There was nothing wrong in the next few days, and Luotian Town returned to its former tranquility.

Feng Shuzhu often took Chu Qing to visit the countryside and traveled around the mountains and rivers. Xiao Jiuye had already returned to Cangqing Mountain. The monks in Kongjue Temple gradually recovered. They wanted to set off on the day to find the evil-removing pond to detoxify, but only Shui Lingyue could not meet. They might see him accompanying Shui Yunqiu and walk around for a moment, and the rest of the time was more in the room.

On this day, the breeze was gentle, the clouds were faint, and the weather was sunny. The wind sparse bamboo sat quietly in the study, drinking tea alone, and savoring the rare tranquility and leisure, which was "the clouds rolled outside the window, and the years were quiet in the pot." While raising the glass to smell the fragrance, I saw Chu Qing smiling like a flower, and rushed in and said, "Brother Feng, Mr. Liang invited you to the living room and said that the owner of this family is back."

Feng Shuzhu put down the teacup in his hand and said suspiciously: "Then why are you so happy?"

Chu Qing was stunned for a moment, suddenly realized, and said, "Oh, my happiness has nothing to do with this matter. I am playing hide-and-seek with my bags."

Feng Shuzhu smiled and stood up and said, "Then you go and play, remember not to go far, I'll go to the living room now."

Chu Qing responded, and ran out like a blue shadow.

Feng Shuzhu stepped out of the door, but looked up and saw someone leading Shui Lingyue and Shui Yunqiu out of the opposite lady building. The man walked in front and saw Feng Shuzhu stop and shouted loudly: "Young Master Feng, the young master of the family is back, and I am in the living room with the patriarch. Please follow me."

Feng Shuzhu responded, and when the three of them approached, Shui Lingyue raised her bright eyes and whispered, "Young Master Feng." Then she was pulled away by Shui Yunqiu beside her.

Several people walked through the small corner gate and came to the guest hall. They saw the head of the Liang clan sitting upright. On the guest seat was a young man wearing a white robe, with a jade-like face, holding a white paper fan with ink and water, a fine sandalwood bones and a duck-green gem fan pendant. They showed their charm and extraordinary demeanor while talking and laughing. Mr. Liang, Master Dakini and others sat on both sides, and there were many people standing behind him.

Seeing Feng Shuzhu and others coming, the leader of the Liang clan quickly got up, spread his hands, made a "invitation" posture, and said, "Young Master Feng, Shui Girl, please come and talk."

When everyone heard this, they turned their heads one after another, but most of the eyes fell on the two women, Shui Lingyue and Shui Yunqiu. Although both of them were naturally beautiful and had outstanding appearance, in comparison, the coldness and dust that Shui Lingyue had in her bones was even more eye-catching.

As the stars gaze at the moon, Shui Yunqiu raised his eyebrows and a smug smile on his lips, and nodded to everyone to show his respect. On the other hand, Shui Lingyue behind him had a expressionless face, cold as ice, as if she was looking at nothing in front of her eyes.

Hearing this, the young man also swept his eyes over, looked at Feng Shuzhu, but stayed on Shui Lingyue for a moment, got up and bowed and smiled, "Liang Zong, I have seen Feng Shaoxia and Shuiwoman."

Feng Shuzhu bowed his hand and replied, "Feng Shuzhu, I have seen Mr. Liang."

Shui Yunqiu stepped forward and looked at Liang Zong carefully. He looked at the handsome young master in his eyes, and he smiled and said, "Shui Yunqiu, I have seen Mr. Liang."

Liang Zong nodded and returned the greeting, but his eyes still fell on Shui Lingyue, as if he was waiting.

However, Shui Lingyue's face was cold and her eyes were as cold as ice, and she ignored her. The scene was a little awkward for a moment.

Seeing this, the leader of the Liang clan hurriedly smoothed out and said, "Young Master Feng, Shui Girl, why not sit down and talk."

Feng Shuzhu lowered his head and saw only two chairs left, so he did not move. Instead, after Shui Yunqiu sat down, he saw Shui Lingyue walking calmly behind his senior sister and stood still before slowly sitting down.

After Liang Zong turned around and sat down, he looked at the clan leader, nodded, then turned around and said slowly: "This time, the rumpled field suffered this disaster. Thanks to the rescue of all the sword immortals, Liang is very grateful. For this reason, he is willing to donate 100,000 silver on behalf of his father and show his concern." After saying that, he waved his hand and saw several servants carrying a few red painted carved boxes. When they opened it, they all had white silver ingots, and the surroundings were suddenly in an uproar.

Later, Dark Hide folded his hands together, stood up and chanted the name of "Amitabha" and said, "Young Master Liang is generous and amazed me." As he said that, he glanced at Feng Shuzhu and others, and continued, "However, we are all outsiders, and this yellow and white thing can never be withstood." After speaking, the voices of disciples echoed me from all around him.

Hearing this, Liang Zong closed the paper fan in his hand and said with a smile: "What Master Knight Xing said is not without reason, but it is not invisible to me. Liang is also a practitioner, but he has been in seclusion in the fairy mountain overseas and missed a great opportunity to repay the countryside."

As soon as these words were spoken, Kong Xing and others could not help but shake. Feng Shuzhu also frowned, but did not say anything, and waited quietly for the following text.

But Shui Yunqiu smiled and said, "Young Master Liang is a talented person, there is no need to regret it. The future is long, and I will definitely have another chance to show my strength in the future."

Liang Zong smiled with confidence and then said, "Since that's the case, it's better to do this. Liang is willing to make the decision on behalf of his father and donate this yellow and white thing to the village for the reconstruction of the goddess temple and the immortal temple." As soon as he finished speaking, a sound of admiration rang around him.

Seeing that everyone had no objection, the head of the Liang clan bowed and said, "As for this reason, I am very grateful to Liang Shilang, as the head of the clan, for his father and son." When everyone said this, everyone understood that Liang Zong's father was the Minister of the Supreme Court, and was originally a third-rank official in the court. This place was a place where the adults retired and returned to their hometown and lived their youth.

Liang Zong laughed and said, "It's a big deal to raise your hands, so why bother? The patriarch is so serious. Before leaving, my father is still worried about your health."

The head of the Liang clan stroked his beard and smiled with satisfaction: "I am very strong, but I don't know when Mr. Liang will return."

Liang Zong said: "So the truth is unknown before. My father and others will need some time to return after they receive peace from their younger generations."

When the leader of the Liang clan heard this, he nodded slightly and said, "In this way, all the benefactors should continue to live in Liang Shilang's mansion, can you?"

Liang Zong smiled and said, "The benefactors will not abandon the simple house, but Liang cannot ask for it."

After a few polite words from everyone, Liang Zong said again: "Before, it was all harassing the demons and demons, and the servants and maids fled everywhere. He was not greeted by him. Liang also hoped that all the benefactors would be forgiven. Now that the snail fields have returned to peace, Liang wanted to hold a seven-day water mist show to celebrate from tonight, and welcomed all the villagers to come to Liang's house to support him." Then he ordered the servants and maids to prepare for a dinner and sweep the stage.

It turns out that there is a water mist stage in Liang Mansion, made of pure fir trees, with flying veins on both sides, shaped like official hats, and a carved caisson in the center, forming a sound surround, so the amplification effect is quite good. There is a pool in front of him, which is actually a natural spring. Vibration of the high pitch can spray out water mist, so it is called a water mist stage. Opposite the stage, there is a flower hall with a double-eaved hip roof, a double-storey pavilion, a hall downstairs can accommodate hundreds of people, and an elegant seat on the upper floor. In the past, on major festivals, the Liang Mansion had to hold a theater for several days, and it had already paid back its hometown.

Everyone exchanged greetings for a while, then led the way to the flower hall. The disciples of Kongjue Temple and Liang's village sat downstairs. The rest followed Liang Zong to the second floor.

At this time, the lights were on, and the dusk was like a huge green net, quietly scattering down, covering the entire Liang Mansion. After a rapid sound of gongs and drums, the fountain in the pool sprayed three mists, and the drama started singing. In the flower hall, everyone was having a meal and enjoying the play.

It turns out that the "Subduing Demons" is composed of the story background of the immortals and demons fighting two hundred years ago and the elimination of the shadow of the Demon Sect. There are many real characters such as Kongjue Temple, Guiyun Temple, and Shuiyue Palace in the play, so the descendants of various sects in the play are quite proud. However, the righteous people in the play always appear with great magical skills and are invincible; the demons are all full of wine and are full of money, with low IQ and ridiculous ridiculous.

After frowning, Feng Shuzhu looked around and saw Yunxing, Shui Yunqiu and others watching with relish. Liang Zong also held the paper fan in his hand, shaking and watching with a smile. Amid the cheers from time to time, Feng Shuzhu quietly walked downstairs.

Outside the flower hall, Chu Qing and several children of similar age were playing around the little fat bear bag. It seemed that the children were very magical about this strange animal. The little fat bear bag squatted in the center and kept stuffing the food handed over to their mouths. Her belly was already round. Seeing that the children were having fun, Feng Shuzhu did not disturb him, but walked towards the study courtyard.

Staying away from the noise, it seemed as if you escaped from a storm. The wind sparse bamboos let out a sigh of relief, feeling more relaxed. At this time, the night was already deep. Looking up at the sky, the stars were everywhere, a jade plate hung in the sky, and the night breeze brought a little coldness.

Next to the path, the slender green bamboo trembled slightly in the night wind, making a "rustling" sound, with crystal dewdrops attached to the bamboo branches, exquisite and transparent. The wind sparse bamboo stood on its footsteps, and it was so dumbfounded that it was doubtful.

A faint fragrance came secretly with a hint of coldness.

Suddenly, a pretty figure seemed to slowly walk from the long-standing darkness, with a bit of cold beauty, printed with the moonlight in the sky.

Feng Shuzhu was stunned for a moment and recognized it as Shui Lingyue. At this moment, she saw her still wearing a white dress, with her skin better than snow under the moonlight, and she was extremely cold and gorgeous, as if she was like a fairy.

Shui Lingyue's pair of cold eyes turned around Feng Shuzhu and said lightly: "Young Master Feng, why aren't you listening to the opera?"

Feng Shuzhu smiled faintly and said, "In contrast, I prefer the tranquility here, what about Miss Water?"

Shui Lingyue gently pursed her lower lip and said, "I don't like the noise either."

Feng Shuzhu smiled brightly and said, "It seems that you and I are really a fellow disciple, and have such similar interests."

Shui Lingyue didn't make a sound, her eyes were drooping, and her beautiful eyelashes covered her bright eyes, as if she was thinking about something, and as if she was looking forward to something.

The wind blew, brushing through her ears, brushing a few strands of hair, setting off her jade-like skin, and emitting a breathtaking beauty.

At this moment, it seemed that time was frozen due to the woman's cold beauty.

Feng Shuzhu was stunned, looked away, and said, "Your senior sister, you are quite strict."

Shui Lingyue looked up, and looked at him with a faint tenderness in her eyes. She suddenly smiled slightly. What kind of smile was that, as if she had been waiting for thousands of years, ten thousand years, and at this moment, all the frost was melted.

The sudden tenderness made Feng Shuzhu feel a little nervous and hesitated: "Then, are you entering the palace at the same time as her?"

Shui Lingyue's expression returned to her previous coldness. She shook her head lightly and said, "Senior sister entered the palace a few years earlier than me, so we have been playing since childhood."

Feng Shuzhu said "Oh" and said, "Your senior sister's injury has returned to normal, right?"

Upon hearing this, Shui Lingyue slowly lowered her head and whispered for a long time: "You should be fine. Soon, we will return to Shui Yue Palace." In the second half of the sentence, she had a slight nostalgic but helpless tone.

Feng Shuzhu had not spoken, and the two fell into silence again, but they had a natural tacit understanding between each other and were whispering in their hearts, as if the silence at this time was better than a thousand words.

"Brother Feng, Sister Shui, what are you talking about?" Chu Qing jumped over from the other end of the bamboo forest with a round little fat bear bag in her arms.

Feng Shuzhu looked at Shui Lingyue and said, "Qing'er, why don't you listen to the opera?"

Chu Qing approached, raised her head, looked at Feng Shuzhu in surprise, and said, "Listen to the opera? I've finished singing."

At this time, at the end of the bamboo forest, there were many footsteps of people, and it seemed that someone was talking about something while walking.

Feng Shuzhu looked up, looked at the sky, and said, "It's really getting late, let's go back too."

The three of them walked all the way back to the villa.

Feng Shuzhu looked at the Miss Tower worriedly, and saw that it was pitch black. He knew that Shui Yunqiu had not returned, so he was relieved by Shui Lingyue, so he said goodbye and led Chu Qing back to the study.

"Is today's show good?" Feng Shuzhu sat down and asked, pouring a cup of tea.

While helping the little fat bear loosens his belly, Chu Qing said, "I don't understand, a few Taoist priests and a group of monks are fighting with some people."

Feng Shuzhu smiled slightly, picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea, but said nothing.

Chu Qing continued: "I heard from Master Kanxing and the patriarch that I will leave tomorrow."

Feng Shuzhu pondered for a moment and said "Oh".

"There is also the Shui Yunqiu who had a great chat with the man named Liang Zong all night. He didn't know about it and thought they had known each other for hundreds of years."

Feng Shuzhu laughed and said, "When did Qing'er become a grudge from the goblin?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Qing stretched out her tongue, and then said seriously: "Brother Feng, when will we go back to Cangqing Mountain?"

Feng Shuzhu glanced at the Lady Tower opposite, nodded and said, "Let me make plans tomorrow after I meet with the Dakini Master."

Chu Qing saw Feng Shuzhu's actions and continued, "Will Sister Shui leave too? Will we see her again?"

Feng Shuzhu was suddenly speechless when she was asked suddenly. Later, she sighed softly and said, "Brother Feng doesn't know."

Chu Qing put down the little fat bear bag, and her big watery eyes rolled around and said, "Brother Feng, do you think Shui Lingyue is beautiful, or Shui Yunqiu is beautiful?"

When Feng Shuzhu heard this, he raised his hand and scraped Chu Qing's nose, saying, "Little ghost spirit, I still want to test me. They are all beautiful, but they are not as smart and cute as Qing'er."

Seeing that he was discovered, Chu Qing pretended to be angry, pouted and whispered: "Hmph, I know if I don't say it. I must be more beautiful than her when I grow up." After that, she didn't say goodbye and went back to the inner room to sleep without saying goodbye.

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Late at night.

A thunder thunder swept away the wind and the dark clouds over Luotian Town were surging.

The storm is coming, and the world is in full swing.

A lightning broke through the sky, and the Miss Building in the wind and rain lit up. In the room, Shui Lingyue closed her eyes and lay quietly on the bed, and Shui Yue Sword was released close to her body.

In the Liangfu courtyard, a black air emerged, as light as blue smoke, and it was circling for several times. Finally, it came to the front of the Miss Building, and after a few circles, it became as thin as a fleece, floating in through the crack of the window, and came to the head of Shui Lingyue's bed, slowly condensed, and like a fog, forming a transparent figure, with clothes and appearance vaguely visible.

The transparent figure stood for a moment, slowly raised his hand, and turned into the air, and three witches transformed into front of him, naked, naked, about three feet tall, blue skin, wearing ring-shaped jewelry, dancing with hands and feet, swaying hips and hips, as if performing an ancient dance.

After a while, Shui Lingyue's eyelashes trembled a few times. When she opened her eyes, she saw Feng Shuzhu standing at the head of the bed, gently shaking the paper fan, with a clear smile on her face, looking at herself affectionately.

Shui Lingyue felt very light and was about to dance. When she thought about it, she sat up effortlessly. In the hazy, she saw that there was still a lying on the bed. When she was confused, she struggled to say: "Young Master Feng, you..."
To be continued...