He whispered softly: "Little girl, the poor Taoist looked at your appearance and never remembered when he saw you in Fengmian Mountain." The old Taoist looked at the other party's appearance carefully. It stands to reason that this kind of appearance is beautiful. A woman who has been to Fengmian Mountain, he will definitely remember her, and no one goes up there on weekdays.
I haven't received many people in these years.
But the other party could call out his name and knew that he was from Fengmian Mountain, so he was obviously not lying.
Aunt Qiao was not too surprised by the old Taoist's reaction. It was normal for her not to recognize herself. As a woman who has become a woman, she only had a one-time relationship. It would be a problem if she could remember who she was.
The tense atmosphere disappeared, and the temperature in the room rose again.
Aunt Qiao calmed down her expression and said seriously: "Master, don't ask who the little girl is, we can't be enemies anyway."
The old Taoist thought for a moment and realized that the other party was from the Western Palace. Although he didn't understand how this young woman was able to go to Fengmian Mountain, it was good that she was not an enemy. This would save her from taking action when she could, which would cause a lot of trouble.
The old Taoist can also see clearly that this woman has an unusual relationship with Mr. Li!
The old Taoist thought for a moment, his face turned a little red, he rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "The girl actually knows the purpose of the poor Taoist, may I ask where your young master is."
I almost made a move just now, and now I want to find someone. The old man has lived a long time, and this change in a short period of time is a bit embarrassing.
Aunt Qiao didn't seem to notice the old Taoist's embarrassment. She said nonchalantly: "I heard from the young master that he went to watch the excitement at the Tianlao tonight."
Although she didn't know why Li Junchen went to Tianlao to watch the excitement, she could guess that this matter had something to do with the old Taoist. She met these people during the day, and the other people were quite normal. She wanted to come with Li Junchen It doesn't matter if you go to Tianlao.
Aunt Qiao didn't understand why Li Junchen insisted on going to Tianlao. Apparently he misunderstood what the old man meant, but as a slave, Aunt Qiao knew very well that she shouldn't pry around what her master said.
She pulled this thread very tight.
Of course, it's unclear whether things were what she thought.
"Watching the fun in Tianlao? What is this kid doing?" The old man almost cursed, if it weren't for the young woman standing in front of him.
Is it easy for him at this late night? It's still a big winter, and it's cold for him flying around. It's really harder for each family to deal with each other. In the end, no one from the family is in the house, so the boy from the Chen family can save people some peace of mind.
"As a servant, it's not easy for a little girl to meddle in the master's affairs." Aunt Qiao held her chin and sighed with a plaintive look on her face, thus blocking the old Taoist's mouth.
The old Taoist looked at Aunt Qiao's look and wanted to say a few words, but finally held back.
He turned around and walked out.
Aunt Qiao stared at the old figure, her expression returned to normal, a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she murmured: "Master, your interesting life is about to begin."
The old Taoist left the small building, flew into the air, and flew towards Chen Tianwen.
Lu Youjing's mouth trembled and he said tremblingly: "Brother Chen, that old man has been gone for almost half an hour, why hasn't he come back yet?"
Lu Youjing was a little anxious. It was getting colder and colder. He couldn't bear it anymore. Mainly because his feet were numb from the cold. He felt that whether the old man came back, he would probably freeze to death in this small building tonight. .
Chen Tianwen looked like he wanted to die, not because Lu Youjing pressed his entire back on his thigh, but because every few minutes, the other party would ask him when the old man would be back.
At first he could answer once or twice, but as it became more and more frequent, the number became more and more frequent.
He twisted his aching neck and thought about why Lu Youjing talked so much. The last time he asked this question, it hadn't even lasted a minute, but he had to answer, otherwise the other party would keep asking again and again.
Chen Tianwen's eyes were dull, staring into the dark void ahead, and said bitterly: "Brother Lu, if you really can't wait any longer, just go home."
Lu Youjing was stunned when he heard this.
Chen Tian asked that this answer was something he didn't expect. He lowered his head and looked at his crossed legs.
After a few seconds.
Lu Youjing said with a sad and indignant look: "Brother Chen, if you had said this to me before burning the incense, I would have stood up and turned around and ran away."
"Brother Lu, it's not too late to leave now." Chen Tianwen's eyes flashed in the dark night.
"late."
"It's not too late, Brother Lu." Chen Tianwen said seriously as his heartbeat quickened.
"It's really late. My feet are frozen and I can't stand up." Lu Youjing turned his head and looked at Chen Tianwen pitifully with a sad face.
