Master Is Pregnant

Chapter 76

At this time, Yan Li finally asked the bald monk not far away. "Who is that?"

Tang Si replied on my behalf: "The monk who claims to live in the mountains looks like a Bai nationality."

When speaking, the monk turned his gaze and looked at Yan Li, who was still wearing Bai clothes. Seeing Yan Li looked at him, he looked back politely, and nodded and smiled.

A different color flashed in Yan Li's eyes. "Why are there Bai tantric people in the paddock forbidden?" As he said, he jumped in front of him, glanced at him condescendingly, and asked in a deep voice: "The children of the Bai tantric sect live in Baojing Holy Land. What are you? people?"

The bald monk folded his hands together and smiled and replied: "The poor monk is not bald, but he is a tantric abandoned disciple."

Suddenly, Yan Li asked, "You live alone in the mountains? Are there other companions?"

"Only a poor monk, never accompanied."

"You know this mountain trail? Are there other trails leading to the outside?"

"No." The non-bald monk shook his head and said, "Panlong Valley can only enter but not exit."

One end of Panlong Valley is a paddock, and the other end is a cliff. The end of the cliff can only be entered but not exited. Unless it is my heyday, few people can climb the cliff, even Qiao Yu is powerful To the almost demon father.

Yan Li was silent for a moment, suddenly raised his hand, and a few silver needles flashed under the sun, and plunged into the body of the bald monk, and he yelled twice, raised his hand to touch the back of his neck. Yan Li said coldly: "I have pierced a silver needle in a key point on your body. The silver needle is flowing in the blood. It will pierce the heart on the forty-nine day. No one in this world can remove the needle for you. I want to survive. If you do, just follow my instructions."

The bald monk still kept his head down and remained silent, with his right hand stroking the back of his neck, not knowing what he was thinking, Yan Li yelled impatiently, "Have you heard!"

The non-bald monk's shoulders trembled, and he slowly raised his head to look at Xiang Yanli, still smiling on his face, and said in a warm voice: "Good, good, good, the donor has something to say, and the poor monk follows his fate."

Yan Li frowned and asked, "Where do you live? Take us there."

The bald monk slowly stood up, turned around holding the water, smiled and said to Yan Li, "Donor, go here."

Yan Li turned around and walked to my side to support me, and said, "It's not advisable for your body to sleep more sleeplessly. You should settle down first before making long-term plans."

At this moment, the doctor was the eldest, Tang Si expressed obedience to his opinion, and my opinion was ignored.

The bald monk led us in front, step by step, slowly going up and down the mountain, walking from Ridangtou to Ribo Xishan. Tang Si was a quick-witted man, and he was hardly breathed to death by his warmth. Yan Li was relatively familiar with the terrain and was not afraid. He messed up and led us into the trap, but he just couldn’t stand the speed of the non-bald monk who was a bit slower than normal people. In the end, Tang Si walked with me behind his back. He helped the non-bald monk pick up two buckets of water. Go faster.

After the monk said "it's almost there" seventy-two times, we finally saw a ruined temple.

There was an unknown Buddha statue in the ruined temple. Not only did the paint peel off, but it even had a broken arm. The smile that was supposed to be kind and benevolent was strange because of the partial paint drop. It was clean and clean. There were two simple rooms with two stone beds. One was occupied by the monk himself, and the other was empty. Yan Li glanced around. Although he wasn't very satisfied, he finally had a place to stay. Put me in place, and he will give full play to the characteristics of my Li family-forcibly grabbing, mine is mine, or mine is mine, and the bedding of the poor monk is snatched by him, shaking After a few moments, he spread on my stone bed with disgust.

"Although there is a strange smell, you can't catch the cold. Just leave it and wait for the sun to come out tomorrow." Yan Li made the bed for me, and on the other side made Tang Si go out and pick some wood to light the fire. I sat and watched him busy, too sweet in my heart, so I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek and smiled and said, "Yan Wuyan Wuyan Xiaowu, you are so virtuous..."

He glanced at me contemptuously, then turned his face away and continued making the bed. Although he didn't smile, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved.

Tang Si came back with a large bundle of firewood and dead branches, busy working in the kitchen, and said to Yan: "Although the water in the Houshan River is a bit dirty, there are still some fish. I will go and catch a few fish later. ."

The bald monk had been silently smiling before watching Yan Li and Tang Si rush in and out, then he spoke. "Amitabha Buddha, this benefactor, it's not good to eat those fish." He walked slowly to a large water tank in front of the yard and smiled: "Some fish I raise here are more plump than those in the river."

The three of us: "..."

I really doubt whether he is a monk or not. This suspicion added another three points when I saw him making the fallen bergamot hand into a clothes rack and hanging his big pants on the Buddha's middle finger...

At dinner, Yanli caught two fish and stewed the fish soup. Tang Si used three leaves to hunt a snake, a pheasant, and a hare each, plus two plates of wild vegetables grown by the monk. Satisfied……

Yanli stir-fry is the same as boiled medicine, the ingredients are well controlled, and such simple conditions allow him to cook first-class delicacy.

Yan Xiaowu, you are so virtuous to go to the hall, the kitchen, and the bridal chamber...

"Don't look at me, quickly drink the soup while it's hot." He said lightly, and put the fish soup in front of me.

The bald monk ate without any shame in his heart to the Buddha. He smiled and feasted, which made the three of me look at him frequently.

"Hiccup..." The bald monk hiccuped and smiled, "I don't know how the three donors plan to allocate rooms?"

There is no doubt that the bed with the quilt is for me, and who is the other slate bed?

Tang Si chose to remain silent. This decision was not easy to make. He threw it to Yan Li. Yan Li's eyes swept across the bald monk, and said, "I and Tang Si are both martial artists. You can sleep as you like, monk. Sleep in your room."

The bald monk chanted a Buddha's name, smiled and looked at Yan Li and said, "The mountain is cool at night. The two doors of the wood house can also be used as a bed board. You can also put some dead branches and fallen leaves to keep out the cold. There are still a few broken pieces in my room. The curtain may be used as a bed sheet."

I nodded repeatedly and said, "It's good or not."

This monk Ye is a good person. He doesn’t know martial arts when he is in his forties. He is afraid that he will burp if he gets cold. We are embarrassed to be the door-to-door robbers-so it seems that we are still A good person with a conscience!

After dinner, the monk washed the dishes, Tang Si picked up the dead branches and boiled hot water along the way, Yan removed the door panels and looked for curtains to make sheets. I still sat idly while watching them busy...

Amitabha, what a sin...

The lobby of this ruined temple was leaky, and it was not good to sleep with the monk, and the other two beds were also laid in the room where I slept. Yan Li was originally a cleanliness person. It's really hard for him to see him sleeping and climbing in the past few days. Now he has to sleep on the door panel, which is really hard for him.

"Yan Li..." I looked at him affectionately, he finally patted the bed sheet and looked up at me. "what's up?"

"Come here..." I lay on my side, blinked, and hooked my finger at him.

An ambiguous smile flashed under his eyes, his right hand propped on the bed, turned around and came to me, held my finger, and repeated it in a low voice: "What's the matter..."

"It's been a long time since I saw you. I want to look more carefully." I said numbly, getting closer to his lips, and my eyes fell involuntarily on his thin, light-colored lips. The food is delicious...

"Look carefully, what do you find?" He obviously noticed my careful thinking, but he couldn't avoid it, still looking at me with a smile.

"Hmm... it looks white, I don't know if the taste has changed..." My heartbeat speeded up slowly, getting closer and closer, finally touching his warm lips, touching each other lightly, a moment later , I was confused and lost in Jingzhou because of his rebellion against the guest and the siege of the city.

He finally gave me a peck on my lips, his voice already muffled. "I'm very worried about your body, you don't know how to take care of yourself."

"Isn't you there..." I said lazily, leaning on his shoulder. "You have to go to the hall and into the kitchen. The only problem is that you are too clean. Now it seems that even the problem of cleanliness has changed. I am very pleased..."

Boom—I was knocked on my forehead, and Yan Li seemed angry but not angry but smiled and said, "I don't know who is dragging me down, and now I still talk coldly."

I sighed and said aggrieved: "Well, I admit that you haven't had a good day since you followed me. I not only dragged you down, but also lowered your level."

"Okay." Yan Li squeezed my cheek, rubbed the place where I had been knocked, and smiled: "I thought that the second brother would take care of you. Let you take risks, but the day I heard that you were bringing the soldiers, I laughed with anger." These words evoked resentment in his heart. I was still immersed in the caress on my forehead, and he was in the old wound again. I flicked it hard, and the pain made me grin and grin.

"Do you think you are made of mud, or are you invulnerable? If you have a big belly, you don't know what to avoid and what not to do."

I sighed, and wrapped his neck around his neck to admit defeat and said, "I know I was wrong, all right. I'm not made of mud, I'm made of cement, all right. I must listen to you carefully in the future, all right!"

"That's what you said." Yan Li chuckled lightly and patted my hip. "Now, take a bath and sleep well."

Hmm...Don't think too much, it's not a mandarin duck bath, let alone a three-person bath...

Washing the dust on his body, because there is no change of clothes, I can only wash and dry overnight. The person who washes the clothes is naturally Yan Li, Tang Si, the pure man, how can he wash the clothes, he will return after taking a shower. Lie down in the room, with my hands resting on the back of my head, lying on the wooden board, my eyes closed and eyebrows slightly furrowed, I crawled to the edge of the bed and looked at it for a while, lowered my voice and asked: "Three...er...Are you asleep..."

He raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth lazily. "What's the matter?"

"Do you have something on your mind? I think you have spoken very little in the past few days, frowning."

The room was quiet for a while for a while, just when I thought he was already asleep and I was ready to go to sleep, he slowly asked, "Li Yingyu...you will be the emperor."

My left heart twitched, and I asked in amazement: "Naturally yes... Why do you ask?"

His eyelashes trembled, he opened his eyes and looked straight at me. The candlelight was dim and reflected in his dark pupils. When the night breeze blows, he swayed a bit inexplicably gloomy. I always thought this man was the easiest to read. Understand, there are unexpected and sometimes unclear times.

"Some things I haven't figured out. I'll tell you when I figure it out." He fluttered a mystery to me, causing an uproar in my heart, and then he closed his eyes irresponsibly, and let his Zhou Gong go. Leave me alone in the night, tangled in dreams.