The tomb on the back mountain of the temple is no longer a new tomb. It should be taken care of by someone often, and it is not very decaying.

There was no stone tablet in front of the grave, so Bukong held the wine gourd and leaned against the grave. He could see her when he drank, just like yesterday.

He would only tell her what he said in his heart. He was very regretful. Why did he choose to go to Jiangnan? He looked at his stretched palm and slapped his forehead hard.

"I lost you." Bukong sighed, his eyes were already a little confused. His whole body was lying on the side of the tomb, as if he was holding her in his arms.

Ning Buer and Guo Xiaojiu, who were standing in the distance, both bowed slightly and chose to leave. They would not be stupid and disturbed Bukun. If this crazy monk was crazy again, he, Guo Xiaojiu and Ning Buer, should not be able to bear it.

This crazy monk is a cruel character who can fight with the eunuch Feng Yuanyi without losing his advantage.

The two of them walked a long way, and Guo Xiaojiu dared to look back and take a look at him a few times, but could not hear Bukong's movements, so he could only feel unsatisfied: "Ning Buer, did he cry just now? Alas, I always thought Bukong was a man, but I didn't expect..."

Ning Buer gave him a blank look and stepped on Guo Xiaojiu's instep, which seemed to have a sigh of relief for Bukong.

"Hey, Ning Buer, you don't know it hurts." Guo Xiaojiu squatted down, refused to walk forward, complaining.

"I want to go back to Daomen." Ning Buer had already walked a long way before turning around and said.

Hearing this, Guo Xiaojiu hurriedly got up, rubbed his nose, reached out to hold it on the scabbard, chased Ning Buer, and asked with his head tilted and hurriedly: "Daomen? Qingcheng Mountain? Why did he suddenly think of going back?"

Ning Buer, who was holding the corner of the Taoist robe tightly with his hands, had no hesitation in his eyes: "Hu Mangou is back. I shouldn't have stopped you at that time. It was my fault that I did, and I have to repay it."

"How can I just leave?" Guo Xiaojiu gently pulled the scabbard, still a little confused about Ning Buer's sudden change.

"It wasn't the decision I made just now. I've been thinking about it for a long time." Ning Buer looked into the distance, took a deep breath, and then continued to say slowly: "I was too selfish at that time. I forgot my identity. Now, I remember it."

Her eyes were so energetic at this moment, just like Ning Buer that Guo Xiaojiu saw at first.

Guo Xiaojiu's whole body was in a stalemate, and Ning Buer's words were not very profound.

Ning Buer's selfishness was that of Guo Xiaojiu. She was greedy for life in the wine shop in the imperial capital Chang'an City, which was a life she never dared to imagine in her first half of her life.

There are no grudges and revenge, everything is the same as ordinary people, and you can enjoy everything that she should enjoy at this age. But she is not an ordinary person, she is Ning Buer, the great master of Taoism.

"She should be very entangled, too." Guo Xiaojiu smiled, and did not continue to chase after him, but waved her hand: "When will you come back?"

"When Hu Mangou rebels arrived at the imperial capital." Ning Buer turned his head and thought for a while, but suddenly there was a few smiles on his face and replied playfully.

"Okay." Guo Xiaojiu responded, and he watched Ning Buer walk away and left like that. It's worthy of being Ning Buer. If he was really an ordinary woman, Guo Xiaojiu might not really like it. It's entirely because she is Ning Buer. Why would there be a second girl in this world: "I'll wait for you."

He looked back at the direction of the grave a few more times, and Guo Xiaojiu tsk his mouth. This Zen Master Bukong is also an interesting person.

Ning Buer left, why did Guo Xiaojiu stay in this temple alone? He returned to the temple room and cleaned up everything. Ning Buer has been seen tightly these days, and there is still a lot of wine in his wine bag.

After taking a deep breath, the wine smelled everywhere. Guo Xiaojiu raised his head and took a sip, then put the wine bag in it, went to say goodbye to Amitabha Mountain, and left Xingjiao Temple on his own.

Looking at the wilderness around him, Guo Xiaojiu was not confused. He could still see the outline of the Imperial Capital. This time, he would be a man of the Imperial Capital.

In Chang'anfang, the imperial capital city, Meng Dongye was drunk, and behind him were two young men who were even more drunk than him. Meng Dongye's sword was held behind him, and he reached out to grab the arms of the two good buddies and smashed them hard on the yard gate with his head.

It is a small courtyard for ordinary people. It is still early in the morning. There must be no pedestrians in the streets and alleys, and the gates are still closed.

After hitting three times in a row, Meng Dongye seemed to have no strength and leaned against the gate with two good buddies.

Even in late winter, the weather was still very cold, making Meng Dongye's mind clearer, but Han Changli and Li Sanpang showed a happy smile on their faces.

He raised his head, slashed the crack in the door and shouted loudly into the yard: "Madam, open the door."

Not long after, a young woman's response came from the yard. The woman's steps were very fast. Through the crack of the door, you could see that the lights in the room were still on. I think this young woman should have not slept for another night.

The gate of the courtyard was opened soon, and the young woman saw her husband leaning on the threshold with a smile on her face. She pretended to be angry and said angrily: "Drinking, drinking, you will know how to drink all day long."

"Madam, don't be angry." Meng Dongye waved his hand quickly, smiled at the woman, and stood up with the door.

"How dare I be angry with you?" The woman wanted to reach out to support Meng Dongye, but was gently pushed away by Meng Dongye: "If you can't stand me anymore, throw me back to that place, who will I ask for to reason?"

The woman's identity did not make her feel inferior. Even if the neighbors knew her identity, no one dared to say bad things about her in front of her.

"How could it be that my wife is so kind to me, I love her so much, so how could she do stupid things?" Meng Dongye hurriedly waved his hand to explain, and then he remembered that his two good buddies were still lying on the ground.

He lowered his body and helped two people up and staggered into the courtyard.

The woman muttered quietly and hurriedly closed the yard gate, and the cold wind could not blow into the yard.

After working hard to move Han Changli and Li Sanpang back to the main hall, Meng Dongye himself was exhausted and had almost woken up before he knew it.

Then he looked at his enchanting lady and hugged her in his arms: "Madam, do you miss me?"

"Bad, let me go. What if people see it, it's so bad?" The woman said hurriedly and shyly, but she also lie in Meng Dongye's arms half-heartedly.

Seeing that Meng Dongye had already made bad intentions, the woman hurriedly struggled to get up and pouted: "Go to the house."

As he said that, he had already pulled Meng Dongye up and got into the room.

The lights in the room slowly went out, and the sky was gradually getting brighter.

Outside the gate of the courtyard, two figures were revealed, one man and one woman. The man shook the folding fan in his hand, but heard the movements in the courtyard in his ears, and looked at his senior sister with some malicious eyes.

Shi Liangjie frowned and felt a little irritable and uneasy. The weather was already cold. A gust of wind blew, which made her hold her clothes tightly and straighten the xylophone behind her.

"Don't have any bad ideas. I'm a little sore after I was tossed last night. You can't even think about it anyway." Shi Liangxing was too lazy to pay attention to drinking, but his attention was all in the courtyard.

As if I remembered the whole story of last night, Jiu Sanliang hurriedly scratched his head and joked: "Senior sister, have you always thought about these things in your mind recently? Of course, it is important to do serious things now. I can tell the priority. I didn't expect, Senior sister, you, alas..."

Seeing that Jiu Sanliang showed a look of extreme disappointment, Shi Liangxing reached out and slapped Jiu Sanliang on the forehead, and was so angry that he didn't answer.

The yard gradually became quiet. It was the coolest time of the day. Both of them felt the chill sweeping over their bodies, making their teeth fight.

"What are we doing wrong? We have to take on this job." Jiu Sanliang was a little angry. He was one of the best killers in the Tang Dynasty, but he could only do these stealing activities.

"Then do you have a way?" Shi Liangxing turned his head and asked, "If you really have some skills, you still have to agree so easily. I am so blind, so I am so cowardly with you."
Chapter completed!