Zhu Dachang is an action faction. He heard the sound of immortals and raised his legs and walked in.

"Mr. Zhu, please stay, please stay, and someone will take care of you in the front building."

Zhu Dachang smiled awkwardly, waved his hand to Liangshan, and said, "Brother Shan, please find out the news about your wife."

When Zhu Dachang left, the woman inside said, "What are you doing at the door?"

There was a bead curtain in front of the door. I looked at it secretly, and people appeared and disappeared. Liangshan probably guessed Zhu Dachang's intention. At this time, he was still lingering in the brothel, and his reputation became completely terrifying. Liangshan frowned slightly, raised his hand and raised his head to enter the room.

The indoor bamboo floor is paved, and landscape paintings like famous artists are hung on both walls. Below is a guqin, and a wooden frame is placed next to it. A small incense burner is rising with light smoke. It feels refreshing when you hear it. A screen on your right hand is a flower and plant carving of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, with both form and spirit. Behind the screen is a high bed, and the curtains embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water are waving. In the middle is a Hu bed, a dark cloud, a tall bun, bright eyes and white teeth, with a laziness half lying and half sitting there.

Sister Hua Meili leaned half and half back, and her figure was full of undulating peaks. Her lightness and silky shirts were so clear that it was clearly what the bold female stars in later generations called "hollow outfits".

Liangshan's breathing became thicker and he bowed his hands and said, "I have met Sister Hua Mei."

"Have you ever compared to your wife?" Sister Hua Mei's voice was as gentle as the singing of an oriole.

"Sister Hua Mei is well-informed, can you tell me that my wife is?" Liang Shan was alert and regretted coming in.

"If the love lasts for a long time, how can it be day and night?" Sister Hua Mei sang leisurely, "This sentence tells the relationship between men and women in the world. I asked my son to come here because I wanted to ask my son to write a poem for me." As she said that, Sister Hua Mei got out of bed and was about to bow down.

Liang Shan subconsciously went to help him. When the two of them touched their fingertips, their hearts swayed. Sister Hua Mei seemed even more unbearable. Her shoulders trembled. She looked up and saw that the autumn water was extremely moved, making people feel a sense of love in their arms.

Liangshan felt a little nervous. What's this? He is also a veteran of flowers, so how could he be so unbearable?!

Sister Hua Mei's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, but Lianbu took two steps back and said, "Please help me."

Sister Hua Mei's appearance may not be as good as Zhu Qingyun and Chen Siniang, but the charm of the corners of her eyes and eyebrows is like a ripe peach, which is the kind of person who can be happy on the bed. Sister Hua Mei's attitude is about to greet but refuses to retreat, Liangshan immediately wanted to chase after him and hug him. Liangshan suppressed the restlessness in his heart and said, "I should serve you."

Sister Hua Mei smiled sweetly, spread her arms, shook her sleeves, and said, "I wish to dance for you and make you smile." After that, before Liangshan could speak, she twisted her waist and jumped up.

Sister Hua Mei's lotus feet were actually naked, as white as jade, and beating lightly. Every movement made a person's body and mind to the extreme. Liangshan's face was flushed and he breathed heavily. He had never tasted the taste of men and women in this world, and he immediately fell into a state of inexhaustible self-exercise.

I don’t know how long it took, but after the dance of Sister Hua Mei, he fell in Liangshan’s arms, curled his arms around Liangshan’s neck, exhaled like orchids, and said in a sweet voice: “Your husband, it’s better to go to the romantic relationship with you to repay your poetry!”

No one could tolerate the temptation of Sister Hua Mei. The innate master of Majiabao would flee when he saw her. Sister Hua Mei's dance was like a demon, but it aroused the most primitive desires of people. Ma Wencai asked himself that if Sister Hua Mei had tempted him with all his strength, he would not do it. Therefore, he believed that Liang Shanbo would definitely get into the trap.

"Miss, I'll take you out for a walk. It's too boring to stay alone in the room." Ma Wencai said softly outside the door.

"Late at night, please come back by Mr. Ma."

"Liang Shanbo is here today. I wish the girl doesn't want to see him?"

After a while, the door opened, revealing a beautiful and elegant face. Ma Wen felt very excited and said, "Since Liang Shanbo is here, I wish you a girl to go and see him. It would be good if you have anything to say in person."

"What do you want me to say?" Zhu Qingyun said coldly. Although Zhu Qingyun was simple in his mind, Ma Wen had just come to disturb him like "pleasing for peace" these days, his eyes were hot, and he seemed to have bad intentions.

"We are not worth it for Miss Zhu. Liang Shanbo is bad in character and misbehaving..."

"shut up!"

Ma Wencai smiled slightly and said, "Don't talk about right and wrong behind the scenes, but it's my fault. I'll take you to see the Liang Shanbo, so as not to others apologize to me, the Ma family is dissatisfied with others." Although Zhu Yingtai was harsh on him, Ma Wencai didn't care.

Ma Wencai led the way, followed by two guards behind him, and there was a innate master in secret, with a hidden breath, but Zhu Qingyun could feel his existence.

Except for the old Taoist Yin Shangzi, Zhu Qingyun asked herself that she had no rivals. She could leave anytime if she wanted to leave. But she couldn't leave because she would be implicated once she walked on Xiaoniu Mountain.

These days, Zhu Qingyun was quite enlightened. The insidious spirit of the Ma family ancestor worshipped by the Ma family ancestral hall, as well as the Ma family seal symbolizing worldly power, actually formed an invisible shackle on her. Of course, Zhu Qingyun could also break free.

In the past, Zhu Qingyun was obsessed with the filial piety period. Seeing that the villagers were poor and difficult, they sold their children and daughters, and felt compassionate, so they stole the rich family at night. Zhu Qingyun did not regret it, and one person did things and one person was responsible for it. This is the cause and effect.

The most fear of being involved in cause and effect for no reason. If you do not repay, it will inevitably lead to difficulties on the road of cultivation. Therefore, in ancient times, the Taoist practitioners were mostly alone and had no worries. If they had parents, high-ranking families and children, they would obtain the consent of their family members and make promises to do it. This is the essential difference between a Taoist practitioner and a dedicated person who practices skills. Practice is to practice certain types of magic, and if they promise "the heaven is broken and the earth is incomplete" or other costs, they can often be quickly achieved.

Zhu Qingyun understands the filial piety period thoroughly and dies in the morning and night, and has a strong heart. He married Liangshan to compensate for the cause and effect. He was originally as pure as a deep pool and had no worries, but now a "red line" appears in his heart.

Zhu Qingyun Su has a deep roots, but she is not surprised or afraid. She allows her to rely on her, but everything is up to her heart. Ma Wencai suddenly wants to take her to see her husband. Although she feels strange, she is happy and has aroused expectations. I wonder if her husband has eaten Zhu Guo?

Zhu Qingyun was completely inexperienced. If Zhu Guo had not been completely in her heart, she would have to peel off the skin even if she had not died after eating. This is also the disadvantage of Zhu Qingyun, a casual cultivator like Zhu Qingyun, who has not been systematically studied.

Not long after he got there, Zhu Qingyun found that he had actually arrived at Xunfang Tower.

The building is three floors high, magnificent, with pink belts wrapped around it, and the lewd laughter and whispering is endless. What is Xunfang Tower? Zhu Qingyun had heard of it when he was in Zhujiawu, and his husband was here? Zhu Qingyun frowned slightly.

Ma Wencai looked at it secretly and felt secretly happy.

At this moment, Sister Hua Mei's boudoir reached the critical point. Just as Liangshan was fascinated by his infatuation, the fragrant beauty in front of him suddenly changed. First, he had bleeding from his seven orifices, and then pus. His skin quickly wrinkled and rotted black, and soon there was a white bone. Liangshan let out his hands.

Sister Hua Mei was not in a hurry to fall to the ground and exclaimed: "Young Master, why are you..."

Liangshan had already stood up, turned to the corner of the wall and retching at the orchid, his chest and abdomen were tightening, and the spirit platform had already recovered from awakening.

If it is true, you must not have a fool. The White Bone Sutra turns out to be a white Bone Spirit! Liangshan still thought that this was a sequelae of practice, and there were many inconveniences in the future, but he didn't want to rely on it today. If not, Liangshan would have to follow this woman's way.

"Young Master, what are you?" Sister Hua Mei called out sweetly, and a hint of surprise flashed deep in her eyes. The magical soul technique of the girl's charming soul was actually ineffective. This Hua Mei Niang looked just an ordinary singer, but in fact she had a big background.

"It's okay!" Liangshan waved his hand and said.

Ma Wencai was on the colliding corridor of the lotus pond at this moment, his ears were leaping slightly, and he heard the people in the room gasping for breath, thinking that the plan was done.

Liangshan has been under his surveillance since the moment he entered Majiabao. Ma Wen summoned Liangshanbo's old friend Zhu Dachang to explain the pros and cons and let him lead Liangshanbo to Xunfanglou, so that Zhu Yingtai could see the ugliest side of her husband in order to set off his nobleness.

When he arrived at the door, Ma Wencai pretended to hesitate, turned around, looked unbearable, and said softly: "Your husband is inside, do you really want to go in?"

Zhu Qingyun suddenly had a bad idea in his heart. This is a place of love. Could it be that we should have a fair love affair with the woman?! Zhu Qingyun's heart was slight, but he still nodded.

Ma Wencai pretended to lament and pushed open the door with a slight force. At this moment, a clanging sound was a guqin playing, which was shocking.

Ma Wencai was stunned on the spot, but saw Sister Hua Mei sitting upright on the Hu bed and Liangshan playing the guqin. Their postures were far from what they imagined.

Although Liangshan is a world-class violin master, he is also good at guqin. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a string master. He just plucked the strings lightly, and the song "Qingxin Pu'an Mantra" is like a scattering flowers in the sky. Sister Hua Mei's face was a little red first, and her eyes seemed drunk, and she quickly returned to purity.

When Ma Wencai heard it, he was a song he had never heard before, extremely elegant.

Ma Wencai did not have the appreciation of Sister Hua Mei and praised: "Good song! Good song!"

Liangshan stopped and saw Zhu Qingyun behind Ma Wencai. He looked happy and immediately stood up and almost lifted the guqin. Seeing that the sound of the zither was interrupted, Sister Hua Mei frowned slightly and was secretly annoyed.

Ma Wencai continued to say, "In ancient times, there was Boya Zhong Ziqi, and now there were Shanbo and Hua Meijie." Ma Wencai compared the two to meeting a soulmate in the mountains and flowing waters, which was not bad.

"Mr.!" Zhu Qingyun took a step forward, but was slightly blessed and asked, "What kind of song is this?"

Liangshan grabbed Zhu Qingyun's hand and said, "The "Qingxin Pu'an Curse" is the most important thing to concentrate and calm your mind and cleanse your dust." Seeing that Liangshan was rubbing and pinching Zhu Qingyun, Ma Wencai felt jealous and angry, looking forward to Zhu Qingyun shook him hard.

Zhu Qingyun's eyes were clear and joyful. Although there were only a few songs, Zhu Qingyun felt like a fairy sound, and it was intimately consistent with his practice in "The Xuannv Sutra".

"Who wrote this song?" Zhu Qingyun's voice trembled slightly.

"I." Liangshan said shamelessly.

Zhu Qingyun's heart lit up and held her husband's hand instead. It turned out that her husband had such wisdom. Ma Wen almost passed away when he saw this scene.

I want to take Zhu Yingtai to see the ugly naked man and woman, but I don’t want to be like this!

Liangshan felt ashamed. The mantra of Qingxin Pu'an was written by the eight-stage Bodhisattva of Buddhism. The so-called sound is the sound of Dharata, which has endless wonderful uses. When Liangshan felt moved, he thought about whether the practice of the "Bone Sutra" could be combined with his musical attainments? Liangshan had a vague direction in his heart, but this was not what he was considering now.

The two of them held hands and looked at each other without saying a word. The difference between these days was clear. This wonderful state is really much better than being rolled over by waves.

Ma Wencai was completely ignored. The other party was unaware of the provocation, and his handsome face was distorted. He suddenly realized that Zhu Yingtai actually liked Liang Shanbo.

Ma Wen had the urge to hit the wall, this is true for her own girls, and the fairy-like Zhu Yingtai, are they blind?

Sister Hua Mei also felt like she was being treated as air.

In Huajiantang, Sister Hua Mei is not even an outer disciple, she is just a traitor. However, the charming skills she learned are guided by experts, and it is difficult for men in the world to stop them. Only the eunuchs, the cunning people, and the masters of the military and Confucian world can resist. What if the Majiabao in the countryside is even a innate master?

Could it be that Liangshan is a eunuch?!

Zhu Yingtai is clearly still a virgin, and this is very likely. Sister Hua Mei’s beautiful eyes suddenly changed.

If Liangshan knew that Sister Hua Mei was thinking of him as a god of heaven, he would definitely be furious.

No, Zhu Yingtai is actually a practitioner, so it wouldn't be surprising if he maintains his virginity like this, and the two of them are obviously in love.

Jingshan, the moonlight is cold, the incense table in front of Ma Wenxiu’s tomb is set up, three animals are blooming, four cinnabar clouds and phoenix talisman flags are rubbed on each side, and the wind is blowing, three incense burners are swaying, and smoke is curling. Yin Shangzi sat cross-legged on the grass, facing up, murmuring in his mouth: “Oh, um…”

The wind is blowing, and it is harsh!

"Ma Wenxiu's soul is as anxious as the rule! Come out!"

No movement!

"Ma Wenxiu's soul is as anxious as the rule! Come out!"

There is still no movement.

Yin Shangzi shouted three times in a row, without any movement. Beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down. Yu took out a mirror in his backpack, and bit his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of blood on the mirror, shouting: "Open!"

There was a cloud of clouds in the mirror. After the blood was sprayed, the clouds dispersed. Yin Shangzi saw Ma Wenxiu sleeping like the past in the coffin of the tomb, and two bone-bone-bone Yin springs flowed unchanged forever.

Ma Wenxiu is a man from the Five Yins. It was Yin Shangzi's contribution to burial here. He will become the King of Ghosts in a hundred days. He will reappear with Yinquan as nourishment and reappear on earth. He will be a powerful soldier for Majia Fort.

Yin Shangzi had a low status in the sect and was bullied on weekdays, so he found ways to do things that often traveled around the world. His mind was broken, and his cultivation level was stagnant, but there was no problem living for another fifty years.

At the beginning of practicing Taoism, he had to cut off all his fate. At that time, his spirit was full of energy and could no longer be recalled. In this situation, Yin Shangzi re-imagined that he would continue like a worldly connection and continuation, so he regarded Ma Wencai as his son. He devoted his efforts to Ma Wencai and the Ma family affairs.

Yin Shangzi squirted out a mouthful of blood, his expression paused a lot, and he murmured: "How could this happen?"

Just now, he used the soul gathering technique and the soul locking technique, but he did not detain Ma Wenxiu's soul. Ma Wenxiu was buried at the intersection of two dark springs and would never enter the cycle of reincarnation. Yin Shangzi looked carefully and saw that the soul was vague on the body. Yin Shangzi sighed in his heart, don't think about the soldiers, and he didn't know when the soul gathered again.
Chapter completed!