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    After the banquet was over, the snow that had been falling all night finally stopped.

    The garden is covered with snow, and an old plum tree next to the rocks blooms full of fragrant red when exposed to the cold. The subtle fragrance drifts in the wind, softening the chilling winter mood a bit.  Yuying stood in the corridor and stared attentively for a moment. When she heard the sound of steady footsteps, she turned around and saluted the visitor: "Old sir."

    The old man waved his hand: "Hey, no need to be polite. How is Master Song doing now?"

    Yu Ying replied: "Everything is fine, teacher. I have been specially asked to greet the old gentleman."

    The old man looked at the hanging ice edge on the corridor and said, "He didn't come to see me himself, but he asked you to come. What does that mean?"

    "Could it be that he will never set foot in Chang'an City again in his life?"

    Yu Ying said: "Perhaps, he also has his own considerations."

    The old man laughed and scolded: "You are so young, why are you so cautious in your behavior and conversation? This really shouldn't be the case. But then again, your appearance at the banquet was somewhat similar to Master Song when he was young, both of them were generally cunning.  ."

    The old man walked a few steps and hummed: "A good banquet will attract some random people. It seems that today's monks are indeed not as good as before."

    Yu Ying said respectfully: "Old sir, I don't know that these are all rising stars in the Xuanmen family."

    "Aristocratic family?" the old man said angrily, "The inheritance can only last for one or two hundred years, so they are worthy of being called aristocratic family? Thirty years ago, these people would not even be able to enter the gate of Taishi Bureau! You masters and disciples deceived me.  Why don¡¯t you tell me quickly what happened when I came out of the mountain and came to this cage?¡±

    Yu Ying¡¯s attitude became more and more submissive. The old man glanced at him suspiciously, then his expression suddenly changed: ¡°You don¡¯t want me to teach these people, do you?¡±

    Yu Ying stopped laughing and saw the old man frowning and said, "Teach these people, why do you need the old man to take action? It's just that there has been some chaos in the city recently and people are impetuous. There are always some people who want to fish in troubled waters and reenact the chaos that happened decades ago."  elephant."

    "It turns out they are looking for me to calm things down." The old man looked slightly relieved and pretended to be angry: "It turns out you had this idea. Didn't you say at the banquet just now that there is another extremely skilled Talisman Master in this city?  ? Why not ask him to help?"

    Yu Ying leaned forward to apologize and said thoughtfully: "The old gentleman didn't know something. She is a bitwell, weird. My teacher once said that this person is a sharp sword. You should never show it to others at a critical moment."

    The old man stroked his beard, with a bright light in his eyes, and said: "This is true, the sword will be stained with blood if it is drawn out. If it is not necessary, it is better not to draw it out of the sheath. Killing is not good for practice. Since this person is in the city, why are you  Don't you want to bring him to see me? Let me see what a person who even Master Song claims to be inferior to is like."

    Yuying sighed silently: "The old man wants to see her, but he has to wait for the Hajj."

    The old man asked doubtfully: "Why is this?"

    Yu Ying looked around and whispered: "Because she is the gold thorn master."

    The old man was surprised when he heard this, smiled happily and stroked his hands and said: "Who do I think it is? It turns out to be her! The leader of the Hanshan Sect, the beloved disciple of Mr. Situ! No wonder Master Song invited me here. When this girl was a child, my junior brother and I were still friends  I taught her how to draw talisman."

    Yuying didn¡¯t know the origin of this, but she understood after hearing what he said: ¡°It turns out that the old gentleman knows her.¡±

    "Very good, very good!" The old man looked cheerful, fluttered his sleeves and left quickly, saying cheerfully: "Since she is in the city, then I have nothing to worry about, and I can still be at ease. Master Song finally did it  A good thing."

    Yuying watched him go away. After a while, a man in blue shirt walked out of the snow, stood at the foot of the steps and said, "Master, all those guests have been sent away."

    "Seeing that a catastrophe is about to happen, you are still so careless about life and death." Yu Ying said indifferently, "He is said to be a monk, but he spends his days having fun, having banquets and drinking, and I don't know what kind of Taoism he has practiced."

    The man in blue shirt said: "Their visit this time must be to win over the young master."

    Yu Ying mocked: "It's not me they're trying to win over, it's the Yu clan behind me. It's connections, and it's countless money and assets. I've only seen people come out of the quagmire, but I've never seen this kind of desperate effort.  You step in. It¡¯s not just that you¡¯re stuck in the mud, you have to bring others along with you.¡±

    "Since ancient times, few people have ended well in court battles. Even if they are in a high position at this time, there is no guarantee that they will not encounter disaster in the future. As the saying goes, blessings and misfortunes are unpredictable. But why are they so determined and wanton, regardless of the past?  It seems like you have the overall situation in your hands?"

    The man in the blue shirt replied: "It's a bit strange. Strange things have been happening in the city recently, but the Taishi Bureau's Tiantai seems not to have noticed it, and the control has become more and more lax"

    The sky is dimyou¡­¡­"

    Jing Lan said lightly: "Why are you worried about me?"

    Luo Yuanqiu said: "I'm worried that you won't be able to withstand me beating you three times a day."

    As soon as she finished speaking, she felt like everything was turned upside down, and her head and face were covered by the quilt.  The cold scent of pine snow filled her nose, and she asked belatedly: "What to do?"

    Then she felt someone holding her waist, and something warm and soft was close to her lips: "Beat three times a day, who taught you this? Xuan Qingzi?"

    Her breath sprinkled on her face, and Luo Yuanqiu couldn't see her clearly. He covered his face with his hands to stop her, but something hot and wet touched his palm lightly. When she realized what it was, her face was red and her ears were red with embarrassment.  He said angrily: "What, what are you doing? Why did everything go so well suddenly¡ª¡ª"

    She hurriedly clenched her palms, but her arm suffered an accident.  A line of moist heat slowly went down her inner side. She couldn't avoid it. In her panic, she realized that the hand had moved to her thigh unconsciously. The palm of her hand was hot and slightly moist, as if it adhered to the skin, causing the heat to surge throughout her body.

    She heard a chuckle, and a hoarse voice sounded in her ears: "You'd better forget what he taught you, and learn what a Taoist monk should do."

    Luo Yuanqiu's mouth felt dry for no reason, and he felt hot and uncomfortable. Before he could ask her what a Taoist monk should do, his words turned into exclaiming: "Where are you putting your hands?!"

    The duvet was dim, and the hot temperature generated by the entanglement of her limbs made her blood surge.  Her chest was heaving violently, her lips were blocked, and she couldn't make any sound. Her breath was confused and she had no idea what to do.

    In a trance, I had the illusion of drowning, as if I was entangled in something, my limbs were all drained of strength, but I felt an indescribable sense of relief.  She heard Jing Lan say: "I will teach you, but you must also study hard."

    Bang bang bang!

    "Yuan¡ª¡ªQiu¡ª¡ª!"

    Hearing this familiar voice, Luo Yuanqiu suddenly woke up and said in panic: "I'll open the door!"

    She pushed away the person on her body and lifted up the quilt, quickly put on her middle coat and tied her belt, then grabbed a piece of clothing and put it on her body, as if there was a savage beast behind her. She didn't even dare to look back, and rushed away without hesitation.  go out.

    Jinglan¡¯s lips were bright red. She slowly took out her hairpin from under the pillow, rolled up her hair leisurely, and tied her clothes.

    Luo Yuanqiu ran to the courtyard and opened the door as if he was running away, his hands still shaking slightly.  Chen Wenying outside the door saw this and said, "I was the one who was abrupt. Are you still sleeping?"

    Luo Yuanqiu was hit by the crisp cold air outside the house, and she woke up for a moment. She blushed and shook her head, saying: "I'm already up."

    Chen Wenying asked with concern: "Your face is so red. What's wrong with you?" He looked her up and down and said, "Your clothes are so strange. I've never seen you wear them before. Hey, why do they look familiar to me?"

    Luo Yuanqiu looked down and realized that she was wearing the wrong Jing Lan's robe. Before she could think of how to deal with it, her face turned red again.  At this time, a voice came from behind and said: "Because it's mine."

    Chen Wenying opened her mouth in astonishment, turned sideways to look at the person behind her, and said in disbelief: "Yuan Qiu, why is she here?!"

    Luo Yuanqiu whispered: "Just wait a moment, I'll be there soon!"

    Chen Wenying: "What are you waiting for? You"

    With a bang, the door closed.

    Luo Yuanqiu leaned against the door and sighed with relief.  Jinglan stood in front of her with her robe wrapped around her, the corners of her eyes were slightly red, and she mocked: "Why do you close the door, I can't see anyone?"

    Luo Yuanqiu remembered what happened just now, and his heart beat a few beats faster. He took off his robe and stuffed it into her arms. He pushed her as if to cover up and said, "Go back to the house."

    Jing Lan said: "Put it on."

    Luo Yuanqiu refused and reached out to take off her clothes, trying to change them back into the wrong clothes.  Jinglan held her hand and said, "I'm not visible to anyone, and my robe is not visible to anyone either. You don't even want to wear it?"

    Luo Yuanqiu glared at her fiercely. Jinglan glanced at her slightly swollen lips, but did not let go. Instead, he lowered his head slightly: "How is it?"

    Luo Yuanqiu was confused: "What is it like?"

    Jinglan sneered, pressed her against the door panel, glanced ambiguously at her ears and neck, where the scarlet color had not faded, and whispered: "I told you what happened just nowhow do you feel?"

    Luo Yuanqiu opened his eyes wide and his breathing became rapid. He did not dare to look at her and frowned: "Not so good!"

    Jing Lan did not retreat but advanced, his slender fingers crossed her cheek, and she said with unclear meaning: "How much have you learned?"

    Luo Yuanqiu did not dare to think about what happened just now, and said angrily: "I haven't learned anything, I haven't learned anything!"

    Through a thin door panel, Chen Wenying's hearing was a little blurry. She could only hear the sound rising and falling, but she didn't know what they were saying.  He couldn't help but said: "Yuan Qiu, have you agreed?"

    Luo Yuanqiu hurriedly said: "Okay, stop talking, can't I wear it?" She put on Jinglan's robe carelessly and was about to open the door, but Jinglan hugged her from behind, her lips locked tightly.  Pressing her ear tightly, Luo Yuanqiu heard her chuckle and say, "What you say is not what you mean."

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    Luo Yuanqiu hurriedly said: "Okay, stop talking, can't I wear it?" She put on Jinglan's robe carelessly and was about to open the door, but Jinglan hugged her from behind, her lips locked tightly.  Pressing her ear tightly, Luo Yuanqiu heard her chuckle and say, "What you say is not what you mean."

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