Chapter 37

No words at night!

Mo Xuetong got up early the next morning. Like yesterday, she first had an early class with the temple monk, and then asked the host to pray for her mother. She also heard that she had lunch in a hurry at noon. In the afternoon, there was another afternoon prayer activity. Because Mo Xuemin set three days and focused on this day, she didn't come out of the Buddha Hall until evening.

This Buddha Hall is not the main hall of Baoen temple. Because it is specially used for praying, it is located in a remote place. Mo ye and Mo LAN accompany her. Mo Ye carries a lantern in front to illuminate the road, and Mo LAN holds Mo Xuetong in the back.

"Miss, Shuangye went out secretly in the afternoon. Qiuling pulled Moyu to learn embroidery and asked when moye entered the house. Moyu said that moye was the orphan girl saved by miss in Cloud City. She didn't meet her in Beijing this time. She was desperate. When she met Miss, she simply followed miss."

Since Mo Ye wants to accompany Mo Xuetong in the inner courtyard, he must have a suitable identity. If he doesn't meet his relatives, he will meet his benefactor again. This scheme was put forward by Mo Xuetong.

The dark snow pupil frowned slightly and said, "what's wrong when the frost leaves come back?"

"Mo Yu said that Shuangye had been with them since she came back. During this period, people outside had sent food. Shuangye went out once. In addition, there was nothing unusual." Moran said naturally.

Mo Xuetong frowned slightly, followed Mo LAN for two steps, and suddenly stopped: "Mo LAN, have you ever seen Sima Lingyun today?"

"No, I heard the little monk say that Hou Shizi of Zhenguo had an appointment with his friends, so he stayed. He went out to visit his friends during the day, so he wasn't there all day."

In Mo Xuemin's plot, Sima Lingyun could not be there. Mo Xuetong shook hands with his handkerchief and looked ahead. It was another dark night. I don't know whether it was the bad weather these days or because of the mountain atmosphere. Except where the lanterns could be seen, there was darkness all around, and the dark ink couldn't see his fingers.

Then I turned to a Buddhist temple. Suddenly, I heard a voice in front of me. It seemed that there was more than one person. The two lanterns were tall, and the voice of the man came over.

Mo Xuetong immediately stopped and looked to the left and right. Although it was not the inner courtyard, all the people who came were men. Of course, she could avoid it as a woman in the inner courtyard, but she was walking between the two Buddhist temples. Except for one of the paths, she could not avoid it.

"Miss..." Moran also found the situation, and an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

Before they could reflect it, there came a frivolous laugh: "brother Sima, you tried every means to get rid of us, didn't you come here to meet the beauty? If you weren't smart, you would escape. Today you want to get rid of us, but you can't get rid of us."

"Brother he, brother Ling, I'm really not a beauty. You'd better go back first. It's dark. How can I get down the mountain later." Sima Lingyun's slightly flustered words are even more suspicious.

"Today, the two brothers are not going down the mountain. We have to see what kind of beauty they are. Brother Sima is worried. We must rush back to the temple all night. The sachet sent by the little maid is really beautiful. Brother Sima's baby looks like something. You can't let people see it. Ask brother Ling. If there is no beauty, you will rush here in such a hurry." Some frivolous voices sounded again.

"The beauty has an appointment, but life is very fast. Look at the lights in the distance. Are you going to the ground? Brother Sima, let's have a long eye for our brother. How can we not hinder you from seeing the beauty." Another man's shrill voice.

"Miss, there are six people opposite, three of whom are boys." Mo Ye reminded him to stand in a fixed shape, and the slender shadow pulled down for a long time in the light.

At the moment of hearing the speech, Mo Xuetong only felt the cold rush up and pinched his sharp nails into the meat.

Mo Xuemin is so poisonous!

Praying for her mother, but being private with others will be found. If some material evidence is left... In this life, do you want to repeat the previous road and have to die again? The bottom of your eyes gushed with blood, as if she suffered in the light of fire and tore... No, she can't let them succeed again. She would rather die than fall into that tragic situation again, In front of her eyes, it seemed that the day of death was tight, with sad hatred and heart splitting pain. She swore to heaven... "Mo ye, how many people can you take to fly high?" She said calmly.

"The maidservant can only fly up the tree with one person." Mo Ye immediately understood her meaning and whispered.

"Miss, you go up with Mo ye, maidservant, maidservant..." Mo LAN clenched her teeth and looked around. Of course, she can't be seen. She is Miss's close maid. Even if you can't see Miss, just see her, the reputation of this private meeting will fall on miss.

"The ink leaves take the ink orchid to the tree." The eyes of Mo Xue Tong fell on the corner of the wall and said coldly.

"Miss..."

"You have a wound on your hand and can't be frozen." Mo Xuetong raised her hand undoubtedly to stop her words! Moran's wound can no longer be frozen.

The sound of the path is getting closer and closer!

"Brother he, brother Ling, it's really not a private meeting with a beautiful woman. The maid is also from my own family. The sachet is not a token of love. It's made for me by my sister. You two should go down the mountain. The mountain is so small that there can't be so many people." Seeing the light in front, Sima Lingyun suddenly turned around and stopped with his hand. He was half sincere and half flustered.

Brother he and brother Ling, who followed him, knew there was a play at first sight. Where would they let go.

They are used to being romantic. One holds Sima Lingyun and the other smilingly pushes his hand away and wants to go to the light. Unexpectedly, Hou Shizi, who has always been serious, even meets a beautiful woman in the middle of the night. Is there anything more romantic than this!

"Brother Sima, don't lie. Look at the sweat on your head and face. It's all right. Just one eye, just one eye." Brother he opened Sima Lingyun's hand and walked forward two steps with a frivolous smile. Suddenly, a person rushed over under the light. Before he had time to take a closer look, brother he hit his head. His head immediately buzzed, and he just felt a vigorous figure passing by.

"Someone..." brother he just had time to say such a sentence and fell to the ground.

Sima Lingyun was conceited and half true. When he pushed and shoving with brother Ling, he suddenly felt that the evil wind was not good. He turned around in a hurry and didn't see clearly. A sack was put down in front of him. There was no time to struggle. He had several sticks on his body. Even though he was good, he was bound by the sack suddenly. Where was the opponent? He was knocked over in a few times.

Brother Ling in the back took two steps backward. He was an ignorant playboy. He was protected by three boys. He stared at a boy like a domestic servant in front of him, holding a huge stick. Without a few sticks, Sima Lingyun in the bag disappeared and didn't say a word.

"If you dare to provoke my eldest lady next time you have nothing to do, you will be dead." The young man pulled Sima Lingyun, who had been beaten and fainted, out of the bag, squatted down and rummaged over him. In a moment, he felt a red sachet from Sima Lingyun's arms.

The boy tore off the sachet, weighed it in his hand, stood up satisfied, smiled coldly at brother Ling who was shaking there, and the big stick dragged behind him raised his head impolitely at him. He was scared that brother Ling shrunk and talked more. At this time, it was high in the mountains and dark in the night. He was really beaten and didn't even have a place to plead his grievance.

The assailant put the sachet in his arms, dragged the stick upside down, picked up the lantern from the ground and strode over. Brother Ling thought he was going to commit another attack. He trembled and just wanted to say a few good words, but the man didn't look at them and left directly.

When the light went away, brother Ling took a breath and pushed away the boy in front of him. He was about to see Sima Lingyun who was knocked out in front of him and brother he who was completely in trouble.

"Childe, look, that man fell down." Seeing that there was no danger, Sima Lingyun and brother he's little boy rushed to rescue their master. Brother Ling's little boy stayed with brother Ling. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and pointed to a piece of paper on the ground.

"Where did you get it? Pick it up." Brother Ling was so confused that he was almost beaten. Why don't you want to find out why.

"It fell out of the sachet in Shizi's arms. When the man weighed it, the servant saw it clearly." The boy ran over and flattered brother Ling.

When brother Ling opened it, his face turned white. Angrily, he twisted the note in his palm and looked at Sima Lingyun lying on the side. He couldn't wake up because of his severe injury.

"What happened just now?" On the other side, brother he, who was still light, shook his head and stood up, "is it the beauty?" Even if he's beaten, he still remembers this thing.

"What beauty is not beauty, the whole bitch, you see." Brother Ling was so angry that he handed the note crumpled into a ball in his hand.

When he spread out the note and saw the words on it, brother he burst into anger. He tore the paper to pieces and scolded: "bitch, bitch, dare to take ye as bait. Ye beat wild geese all day. Today, he taught wild geese to peck their eyes."

"Let's go. They'll never be so cheap."

"I'll go down the mountain and publicize their scandal. Let's go." One by one, the two men walked away angrily with their little boy carrying a lantern. Regardless of Sima Lingyun, who was still lying on the ground half dead, they looked at the darkness around. The little boy was so timid that he pulled Sima Lingyun up with his back and ran back to the original road.

As the footsteps disappeared, the set darkened.

Half a ring, two figures fell from the tall tree on the side. One of them stumbled to the big fish tank next to the temple and shouted eagerly: "Miss, miss, are you okay?"

Mo Ye cleanly pulled the frozen and semi stiff Mo Xue Tong out of the water. He was soaked, his face was pale, and his lips were not bloody. His thin clothes were blown by the wind, and he almost fainted.

Even so, the clear water eyes are still calm. Although Mo Ye was given to Mo Xuetong, only at this time can she really be convinced of this beautiful and delicate girl. Who would have thought that such a beautiful and delicate girl should be so cruel to herself. The night of late autumn is on the mountain. She has the meaning of winter, so she sank into the water tank. Even though she has martial arts, Not necessarily.

Conveniently took off his coat and wrapped up the slender body of Mo Xuetong. On the one hand, Mo LAN had already cried into tears and wiped the water stain on Mo Xuetong's face with a handkerchief: "Miss, the slave said that the slave would drill into the water tank. You don't agree. Your body has always been bad. How can you stand it?"

It was easy for Mo Xuetong to find his voice. He said hoarsely, "I'm fine. Your hands... Can't be frozen anymore."

With that, he couldn't support again. His body softened and fell into the arms of Mo Ye. His whole body was unconscious and trembled.

"You walk slowly in the back. I'll go back first." As soon as Mo ye saw that she was in a bad situation, she said a word to Mo LAN and ran quickly with Mo Xue Tong in her arms.