Fat lady's rebirth: The mountain Lihan takes the trick

Chapter 172
Then they visited the small town and went to a temple where the incense was burning. The people who came to burn the incense were all young men and women, sincerely worshiping and asking for a lottery.

Inside is a streamer in fairy clothes, holding jade ruyi in his right hand, and a lotus basket in his left hand, a goddess with a fairy appearance, and the temple name is the lotus goddess.

Mother stopped outside, looked in, and said to Yang Qingping, "Why don't you go and say goodbye too."

Yang Qingping was puzzled and asked, "Is there anything good about this prayer?"

Zhou Yi said: "Of course there is. The Lotus Flower Empress is sending off her child, why don't we go..."

"You go by yourself, I don't have that kind of thought." This is the first time I heard that Lianhua Empress gave a child, but she heard that Guanyin gave a child!
She left the temple quickly, and they followed.

Playing around the lake again, the willows beside the lake are swaying gently with the breeze, and young men and women are sitting below.

Singing sounds came from boats on the lake. The man played the flute and the woman sang. They cuddled together and sang.

This place is like a fairyland, like a place of poetry, love and love.

Their love is as clear as the water of a lake, and they would like to be the gods on the lake and swim in the middle of the lake.

Yang Qingping's heart sprouted, and she deliberately invited Zhou Yi to go on a boat and experience the couples on the lake. She was afraid that he would play some tricks, and she reluctantly left the lake.

Zhou Yi also wants to spend time with his wife by the lake and enjoy the love poems they should have.

Although I have been with my wife for five years, I have never enjoyed the sweetness that couples should have.

Faced with the insults from the villagers every day, and involved her in the killing and punishment, and owed her too much, I felt sore.

Yang Qingping walked in front without saying a word, Zhou Yi followed closely, looking at his wife's back, the seed in his heart sprouted.

Today, my wife exudes a delicate soul, like a tender sprout sprouting under the warm sunshine and moist spring rain in spring.

This sprout is so exuberant that no force can restrain it.But he dared not reveal his heart to his wife.

He always wanted to receive her light into his arms and monopolize her, but she always shines like bright moonlight on all the people on the whole earth, no matter those who want to appreciate the moon or those who don't.

He wanted to be fascinated, so Yang Qingping looked back at him, only to see her face was as red as charcoal.

Holding his face in both hands, he asked, "What's the matter with you, why is your face so red, like an old hen about to lay eggs."

He took his wife's hand away and turned back to deliver some kind of message to his mother-in-law.

The mother-in-law already knows the child's heart, loves her deeply, loves her son, flowers in the rain and candles in the wind.

She went up to her daughter and said, "It's still early today, why don't you take a boat trip to the lake, and the girl and I will wait for you at the gazebo over there."

Yang Qingping responded to her mother's words, and she took Zhou Yi's hand, "Let's go! Just don't play other bad things later."

He nodded, boarded the boat together with his wife, and marched slowly towards the lake.

There are refreshments on the boat, and the couple sit down and drink together.

Suddenly, four unrestrained guests rushed out of the water from the bottom of the lake, all of them glaring and frowning, holding sharp swords, and chopped them down.

Zhou Yi hugged his wife in his arms in a flash, and fled to the bow of the boat. Those few lined up and came towards them, and the couple was forced to stay at the bow of the boat.

The boats on the lake all docked, and the people on the shore gathered to watch, only to hear shouts: "It's a fight..." Many people poured in to watch the excitement.

Zhou Yi asked: "If you want to kill me, let me know who you are."

The other party pronounced harshly: "It was you who killed Zuo Shandiao, you have to pay for his burial, and die!"

They came aggressively, the sword flashed, and the oars were placed across the bow of the boat. Zhou Yi moved forward, blocked the sword, and pushed them to the center of the boat with all his strength.

The backhand broke the sword, and Yang Qingping was not bad, she kicked someone while the iron was hot, and fell into the water.

He struggled in the water, climbed up, and Yang Qingping hit him on the head several times with an oar, until the water surface was stained red with blood, and he sank.

Zhou Yi was fighting with each other, and turned sharply to stab Yang Qingping. Zhou Yi got up early with his right foot and kicked him into the water with a thud.

Seeing that he was protecting that woman so much, those two people gave up fighting him and rushed towards Yang Qingping with their swords raised.

His wife was in danger, so he ran forward, looked at the two walking backs, and knocked his hands over with fists.

Then he took the sword, stabbed him in the heart, and died on the boat.

Keep your eyes on the ground, this is what you can afford, and you are about to leave.

He stepped into his waist, pressed down firmly, grabbed his head, dragged him to Yang Qingping, and said coldly, "I'll leave this for you to play with."

Yang Qingping couldn't bear to look at that person and see the desire to survive in his eyes.

Seeing that she was still unwilling to make a move, Zhou Yi twisted his neck with both hands and kicked him into the water.

They cleaned the boat and sipped tea from the counter table. One of them fell into the water and was still alive. He climbed up the boat and ran towards them with five fingers fisted.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi kicked the table leg, took it off, held it in his hand, swung the table leg, and hit the man, only to hear a thud, and fell down.

Seeing his demonic face, Yang Qingping felt that she couldn't afford to mess with this man.

Seeing his wife's soft heart, he reminded him: "If you keep your hands away from the enemy, they will never be grateful, but will take a bite instead."

Yang Qingping stared at him intently, without saying a word, suddenly he leaned over and kissed his wife.

Yang Qingping objected: "Don't mess around with such a bloody scene."

"That's why you feel bloody, and those few just happened to be practicing their hands. There is nowhere to put their strength, so they can only be placed on you."

He hugged his wife in his arms and lay down, "Now you are on top, let me handle it."

Yang Qingping lay her head against his chest, lying quietly, looking at the sky.

This lake tour is probably their most memorable scene.

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(End of this chapter)