Chapter 4 Well-Taiwan Love
Chapter 4: Love in Jingtai (")
Xiaodao said in confusion: "Brother Xiao, how could you know that this fairy would know Zen Master Fan?"
Brother Xiao turned his head and looked at them and sighed: "Because I saw her coming to find the old monk when I was injured."
Young Master Qin stared at Yang Xiao with wide eyes, his face full of reluctance: "Yang Xiao, it turns out that you recognize her, this bet doesn't count."
Yang Xiao ignored Master Qin and carried the hoe on his own, turned around and left. After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned his head and laughed: "Master Qin, Master Qin, a gentleman is worth a lot of money to chase after him, but after you invite us tonight, I will tell you how to chase A Lian."
Young Master Qin jumped up excitedly and shouted, "Is this true?"
Yang laughed a little and took a big step towards Famingsi.
"Brother Xiao, Brother Xiao, do you want the prey today?" Daniu shouted loudly.
"No, I'll leave it to you, I have to beg for the chicken, haha--"
Xiaodao looked at Yang Xiao's back as he was gone and said to Daniu: "Daniu, your chicken must be in trouble again."
The big bull looked bitter, but when he looked at the antelope on the ground, he smiled foolishly. He touched the back of his head with his big hand, and led the hunting dog to carry the antelope and led everyone to Songjiazhuang.
Besides, Yang Xiao carried the hoe and arrived at Faming Temple in a short while. He never met the beautiful fairy again along the way. He felt a little disappointed. Could it be that I was wrong, wasn’t I here to find the old monk? Or she was already inside.
With a hint of expectation, Yang Xiao stepped into the temple gate and shouted: "Old monk, old monk, I'm back, I'm here to give you a jar of good wine."
The temple was silent, and there was no other sound except Yang Xiao's shouting.
Yang Xiao was secretly surprised. When the old monk heard his voice, he would call the Buddha's name first. Could it be that something really happened? Yang Xiao was shocked. An enemy came to him, which was related to the fairy? No, Yang Xiao immediately denied this speculation. The old monk was kind and friendly, and would not have enemies.
Yang Xiao put down his things and went straight to the wing room behind.
Although Faming Temple is a temple, it is very simple in scale. It only has one hall. There are four or five wing rooms, one wood and one kitchen, and there are no other buildings. The old monk lives in the room on the far left, and the door of the wing room is faintly hidden. Yang Xiao hurried over and pushed the door open and entered.
The decorations in the wing room were still the same, the tables, chairs, backs and mattresses were neatly arranged, and there was no mess, and the old monk could be seen.
Yang Xiao swept around and saw a piece of white rice paper on the table. Yang Xiao ran over and picked it up and saw a few small seal characters written on it: "Yang Xiao, if a guest is visiting, I have to go and arrange dinner by myself. - Lefan"
Yang Xiao put down the big rock in his heart and let out a sigh of relief. He had no relatives or relatives in this world, and this old monk was like his reborn parents, and he always had some difficult feelings for him.
Seeing that the old monk was fine, Yang Xiao was in a good mood. The old monk wanted to arrange the meals by himself, so he remembered the beggar chicken, so he ran away and went out of the temple.
As soon as he arrived at the door, he shouted loudly: "Girl Hui, where are you, come out quickly!"
"Come here-Come here-" A giggle came from the distance. Then a sound of broken steps came from the left of the temple gate.
"Yang Xiao, why is it so urgent?" A crisp and pleasant voice came from the depths of the woods.
"Haha--Beggar Chicken, Hui Yatou."
"Did you steal Mrs. Song again?" The voice was so delicate and there was a hint of blame, as if he was angry with Yang Xiao for frequent visits to Mrs. Song's chicken.
As soon as he finished speaking, a beautiful beauty in goose yellow dress turned out from the path behind the tree.
The beauty was about sixteen or seventeen years old and had black hair draped down her shoulders, her bright eyes were autumn water, her eyes were filled with love, her pretty face was slightly red, and her expression seemed to be angry but not angry, staring at Yang Xiao tightly, as if she was love and hatred.
Seeing her holding the book in her hand and looking affectionate, Yang Xiao couldn't help but feel a strange tenderness in her heart.
"Silly?" Meituo Hui walked over with a smile and gave Yang Xiao a gentle look.
Yang Xiao stared at her slightly undulating breasts and smiled badly: "Girl Hui is getting more and more handsome, and she is about to fascinate me."
"What are you looking at? You're the one who talks!" Hui's face was slightly slight, suppressing the joy in her heart and cursing softly.
"Have you had lunch?" Yang Xiao asked softly.
Meitu Hui looked at Yang Xiao shyly and shook her head.
"See you in our old place. This time I will make you a beggar chicken from Hangzhou." Yang Xiao walked up to him and pulled her tenderness and said softly.
"Yes", Hui Yatou shyly lowered her pink head, and her snow-white neck quietly climbed onto a layer of bright red.
Yang Xiao looked at it foolishly, bent down and couldn't help but touch the little cherry-red mouth.
Meitu broke free like a deer, staring at Yang Xiao in panic.
Yang Xiao smiled embarrassedly and coughed softly: "Girl Hui, I'll go and prepare first, come quickly." After that, he turned around and ran towards the distance.
Hui Yatou looked at his back with deep affection, slightly opened her teeth and bit her jade lips. Thinking about the scene just now, her cheeks suddenly felt a heat, and her feet ran towards the place where she came as if she stomped her feet.
Thinking of the time when she met Meitu, Yang Xiao felt a little emotional in his heart: Meitu lived in Baima Temple. I heard that it was Xu Xiaode's daughter, with a stunning appearance and talent. I don't know why she came to live in Baima Temple? This Baima Temple and Faming Temple are dozens of steps away, and the two temples drink the same well water.
I remember one day four months ago, Yang Xiao took a bucket to the well to fetch water, and the two met on the well platform.
When Yang Xiao saw Xu Hui for the first time, he stood there blankly, feeling extremely excited. Xu Hui was his girlfriend in his previous life.
Xu Hui looked at Yang Xiao in shock and hesitated whether to go up and fetch water.
"Who are you? Why haven't I seen you?" Xu Hui said timidly.
Yang Xiao sighed and said with a wry smile: "My name is Yang Xiao. I have been lying in the temple to recuperate in the past few months."
Xu Hui's pretty face was relaxed, she smiled charmingly, and her mouth became clever: "Are you the one who fell from the roof?"
"This old monk talks too much." Yang laughed and scolded.
Xu Hui walked up and put down the bucket with a light foot. She laughed "Puchi" and said, "Don't wrongly accuse the Master. This White Horse Temple is several steps away from Faming Temple. How can such a big movement be ignorant?"
Yang Xiao saw her every frown and smile resemble her girlfriend in her previous life. When she remembered that she was now separated from her for two lives, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
"What's wrong with you?"
"You look like a friend of mine." Yang Xiao sighed with emotion.
"A confidante?" Xu Hui lowered her head and asked with a pink face slightly red.
"Um!"
As soon as Xu Hui spoke, she knew that she was too reckless. When she met, she asked people like this. After waiting for a while, she didn't see him answering, and then looked up and saw him staring at him dazed to death. She was so scared that she "thumped" and knocked the bucket down the well.
Yang Xiao came to his senses and smiled, climbed down the wheel rope, fetched water for her, and carried it to the door of Baima Temple, just like sending her girlfriend back to the dormitory in college, so the two of them got to know each other.
One day, Yang Xiao came to the well platform to carry water again. A pheasant was thirsty and fell on the edge of the well to find water to drink. Yang Xiao saw it and tiptoed to the point where he beat him to death. What a fat pheasant, Yang Xiao was so fat that he rarely encountered such a good thing. So he stopped carrying the water, picked up a pile of firewood, went to the woods in front, and went to the fire to roast chicken.
It happened that on this day, Xu Hui also came to the well to carry water. There was no one on the well platform. Xu Hui searched around for a long time, and there was no sign of Yang Xiao nearby. At this time, a smell of barbecue came from the wind. Yang Xiao beat the little thief and was even more amazing.
Xu Hui was in the boudoir since she was young, so how could she smell this fragrance? Where did she float over? A wisp of smoke was emitting a small forest not far away, and it must have been there. As she thought about it, she couldn't help but walk towards the small forest.
As he got closer, he could see clearly that it was Yang Xiao who was humming with his eyes and humming a little song. He squatted by the fire and barbecued the meat. He didn't know what meat was roasting, and he drilled into his nostrils with a fragrant aroma. After a while, the meat was roasted and he saw him take off the roasted meat from the fire, pull off one of his thighs and bit it.
"What kind of meat, is it fragrant?" Xu Huiqiao asked with a red face.
Yang Xiao suddenly heard someone talking. He was startled. When he turned around and saw that it was Xu Hui, he smiled embarrassedly and said, "Chicken, pheasant. He landed on the well platform to drink water, swung the shoulder pole, and just a moment, hahaha..." As he said that, he tore off the other chicken's thigh and handed it to her, "There is a share of the person who sees it, it's so fragrant. If you eat it, you will even swallow your tongue!"
Xu Hui had already become familiar with him, so she took it shyly, and ate it in big mouthfuls regardless of the lady's appearance.
Since then, Yang Xiaofan has roasted chicken and roasted dog thighs, and they are all with Xu Hui, and their emotions have increased unknowingly.
Yang laughed and took the rooster for a while. He removed the chicken feathers and internal organs, applied the lilac, star anise, jade fruit, and put a lilac each of the two chickens' armpits to hold it; then wrapped it with lotus leaves, then applied the wine jar and placed it on the fire to bake.
After a while, a tempting fragrance drifted out from the cracked cracks of the mud in the wine jar. Yang Xiao sucked it greedily a few times, and hummed a little song with a smile. I recalled the last time when I roasted beggar chicken, it seemed that I was in the forest of my girlfriend on campus when I was in my sophomore year. It had been two or three years since then. If it weren't for the damn jade pendant, I would have married my girlfriend now. Alas, it was so fucking disappointment.
Yang Xiao was sighing, but there was a slight footsteps behind him. Yang Xiao took a breath, thinking of Xu Hui's delicate appearance, the tenderness in his chest rose again, and said softly: "Girl Hui, you can have something to eat when you come."
A voice sounded behind him, "The monk is not a monk, the Buddha is not a Buddha, the monk is out of the house."
Yang Xiao was startled and turned his head to look. He saw an old Taoist in his sixties, wearing a black-clothed and soapy horn, standing five feet behind him.
The Taoist described it as elegant and fairy-like, holding a whisk in his hand, looking at Yang Xiao with a smile, and his eyes seemed to be a little "burying".
It's really bad. Where did the Taoist priest from Maoshan dare to laugh at me for coming, saying that I'm from a family, grandma. Besides, I'm not a monk at all.
Yang Xiao's eyes rolled and he laughed: "Dao is not Dao, it's very Dao, it's nonsense!"
"Hahaha-What a nonsense!" A loud voice came down from the treetops.
Yang Xiao's eyes flashed, and a green shirt fell from the sky and landed lightly beside the old Taoist.
Chapter completed!