Nightfall

Hearing this sentence, the priest guessed that the arrangement of the priest and the grand priest should have communicated with the man, so he did n’t say much, took out the dossier and turned to a certain page, and asked, "The people in the pavilion are quick full."

Youge is the place where the Prison Division of the Temple is responsible for detaining prisoners. It is located deep in the back of the foothills of Taoshan. There is no sunshine all day long. For thousands of years, I do n’t know how many Mozong strongmen and rebellious people who violated Haotian ’s teachings were detained here. Then it was either executed or imprisoned.

Ruling that the Great Priest supported his jaw and wondered what was happening. Hearing this, Slender Ruoyu's right hand slowly lifted up and said, "It's still done by routine."

The ruling division's method to solve the overcrowding of the Youge is very simple, that is, killing a group of people, burning a group of corpses, turning the flesh of the twisted space into ashes, melting in the water, and moisturizing the peach blossoms in the mountains, there will be absolutely no waste.

The subordinate priest nodded, his expression was not unnatural, and there was obviously no psychological obstacle.

Ruling the Grand Priest suddenly closed his eyes slowly and asked in a low voice: "How is Grand Priest Bright now?"

The subordinate priest heard the five-character prince of light, his body suddenly stiffened, and he lowered his head and replied: "He is as old as ever, chanting classics of doctrine every day, and it looks like ... nothing unusual."

He ruled that the Great Priest held his jaws closed for a long time and thought for a long time. His right index finger lightly tapped on the armrest of the Moyu God seat. Suddenly he opened his eyes and said with no emotion: "Let all the world ’s believers know that the 13th disciple of the Academy, Ning Que, was on the Japanese scroll. . "

The priest looked at the old face of the great priest, and after a moment of silence, asked carefully: "Dear God, what is the purpose of releasing these news?"

The ruling of the Great Priest did not explain, and continued to say indifferently: "Also let everyone know that Changan City's Spring Breeze Pavilion last night, the people who killed the moon monk Wu Shi and the Nanjin swordsman, besides Chao Xiaoshu, also have a portion of Ning Que. "

The priest vaguely guessed the intention of this arrangement, thinking for a moment, and whispered: "Even if the aunt and sword pavilion of the Lunuo Kingdom are angry, but Ning Que is a student of the Master, he is in the Tang Dynasty. Who dares to take revenge?"

"Even if he left Tang Dynasty, wouldn't Qu Ni Madi and Jiange dare to take revenge? After the Spring Breeze Pavilion, the voices of Yuelunguo and Jiange didn't dare to speak out, because they knew they were involved in the internal political disputes of Tang State, and were afraid of being emperor Tang. Where is the anger to be avenged? But hatred is always easy to provoke some blood, especially in the face of a young man who is still in the state of not confusing, even if he dare not kill, humiliating a few times is a good thing. "

The priest didn't understand, even if the Lunlun Kingdom and Jiange were looking for opportunities to humiliate Ning Que, what was the point.

Ruling that the Grand Priest closed his eyes again and began to recuperate without explanation.

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Forty-seven Lane is in Chang'an City, after Lao Bi Zhai.

Early in the morning, Sang Sang was carrying a bucket, preparing to water the flowers and dripping water, only to hear a voice behind him: "Let me come!"

After a long, long time, a mess of painted paper fell out of the window, and stayed in the mud pot for a long time. It slowly turned into wet water and gradually penetrated into the mud to nourish the flower roots.

In the evening, Sang Sang squatted in front of the stove, preparing to get steamed, and only heard a voice behind him: "Let me come!"

After a long, long time, a light yellow rune paper was tucked into the stove hole with one hand, and instantly turned into a flame. It was extremely difficult to ignite the dry firewood in the stove hole. Turned into fire.

Late at night, Sang Sang squatted in front of the bed, preparing to scrub the bamboo mat, only to hear a voice behind him: "Let me come!"

After a long time, a piece of rune paper was crumpled and thrown into the basin, and it was gradually loosened by the soaking of the bubble. After a long time, a very thin layer of ice floated on the water surface.

Sang Sang squatted by the water basin, staring at Liu Ye's eyes without blinking and looking at the surface of the water, until his eyes were a little painful, he rubbed his eyes and stood up. She put the towel in the water to wet it, squeezed her lips tightly, and started to wipe the bamboo mat on the bed without a word. After wiping, she turned and poured water.

Just then, I heard a voice from behind: "Let me come!"

Sang Sang couldn't bear it. He threw the wet towel into the basin hard, twisted his thin waist, turned his eyes in exasperation with angrily, looked at the desk and said seriously: "Master! Do you know how long I have to wait for your rune to come into effect each time? Do you know that waiting for such a long time is enough for me to pour the flowers, light the firewood, cook the rice, wipe the bed, and then Can you rest? When you were in Weicheng, you once told me that delaying the time of others is murdering life, so why do you always want to kill me? "

At the desk, Ning Que was holding a writing brush and was eager to try to continue writing. When he heard such a long accusation, the excitement on his face became a little bit distraught when he was pure. Always want to practice more, why should you ... be so serious. "

Enlightened Fu Dao in that summer rainstorm, Ning Que would be immersed in that magical world and could not extricate himself. When he woke up early in the morning until he fell asleep, he wrote notes in the small courtyard. Not smooth.

In the mountains behind the academy, he kept writing symbols. The brothers and sisters who have cleaned up now, in addition to worrying about the swords and arrows flying around, they also have to worry about the clear water and the sudden increase of a ridge under their feet. What is more terrifying are the flames that have been turned into paper … Now, there is a saying in the back hill of the college: Fire and knife guards, brothers and sisters who made all sorts of dissatisfaction finally made a not difficult decision. If the younger brothers want to write symbols, they must be in the six masters ’iron room. There is a fire all year round, so don't worry about fire.

Ning Que felt that the elder brothers and sisters had some trivial problems, some water was dripping on their faces, and a few small holes were burned in the various academic uniforms. What was it worth? They are at least some strong practitioners of the cave realm, where would they be afraid of these? But since he had committed public anger, he had to stay honestly in Brother Six's room every day, accompanied by Brother Six's sigh of sorrow and Brother Four's angry roar, and kept trying spells.

Nowadays, he is like a little kid with fresh toys, playing it from morning to night, as if there will never be a time of boredom and fatigue. As time goes on, he has more and more spells. Tao's understanding is getting deeper and deeper.

He did not know that his name appeared on the first volume of the seven-volume Heavenly Book of that unknown place in a deep mountain in the far away Xiling Divine Kingdom shortly after the first drop of water had condensed from the pen tip of that summer rain night. He also did not know that the high ruling priest in the Xiling Temple, for some unknown reason, decided to proclaim his name before hundreds of millions of believers in the world.

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In fact, without the help of the Xiling Temple, Ning Que's reputation is loud enough at least in Chang'an City. The back hill of the academy is hidden in the mist, and ordinary people look away without knowing the details, but His Majesty's appreciation and pampering for him do not know how many people have been shocked. Moreover, the decades-long fighting between the princes of Wang University and the Jinlao Jiu Jiu, in the fourteenth year of the apocalypse, finally because of several signatures developed to the degree of fierceness, between the two governments from the master to the lowest servant, separated In the last few days, there will be a fight, which indirectly led to the spread of his deeds in the streets and alleys of Changan City.

"Last year, the golden boy and the girl were in the wind, snuggling with each other. I do n’t know how many people died because of envy. Miss Gao ’s eyes looked over there, and the tears almost came down. What now? Xie Chengyun knows Jin Wucai It is the most suitable daughter-in-law, but he ca n’t pass the face, and returned to Nanjin with gray face and gray face, and continued to be his family son. Gee ... "

"Master, how do I sound like you feel envious and jealous?"

"What's so envious of? I told you last year outside the Princess Mansion. I don't understand love, but I know that lovers, especially young people, are idiots."

"But there are always men and women in the world."

"Men and women will do men and women, but don't misunderstand it."

"What is men and women?"

"Well, most of the people who come to the Red Sleeves are for men and women."

Ning Que and Sang Sang got out of the carriage and walked towards the red sleeves while talking gossiping.

The master and servant often come to the Red Sleeve. They are already familiar with this place. They naturally pass through the side door, go around the building, and enter the main hall. He deliberately chose to come in the morning because there was no business at this time.

However, he did not expect that after entering the main hall, those who should wear ordinary home clothes, yawning and wandering around to wake up, and then saw his eyes flicked and pinched their cheeks, holding themselves to play in the backyard girl We ... seemed to become another group of people.

I saw that the girl was very formally dressed, wearing expensive Chinese clothes that would only be worn on important occasions. There were two columns between the halls, and there were smiles in the eyes, but there were two points looking at him cautiously, as if he was welcoming him. When they saw that Ning Que walked out of the side door with Sang Sang, she blessed her salute very neatly and said clearly: "I have seen Ning Gongzi."

Looking at the scene, listening to Yingying's voice, Ning Que couldn't help but stare, looking at the girl who was standing at the front of the queue, and asked, "Sister Zhuer, this ... what's going on?"

Shuizhuer girl selling chicken soup paste Yan Shituo made a lot of money these days, often with Sang Sang to hand over the money, not as curious and cautious as the other girls intimacy, smiled and greeted him, gently supported With his arm, he walked inside and explained softly:

"Your status and status are different now, who is so embarrassed to tease you like before? Everyone knows that when you enter the second floor, he dies and the whole building sends out red envelopes. The girl in the building is in awe of your present scenery, and I ’m delighted with the benefits you bring. You will be back for the first time in a few months. Of course, the big guy has to welcome him. "

Although entering the second floor of the academy, Ning Xie was busy with practice and less contact with the outside world, but he went to several banquets these days, probably knowing that he was a celebrity in Changan City, but he really did not expect to be in the red sleeves. Can have this treatment, for a while can not help some Kaoru Ran.

It's a pity that he didn't leave much time for him, just when the girls finally digested their hearts and were shocked and timid, ready to pounce on them and asked them about the rumors, Jane's personal maidservant grass was as cold as every time. Xiao Face went downstairs and reiterated Jane's rules to everyone.

Sang Sang and the grass of similar ages went to play in the backyard, but Ning Que was long booed and sighed, and climbed to the top floor of the red-sleeved tentacles if the legs were filled with lead. , A long salute to the woman behind the curtain, complained: "I have entered the second floor of the academy, why not?"

Jane, who has a wide-bodied nose, is not a traditional beauty, but she has a man-like grace. When she saw a slight smile, she indicated to Ning Que to sit down and said, "How old are you, how are you thinking about men and women? ? "

Ning Que was annoyed and said: "The less people want to do things, the more people want to do it, let me say I am already eighteen!"

"Last time, you can call me Aunt Jane."

Everyone pushed the tea in front of him, and said with a smile: "No matter how your majesty appreciates you, no matter how the guys in Houshan spoil you, as long as I don't agree, no one dares to provoke you in the entire blue building of Chang'an City."

"My dear aunt ..." Ning Que said helplessly: "Why is this?"

Jane said with great emphasis: "Where is the academy, and what is the second floor? Since you are so fortunate to go in, of course, you should put all your thoughts on learning and practice. Why do you have trouble entangled with our places of wind and moon? There are really some unpleasant things, you just pay it off, what if you lose your reputation? "

"I don't even care about these things even if I'm a Confucius." Ning Que said.

Jane everyone raised his eyebrows gradually, Shen Sheng said: "Even if the teacher speaks, it still needs my consent."

Entering Chang'an City at the beginning of last year, Ning Que entered the red-sleeved move by mistake. From the first meeting, Jane everyone cares about him like an elder. To be honest, he has always been a bit puzzled about this, especially when Jane always feels very familiar with the academy. When he heard this sentence at this time, the doubts in his heart were even heavier. He tentatively asked after a while:

"Aunt Jane, are you ... familiar with the college?"

Listening to this, everyone stunned slightly, picked up the tea on the table as a cover, and said after a moment of silence: "I have not entered the college."

Not entering the academy does not mean that you are not familiar with the academy. Ning Que is preparing to continue to ask questions, but did not expect that everyone directly asked: "Junmo is still so old-fashioned?"

"Junmo?" Ning lacked a confused face.

Everyone Jane looked at him and frowned, "It's your second brother, don't you even know his name?"

Ning Que was slightly startled and tentatively said: "Where dare to call your name, you don't know how proud he is, so I forgot what the second brother was called."

"Are you proud?" Jane didn't know what they thought of, and a smile appeared on his face, and he smiled and said, "Since entering the mountain, Xiaomo likes to learn to be proud, and he has to make a stick on his head. . "

Ning Que burst out laughing.

Everyone smiled and shook their heads, and suddenly asked, "Is that the reader well?"

"Students are still studying."

"Everyone is fine."

"Aunt Jane, why don't you ask Master and Master."

"Oh? Are they back?"

"No."

"Since not, then you haven't seen it yet. I asked what's the use? But I believe that no matter where the Master and your brothers are, they will live well."

Jane's voice gradually lowered, and his thoughts were slightly moistened before his thoughts drifted back for many years.

Ning Que understood something vaguely. The leader of the world's Fengyuexing, who knew that he was a student of the college, became more blue-eyed. I thought it was because of some past empathy, but only had a relationship with her that year Who is the person? Who looks like himself in Houshan? Brother II ... Xiaomo? Or is it the Six Brothers who have bodybuilding muscles and are extremely popular with women? Could it be the Master? !

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Came to the Houyuan Shuizhuer Small Courtyard, wrote a book for Lu Xuemai and some of the most familiar women, stamped with a private seal, and finally sent out the satisfied girls. Ning Que also thought about Jane and everyone With regard to the academy, he smiled and walked towards Shuizhu'er. Her eyes fell on her crisp white chest, and her mind could not help shaking.

Shui Zhu'er looked shy and shook his hands back and forth and said anxiously, "Don't do this, don't do this."

Ning Que was stunned. Although I had never really been intimate, I hugged and hugged and squeezed a lot of times. Why did you respond so much today, Sister Pearl, you feel like you are stepping forward Perverted.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, thinking that this is probably the legendary situation play? There is a lot of interest in refusing to welcome, I force you to retreat, you retreat into the curtain with shame, and then the red candle makes waves ...

He laughed and said, "Good sister, no one can hear you even if you break your throat."

Shuizhuer's face was pale, and she kept pushing back and forth, saying sadly: "Good brother, I can't do this."

Ning Que found something was wrong and asked, "Why not?"

"Everyone Jane has spoken ..."

"Last time we said yes, come secretly and ignore her."

"But ... your master spent the night here with me yesterday."

"master?"

"Master Yanse."

Shuizhuer couldn't be ashamed. He held a silk scarf and looked at him timidly and said, "Although I did it in Fengyuexing, there are still some things I can't do. After serving the master and then serving the apprentice, this is going to happen Be human? "

In today's world, the apprenticeship is even stronger than that of father and son. Shuizhu'er is the top red card girl in Chang'an City. He usually picks up guests very picky. Most of the time, he plays tea around the light and earns money. There are not many guests in two years, so why bother to serve the apprentice.

Ning Que froze for a long time, and said angrily: "Master can touch it, can't the students touch it?"

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Ning Que is not lustful, just at the age of eighteen years of age, when the body is hot, no one has ever been in contact with a woman for two generations, not to mention the so-called warmth and desire, now he has countless silver tickets under his bed, and the practice path is upright Scenery and leisure time, of course, will inevitably be particularly curious and yearning for men and women.

At night, he returned to Lao Bi Zhai and lay in bed. The summer night of Chang'an City was sultry and the fire in the body was inside and outside, making him toss and turn, making it difficult to sleep. Contrary to him, the extremely hot summer of Chang'an City is the most comfortable season for Sang Sang, who has a congenital physique and coldness, and has already entered a deep dream on the bedside.

The little maid slept very sweetly, and she turned over at the head of the bed in her dream, and her right leg flexed heavily and hit Ning Que's lower abdomen.

Ning Que was hit hard and snorted, her body bent like a cooked dried shrimp, her face pale.

After a while the pain subsided and he glared at Sang Sang, who was still asleep, and reached out to pull her leg down.

When fingers touched Sang Sang's little feet, a very comfortable cold came suddenly, and the touch was very good. It seemed that the ice fish in the wine glass was smooth and cool when the dinner was held at the university scholar's palace the other day.

On such a hot summer night, holding such a small foot in my hand, I felt really comfortable. Ning Que was reluctant to let go, holding it in my hand and gently touching it. I saw the starlight through the window and saw the hand The little feet were as white as jade, as beautiful as a lotus flower carved with ice and jade.

Ning Que held cold feet and frowned slightly, not knowing what was going on in her head.

Probably it was a little itchy with the fingers touching the heart of the foot. Sang Sang shrank in the sleep, but failed to pull the foot out of Ning Que's hand, and woke up. She rubbed her loose eyes and asked, "Young Master What are you doing scratching my foot. "

Ning Que was shocked, and felt that she instantly became a poor teenager outside the female bathhouse and was beaten up by many women holding washboards, forcibly suppressing embarrassment, and the voice trembling explained: "Too hot, your feet are cold, grab It ’s very comfortable. "

Hearing the explanation, Sang Sang yelled, lay down to sleep again, adjusted his body, leaned to the right, and made Ning Que hold his right foot more convenient and easier.

Lao Bi Zhai Houshe returned to silence again, only to hear a few cicadas from the street.

Not knowing how long it has passed, Ning Que suddenly asked: "Sang Sang, how old are you ... this year."

Sang Sang closed his eyes and replied: "I don't know when I was born. I told you that when I picked me, I shouldn't be too old. It should be almost fourteen."

"fourteen……"

Ning Que repeated it silently in his heart, and then released the little feet in his hand and said, "Sleep well."

Sang Sang opened his eyes, looked at him curiously and asked, "Master, aren't you too hot?"

"I'll get the fan."

"What's the use of fan?"

"Are your feet smelly?"

"I wash my feet every day, but Master, your feet are really smelly."

"No matter, I'm going to get a fan anyway."

"Master."

"Ok."

"Leave me here."

There was a sound from the end of the bed, and Sang Sang crawled over ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Crawled to Ning Que and lay down, stretched out thin arms and legs to hug him and put his face on him On his chest, he found a comfortable position, and then rubbed.

She snuggled in his arms and murmured with sleepiness: "It's cool now."

She was still thin, holding Ning's missing leg and wrapped it around his waist, looking like silk dodder on an oak tree.

However, after all, it was the cool and slightly elastic feeling of a girl who had reached the age of 14 through a very thin single coat.

Ning Que looked at the roof with his eyes open, and obviously cold jade was in his arms, but he felt more and more hot and could not sleep at all.

The cicadas on the green trees in the streets, somehow, had insomnia and shouted hot.

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