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Volume 1 The Divine Condor Chapter 155 Jue Yuan (Part 2)

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    Chapter 155 Jue Yuan (Part 2)

    The bedroom of the owner of Guanlan Villa

    "Master, what should we do with the Murong family?" A soft and delicate voice sounded slowly, and the room was filled with milky white pearls, bright and soft.

    Xiaoyu's cheeks were flushed as she spoke, her brows showed laziness and contentment, her eyes were sparkling like spring water, she was lying lazily on Xiao Yuesheng's chest, her head pressed against Xiao Yuesheng's chin, her two naked breasts  The jade arms are casually draped on the snow-white brocade quilt around the waist, as if carved from ivory, round and moist, which is intoxicating.

    "What's wrong?" Xiao Yuesheng asked casually, half leaning on the head of the ivory bed.

    "The Murong family is very restless. They seem to be very ambitious. They always want to get involved in our Jiaxing City. I have to endure it again and again!"

    She has this habit of always telling the important things after the young master is intimate with her. At this time, the young master is in a good mood, and her mind is much clearer than usual.

    "Oh -! Let Xiaoxing go to Murong's house first and let her talk to Murong Yu. If she doesn't listen, there is no need to be polite Hehe, you have rebelled against them! Treat tolerance as cowardice, shameless,  It¡¯s no wonder we are the ones to blame!¡± The corners of Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s mouth drooped and he snorted, his understatement revealing a sinister aura.

    "Xiaoyu agreed softly and softly: "Well, I will look for Xiaoxing tomorrowbut Miss Murong is also an amazing person!"

    "What?Do the two heroes cherish each other?" Xiao Yuesheng smiled and kissed Xiaoyu's silky, satin-like hair under his chin, and the evil spirit that was about to burst out dissipated.

    Xiaoyu smiled softly, moved her snow-white jade body, and changed to a more comfortable posture and position to lie on his chest. She sighed deeply and said softly: "Actually, she is not a bad person, but  For the sake of the family, I have to do this!Oh, Master, you are becoming less and less compassionate!"

    After saying that, he raised his head and gave his son a rollicking look, which was extremely charming.

    "Have mercy on women?Haha, isn't my husband good enough to you?" Xiao Yuesheng chuckled, but he was muttering in his heart. His heart is indeed not gentle enough, and he is not as interested in treating women as before. Could it be that he is old?  ?

    Raising his head to let the milky white pearls shine into his eyes, Xiao Yuesheng felt a chill in his heart, this was really not good!  My state of mind cannot remain lively and light, but becomes like an ancient well. Could it be that I have reached a state of forgetfulness?  That would be a really boring life!

    Xiaoyu¡¯s gentle voice rang out, and she chuckled: ¡°Young Master looks affectionate, but he is actually a ruthless person!¡±

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    As he spoke, he also used his left hand to cover the left side of Xiaoyu's exposed breast, and rubbed it twice, making her moan softly.

    "Okay, okay, I said it wrong, isn't it?!" Unable to bear the rubbing from the big hands, Xiaoyu hurriedly begged for mercy, but her jade face became more and more charming.

    "If you make a mistake, you will be punished! Let's see how my husband will deal with you!" Xiao Yuesheng's vicious voice sounded, and then he turned over and pressed Xiaoyu under him.

    Xiaoyu's heart-warming moans gradually sounded. The stars and moon were not visible outside the window. Only the peach trees next to the jade stone were hazy like jade trees and silver flowers. The spring scenery in the room was smoky, the ivory bed shook slightly, and the moon-white curtains were like  Ups and downs like waves

    On the forest path in Shaoshi Mountain in Henan, a middle-aged monk was walking up carrying water, walking slowly but with ease.

    His face was like a crown jewel, his temperament was as elegant as that of someone who has read poetry and books, and his expression was peaceful and tranquil, like a moral monk. At this time, his whole body was wrapped in iron chains as thick as his thumb, and he was carrying two buckets with pointed bottoms on his shoulders.  , only when you look closer can you realize that the bucket is actually made of iron. It is dark and shiny, but on the shoulders of this middle-aged monk, it seems light and weightless. It is obvious that the inner strength of his body is extremely deep, gray  The monk's robes are fluttering, his steps are light and calm, and his bearing is extraordinary.

    This person is a monk from the Shaolin Temple, whose Buddhist name is Jue Yuan. He is responsible for guarding the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion. He was punished only because of dereliction of duty.

    At this time, the sun in the sky seemed to be covered with a veil, a little dark, and the breeze passing through the forest was quite cold. He was about to pass through a small pine forest. As he walked, he looked up at the sky and observed from his experience.  It seems that there is a sign of snow.

    Before entering the grove, Jue Yuan's pair of Fushou ears under his bald head moved. He kept walking and listened. It seemed that there was someone in the small stone pavilion in the forest. The clear and melodious giggles were floating in the forest and concentrated.  It lingered, and the sound was so delicate and sweet that even with his Buddhist practice, he could not help but feel a sense of mental turmoil.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?The monk took off his gray cloth shoes and paused for a moment. He clasped his hands together and said nothing. He silently recited Amitabha with his heart, and then silently sang a section of the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra: Form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, and form is emptiness.  Emptiness is color, and so are feelings, thoughts, and awareness!

    With the chanting of the Heart Sutra, his mind gradually became calmer and quieter, and he walked slowly along the path into the small pine forest.

    The laughter like silver bells was faint, rising and dying, and the whispering sound was clearly audible with the cold wind. At this time, he silently recited the Heart Sutra, and his state of mind was like an ancient pool in the mountains, empty and untouched, and his curiosity was absorbed.  Become invisible, the steps remain unchanged.

    After more than fifty steps into the small pine forest, the stone pavilion on the mountainside came into view. There were indeed people inside the stone pavilion, and there were two of them.

    A man and a woman, both wearing snow-white mink fur clothes, look graceful and luxurious, which is hard to look at. You can tell at a glance that they must come from a wealthy family.

    The man seemed to be about thirty years old, with an ordinary appearance. He had a black and bright mustache, and his eyes were as deep as a deep pool.  Ordinary people suddenly become magnanimous and outstanding.

    But that woman was in her prime, with stunning beauty, like a fairy in the Lingxiao Palace who could not eat the fireworks of the world. Against the backdrop of the snow-white fur clothes, her face was as radiant as snow, her ice-cold muscles and jade bones, and her silver-bell-like laughter came from her.  mouth.

    At this time, the two of them were sitting opposite each other on both sides of the stone table in the pavilion, each picking up chess pieces and looking at the dark purple chessboard on the stone table. They were facing each other. The man was stroking his beard and smiling, and the woman was slightly frowning, and her teeth were as light as braided shells.  Biting her cherry lips, the look is very touching.

    Before he could get closer, the two of them seemed to be aware of it. They both raised their heads and looked at Jue Yuan's newly revealed figure. The man nodded and smiled at him, his face was warm, and Jue Yuan couldn't help but raise one palm to ask, but he was suffering from punishment and could not speak.  I feel quite sorry.

    Seeing that the man returned the favor to Jue Yuan, the stunning girl sitting opposite him also followed suit. She put her two small hands made of jade on her chest, but Monk Jue Yuan stopped walking and felt heartbroken.  He was stunned.

    Because of the graceful posture of this woman when her palms are clasped together, she exudes a faint majesty, like a Guanyin master, holy and compassionate, it is really hard to believe that she is actually a cardamom girl.

    "Don't you know the master's name?" The man asked slowly with a smile on his face and warm eyes. His voice was clear and clear, and it had the feeling of driving away the gloom in the sky.

    Regarding the iron chain wrapped around Jue Yuan's body, his expression was as usual, as if he had never seen it before. The same was true for the girl, whose face was like snow, looking at him coldly.

    Jue Yuan just asked with one palm, nodded slightly, responded with a smile, apologetic on his face, and stepped faster, trying to avoid them.

    "Could it be that you are Master Jue Yuan?" The man suddenly asked in a loud voice, but his tone was already full of affirmation, and the warm smile on his face became a little thicker.

    Jue Yuan stopped walking, turned around and nodded towards the two of them, with a smile on his jade-like face and a bit of surprise. He thought to himself: He has always been in the Shaolin Scripture Pavilion and could not leave.  Temple, how can any secular person recognize me?

    "It's just that he complied with the forbidden words he received at this time and still didn't speak.

    "Haha, is it possible that the master is practicing closed-mouth meditation?" The man smiled heartily and stood up. His snow-white mink fur shone brightly, his long body was erect, and his face was filled with a cool and graceful aura.

    Jue Yuan shook his head, pointed his slender white fingers at the iron ropes wrapped around his body, then saluted with one palm, smiled apologetically, and continued walking down the mountain path.

    The iron chains on his feet were wrapped around his legs with gray cloth and made no sound. The cold wind passed through the forest and blew the gray monk's robes. He walked calmly, seemingly heavy but light, and soon he was walking along the road.  He turned a corner along the forest path and disappeared.

    "Godfather? Is he Master Jue Yuan? He is indeed very skilled!" The girl also stood up Yingying, walked to her godfather, and asked in a crisp voice. The cold wind could not blow her snow-white mink.  Qiu can blow the hair on her temples.

    These two people are naturally Xiao Yuesheng and Yang Ruonan, the father and daughter who came to Shaolin to play.

    "Well, he is Master Jue Yuan, haha,interesting!" Xiao Yuesheng looked at the end of the path, smiled and shook his head.

    "Why doesn't he speak? Is he mute?" Yang Ruonan asked cautiously, his voice getting lower and lower, as if Master Jue Yuan was right in front of him and wanted to avoid it.

    "Nonsense!" Xiao Yuesheng glared at her, shook his head, and sighed: "Alas! Seeing that he was wearing a chain and had to do the menial work of an entry-level disciple, he was afraid that he would be punished by the Discipline Hall.  Is it punished?"

    There was some speculation in my heart, whether the punishment he received was related to the four volumes of the Lankavatara Sutra that he sent people to steal. If so, I would be a little sorry.

    He shook his head slightly, thinking? Expelled, then turned around and sat back at the stone table, smiling: "Come on, let's continue the game, Xiao Ruonan, you are about to lose! There is no hope of entering the Shaolin Temple!"

    "Humph, that's not necessarily the case!" Yang Ruonan's watery gaze also averted from a distance, and he hurriedly sat back at the stone table, pouted the cherry, and hummed hard, but the worry between his eyebrows revealed that she  The heart is timid.

    "Yang Ruonan, this time, we have agreed that if we really lose the chess game, we will really not enter the Shaolin Temple today!  You are not allowed to cheat!" Xiao Yuesheng held a dark and shiny nephrite chess piece and stared at it.  He looked at her charming face and smiled slightly.

    "Who - is cheating?!" Yang Ruonan rolled his eyes at his godfather, and quickly returned his gaze to the chessboard. Inadvertently, the touching charm was naturally revealed. If it were the man next to him here, he would definitely be lost.

    Under Xiao Yuesheng's smile, she frowned and thought hard for a long time, her lips were bitten until they were swollen. She suddenly straightened up, wrinkled her straight and delicate nose, and said angrily: "Oh, it's all my godfather's fault."  , deliberately teasing others and disrupting their mindsthis game doesn't count, let's start again!"

    After saying that, he seemed to be indignant and slapped the stone table with his little hand, and most of the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard jumped up and became a mess.

    "You¡ª¡ª!" Xiao Yuesheng cried out, pointing his finger at the smiling Yang Ruonan, pretending to be trembling with anger, pointing at her, then at the chessboard, and sighed: "Oh¡ª¡ª! You  Girl, you¡¯re so unreasonable!¡±

    Yang Ruonan chuckled and did not talk back. Her jade-like hands quickly packed up the chess pieces and separated the black and white. She knew she was in the wrong. As long as she could win this game, it would be a great victory. There was no need to argue about the merits of the game.

    "Godfather, let's play another game, okay?!" After clearing away the nephrite chess pieces, Yang Ruonan began to plead softly, shaking Xiao Yuesheng's arm with his little hand, and his jade face looked pitiful.

    "No!" Xiao Yuesheng answered resolutely, but the way he raised his head and looked into the distance was too exaggerated to make Yang Ruonan take it seriously.

    "Good godfather, I really won't cheat this time Whoever cheats is a puppy! Let's play another game, okay? Okay?!" Yang Ruonan saw hope and kept trying, twisting  The delicate body shook his arm vigorously, and the voice became more and more soft and charming. I was afraid that a man would not be able to withstand such a gentle offensive.

    "Okay, I promise you!" Xiao Yuesheng hurriedly agreed, but in fact he just deliberately teased her to make her happy.

    So the two set up their formations and continued to play chess. It was related to whether they could enter the Shaolin Temple to play. Yang Ruonan didn't dare to be careless. This time, he went all out and tried his best to deal with his godfather's offensive.

    In terms of chess ability, although Yang Ruonan is extremely smart, he is nothing compared to Xiao Yuesheng. However, when Xiao Yuesheng plays chess, he does not just want to win, but sets a goal at the beginning, which is to win a few moves.  Then when playing chess, precise control and striving to master everything are very different from just focusing on winning or losing.

    At the beginning, the sound of the chess pieces falling onto the board was quite rapid, and the two of them moved quickly, as if they were laying out chess records. After a dozen moves, the speed slowed down, and they had to ponder for a while before they could place the chess pieces. Yang Ruonan had already started.  I felt strenuous.

    Looking at her unswept eyebrows and slightly frowned eyebrows, her indescribably charming appearance, Xiao Yuesheng secretly sighed in his heart, as time goes by, Ruonan will eventually grow up¡ª¡ª!

    The two of them had just reached the middle of the game, and the battle was about to become fierce. They both raised their heads and turned around to see a young man wearing monk's robes but not ordained slowly walking towards them.

    He has a tall body, thick bones, thick eyebrows and big eyes. Although his face still has a childish look, his steps are serious, and he has the appearance of a master.

    Seeing Xiao Yuesheng and Xiao Yuesheng sitting in the pavilion, he seemed to be dumbfounded and surprised. Then his face turned red. When he moved, he looked a bit dull. His big eyes did not dare to look at Yang.  Ruonan, it is true that Yang Ruonan's appearance is too beautiful.

    Xiao Yuesheng knew immediately at the first glance that he was a lay disciple of Shaolin. However, it was rare to have such cultivation at such a young age. It seemed that it was not just a fluke that Shaolin Temple was the leader in martial arts.
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