A moment later, a middle-aged woman who was about 1.7 meters tall and cold, walked out, wearing a gray-white nun costume and a hat, and a string of rosary beads hanging around her neck. Her eyebrows impressed Hua Tiancheng. The woman with a eyebrows were relatively tough. Seeing Wuqing Master’s bright eyes and her red lips and white teeth, Hua Tiancheng suddenly remembered the little Wusheng in the opera. He even reminded him of a poem: A poetic look at the waterfall, the April sky in the world.

At this moment, Master Wuqing was also looking up and down at Hua Tiancheng, who was over 1.8 meters tall, with a pair of wind-catching ears, hard eyebrows, and a bad smile always hangs on the corner of his mouth. He was wearing a black down jacket and a pair of thousand-layer cloth shoes. This was Hua Tiancheng. Master Wuqing knew that men with hard eyebrows had ambitions.

"Master, I want to sing three incense sticks?" Hua Tiancheng asked with his hands folded.

Master Wuqing nodded and said, "Please follow the poor nun." Hua Tiancheng silently followed Master Wuqing.

When I entered the courtyard, I saw three gates. Hua Tiancheng's master was a Taoist, and he still knew about Buddhism. The gate in the middle is called Kongmen, which is specially used for monks to walk. The gate on the left is a passage for men to burn incense for men and the passage for women to burn incense on the right. Some people say that when burning incense, you cannot step on the threshold, it is the shoulder of the Buddha.

After entering, Hua Tiancheng saw Guanyin Bodhisattva sitting upright. Due to the age of time, the Buddha statue was already a little mottled. Hua Tiancheng knelt on the cushion and kowtowed to make a wish, burned three incense sticks, then stood up and bowed again: "Master, can I see lilac?"

"The monks do not lie. Dingxiang is indeed here with me, but she is very sad and has the idea of ​​being a nun." Wuqingshi said with an expressionless face.

When Hua Tiancheng heard this, he was shocked: "Master, you must not let Dingxiang be a nun. I can heal the wound on her face. There is a kind of golden snake grass on Shenlong Mountain, which is specially used to treat knife wounds and scalds."

"Dingxiang not only hurts her face this time, but also hurts her heart. Can you heal her heart? Come back, Dingxiang doesn't want to see you."

Hua Tiancheng asked again anxiously: "I want to apply some medicine to her face to relieve pain and reduce inflammation, is it OK?"

"No need, Pomni also understands medicine a little, I have done a simple treatment for her. She doesn't want to show her ugly face now. Dingxiang is a woman with deep affection. If she wasn't discouraged, would she run to Baiyun Mountain to find me? Soft heart is also a disease. You should treat yourself first and then come to see Dingxiang. Dingxiang needs to think calmly. The wound on her face will not be cured for a while. Go home and wait patiently. If the fate between you two is not over, you will continue your previous relationship."

"Kuacomo, take off the guests--" Master Wuqing said to the little girl beside him.

Hua Tiancheng looked at Master Wuqing and asked in a tough voice: "If I had to meet Dingxiang today, can you stop me?"

"Hmph, Buddhism is quiet and cannot tolerate anyone going wild. If you insist on breaking through, you will never see lilac. I know you have lilac in your heart. If you are entangled for the long love of your children, you will achieve nothing. Pomnie can live in this deep mountain for so many years with Cardamom, and be safe. Don't you think about the reason? Although I rarely travel around, I have heard about your affairs. The old god in Xiaoyao Valley is a Taoist, and I don't think about it.

The sky is not old, love is hard to stop, the heart is like a double silk mesh, there are thousands of knots in it. How can a child be ruthless? It is inevitable that he is trapped by love. There are thousands of knots in the world, but it is difficult to resolve the complex. A hero breaks through the barrier and is alone in the trap of love. In the world, there is only one word for love, which makes people helpless." Wuqing Master has such a deep understanding of the word "love".

Just as Hua Tiancheng turned around, he suddenly sighed: "Cardume cannot relieve the hatred in his heart, and lilacs are empty to make sorrow in the rain, what can you do! What can you do!"

"I am worthy of being called the little immortal doctor. I can use the two medicinal materials, cardamom and lilac, to mention the names of the two people in a pun, expressing the sorrow in my heart, which makes the poor nun admire him. Please go back. Is it a blessing to lose my horse?" Wuqing Master said to Hua Tiancheng.

Hua Tiancheng clasped his hands together again: "For you, Master Dingxiang has too much trouble to take care of him. I will come to see her when I finish everything. Please tell Dingxiang, and say that as long as I, Hua Tiancheng, will not forget her, no matter whether she is the number one beauty in the beauty furious relationship. Thank you Master Wuqing and say goodbye."

Hua Tiancheng walked down Baiyun Mountain like an enclave and soon drove back to the Xianyu Pavilion. When Hua Tiancheng opened the door of the room, the room was empty and there was no one left, and it seemed extremely quiet. Hua Tiancheng walked in the hall on the first floor with his hands behind his back, slowly closing his eyes, and he could still hear the hearty laughter of a lilac silver bell in his ears. It seemed that the old godmother was still at the door of the room on the first floor, watching him laughing with his mouth in his mouth. Jinzhu's words: Tiancheng, don't drive me away, it still echoed in his ears.

Hua Tiancheng always felt that there were people in the house, as if Lao Gangniang, Dingxiang and Zhang's wife were hiding today and wanted to play hide-and-seek with him. "Godmother-Dingxiang-Sister-Zhang's wife--" Hua Tiancheng called three times in a row, and no one responded to him. Only then did he know deeply that they were all gone...

The lively Immortal Doctor Pavilion calmed down like this, which made Hua Tiancheng feel a little uncomfortable for a moment. He opened his eyes and walked into the kitchen again, seeing the oil on the kitchen tiles and the carp that had been burned to black. He picked up a chopstick, inserted the carp in the pot and threw it into the trash can.

Seeing this burnt fish, Hua Tiancheng thought to himself, what did Jinzhu say to Dingxiang? Could Jinzhu say that she had a relationship with him, Hua Tiancheng? Will Dingxiang believe it? Does Jinzhu have any evidence? Could it be that when he and Jinzhu were sleeping, she secretly kept a hand and recorded it? Thinking of this, Hua Tiancheng's scalp was a little numb. If this is the case, Jinzhu would be terrible than he imagined. The things that should be born were eventually unstoppable.

It was precisely because he had a relationship in order to save Jinzhu that the two of them had a relationship. They often said that a couple had a hundred days of gratitude. He and Jinzhu shared a bed with each other four times, one in the villa guest room, one in Jinzhu's boudoir, one in Jinzhu's office suite, and the last time in his office. It was because he remembered Jinzhu's love in his heart that he couldn't bear to push the painful Jinzhu away. But the result of not pushing it away was that Dingxiang was hurt and his heart was bleeding.

If he doesn't drive Jinzhu away immediately, the consequences will be unimaginable. Among the women who love him, the one he most worried about is Jinzhu.

"Dingxiang, I'm sorry, I didn't protect you." Hua Tiancheng said to himself.

That night, a bloody battle was born...
Chapter completed!