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110. Chapter 110 The poetic bandit den

"Every time Taoist Master Zhishan came here before, he arranged to stay at Wenzhuxuan, the master's house." Yu Mo looked at the confusion on Hua Weiluo's face and explained to her:

"A few years ago, when Master Zhishan went down the mountain to eliminate monsters, he happened to be robbed by the big boss. The poor master was beaten to pieces by the master. On the way back to the village, he encountered monsters again and almost died.

In the hands of monsters, fortunately, Master Zhishan did not go far at that time. He sensed the evil spirit and came back to save the master. He was regarded as a benefactor by the master, and he dragged Master Zhishan up the mountain to entertain him. Later,

I don’t know what happened, but these two became good friends.”

Yu Mo's voice paused, probably thinking that it was incredible for a bandit master to become friends with a demon-killing Taoist priest, and continued:

"Later on, every time Taoist Supreme Master went down the mountain to slay demons, he would come to live in the village of Da Dang for a few days. The two of them drank tea, chanted poems, and danced swords. They were very happy. However, in the past few years, Taoist Supreme Master was sent elsewhere by Master Qingxin.

I'm on a mission, but I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Oh... no wonder..." Hua Weiluo nodded, and involuntarily thought of the scene of Junior Brother Zhishan and Wen Yi standing together, one with majestic equipment, jade trees in the wind, floating in the sky, and the other... uh... skinny

, skinny and full of beards, I wipe it...it doesn't match...it doesn't feel like it matches at all...

Hua Weiluo quickly shook her head, erasing the idea of ​​automatic pairing from her mind, then walked into the courtyard of Luoyu Pavilion and looked around.

The courtyard of Luoyu Pavilion is an independent courtyard. At the entrance of the courtyard, two weeping willows are like green silk ribbons hanging down from jasper, swaying in the warm spring breeze. The courtyard is filled with various kinds of begonia flowers, including weeping begonias.

The courtyard is filled with colorful begonias, begonias and so on. When you walk in, you feel like you are in a sea of ​​flowers.

"Girl, please stay here first. We are a bandit village, and the accommodation may not be as good as the place where the girl lived before. I hope the girl will be more considerate. If you need anything, just call me directly, or call other people in the village.

All brothers are fine." Yu Mo looked at Hua Wei Luo and continued, "Then I won't disturb the girl's rest."

"You're welcome, you're welcome, this accommodation is the best I've ever lived in." Hua Weiluo looked at the yard and replied with a smile, "Go and do your business, don't worry about me."

"Yes." Yu Mo nodded, turned around and walked towards the door of the yard, saying, "Yu Mo will come back to inform the girl during dinner, so don't worry, girl."

"Then I'll help you." Hua Weiluo waved his hand to Yumo, and then entered the main room of Luoyu Pavilion.

The decoration inside the main wing is simple and clear, generous and decent. There are some paintings of flowers, birds, fish and insects hanging on the wall, and the tables and chairs made of fine sandalwood are carefully carved with different patterns.

On the rosewood table next to the bamboo window, there are several sheets of rice paper, a few brushes placed on the inkstone, and a few budding begonia flowers on the rice paper. The few strokes are very expressive.

The light blue gauze hanging on the bamboo window slowly fluttered with the spring breeze blowing slowly outside the window.

This bandit's den is quite poetic and picturesque, Hua Weiluo thought while walking to the rosewood table.

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