Nightfall

> .. For more than ten years, Ning Que had been lingering in the sunset, because he had already become a habit, and the habit became the most powerful force after becoming a habit. However, he did not expect that this trip would be a bad mountain temple into Washan , Some habits have been broken. //..5/1/оΟ

Beside Hu Yuejian, Sang Sang said he would try to crack the endgame, which surprised him. Because he knows that although she sometimes has a little vanity, she never competes and wins. More importantly, according to the habits of the past, in this situation, she should stand quietly beside her and wait for him to solve the problem.

He thought about many reasons, such as the other girl in the carriage ... However, before hearing Sang Sang say so much in the Zen room, he realized that Sang Sang just wanted to prove himself.

Proving yourself means proving to yourself that it has nothing to do with the world.

Sang Sang just wanted to prove to herself that she was no longer just a little maid who would rather be silent, but a wife who could share the pressure for him, and even wanted to try to cover him from the wind and the rain.

Because she also has needs—needs that need Ning Que, needs that make Ning Que proud.

Ning Que looked at the autumn tree and frowned slightly.

Then he reached out and gently flicked the red leaves in the Zen courtyard, saying, "It's an idiot, you are raised by me. Do I still need you to consider it for me, do you need your protection?"

During the conversation in the meditation room, he had a few sour noses. In the end, the past was concealed by his ruthless temperament and his specialty in performing. At this time, he was the only one in the courtyard, and he couldn't bear it anymore, and wiped his eyes.

He felt very embarrassed, looking at the autumn leaves on the branches of autumn trees, and angrily reprimanded: "On this point, even if you are dead, I will go to the Underworld to grab you back and clean up!"

There was a slight footstep.

A mountain in a white cotton skirt came over and stood beside him without looking at his face.

The monastery was quiet, and occasionally the unpleasant cough of Sang Sang's sleep sounded.

The two looked at the red leaves silently.

Ning Que suddenly said, "Oh, oh."

Mo Shanshan said: "Uh-huh."

There is still a voice.

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At this time, noisy sounds sounded outside Zen. It seemed that someone wanted to enter the courtyard, but was stopped by the monks in the temple. There was a fierce quarrel between the two sides, which suddenly broke the silence in the courtyard.

Ning Que heard the voice of the Nanjin court chess player and frowned slightly at the courtyard gate.

"See what she does? Of course I want her to worship me as a teacher!"

"You are also monks at the Lanke Temple, don't you understand what heaven means?"

"How can someone who hasn't appeared in tens of thousands of years know how to go to practice? Of course they have to play chess!"

"Although that little girl is a man of heaven, but one of chess is so vast. Where is such a simple matter. If she willing to worship me as a teacher to learn chess, I will certainly pass on everything she has learned in her life."

"The little girl has such a talent, and today met a master like me. As long as you concentrate on the chess course, in more than ten years, you will become the overlord of the chess world that sweeps the world. It is stronger than the master Dongming of your rotten temple. It may even surpass my greatest master Song Qian in the history of the Southern Jin Dynasty and become the legendary chess master! "

"Which of the brightest daughters can be a **** of chess?"

"Hurry up and let her go, what if she ran away!"

The chess player of Nanjin roared angrily, and kept ringing outside the Zen monastery. Obviously, no matter how he said how to scold and jump, the monk at the Lanke Temple could not allow him to come in to disturb Ning Que and wait for the rest.

Ning Quexin thought that this man really loves chess, and he has the temperament of a fellow student at the back of the academy. Ben was annoyed that Sang Sang might be awakened, but at this time he was not angry.

Mo Shanshan suddenly said: "Actually I am very jealous of her and jealous of you."

Ning Que was startled.

"I know that you and Sang Sang have been very miserable before, and I'm jealous that you have eaten those hardships together." Mo Shanshan said with a smile: "I'm going to make that person quieter, you don't have to worry."

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I don't know what Mo Shanshan said in the past. The Nanjin chess master really didn't insist on seeing Sang Sang anymore, and the surrounding of the monastery returned to quietness. However, she did not come back to watch the red leaves with Ning Que.

Ning Que knew what this represented, lost something slightly, and then calmed down, looking at the branch that protruded into the Zen monastery alone, and the red leaf at the tip. Pay attention to the movement of mulberry in the Zen room.

There is a fan-shaped stone window on the white wall of the Zen courtyard for ventilation. And you can see the mountain scenery outside the courtyard from a distance.

A girl's face appeared in the fan-shaped stone window.

The face was very cold, without any emotions, but because it was so beautiful, there were flowers that had been washed by dewdrops, so it appeared in the stone window and was still a very beautiful scenery.

Because she is a princess of the Lunian Kingdom, Lu Chenjia is a nympho.

Ning Que looked at Landing Chenjia, frowning slightly, and said nothing.

Lu Chenjia looked at Ning Que through the window, gently hugged a small yellow flower with his fingers, and said indifferently: "I didn't expect that your little maid actually became the successor of the light seat."

Ning Que said, "I and her are already engaged."

Lu Chenjia's voice was cold, without any ups and downs, and said, "How old is your wife?"

Ning Que said, "Sixteen."

Lu Chenjia shook his head and said, "It doesn't look like it's only 13 or 14 years old."

Ning Que said: "I had severe typhoid fever when I was young, and the nutrition was not good. The root of the disease has not been removed, so I want to be a little thinner, and it will be better to raise for two more years.

He and the **** only met a few times and were unfamiliar. There were even fierce conflicts in the wasteland, especially because of the Longqing prince, the two were less likely to be friends. He could have ignored her, but he didn't know why, but he was seriously explaining Sang Sang's illness.

Lu Chenjia asked softly, "She has committed that disease now?"

Ning Que did not conceal and said, "Yes."

Lu Chenjia looked into his eyes and asked, "You came to Lanke Temple, did you want Master Qishan to cure her?"

Ning Que said: "Not bad."

Lu Chenjia's expression finally changed a little, and he asked with some consternation: "Can't the master be cured?"

Ning Que said, "Yes."

Lu Chenjia gently rubbed the weak stems of the small yellow flowers and said softly: "Aunt is taking a lunch break. I was bored and walked around. When I met you, I said a few words, but I didn't expect you to answer me."

Ning Que looked at her and said, "They all say that you love flowers like crazy. It happened that there was a brother in the gate of my college who is also a man who loves flowers and plants very much. Method."

The medicines that Sang Sang took along the way were all prescribed by Elder Brother Wang. Ning Quexin thought that since Brother Senior is good at herbal medicine, **** may also be good at medical treatment. Although this kind of inference is not necessarily reasonable, it is so-called medical treatment in a hurry, where can he care so much.

Lu Chenjia smiled faintly and said, "There is no friendship between us, and there are even some hatreds. In this case, you actually begged me. It seems that she is really an important person to you."

Ning Que said: "Everyone has someone who is important to them."

"Yes. For example Long Qing to me."

Lu Chenjia looked at Ning Que's eyes, the smile on his face faded, and the expression said indifferently: "The Master can't cure her disease. Do you think Master Qishan can really be cured? When you think of it, you will watch. The most important person dies, which is really the best thing for me. "

Ning Que was not angry because of her words, watching her calmly said: "It's because of you. If Sansang's disease is really not cured, I will kill Qu Ni Madi, and your father Lunar The sovereign, and all the people in the world who have a trace of meaning to you, then finally killed you and died for Sang Sang. "

Lu Chenjia's expression was slightly cold, but there was no fear, and he said indifferently: "Then you must first leave Washan alive."

Ning Que said: "There is no place in the world that can leave me."

Lu Chenjia looked slightly different and looked at him and asked, "Are you really not afraid?"

Ning Que said, "What do I need to be afraid of?"

Lu Chenjia said: "You killed Master Dao Shi, aren't you afraid that the monks of Xuankong Temple will suppress you for thousands of years?"

Ning Que said: "If Xuankong Temple has this courage. The academy will no longer exist."

Suddenly Lu Chenjia smiled slightly and said, "But if it is true that you are the son of Pluto, as it is rumored, then I believe that whether it is Buddhism or Taoism, you will be killed at all costs."

"It turns out that this is what you want to intimidate me, but unfortunately I am not. You say I am, and there is no evidence."

Ning Que looked at her and said, "And I want to tell you something. The prince Longqing was defeated by me in front of the Red Lotus Temple a few days ago. He said he was the son of Hades."

After saying this, he turned and walked towards the Zen court.

Hear Long Qing's name. Lu Chenjia's expression became a little strange, she looked at Ning Que's back as she walked away. There is no emotion in the eyes, but the fingers are slightly hard, breaking the flower stem.

The poor little yellow flower fell on her feet.

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Ning Que lifted Sang Sang from the bed, fed her the medicine, and then sensed her body condition with Haoran Qi, confirming that the poison in front of the Red Lotus Temple was basically okay. Redfish's Shenhui temporarily suppressed ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ in a dormant state, and should not recur in a short time.

He knew that this was not a very good thing, because the longer the lingering cold breath lingered, the more terrifying it was once it broke out, and if it was forced to suppress, it would be more difficult than once. Ye Hongyu, the great priest, will you go to the watch next time?

Therefore, he can only put all his hopes in the Lanke Temple and the Master Qishan, who is claimed to be as responsive as the Buddha. At this time, he is thinking about Huyuejian, because of emotional anxiety. The monk is so tough, he ca n’t help but have some fears, how could he just shout and kill the doctor before curing?

"What is this?" Sang Sang looked at the little kit in his hand and asked in doubt.

Ning Que said, "I have used one of the master's items in the Mozong Mountain Gate, and the remaining one is always useless. You can take it with you. If there is any problem later, you tell me in your heart."

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(Chapter 3 will be later, and strive to be written before one o'clock.) To be continued ..