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Chapter 29

The entire Qingyuan View gives Mu Wan the feeling of being clean, solid, simple and tidy. The architecture of the Taoist temple is not delicate, even a bit rough, and has a sense of age. It is precisely this way that the Taoist temple covers the texture of a movie.

The setting sun broke through the thick clouds in the sky, and a few beams of sunlight shone in, the small room was shining through, and there was a scent of sandalwood in the air.

Mu Wan smiled and followed Liu Qianxiu into the side hall.

The room in the side hall is not big, the furniture and beds inside are all made of wood, black and red wood, with smooth surfaces without edges and corners, and a heavy precipitation background.

There is only one bed, a short table, and two futons in the room. There is a desk lamp on the short table. The network signal on the mountain is not good, but it is not a problem to make a phone call, and the electricity is also on.

"You rest first." Liu Qianxiu put down his suitcase and said, "I'll go and see Qingchan."

Liu Qianxiu turned around and went out, bringing the door of the side hall with her. Qingchan just happened to call his master and saw Liu Qianxiu and asked, "Where is sister?"

"She wants to rest." After Liu Qianxiu said that, he said to Qingchan: "Can I rest in the same room with you these few days?"

"Yes." Qingchan nodded quickly, "I usually sleep with my master, and I dare not sleep by myself."

Xuan Qingzi usually slept in the main hall, and the rest room on the left and right side of the side hall was prepared for Liu Qianxiu and Qingchan. Usually, Liu Qianxiu was not here, and Qingchan did not dare to sleep in the side hall by himself, so he usually went to sleep with his master.

"Let's go." Liu Qianxiu took Qingchan and went to the side hall to the right of the main hall.

Mu Wan's activity today was only climbing an hour of mountain, which was not particularly tired. However, after getting on the bed and reading for a while, her eyelids sank and she fell asleep.

The consciousness gradually became hazy, and someone seemed to be talking in his ears. The words seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, which made people unable to hear them. But the voice was low and familiar and pleasant. Mu Wan quickly recognized that it was Liu Qianxiu's voice.

What did he say last night? When Mu Wan woke up, she was still thinking.

After thinking for a long time, she got up from the bed, pushed the door and walked out. She didn't sleep for a long time, and it was not dark outside yet. She could see the red sun on the settling mountain from the corner of the main hall of the Taoist temple.

The moss on the ground was wet, and Mu Wan walked to the incense burner in the middle of the yard and looked at the main hall. In the main hall, the man was wearing a water-green Taoist robe and was looking down at the book.

The sun shines, and the red and golden light shines on the man's cold and white skin. The man in front of the shorter table is lonely and far away, with black eyebrows and black hair, and his outline is clean, like a fairy in the sky. He seems to have noticed Mu Wan coming, and he looks up, his eyebrows and eyes are light, and his voice is like a clear spring.

"Ele.me?"

Retracting Piaoyuan's thoughts, Mu Wan laughed, walked over and nodded, and said, "I'm hungry."

The backyard of the Taoist temple is smaller than the front yard, and there are two houses. It is the same age as the Taoist temple building, with rough blue bricks and wet on it. One house is a kitchen, the other should be a bathroom. In front of the two houses, there is an ancient well and a vegetable garden.

The vegetable garden is not big, there are quite a few types of vegetables, and even a rattan rack is built with tender green cucumbers and long beans. Taoist temple is a place for the cultivation of the Tao, with natural and simple conditions, and completely free from the world and being able to be self-sufficient.

At that time, Liu Qianxiu was resting, and Qingchan followed him. After Liu Qianxiu finished cooking dinner, Qingchan woke up and rubbed his eyes to find his junior brother. As soon as he saw Liu Qianxiu, he hugged his thighs and stuck them. The child was just a child, with a bun and a chubby face, and his thighs looked particularly cute.

Mu Wan set the table, looked at Qingchan, and smiled and said, "When your junior brother was away, would you hug your master like this?"

Qingchan opened his sleepy eyes, and his tea-colored eyes were very beautiful. He shook his head and said softly, "No, Master's legs are too short, I can't hold on when I grow up."

He looked up at Liu Qianxiu. He was 1.9 meters tall and his legs were long, and he was enough for Qingchan for two years. Liu Qianxiu's expression still had no major changes in front of the child. After sitting down, he reminded Qingchan to eat by himself. The little guy listened to him and ate with the bowls and chopsticks seriously.

The lights are soft, and two people, one big and one small, always have an indescribable warmth inside.

After dinner, Mu Wan received a call from Li Nan. The signal inside the temple was not good, so she walked out of the Taoist temple and sat on the stone bench under the pine tree. Li Nan's tone was far less calm than the previous few days of calmness, and she also felt a little anxious.

"Are you targeted by someone?" Li Nan asked, "The announcement that we had negotiated last week, I called me in the past two days and told me that the scenes were deleted. The liquidated damages were given, but I only received your announcement next week. No crews who started filming will sign you, and you will not have any filming in the next time."

What does this mean? This means that her future journey has been blocked.

Her salary is not high or low now, and her liquidated damages are double compensation. Several dramas are not a small amount for her. However, for Mu Qing, it is nothing at all.

Her purpose in doing this was nothing more than to ask her to beg her. She had to poke her backbone with her own efforts, and she insisted on poking it off. The dark shadow filled her body and Mu Wan was a little irritated.

These are personal grudges, and she can't tell Li Nan, and it's useless to say it. If she knew that she encountered such a tough nail, it would be possible for the company to give up on her.

Next week will be my mother's death.

Mu Wan rubbed her face. The sky gradually became darker and the wind on the top of the mountain was a little cold. She sat there for a while, and finally got up and entered the door.

The lights in the main hall were on, and the three statues of gods were particularly majestic under the lights. There was no one on the short table and cushion next to the statue. Mu Wan took a look at the side hall. The lights in the side hall were on, and Liu Qianxiu should have sent Qingchan to bed.

Qingchan didn't sleep very clearly in the afternoon, and he was in a daze when eating. After dinner, he meditated in the main hall with his cheeks on his cheeks. After meditating for a while, he couldn't help but lie on the table and sleep. Liu Qianxiu carried him to the side hall first. After he fell asleep, he returned to the main hall.

When I just left, there were only three statues of gods in the main hall, but now there is one more woman. The lights are sprinkled on the statues, like ice, and the evil spirits are sprinkled on the woman, like fire, bright and charming.

She sat like a snake, and she didn't sit upright in her house on weekdays. Now she is sitting in the main hall, still soft and lazy. Her arms are placed on a short table, her body is distorted, her pointed chin is slightly raised, and her small face is hidden under her black and thick hair, making her look even whiter.

It was pitch dark, and there seemed to be only the light in the main hall in the world. She was like a ignorant little demon lying under the throne of the gods, not knowing her own collision at all. Instead, when she saw him, her bright red lips bent slightly and her eyes were bright.

"Liu Qianxiu." She called out, and a lingering and silenced in the dark, with indescribable charm and mystery. After she cried, she supported her chin with her back and looked at him with a low smile.

Liu Qianxiu stood up and walked into the main hall. He was tall and tall. When he entered, the lights of the main hall lengthened his figure at the door, and Mu Wan looked up at him. Only in this way can he be put all in his eyes.

"This is wine." Liu Qianxiu looked at the jar she was holding. The jar was not big, with a red cloth plug on it. The dark brown bottle body was rough. The woman's fingers were slightly bent and she held it. Her slender fingers looked fair and beautiful on the bottle body.

This was placed in a short jar a few times. Mu Wan picked it up and looked at it when she was bored. The cloth stuffing was thick and covered up all the smell of wine. The bottle body shook slightly, and the liquid inside was turbulent, and there were still a lot of them.

Mu Wan stretched out her legs, and she sat barefoot on the futon. Under her feet was a carpet covered under the futon. The carpet under the futon was made of cotton and linen, clean and tidy, so she could sit directly on it. However, because the ground on the mountain was cool, she usually sat on the futon.

Seeing Liu Qianxiu sitting down, Mu Wan opened the cloth and smelled sweet wine. He leaned over and sniffed it for a moment. Mu Wan raised his eyes and looked at Liu Qianxiu and said, "Balmberry wine."

Xuan Qingzi likes to drink wine on weekdays, and he brews the wines in Taoist temples by himself. He has been brewing wine for many years and has mastered his skills. A jar of bayberry wine does not lose the sweetness of bayberry but also the purity of the alcoholic flavor.

Mu Wan put the wine jar in front of her, supported her arms on the low table, and placed her chin on the back of her hand. She stared at the wine jar in front of her, stared for a while, and then tilted her head and asked, "Can I drink a little?"

The air at the top of the mountain was cool at night, but Mu Wan was still affected by Li Nan's phone call, and he couldn't suppress his breath. It would be better if he had some wine and had a sleep.

After Mu Wan finished speaking, Liu Qianxiu looked back. She looked at him with her pupils pitch black and her eyebrows slightly frowned.

"This alcohol has a lot of energy." Liu Qianxiu looked faint, and looked at Mu Wan's gradually clear expression and reminded, "You can't drink too much."

"Okay~" Mu Wan's eyes lit up and he nodded in agreement.

"Then I'll drink it here." Mu Wan went to the kitchen to get a small cup, sat cross-legged on the futon, and poured a glass of wine. The bayberry wine was still red, and when it was poured out, the sound was crisp, with a sweet aroma of wine.

Mu Wan fell down, picked up the wine glass, looked up at the outside of the Taoist temple, the crescent moon was hanging high in the sky, and clouds were faintly floating around. The moonlight was bright and cold, the night sky was pitch black, clean and pure.

"So beautiful." Mu Wan took a sip of bayberry wine. The wine was not strong and even covered with the sweetness. He could only feel a faint fragrance when he swallowed it.

Liu Qianxiu held the book in his hand and looked sideways at the night sky. The fragrance of bayberry wine floated in the air. He looked back and Mu Wan had already started drinking the second glass.

Lip line slightly pursed, Liu Qianxiu looked at her down, and the wine glass was leaning against her lips, and her bright red lips pressed against the mouth of the white porcelain cup, which was vivid and charming. When she noticed her gaze, she looked back, her lips left the wine glass, she stretched out her tongue to lick the wine stains at the corner of her lips, and handed the wine glass to Liu Qianxiu.

"It's delicious, do you want to drink it?"

In her eyes, there was a shiny light of water, and her fingers holding a white porcelain cup were shiny and slender.

The sight was on the bayberry wine in the white porcelain cup, and the transparent red liquid reflected the lights of the main hall, spotless.

Liu Qianxiu shook his head and said, "No."

Mu Wan got the answer, took back his hand, and drank the bayberry wine in one sip. The man's eyes remained on her face. She bulged her face as if she was playing, allowing the sweetness of the bayberry wine to fill her mouth. After she had tasted it, she swallowed it in one sip.

After drinking, his body gradually became hot. Mu Wan looked at the moon in the distance and poured another glass.

"My mother likes to look at the night sky." She stared blankly. Alcohol seemed to develop people's memories. The memories in her mind coincided with the current scene. What Mu Wan said was a bit terrible.

Mu Wan was not having a happy life in the Mu family. Although she had always suffered from the cold eyes of the Mu family, she lived a comfortable and comfortable life when her mother was alive. Her mother was not very powerful, but she was enough to protect her.

In the blink of an eye, her mother passed away for ten years. She had grown wildly like wild grass for ten years.

Mu Wan's eyes were cold, and she drank the wine in the glass again.

Now, no one protects her, but someone stays with her.

Mu Wan's face was a little hot. She lay on the table, staring at Liu Qianxiu next to her with her head tilted. Liu Qianxiu was not reading a book. He watched her cheeks gradually turn red, and the book in her hand was placed on the table, and said, "You go and rest first."

"No." Mu Wan's breathing was hot as she spoke. She stretched out her finger and shook it, "I'll accompany you."

Liu Qianxiu was not reading a book, he was reading her.

He lowered the white porcelain cup in his hand, and the bottom of the cup hit the table, making a light sound. Mu Wan held his cheek with his back, tilted his head, and looked at Liu Qianxiu. His eyes were slightly narrowed, and his gaze was sharp.

"You can't calm down."

"Yeah." Liu Qianxiu looked calm, looked at her and admitted.

Mu Wan's eyes moved slightly, her eyelashes trembled, and her memory broke through the thin paper and poured out like a tide.

She remembered what Liu Qianxiu said to her last night.

Mu Wan put his hands flat on the table. She looked at Liu Qianxiu with her eyes tightly, her eyes pounding. Mu Wan said, "You said yesterday that the environment will not affect your mood."

Mu Wan exerted a little force on her arm and leaned towards Liu Qianxiu's body. Her eyes were red, her pupils were pitch black, and her voice was low and hoarse.

"You say that people will affect your mood."

The two were getting closer and closer. The man looked down at her. Mu Wan leaned over and grabbed his arms. The moment he grabbed his arms, the alcoholic momentum came up. Mu Wan's head was heavy and his feet fell into the man's arms.

The light sandalwood diluted the smell of alcohol. Mu Wan lay on his chest, raised his little face and his lips trembled slightly.

"Liu Qianxiu, who is that person?"

The woman in her arms had white skin as snow, her body was soft, and her hair was black. She looked like a newly formed monster, and came to his seat to ask him about her. She was ignorant, innocent and indifferent, and did not know the depth.

She clung to his arms, hooked her waist with her slender fingers, folded her bodies together, and brought the two people closer. He lowered his eyes and could smell the fragrance of wine on her body, and she could smell the sandalwood on his body with her eyes.

"It's the third time." The man said in a deep voice.

With his lips tightened, Liu Qianxiu reached out to grab the wine jar. The clear bayberry wine poured into the white porcelain cup with the sound. He took the white porcelain cup and drank the bayberry wine in one go.

The Adam's apple moved slightly, and the man's cold and quiet eyes seemed to have some emotions gradually surged.

Putting down the cup, Liu Qianxiu held the woman's waist with both hands and hugged her in front of him.

At this time, the smell of wine on his body became strong, and his dark eyes looked at the woman in his arms lightly. His voice was low and hoarse, and his tone was long.

"Do you really think I have no love, do you want?"

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