Mu Wan returned to the room and could see the lights of the main hall through the window. The lights were drawn on the square bricks on the ground outside the hall. There were three shadows, and I don’t know which one was Liu Qianxiu. She sat on the bed and looked at it for a while. After she didn’t turn two pages of the book in her hand, she felt sleepy and hugged the book and fell asleep.

After sleeping for a while, Liu Qianxiu came back. It was cold at night, and he was stained with some cold air and the rich sandalwood fragrance in the main hall. Mu Wan smelled this smell, and his body, which became warm due to sleep, rolled into his arms.

As soon as Liang Ren came into contact, both of them trembled. Mu Wan hugged him in a daze and said, "You are back."

"Yeah." Liu Qianxiu raised his hand and tried to touch her cheeks, but thought that his hands were too cold. He pulled over the thin blanket and covered her. He lay on the side of the bed and hugged her in his arms.

Sandalwood has the effect of calming the mind. Mu Wan wanted to say something to Liu Qianxiu, but she was too sleepy and she fell asleep in the end. Anyway, the two of them had time, so why both of them had to say it tonight?

Smelling the faint sandalwood, Mu Wan slept very peacefully and comfortably this time. She slept early at night and woke up early in the morning. After waking up, she leaned against the thin blanket. There was still some warmth in the bed, but the person was no longer there.

Opening his eyes, Mu Wan looked around, came to his senses, and got up from the bed.

It is only six:30 in the morning. The sunrises on the mountain and the sky is getting bright, but with the tide, it gathers into thick fog. The fog is steaming. Mu Wan stood outside the hall, looking at the statue of the god in the main hall, and heard the sound of sweeping the floor outside.

Mu Wan got up and went out. The fog outside was also very thick. Looking up, you could only see the tops of the mountains opposite. The air was tide, as if it was about to rain.

"Sister, are you awake?" The weather became colder and the leaves began to fall. Qingchan was wearing a Taoist robe and a bun, and had already gathered a bun with a bun at his feet with a small broom. His little body stood up straight and stood upright, holding the broom to laugh at Mu Wan.

"You got up so early?" Mu Wan went over and pinched his face. The two were much more intimate than before. Qing Chan let her pinch her face, her little face was very rosy.

"I will get up at six o'clock in the morning to practice." Qingchan replied, "Master has gone to the bamboo forest to practice in the morning. My junior brother is by the cliff. I took you to find him last time."

After hearing this, Mu Wan wanted to go over to find Liu Qianxiu, but when he woke up, the place where he fell asleep was still hot, so he should have just been there.

"Are you going to find your junior brother?" Qingchan looked up and asked with a look of her silent.

"No." Mu Wan laughed, grabbed his bun, and said with a smile, "Do you still have a broom? I'll sweep the fallen leaves with you for a while."

Qingchan is naturally happy if he is accompanied by someone. Although he has been a Taoist boy in Taoist temple since he was a child, he is still a child's character, not like Liu Qianxiu and Xuan Qingzi, and has a deserted temperament.

But the two of them only swept together for a while, and it started drizzling. Qingchan picked up the broom, frowned, and took Mu Wan's hand and said, "Sister, I'll give the umbrella to the master, you go and give the umbrella to the junior brother."

There was reason to go to Liu Qianxiu, and Mu Wan naturally agreed. After she nodded, Qingchan handed her an oil-paper umbrella. Mu Wan held the umbrella and hurried towards the edge of the cliff along the path.

The rain was not too heavy or too small, and it was poured onto the oil-paper umbrella, making a buzzing sound. The raindrops gathered together and dripped on the weeds on the roadside. Mu Wan's pace accelerated and soon arrived at the edge of the cliff.

Liu Qianxiu sat upright by the cliff and sat quietly, leaving only a tall and thin back. He sat cross-legged on the futon, his green Taoist robe was already half wet.

"Liu Qianxiu." Mu Wan called him.

Liu Qianxiu came back to his senses, turned his head and looked at her, his eyes as clear as the distant mountains and clouds. He stood up from the cushion, Mu Wan came over, raised his arm to support him.

He was too tall and Mu Wan struggled to hold on. Liu Qianxiu held her waist, held the handle of the umbrella with his other hand, and took the umbrella over.

The rain slid down the man's face, and the cold white skin made the water droplets look cold. Mu Wan's brows were frowning tightly. She wiped his face and said, "Don't you know it's raining?"

Liu Qianxiu held her hand, and the two of them held each other's hands, and his palms were dry and cold.

Liu Qianxiu looked up at the raindrops and said, "It's getting heavy."

"Don't you know it's raining?" Mu Wan shook her hand and smiled incredibly. She looked up at him and said, "The external environment will not shake your Qingjing's heart, right?"

The drizzle was drizzling, and the mist covered the cliffs and the pine and cypress on the mountain, like a fairyland. The breeze blew, and Liu Qianxiu's eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly, meeting her sight.

"Yeah." He lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips, and said in a shallow voice, "You are the only one who can shake my heart."

The thin raindrops seemed to be poured with honey, and even the cool wind was sweet. Mu Wan looked up at him, and her eyes were smiling curved, and she hugged him with her arms and kissed him.

Even in a Taoist robe, the love words he said were so touching.

After half a day of rain, the fog spread out. Mu Wan stayed in the room to read a book and take a nap, and Liu Qianxiu was in Qingxiu. When it was past one afternoon, she got up at nap, and Liu Qianxiu pushed the door and walked in.

Liu Qianxiu changed into a Taoist robe, with a tall figure, a clean and cold temperament, and an extremely fairy-like spirit. When she saw him, she put down the book in her hand, opened her arms and smiled.

The man understood and walked over, picked her up from the bed and kissed her on the lips.

"You clean up and let's go catch fish."

Fishing was catching in Qingyuan River in the back mountain. Mu Wan supported her body, looked down at him, and asked, "Are you not practicing meditation?"

"Yes." Liu Qianxiu put her on the bed and found her shoes.

"It's not good." Mu Wan looked out of the window, and there was no sound in the main hall. "Aren't you here to practice meditation? What should you do if you are leaving, and the master is not happy?"

He sat by the bed, listening to her muttering words. After she finished speaking, he asked, "Who said I came to practice cultivation?"

Mu Wan was stunned.

While she was stunned, Liu Qianxiu put on her other shoe. He leaned over and raised his hand to hook the tip of her nose, making his moves intimate and doting.

"I'm here to play with you."

The man's face was so close that he was handsome and beautiful. Mu Wan's heart was filled with a small flower, and the petals were fragrant and sweet. She stood up and said excitedly, "Then let's go."

The two took the fishing gear and walked along the trail in the back mountain to the Qingyuan River. The grass on both sides of the trail was wet. After passing by, they swept their legs wet.

Mu Wan liked the back mountain very much because there were large bamboo forests, green bamboo leaves, and a light bamboo fragrance. She followed Liu Qianxiu and watched Liu Qianxiu wearing a Taoist robe. When she walked, she felt a kind of chivalrous and Taoist robe. It was so cool.

They said they were here to catch fish, but in fact they were here to play. Mu Wan took off her shoes and was led by Liu Qianxiu onto the boat. The boat was rowed to the middle of the river. After Liu Qianxiu poked the net, the two of them lay on the boat.

After a long rain, the weather became clear. Under the blue sky, big white clouds were like large balls of cotton candies tangled together.

The fishing net entered the river, and the boat stopped in the middle of the river. The river was calm and clear, like a painting.

Mu Wan relaxed physically and mentally. She lay on Liu Qianxiu, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, breathing the fresh air after the autumn rain, the river gurgled, the boat swayed, and the world and time seemed to have stopped.

She pillowed in Liu Qianxiu's arms. Liu Qianxiu took the book and read it. The book was filled with the smell of incense in the main hall, fresh and natural. Mu Wan turned over, Liu Qianxiu came back to her and looked down at her. She stared at the book cover, and it was another ancient book, classical Chinese, with a word and a half line, and there was an indescribable mystery inside.

"Did you come here to do your homework?" Mu Wan asked with a smile.

He put the book aside and squeezed her earlobe with a smile, "I'm used to it."

It was indeed a habit. He was very quiet most of the time, and he would read books when he was quiet. The book was put aside by him, and the wind blew, the paper squirted, and Mu Wan swept a few lines of words.

The character is traditional Chinese, and she even recognized it almost as much as possible, but she didn't understand the meaning inside. In front of Liu Qianxiu and the others, she was illiterate.

"I have been reading this way, how many books do I have to read?" Mu Wan sighed, "Master Xuan Qingzi should have almost finished reading it, right?"

"No." Liu Qianxiu denied that there was mist and rain in his eyes, and he lifted her black hair into his ears, saying, "Every book has different understandings at different times. The enlightenment that Taoist practice emphasizes is not large. Master has been enlightening for nearly eighty years, and the books are still those."

Mu Wan didn't understand his explanation, but she grabbed the point, her eyes widened, and she asked, "Master has been nearly eighty years of enlightenment... How old is he this year?"

"Eighty-two." Liu Qian practiced Taoism.

In the entertainment industry, celebrities pay the most attention to maintenance, and everyone cannot withstand the years. Even if they look slowly aging for decades, they can't hide their old age even when they are eighty.

Xuan Qingzi looks only sixty years old, but in fact he is eighty-two years old. What kind of old god is this?

Mu Wan looked at Liu Qianxiu's eyebrows and eyes carefully. He was six or seven years older than her. However, in fact, Liu Qianxiu looked similar to a man of her age.

Mu Wan raised his hand, touched his cheek, and asked, "Will you always be so young in the future?"

Sighing in his throat, Liu Qianxiu held her hand.

"My future is with you." He kissed her fingertips, holding the corners of his lips slightly, "You can see it yourself."

Her fingers were itchy when he kissed her, and her heart was itchy when he said it. Mu Wan smiled, met his dark eyes, moved her body, and wanted to climb to a position that looked straight with him. As soon as she moved, the man held her waist and carried her over.

His future is with her, how long will it take?

Mu Wan hugged his cheek with both hands and lowered his head to kiss it. His soft lips were lingering, and the breeze could not dissolve their warmth. Mu Wan kissed him lightly and laughed softly.

"Liu Qianxiu." She called out, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, "Do you have premarital phobia? That's why I brought me to the Taoist temple to relax."

His hand was inserted into her hair, looking straight into her eyes, with heavy tenderness and doting.

"What are you afraid of?"

Fear...she doesn't know what she is afraid of.

She licked the corners of her lips and said, "Aren't you afraid?"

The woman's voice was soft, her hair was hanging in front of her ears, and a ray of setting sun passed through the black hair in her ears, shining on her cheeks, delicate and soft.

"Yeah." Liu Qianxiu nodded, and he smiled as if the sun was penetrated by the valley.

"I'm afraid you don't want to marry me."

Mu Wan was lying on his chest. When he spoke, his chest vibrated. She listened to his heartbeat and laughed.
Chapter completed!