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- Chapter 45 Desire to stab
Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, pointed to the side and said: "Miss Yuan, please sit down!"
The girl in purple clothes came in with a graceful gait, came to Xiao Yuesheng, sat down directly, and removed the round gauze hat on her head, revealing a face with oval seeds, slender eyebrows and bright eyes, shining in the firelight.
Ma Chunhua stared at her, glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, and then at the girl in purple.
Xiao Yuesheng turned the sweet potato and said nonchalantly: "Miss Yuan, you have been following us, what's the matter?"
The girl in purple shirt shook her head, raised her eyebrows, and hummed rudely: "Follow you?! Are you following me?!"
Ma Chunhua took the words, looked her over, and said with a smile: "Obviously we are walking in front and you are following behind, why is it the other way around?!"
The girl in purple shirt glanced at her and said coldly: "I'm going my own way, and you guys are in the way, who's to blame?!"
"You¡ª¡ª!" Ma Chunhua was furious. She felt that this woman was unreasonable and arrogant. It was a pity for such a good appearance.
"Spring flowers, forget it." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, took the sweet potato from the branch, broke it into two pieces, and handed half to her.
The bright yellow flesh is filled with white gas, and the aroma is overflowing, filling the entire ruined temple, adding a bit of vitality to the temple.
Ma Chunhua shut up angrily, took the sweet potato, blew on it twice, took a careful bite, nodded and smiled: "It's so delicious!"
Xiao Yuesheng gently touched it with his left hand, and the sweet potato skin fell off, revealing the soft red and yellow flesh, and he slowly bit into it.
The girl in the purple shirt rolled her eyes at the two of them, took off the bag on her back, opened it, and took out some dry food and beef wrapped in oil paper, all cold things.
Seeing that she was eating hard, as if she couldn't swallow it, Ma Chunhua couldn't bear it, and turned to look at Xiao Yuesheng.
Xiao Yuesheng suddenly disappeared, with a calm expression, concentrating on the sweet potato in his hand, with a thoughtful expression.
Ma Chunhua didn¡¯t believe that the master didn¡¯t see it. He just pretended not to see it. He really didn¡¯t know how to show mercy!
I don¡¯t know why, but she was in a good mood and very happy.
As soon as he was in a good mood, he felt sympathy and turned to the girl in purple shirt: "Miss Yuan, don't eat that, try a piece of sweet potato, okay?"
The girl in purple shirt was trying hard to swallow a mouthful, looked up at her, shook her head, pursed her lips, showing a stubborn look.
Seeing her like this, Ma Chunhua couldn't force herself, smiled and said no more.
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After eating, Xiao Yuesheng took out a book from his arms and read it slowly by the light of the fire. The light of the fire reflected on his face, illuminating his focused expression.
Ma Chunhua took out two tea cups and a small porcelain jar from the bag, carefully placed them in front of her, took out the silk handkerchief and wiped them carefully.
The two tea cups are snow-white and crystal clear, shining with a warm luster under the firelight, like white jade, warm and clear, with a faint purple air rising from them, like the sunrise at Mount Lu.
The small porcelain jar is small and exquisite, with a picture of fishing for snow on the Hanjiang River painted on it, which has an extraordinary artistic conception.
She opened the porcelain jar, pinched a handful of tea leaves from the inside, put it into the cup, then opened the water bag and poured it into the cup.
The girl in purple shirt took one glance and then took it back. Seeing her behavior, she couldn't help but be curious and looked straight over. She didn't know what Ma Chunhua was doing. She had never seen such a method of making tea.
Ma Chunhua put down the water bag, pressed the two tea cups with her small white jade hands, covered the lids, closed her bright eyes, and remained motionless.
After a while, white steam floated out from the palm of her hand, and the faint fragrance of tea lingered in the temple, condensing but not dissipating, and drifted into the nose of the girl in purple shirt.
She inhaled lightly with her small nose and took a sniff. The fragrance was refreshing and had the effect of clearing the mind and calming the mind. It must be a very good tea!
She had no time to pay attention, her eyes were staring at Ma Chunhua's hands like a demon, unblinking, opening wider and wider.
The white air first curled like silk, then gradually became thicker, and finally formed into a ball, covering her small white jade-like hands. The fragrance of tea filled the entire temple.
The girl in purple shirt was shocked. The other party actually had such deep inner strength. Even her master was far inferior!
"Master, drink tea." Ma Chunhua let go of her little hand, brought a cup of tea, and sent it to Xiao Yuesheng.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded, stared at the book, stretched out his hand to take it, and put it down casually, still staring at the book with a focused expression.
Ma Chunhua raised her head and smiled at the girl in purple shirt: "Miss Yuan, do you want some tea?"
The girl in purple shirt hurriedly turned her eyes away to hide her surprise, shook her head, lowered her head to drink dry food and chew beef.
Ma Chunhua smiled and shook her head, picked up the tea cup, took a breath, flipped the lid, and took a sip, with a look of enjoyment on her face.
?Over the years, she has been influenced by Xiao Yuesheng. She knows how to enjoy and pays attention to enjoyment. Her tea skills have greatly improved. Although it is not the best, she will be worthy of Xiao Yuesheng's eyes.
The temple was extremely quiet. After eating and drinking tea, Ma Chunhua crossed her legs and entered meditation.
"You can't drink tea after eating, or practice martial arts right away. These taboos are in vain for Ma Chunhua. She can control the blood and energy in her body freely, and doesn't care about these.
It was late at night, Xiao Yuesheng put down his book, without even looking at the girl in purple shirt, he turned around and went to the haystack in the corner, and lay down. In the blink of an eye, there was a slight snoring sound.
There was a crackle and sparks flying.
The temple was extremely quiet, and Xiao Yuesheng's slight roar could be clearly heard. The wind picked up outside, whistling past the tips of the withered grass.
The girl in purple robe sits cross-legged, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, and she has fallen into meditation.
Suddenly, her eyelids moved and she slowly opened them, revealing only a small gap. Her eyes were subtle and she scanned the surroundings.
Ma Chunhua has a solemn appearance, sitting cross-legged, hands in seals, motionless, breathing fine and deep, seven or eight times slower than ordinary people's breathing.
She stood up gently, picked up a piece of wood, added it to the fire, and glanced up at Xiao Yuesheng and Ma Chunhua.
The sound stopped for a moment, and then sounded again, as if she was awakened, but Ma Chunhua still sat quietly as before, without moving her eyelids.
The purple-clothed girl was relieved. If the sound continued, she was worried that Xiao Yuesheng was pretending to be asleep on purpose. A person with such martial arts skills was extremely alert and would definitely notice the slightest movement.
After a while, she got up again and left the temple, but came back with some wood and added it to the fire.
Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s roar stopped for a moment and then started ringing again.
The girl in purple looked at Ma Chunhua and saw that she was still sitting still, seemingly unconscious, and she was relieved.
Once she enters concentration, it is different from sleeping. Her five senses are closed and she goes deep into her heart. She is completely unaware of the outside world. She must have reached such a state.
The girl in purple thought for a moment, walked slowly across the fire, came to Xiao Yuesheng's side, and slowly came to his side.
Xiao Yuesheng's roar weakened, much lower than before, as if he was about to wake up.
But the girl in purple knew that instead of waking up soon, she was sleeping more deeply. When a normal person sleeps, the sound will start sounding loudly at first, and then it will gradually weaken until it stops sounding.
Although she didn¡¯t know the reason, she knew the rules. Seeing Xiao Yuesheng like this, she felt relieved and slowly approached.
Xiao Yuesheng suddenly turned over, his humming stopped, and his posture changed, from curling up on the left side to curling up on the right side, like a baby.
The girl in purple shirt frowned and stopped.
She furrowed her slender eyebrows and thought attentively, as if she had vaguely heard her master say that those who are masters of Taoism have rules when it comes to sitting and lying down. There is a sitting posture and a standing posture.
Especially when sleeping, whether you practice Taoism or not, just sleep like a dog. When you look at a person from his sleeping posture, it is easiest to see his cultivation level.
If he is curled up like a dragon and looks like a baby, it must be that his Qi is activated and he is still practicing even while sleeping.
Such a person is rare in the world, because once a person falls asleep, he changes his position at least nine times in one night. When he falls asleep, his mind is in a daze and he loses control of his body. How can he remember his sleeping posture? !
Therefore, sleeping posture is extremely difficult to practice, and it is countless times more difficult than martial arts training. She has never seen him before, but he is just a legendary cultivator.
The girl in purple shirt stared at Xiao Yuesheng closely for a long time without moving.
After a while, she suddenly coughed slightly, very lightly, but in the quiet night, it was quite clear.
Xiao Yuesheng's roar sounded again, soft and rhythmic, like the waves undulating and lapping against the rocks on the shore.
The girl in purple shirt remained motionless, sitting by the fire, staring at Xiao Yuesheng, her hand on the sword at her waist, her eyes becoming increasingly sharp.
An hour later, Xiao Yuesheng turned around again, turned sideways, and changed his arms, once again assuming the shape of a baby.
The girl in the purple shirt took a deep breath, frowned, pondered for a moment, and finally let go of the hilt of the sword.
In the early morning of the next day, Xiao Yuesheng woke up, Ma Chunhua also got out of her seat, and the girl in purple also sat cross-legged and slowly opened her eyes.
Xiao Yuesheng stood up, looked at the girl in purple shirt for a while, smiled, thoughtfully.
He said: "Chunhua, I had a dream last night. Someone wanted to assassinate me."
Ma Chunhua was startled and said hurriedly: "Who wants to kill you, Master?!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and waved his hand: "Let's hurry up and go to Walun Temple early!"
"You're going to Walun Temple?!" ZishanThe girl was surprised. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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