Yang Guo sat up and looked at the two Taoist nuns. He found that one was a beautiful Taoist nun in an apricot yellow Taoist robe, and the other was a petite little Taoist nun with spiritual energy. One was mature and steady, while the other was delicate and agile. One of them was in his twenties, full of charm; One of them was an eleven or twelve-year-old girl in her prime.
"Fellow Daoists, you two are quite pleasing to the eye, like fairies descending to the mortal world!”Yang Guo said appreciatively.
Yang Guo had lived in the poor Niu Village for eleven years, and in the Shaolin Temple where there were no women for three years. He only had a few words to praise women. Fortunately, the two Taoist nuns in front of him were really worthy.
"Little pervert, what a glib tongue!”The little Daoist nun who was warming herself by the fire said with a smile when she heard Yang Guo's words.
Yang Guo was embarrassed. How did praising you become a pervert?
"This little brother's words are sincere, and I can hear his praise.”The Dao Nun berated the Little Daoist Nun. It turned out that the Eldest Taoist Nun saw that Yang Guo was only thirteen or fourteen years old and was at the age of simplicity. His words were so sincere, so she wanted to receive such praise.
The little Daoist nun immediately quieted down and continued to roast the fire.
After scolding the Little Daoist Nun, the Eldest Daoist Nun thought of the sincerity in Yang Guo's words just now and couldn't help but think of that heartless man-Lu Zhanyuan!
That's right, this Daoist nun was the infamous Chilian Fairy, Li Mochou. That little Daoist nun was the disciple she had taken in a few years ago, Hong Lingbo.
Li Mochou thought of Lu Zhanyuan and the things he had done with him. Then, he thought of him and He Yuanjun, that pair of b * tches. He could not help but feel sorrow and anger from the bottom of his heart!
"Ask the world, what is love? From the north to the south, two flying guests, old wings several times back to the cold and summer. Joy is fun, parting is bitter, and there are even more foolish children in it. You should have said, thousands of miles of clouds, thousands of mountains of evening snow, only shadow to whom?
"On Hengfen Road, the lonely flute and drum of yesteryear, the desolate smoke is still flat. How can I sigh for the souls of Chu? The mountain ghosts secretly cry in the wind and rain. Heaven is jealous, do not believe, orioles and swallows are all yellow soil. For thousands of years, I have been waiting for a poet to sing and drink to his heart's content, and to visit Yanqiu.”Li Mochou was singing the song she was most familiar with,"Touching Fish, Yanqiu Ci"("Mai Po Tang, Yanqiu Ci" by Yuan Haowen, a Jin Dynasty writer).
Yang Guo listened to Li Mochou's sorrowful lyrics and felt that this Taoist nun was a person with a story. He said," Fellow Daoist, I don't know if there is anything sad. Why don't you tell me? Perhaps I can help you resolve it."”
"You little kid, why are you calling me fellow daoist like an adult?”Li Mochou said with a smile.
"Why can't I call you Fellow Daoist? I'm a layman disciple of Shaolin Temple. Although I haven't shaved my head and become a monk, I'm still a monk.”Yang Guo said.
"Shaolin Temple? I've heard of it. Why don't you become a monk when you're already in Shaolin Temple?”Li Mochou asked.
"What's so good about being a monk? He was bald, and besides martial arts, he was also a Buddhist scripture master. He was so annoying. Sigh, fellow Daoist, you haven't told me about your matter yet.”Yang Guo said.
"Tell me your name first, and I'll tell you.”Li Mochou said.
"If I say it, you have to say it too. My name is Yang Guo!" Yang Guo said.
"Yang Guo, not a bad name. My name is Li Mochou. How is it? Are you afraid?”Li Mochou smiled sinisterly.
"Why should I be afraid?" The fledgling Yang Guo had never heard of Fairy Chi Lian's fearsome reputation.
"You're a newborn calf that's not afraid of tigers! You must know that I'm the great demon who kills without blinking in the pugilistic world, Fairy Chi Lian Li Mochou.”Li Mochou laughed.
"Great demon, it can't be, right? I think you're very close. How can you kill without batting an eye!”Yang Guo looked at Li Mochou in disbelief. He couldn't tell that Li Mochou was a demon.
However, in Yang Guo's opinion, hateful people must have their own pitiful aspects! Li Mochou's singing had already told Yang Guo this. He didn't think that Li Mochou was a demon, not to mention that he didn't know what Li Mochou had done.
"Yang Guo, did you just leave the temple?”Li Mochou asked in surprise.
"Yeah, I just came out today!”Yang Guo scratched his head and smiled.
"No wonder!" Li Mochou said.
"Fellow Daoist Li, it's time for you to talk about your matter!”Yang Guo reminded Li Mochou.
"Fellow Daoist Yang, after you hear my story, don't be scared to the point of peeing your pants!”Li Mochou smiled and addressed Yang Guo as 'Fellow Daoist'.
It was rare to see such a cute boy. He would probably stay away from her after hearing her story. Forget it, just take it as a complaint. Since he would hear about Fairy Chi Lian in the future, he might as well tell her now. In the future, if he wanted to be enemies with her, she would spare his life.
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Li Mochou was originally a disciple of Ancient Tomb Sect. He could not resist the simple life in the ancient tomb, so he took advantage of his master's seclusion to leave Ancient Tomb Sect and travel the martial world alone.
One day, by chance, Li Mochou met the young hero Lu Zhanyuan. At that time, Lu Zhanyuan had been seriously injured. Li Mochou had been kind enough to treat him regardless of the rules of the ancient tomb.
As they spent more time together, Li Mochou actually developed feelings for Lu Zhanyuan. He fell deeper and deeper, and finally could not extricate himself. Lu Zhanyuan also had a good impression of Li Mochou.
Later, Lu Zhanyuan had to return home because of family matters. Li Mochou gave him a handkerchief embroidered with mandala flowers as a token of love.
Li Mochou returned to Ancient Tomb Sect to avoid being discovered by his master. However, she had been thinking about Lu Zhanyuan day and night.
Her master had discovered Li Mochou's worries and wanted her to make a choice. Li Mochou was deeply in love with Lu Zhanyuan and had betrayed his sect for him.
Li Mochou, who had escaped from the ancient tomb, felt a sense of freedom and happiness that she had never felt before, because she would soon be able to spend the rest of her life with her lover.
She had fantasized about many different ways of life and how to be a perfect woman for Lu Zhanyuan. She really couldn't wait to tell Lu Zhanyuan the good news, and then they would hug and kiss happily.
However, all the tragedies happened the moment she arrived at the Lu Residence.
She stood at the door in a daze, watching her lover and another woman bow to heaven and earth. Her red dress was like fire, instantly igniting the seed of jealousy in her heart. Lu Zhanyuan also looked at him in a daze. Then, the pretty girl asked Lu Zhanyuan,"Husband, who is she?"?”
Then, Li Mochou was in so much pain that he wanted to die. She finally ran away, crying, even sadder than when she said goodbye to her master. This kind of heart-wrenching and heart-wrenching feeling almost made her collapse. She had never been as sad as she was today. Never!
She hated them and wanted to kill them. She wanted revenge. She wanted to kill all those who had betrayed her and hurt her! Let them wish they were dead!
Why should she bear all this pain? She couldn't accept this! She began to numb herself with the smell of blood. She began to use the pleasure of killing to steal the happiness of others to obtain temporary happiness.
She went back to the Lu Residence to take revenge, but was stopped by an eminent monk of the Heavenly Dragon Temple. He swore that he would not take revenge for ten years.
Later on, Li Mochou became a monk and used a pair of Red Training Divine Palms and a pair of Ice Spirit Silver Needles to wipe out the entire family of Old Fighter Ruan, who had the same word as Yuan, as well as 63 boatmen on the Yuan River.
Because she had the beauty of a fairy, but her hands were full of blood debts, and her heart was like a poisonous snake. The Jianghu people called her "Fairy Chilian"!
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