Jixia Academy is built on the mountain. There are three lakes in the academy, each of which is independent and not connected to each other.
The Lianhu Lake adjacent to the small building of the second princess Xu Weixiong has always been like a forbidden area. After people left the building and the building became empty, no one cared about it.
The largest and most vast Zhengdan Lake is lined with small boats, which are densely packed for students to take boats across the lake. It is a pleasure to cook on the boats and enjoy the snow. It's just that everyone thought of a happy event, so the boat was like a chessboard, with as many chess pieces as stars, and the good thing was not so wonderful.
Finally, there is a small and exquisite Buddha Palm Lake, which is as deserted and lonely as Lotus Lake. Because this lake is privately owned, no one can enter within a hundred feet of the shore. There is an ancient stele erected by the Buddha's Palm Lake, with ten large characters mottled on it, using the Daqin Xiaozhuan script.
——The five fingers of Tathagata Buddha's palm are the five mountains.
His courage is so great that he can swallow mountains and rivers.
In the pavilion in the Buddha Palm Lake, Yu Liancheng clasped his hands around the fish beauty, and there was a faint floral fragrance lingering in his nose, the warm fragrance of soft jade, and his heart was filled with joy.
Looking down at the smile that looked like flowers blooming in front of him, his heart moved. He picked up the fish mermaid and gently twirled her while she was crying.
"Well, I'm a little fatter."
Yu Liancheng smiled.
A slight blush appeared on the fish beauty's pretty face, and she was about to explain that the fox fur on her body was too heavy.
I saw the gentle spring breeze falling on the plump figure that could not be hidden, and said in a smiling tone: "It's just that it's all fat where it should be."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" The fish beauty was full of coquettishness. She looked like a little girl and gently hit Yu Liancheng's chest with her pink fist. She was acting coquettishly.
As his eyes moved, he inadvertently caught sight of Qi Shence, who was struck by lightning, and the little girl with braids holding a snowball in her hand, preparing to sneak attack Yu Liancheng, the uninvited guest. The latter also had a dull look on his face.
So Yu Youwei quickly broke away from Yu Liancheng's arms and straightened the wrinkles on her dress. The blush on her pretty face gradually faded away, and she returned to the cold and indifferent Mr. Yu.
"Why are you so sullen? You look better when you smile." Yu Liancheng reached out and pinched Yu Xuanji's smooth face and pulled it to both sides, causing the fish master to show a weird smile.
"You're going to die. You know how to tease me as soon as we meet."
Yu Xuanji knocked Yu Liancheng's hand off and gave him a cute look.
"Mr. Yu, this... this dear friend is your brother?"
Qi Shence finally came to his senses, feeling agitated, but still refused to believe the facts in front of him.
"No, do you think this will happen between brothers and sisters?"
Yu Liancheng took over and shook his finger. Then he poked his head and tapped Yu Xuanji's unpainted red lips.
The little girl with braids screamed and covered her eyes with her hands, but her dark and bright eyes were looking between her fingers with gusto without even blinking.
As for Qi Shence, his tiger body was shaken one, two, and three times, his face was as pale as paper, and his body was shaky, and he could not retain his previous image of being as handsome as a jade.
"Since Mr. Yu has an appointment, I will go back and tell Zhang Jijiu." Qi Shence cupped his hands in despair and staggered away.
He had just taken two steps, but he couldn't help but look back.
However, he saw that neither of the two people seemed to have noticed him, nor even glanced at him. He didn't know what the man in black said, and the teasing Mr. Fish giggled and his flowers trembled.
As a result, Qi Shence could only pass away sadly.
"Hehe, this annoying guy is finally gone."
The girl with braids next to her giggled. Although she regarded Yulian as an uninvited guest, she was not impressed by Qi Shence, the guy who looked like a dog. Both of her parents were Mr. Jishang's parents, so they often discussed it privately. I can't stand his way of worshiping the ancients and pretending to be noble.
Under the influence of what she heard and saw, the little girl also considered Qi Shen to be a sissy, but this sissy was also in love with Sister Yu, whom she admired most. Seeing that guy make Qi Shence embarrassed, the little girl was naturally very happy.
The girl with braids first ran over and gave Yu Liancheng a thumbs up, then raised her head, blinked her big black and bright eyes and said, "Hey, what is your relationship with Sister Yu?"
Yu Liancheng patted the little girl's head, messed up her newly arranged hair, and said with a smile: "You are quite smart, little girl, why do you ask such stupid questions?"
"You're stupid, you're stupid." The girl with braids gritted her teeth. It turned out that she was also a bad guy.
After saying that, he pushed his head against Yu Liancheng's belly, but Yu Liancheng grabbed his pigtails. No progress.
"Okay, you two, stop making trouble."
Yu Xuanji reluctantly separated the two of them and gently pulled the braided girl into his arms, only to find that the two of them were still staring at each other. No one obeys anyone.
Yu Xuanji's beautiful eyes glared at Yu Liancheng again, "You are already the best in the world, Murong Shuangkui, why are you arguing with a child?"
Yu Liancheng chuckled, a man will remain a boy until he dies.
The girl with braids kicked her feet and said dissatisfiedly: "Sister Yu is a world-famous beauty who is good at music and sword dancing. Why can you be paired with my sister?"
Yu Liancheng put this face in front of the braid with a smile, and said with a smile: "Is it okay with this face?!"
The little girl stared at this face blankly, but suddenly she felt that the mist that had always shrouded the other person's body dispersed, revealing an extremely handsome face. There is a smile on the lips. Unparalleled in elegance, those deep eyes seem to hide the stars and the sea, possessing magical power that can penetrate people's hearts.
"Okay, okay..."
The little girl lowered her head shyly, fearing that the deer would bump around.
If appearance can be compared intuitively like martial arts, then with this face, one can say: "Life is really lonely as snow."
"Are you coming from Tai'an City?" Yu Meiren looked at Yu Liancheng and said with a smile.
"Well, I was just in a hurry this time and forgot to bring the gift." Yu Liancheng sighed.
"You can come to see me and prove that you have me in your heart, and Xuanji will be satisfied." Yu Xuanji said leisurely.
"Don't say such words, you won't feel sour." Yu Liancheng tugged on her tender face, turned and walked out of the pavilion: "Wait for me, today I will also borrow flowers to offer beauty." ""
Under the curious gazes of Yu Xuanji and the little girl with braids, Yu Liancheng came under a peach tree. Now is the time when the winter plum blossoms are in full bloom, so naturally there are neither peaches nor peach blossoms. The entire peach tree was bare, except for its branches, which were obviously old.
Yu Liancheng stretched out his hand and rubbed it slightly on the rough peach tree, sending wisps of life into the peach tree through his fingertips.
In an instant, peach blossoms bloomed on a peach branch, white, pink... swaying in the air, and the fragrant fragrance floated. A group of children nearby who were beaten and cried by a little girl were stunned.
Yu Liancheng picked the peach blossoms, returned to the pavilion, and pinned them on Yu Xuanji's long hair with a smile.
Yu Xuanji pursed his lips and smiled sweetly, his face was a little shy, and his eyes were full of affection, revealing endless affection. But people are more delicate and beautiful than flowers.
The little girl with braids pouted, suddenly feeling a little redundant.
"Sent to you. Xuanji's temperament has always been a little lonely. Thank you for your company."
Yu Liancheng smiled again and spread his palms, and like magic, a plump and juicy peach appeared in front of the little girl. Naturally, it had just been picked.
"Assuming you have a conscience, I will forgive you for your previous disrespect."
The little girl took the peach calmly, but her voice trembled uncontrollably. Eating peaches in winter is considered a big deal.
After looking at the peach for a moment, and then at the peach blossoms on Sister Yu's hair, I snorted in my heart: What, he is such a stinky man who doesn't know how to be charming, and people also want peach blossoms.
Yu Liancheng and Yu Xuanji whispered: "Xuanji, do you think that if I just gave the little girl a peach blossom, would she remember me forever and not marry anyone else?"
Yu Xuanji giggled and hit him on the chest.
"Deadly"
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The old monk named Liu Songtao rushed from the Western Regions to the Central Plains, traveling all the way eastward.
It's just that the old monk is no longer aging, and looks younger and younger as time goes by. After crossing Xishu, he looked like he was middle-aged and not confused in his forties.
After another ten days of journey, his skin became even more radiant, his gray hair turned black, and he became like a young monk in his late teens.
It's just that the monk is still crazy and dazed, and he seems to be singing but not chanting, and he seems to be reciting but not reciting. Suddenly he kills people if he doesn't like them, and sometimes he gives an opportunity to promote Buddhism face to face.
This kind of behavior is no different from that of a demon.
Unlike Beimang, where demons are rampant, the demon sect in the Central Plains has declined dramatically.
At that time, the six demons were killed on the Golden Summit of Longhu Mountain by Qi Xuanzhuan alone.
After Xu Xiaoma entered the world, some gangs whose names were slightly suspected of being a demon sect were busy changing their names and banners and turning their tail between their legs.
Longhu Mountain, Liangchan Temple, etc. are also obviously decent.
Then, a monk in white stopped him.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
