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Chapter 67

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    Watching Qing Wan cry while singing.

    Zhen Youqian felt uncomfortable, so he asked: "Qingwan, why don't we just go back?"

    Qingwan stopped singing, looked at him and said, "Don't you think it's a little late for us to go home now!" She wiped her tears with her sleeves, looked up at the sky, sighed, and said quietly, "Let  Let our hearts be as clear as the moonlight!"

    In fact, Qingwan also understands in her heart, this moonlight, how can it be clear?  It's just hazy, even chaotic.

    Yougan spread Qingwan's long gown on the grass, and went to the white horse to get the saddle bag. A lute-like lute was exposed in a bag of the saddle bag.  He rolled up the saddlebag along the gourd-shaped piano case, forming a pillow that two people could sleep on, and placed it on the clothes that had been laid out earlier.

    Qingwan watched Yougan fiddling with everything, and knew what Yougan wanted in her heart She didn't dare to think about it too much, she just hoped that all good beginnings would have a not-too-bad ending; I really hope that this long  Summer night, please hurry up.

    [1] "Qingping Diao - Part 2" Li Bai. Poem

    A branch of red dew condenses fragrance,

    ? Clouds and rains Wushan heartbroken in vain;

    Let me ask who is the winner of the Han Palace,

    Poor Feiyan leans on her new clothes.

    Slowly, one by one, she took off the clothes she had just put on neatly, and her icy skin and white body like a lotus root were gradually exposed to the refreshing air.

    After all, she was shy, Qingwan sat on the grass, rubbing her legs subconsciously; those two dodging eyes did not dare to look closer, so they had to look far away.

    Yougan looked at her as if admiring a lotus with dew, it was really beautiful and fragrant.

    She is so slender, especially her small waist, which can be touched with one hand; her white jade-like skin seems to be like the faint moonlight shining on the white jade; the pair of nipples on her chest are very firm,  But small and exquisite, as if carved by a jade carver.  She was so nervous that she didn't dare to move, and she could only know that she was still a living thing from her gradually accelerating breathing.

    How could she be willing to hurt her when she was so lovely!

    Yougan got up and walked over, smiled and pulled the clothes on her shoulders, teasing her: "Why are you taking off your clothes?"

    Qing Wan looked up at him.

    Yougan said lightly: "Come on, come to me, I'll tell you a story" Then, he took Qingwan's hands and sat down on the grass covered with clothes.

    ¡¾2¡¿Fable of "The Sheep and the Horse"

    someone said:

    The rain is the one who leaves,

    Be longing for someone in the world,

    The tears left behind.

    What do you say:

    Snow, what is it?

    Once upon a time, there was a little white sheep who fell in love with a white horse on the grassland.

    One day, the little white sheep ran to the white horse and said, "I like you!"

    The white horse glanced at the little white sheep and asked her: "How can I trust you?"

    The little white sheep thought for a while, and replied: "I will protect you, and I am willing to give my life for you."

    The white horse was silent for a while, looked at the firm face of the little white sheep, smiled slightly, and said, "I am much stronger than you, and I don't need your protection."

    The little white sheep was in a hurry, and begged: "I won't expect too much from you, just be your friend!"

    The white horse smiled indifferently, and nodded as a response.  Xindao: This simple little white sheep is indeed a bit flattering.  The white horse has a little interest in the little white sheep.

    In order to quickly enter the life of the white horse, the little white sheep gave up the habit of eating omnivores, and also learned to eat grass;  Two curvy, very beautiful little horns; in order to have a short coat as beautiful as that of a white horse, she kept rubbing against the tree, even if the skin was scratched, the fur could not be shortened.  Instead, she rubbed her long white hair into curls

    She ran to the white horse persistently every day, and said to the white horse happily: "I love you!"

    For the love expressed by the little white sheep, the proud big white horse just responded lightly - I know.  The white horse always thinks that after a long time, the little white sheep will give up and forget about himself.

    For the big white horse's indifference, the little white sheep doesn't care at all, she knows that it is enough that she loves it.

    One day, the little white sheep asked the white horse: "Some people say that the rain is the tears left by the departed people who yearn for a certain person in the world. Then you say, the snow isp; One day, the monsters suddenly thought of enshrining their reincarnated parents, the god of good fortune, so they built an altar near their residence and named it the god of change.  In the middle of the night on April 5th, the gods and gods were held, and the monsters carried the gods along a road (the name of the street in Kyoto. Located on the north side of the palace) from west to east.

    Coincidentally, His Royal Highness Guan Bai at that time was going to enter the palace because he had a temporary official official business that day, so he also traveled east to west along a large road, and collided with the ranks of monsters, and the team guarding Guan Bai was overthrown.  But Guan Bai was calm and composed, and watched the monsters carefully from inside the car.  When the monsters approached Guan Bai's car, fire suddenly spewed out from Guan Bai's amulet, causing the monsters to flee in all directions.

    It turned out that the amulet worn by Guan Bai was a Shengzun Dharani made by an eminent monk himself. He always carried it with him, so this time he was able to save himself from danger.  Because of this incident, Guan Bai did not enter the palace, so he reported the matter to the emperor.  The emperor was shocked when he learned about it, and quickly invited the eminent monk to pray.  The eminent monk performed the practice in the Qingliang Hall of the imperial palace, and sent 7 or 8 Dharma protector boys to subdue the demons and exorcise them.  The guardian boy flew to the residence of the monsters, beat them to death, and made the monsters swear that they would never harass humans again.

    The ghosts who took their lives gathered together and discussed again: It seems that we usually do a lot of evil, but this time we were punished by the gods and Buddhas.  Since gods and Buddhas left us with one life, why don't we take refuge in Buddhas.  So the monsters remembered Yilian, who was chased away by them at the beginning, and went to the deep mountains to find the place of Taoism, worshiped him as their teacher, and converted to Buddhism.  In the end, these monsters devoted themselves to practice, and finally fulfilled their great wish of rebirth, and all of them became Buddhas instantly.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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