Pa Pa Pa Pa
Wipe, wipe
After a while, Lingxi walked up to Leng Xuan in defeat, hanging her hands. She had never felt like such a failure before. At the first glance of Lingxi, Leng Xuan quickly turned his head, covered his stomach, and suppressed the impulse to burst into laughter.
I saw the pearl hairpin on Lingxi's head tilted and swaying, and her hair was a bit loose, probably because she had been keeping her head down to blow the fire. Her face was also one on the east and one on the west, black with black paint. It was the cigarette ash she accidentally got on when she couldn't light the fire.
In order to prevent Leng Xuan from mocking her, she made every effort and finally turned her face into a big flower face. At this moment, her face was only adorned with those jet black eyeballs, exceptionally bright.
You can also make a fire, my miss. You can sit aside and eat directly when I'm done
Lingxi was completely speechless at this moment. She had lived for two lifetimes and couldn't even ignite a fire.
He went to the river to wash his hands, then soaked his handkerchief and came to her. "Come and wipe it, it's almost comparable to a wedge cat," Lingxi said after listening to him. The woman who looked like a wedge cat made a high decibel sound that penetrated the forest and spread far away.
Lingxi, who came back with a red face, sat beside it in a huff, using the nearby branches to dig up the wild chrysanthemums and spread all its anger onto it. In a moment, the chrysanthemum had already undergone a dismemberment.
Is this just turning into mud and grinding into dust!
Lingxi secretly watched the movements of his subordinates with her eyes. It was the first time she had seen a man do these things. Those fair, slender, and beautiful hands were originally used to caress an elegant qin and dance a graceful long sword, used to make this somewhat cruel celestial object, but Lingxi couldn't help but stare intently.
Seeing Leng Xuan looking for some soft thatch, he first used it as a prelude, and then lit the branches with a little rest. The branches were driven by the thatch. It started to burn with a crackling sound. Seeing this, Lingxi suddenly had an impulse to bump into tofu, it turned out to be that simple.
She's so stupid!
Every posture of Leng Xuan is elegant, and every movement is meticulous. The warm winter sun shines on him, and the golden radiance falls on his hair and shoulders.
Lingxi stared blankly as he focused on flipping the pheasant in his hand, wisps of light smoke rising up, surrounded by vibrant green. She was a person sitting there waiting to eat. There was suddenly an inexplicable undercurrent surging in her heart. I just feel like this scene is something I've been looking forward to for a long time. It was also the thing she wanted the most but never got.
She suddenly shook her head in a self deprecating manner. Eliminate absurd thoughts from your mind.
This scene was watched by Leng Xuan all at once.
What's wrong? Ling'er, do you dislike my slow movements? "Leng Xuan asked Lingxi's permission and called her by her nickname. They are all young people and don't have that much emphasis.
Brother Xuan, have you ever made something like this before? Did you give it to others to eat? "Lingxi felt a little nervous and looked forward to his answer.
Do you have it? What's wrong? "Seeing a hint of disappointment in Lingxi's eyes, she smiled at him covertly.
A smile involuntarily appeared on Leng Xuan's lips.
Oh, it's nothing, I'm just asking casually. I just don't know how it tastes
Speaking of the smell, Lingxi had already smelled a hint of fragrance wafting out, and suddenly her stomach began to growl uncontrollably.
Leng Xuan's fingers flowed like a river, quickly pulling the mountain chicken that was perched on the branch. Repeatedly flipping it over, just when Lingxi was feeling dizzy and disoriented due to hunger. Half of the mountain chicken leg with a golden outer skin, constantly emitting a hint of heat and fragrance, approached Lingxi.
Lingxi took his first bite and felt that the best food in the General's Mansion was less than one-third of it.
Maybe you're hungry. She ate at a fast pace until she finished eating and forgot to taste the chicken. So she smiled and stared at the other chicken leg in Leng Xuan's hand.
Um, I don't seem to have tasted what this meat tastes like yet. "Seeing her cute and drooling expression, Leng Xuan walked up to her and gave her the remaining chicken meat in her hand.
You eat slowly, anyway I ate some fruit earlier and I'm not hungry
Whether he was really hungry or pretending to be hungry, Lingxi didn't show him politeness. But I heard him softly say, 'Turn around?'
Lingxi didn't know what he was going to do, so he turned around and felt his head loosen, and his watery black hair drooped down.
What are you doing? "Lingxi dodged and snatched the pearl hairpin from Leng Xuan's hand.
Leng Xuan didn't expect Lingxi's reaction to be so strong. He quickly said, "I see that the hairpin on your head is crooked. Can I help you tidy it up
Thank you for your kindness, I can do it myself. "At this moment, Lingxi suddenly felt that the chicken leg in his hand was dull and tasteless, and quickly threw it out. I didn't want Leng Xuan to have sharp eyes and long hands. He was like a monkey trying to catch the moon and managed to snatch it back.
After Lingxi called out 'Don't eat', Leng Xuan put it in his mouth without even thinking and took a bite.
When the rhinoceros called out, Leng Xuan finally realized that there seemed to be a small gap bitten on the chicken leg. The mouth shape of the large rhinoceros with the gap was exactly the same. Thinking about the small sandalwood mouth that he had bitten on earlier, he took another bite on it. Is this an indirect way to connect with Wen?
Lingxi stomped her feet slightly, blushed and turned her head before leaving. After washing her hands, she casually tied her hair into a bun. Paired with her beautiful face, dark eyes, and curved eyebrows, standing among the green mountains and waters, it adds a touch of beauty.
The two of them were originally saying everything, but now they fell silent.
Leng Xuan led Lingxi up the mountain road all the way.
Originally, there was a quiet path up from here. Although the path was narrow, it could still accommodate one person passing through. They climbed about a hundred stone steps together and finally saw the quaint temple hidden among the towering trees in the sky. The apricot yellow courtyard walls, tall porch, and green gray roof gave people a solemn and dignified feeling.
The Linglong Jade Pagoda standing on the right side of the temple, reaching a height of over a hundred zhang, can be considered a miracle of a generation.
At this moment, the position where Lingxi is standing feels a bit elevated, so it looks very carefully.
I saw that this Linglong Pagoda adopts an attic style with an octagonal layout. The Tasha is in the form of a diamond throne, cast in bronze and covered in a large amount of gold, shining brilliantly. The tower body is made of White Marble, which reflects the style of Jinding jade body. The most peculiar thing is the deep blue night pearl on the top of the tower. At night, the night pearl emits a soft blue light, enveloping everything here with a sense of mystery.
There was once a theft of overnight pearls here, and later the Chu Emperor designated the top three floors of the tower as a royal treasure trove, so ordinary people could not reach the top of the tower.
Dong dong dong! "The bell of Fahua Temple rang again.
I just feel that the ground here is also making a slight sound, and inside the Fahua Temple, there is indeed a chorus of chanting. Looking around, there are crowds of pilgrims coming to listen to Master Kongwen's teachings. There are imperial relatives and nobles, as well as wealthy gentlemen, heiresses, and ordinary women here. Although everyone's status is great, their faces are solemn and appear particularly devout.
Lingxi saw Master Kongwen sitting at the head, with a kind expression and rosy complexion, dressed in the attire of a mage. Beside him sat a beautiful middle-aged woman dressed as a nun. Beside them sat other monks in the temple, holding scriptures and reciting words.
Lingxi wanted to look for the presence of small green ivy in the crowd, but there were too many people here and it was difficult to see clearly.
Leng Xuan didn't say much and made a gesture to go inside, and Lingxi cautiously followed behind.
At this moment, those people were all outside, and the main hall was empty. There were not many people coming to worship, and the light smoke was swirling at the entrance of the hall. After entering, the spirit rhinoceros knelt down and bowed to the Buddha, and soon got up.
And everyone next to them knelt down to worship each Buddha one by one.
Not far from Lingxi's left hand, there was a young lady dressed in a white palace gown, who was about fifteen or sixteen years old. Willow eyebrows, goose egg face, hibiscus cheeks, cherry lips. A delicate figure, one point longer and one point shorter. She stood there quietly, and Lingxi felt that she was like a noble and gentle peony, shining brightly and standing quietly beside you like a cluster of flowers, peaceful and natural, without conflict with the world.
The two maidservants standing behind her also knelt down on the cushion behind her. Judging from their identities and attire, this young lady was definitely not an ordinary one.
Lingxi felt a bit familiar on his face, but he was too embarrassed to keep staring at others, so he turned his head and walked slowly outside.
The woman behind her murmured, "Today, the little girl is here to fulfill her vow. Thank you to the Buddha for blessing Brother Yin's safe return. I will definitely keep my promise to you and donate a hundred taels of gold every month. However, I have a small request today. I want to draw a lottery and ask some questions." After the woman finished speaking, she lowered her head slightly and bowed to the Buddha statue in front of her. Her fair earlobes turned red.
Seeing this, Lingxi knew that this woman must have been seeking a marriage contract, but she didn't know which young master was so lucky to be cherished by her.
Leng Xuan brought Lingxi to a seemingly secluded meditation room, where the layout was very simple. There is only one incense table outside, with the Buddha's smiling face on it, and fruits, vegetables, and a few strands of fragrance on the table. Below are three yellow cushions. The color of the futon varies from old to new, indicating that people often worship and recite scriptures here.
There is a carved screen in the middle, and behind the screen, there are neatly arranged and densely packed stacks of thick scriptures, which are also spotless. Lingxi and the others sat on chairs next to the desk, patiently waiting.
While Lingxi and the others were waiting, Yan Qingling and Xiao Xiao also rushed over. I don't know what technique Leng Xuan used to actually connect them.