The poor lover provoked Luo Xiaoniang

Chapter 12 Temple Distress
The rare cleanliness of Luo Mansion these past few days made Luo Yi, who just came back from the countryside, not used to it, maybe his precious girl is sensible!

Luo Jiaojiao didn't think about tea and food for several days, and slept with her head covered all day, which made Li'er so bored that her hair was about to grow out.

"Master! Today is the day for outing, the mountain will be very lively!"

Li'er looked at the chirping birds in the yard, her heart had already flown outside.

"No! Don't bother me!" A snow-white arm stretched out from under the quilt.

"My maidservant heard that a high-spirited monk has come to Hongmen Temple. It is said that his mana is so powerful that it can make the incense in the incense burner soar into the sky!"

Li'er also brought out the hearsay.

"That's just some tricks to cheat some incense money!" Li'er was unmoved.

"Really! I heard that those cigarettes can change human faces, it's amazing!" Lier said with a nose and eyes.

"I don't know what happened to the little tree I planted?" Luo Jiaojiao finally exposed her head and face from the quilt.

Li'er hurriedly fetched warm water, and waited for her master to wash and dress up.

Luo Jiaojiao drank a bowl of lotus seed soup, then put on the light yellow skirt that Li'er brought her, put on a white cloak and stepped out of the house.

Li'er took a parasol, and followed her master out of the house with a smile on her face.

The sun shone warmly on Luo Jiaojiao's body, making her peach blossom-like cheeks even more tender.

Li'er held her umbrella and looked around, looking at some novel gadgets on the side of the road.

There are quite a lot of pedestrians on the road, rushing to Hongmen Mountain for an outing in twos and threes.

The girls all dressed themselves up beautifully, attracting the attention of some gentlemen from time to time.They would also cover their faces with fans and watch those gentlemen secretly.

Luo Jiaojiao was dragged by Lier to the foot of Hongmen Mountain with sleepy eyes.Behind them followed a few handsome gentlemen.

"Master! They have been following us!" Li'er put her hand over her mouth and smiled.

"Boring!" Luo Jiaojiao lazily yawned.

Li'er walked happily on the mountain road.For a while, she picked an apricot flower and put it in Luo Jiaojiao's hand, and then turned around and waved at the gentlemen who followed them.She felt that there were a few young gentlemen protecting her behind her, and she felt at ease.After all, this mountain is huge, in case there is any wrongdoer, there must be someone to help, right?

"It's here! It's here!" Luo Jiaojiao saw the small apricot tree she planted.

The apricot tree has grown a lot taller, and its branches and leaves are quite lush.

Luo Jiaojiao was overjoyed, and took advantage of the opportunity to sit on the rock next to her and watch the trickling stream next to her.

"If you plant this tree here alone, you won't be afraid of its loneliness?" Yang Zisheng turned out from behind the forest.

"Eavesdropping on my daughter's conversation, shameless!" Luo Jiaojiao turned her head to see Yang Zisheng, and said angrily.

"With a group of young gentlemen to accompany you, your ability to attract wind and butterflies may not be so glorious!" Yang Zisheng walked over and sat beside Luo Jiaojiao.

"That's their business! It has nothing to do with me!" Luo Jiaojiao stood up as she spoke, and she pulled Li'er away.

"I don't think Mr. Yang is malicious, he seems to like you very much!" Li'er whispered to Luo Jiaojiao quietly.

"Although I don't like boudoir rules, I also know how to respect others!" After all, Luo Jiaojiao is a martial arts practitioner. After she noticed, Yang Zisheng's slight footsteps entered her ears.So she deliberately raised her voice.

"Respect?" Yang Zisheng no longer hid himself, and strode directly to Luo Jiaojiao's side.

"Didn't your father teach you?" Luo Jiaojiao snorted.

"Only with power and power can we gain the respect of more people!" Yang Zisheng thought for a while and said.

"That's fear! It's not respect! A person's words and deeds are frank and upright. Only by doing things openly and aboveboard can he truly gain the respect of others!" Luo Jiaojiao thought of her father Luo Yi.

"Is there such a person?" Yang Zisheng opened the folding fan and smiled.

"Isn't my father such a person?" Luo Jiaojiao stopped and turned to look at Yang Zisheng contemptuously.

"Is there anything else?" Yang Zisheng looked down at Luo Jiaojiao's face, and was a bit reluctant to look away.

Luo Jiaojiao doesn't have the artificial shyness of a boudoir girl, her upturned pink face reveals a stubborn expression.

"And..." Luo Jiaojiao couldn't speak.She blinked, seeing the teasing look on Yang Zisheng's face gradually, she also felt a little confused.There are very few people like my father!
"Okay! It's a good day! I heard that the monks in Hongmen Temple know spells, let's go and see together!" Yang Zisheng walked towards Hongmen Temple, waving his folding fan.

"Master! Why don't we go and have a look too?" Seeing Luo Jiaojiao standing there in a daze, Li'er urged.

Luo Jiaojiao's mind had been entangled with the issue she had just argued with Yang Zisheng, so she didn't comment.Li'er pulled her along behind Yang Zisheng.

The incense burning in Hongmen Temple was very prosperous, and there were so many people who came to worship Buddha to offer incense.

Yang Zisheng took Luo Jiaojiao's master and servant straight to the direction of the main hall of Hongmen Temple.

"Master! Mr. Yang seems to be very familiar with this temple!" Li'er whispered.

In front of the main hall of the temple stands a tall Buddha.There is a huge incense burner in front of him.

"Amitabha Buddha! Benefactor Yang! The abbot is in the meditation room in the backyard, please come with the little monk!" A young novice standing behind the Buddha saw Yang Zisheng, walked over quickly and saluted.

"Wait a minute! I heard that the incense in the temple is strange, so come and see!" Although Yang Zisheng had a smile on his face, his eyes stared at the closed-eyed Buddha with a cold light like a knife.

"Amitabha! Benefactor Yang! Those rumors are false and unreliable!" The abbot of the temple, Gao Song, came in front of Yang Zisheng.

"Where there is no wind, there is no wave! This matter has already reached the ears of Dai Wang, and Yang must find out!" Yang Zisheng said clearly.

"Almsgiver, please offer incense!" The Buddha, who had kept his eyes closed in front of the main hall, said in a deep voice.

Luo Jiaojiao suddenly felt her mind was in a trance for a while, she calmed down and looked at the Buddha.

The Buddha has fat ears, but he is somewhat like a Buddha statue.

This Buddha not only has profound inner strength, but also has the power to take people's heart and mind. I have to be careful to see what it is.

Luo Jiaojiao thought about it, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.Li'er looked at Yang Zisheng with admiring eyes as he picked up the long incense sticks neatly stacked beside the incense burner.

A stick of incense is as thick as the mouth of a bowl.Yang Zisheng took three and put them in the incense burner.

Fire thunder shot out from the Buddha's sleeve, and the three incense sticks were ignited.

After a while, the cigarette billowed up and went straight into the sky.

Luo Jiaojiao suddenly felt dizzy in her head.She subconsciously held her breath and looked at the Buddha.

The Buddha pointed his finger at the pillar of smoke, and the shape of a human face appeared.

Yang Zisheng suddenly raised his palm and slapped the Buddha's raised finger.The Buddha's fingers quickly retracted into the variable fist, receiving Yang Zisheng's palm strength.

At this time, Luo Jiaojiao found that the face above the smoke column had disappeared.Only then did she understand the mystery, and flew onto the incense burner and smashed the three sticks of high incense.

After the incense fell to the ground, it was trampled out by Luo Jiaojiao who jumped down.

Seeing this, the Buddha's face became livid.

"Brother! Let them go, the temple may not be safe!"

"Amitabha! Junior brother! Stop!" Master Abbot clasped his hands together and lamented.

Buddha's eyes widened suddenly, and he struck out at Yang Zisheng with both palms.

Yang Zisheng had already inhaled a little smoke and was poisoned.Although he tried his best to catch the Buddha's palm, he vomited blood and fainted due to the poisonous hair.

"Yang Langjun!" Luo Jiaojiao knelt down and supported Yang Zisheng's shoulder and called out.At this time, she also felt short of breath.

"Let's be desperate mandarin ducks together!" There was a hint of sarcasm in the Buddha's voice.

(End of this chapter)