When Ji Liao heard her words, he was really afraid that the old witch would do such a thing, so he would regain control of his body with a thought. He paused the swing and said calmly: "Miss Nie is also here."

At this time, she had already changed into men's clothes and wore a silk skirt, and her skin was even white and red. She was not wearing silk stockings, so she could see her feet and ankles, as white as thin bamboo shoots.

Nie Xiaoma didn't know that Ji Liao was so thick-skinned. He was discovered by imitating the girl's swing in broad daylight. He was still so calm and calm. She snorted: "Don't you have something to do? I didn't expect that you not only have bad character, but also feel so disgusting."

It turned out that she was impatient with the outing with those people, so she came to this family to rest as she was the name of County Magistrate Nie. But she had just changed back to women's clothing and entered the family's garden, and saw Ji Liao swimming leisurely.

What's even more annoying is that she asked the lady of this family that she knew that the garden was a good place to swing and she wanted to enjoy it.

Ji Liao sighed softly.

Nie Xiaozi said strangely: "What are you doing when you sigh?"

Ji Liao said: "Miss Nie, you misunderstood me."

Nie Xiaoma said, "Is it really important that you are going on the swing?"

Ji Liao smiled and said, "I just wrote those three poems, but I actually exhausted my energy. You don't know that once I run out of my energy, I will have a headache. When I communicated with the scholars, I had a headache, so I had to say goodbye first."

Nie Xiaomazi thought that those three poems were indeed not vulgar, especially the last one, which was enough to be passed down through the ages and could be written in a short time. It was indeed very troublesome. She couldn't help but believe his words. She asked again: "What does this have to do with you swinging?"

Ji Liao said: "I have no cure for my headache, but I can relieve my symptoms by swinging."

The little lady Nie said skeptically: "Really?"

Ji Liao nodded slightly and said, "It's true."

"Ji Liao, I still want to play." Mu Qing's voice sounded faintly.

Ji Liao knew that this was the sound she used her spiritual power to interfere with reality and shake the air, which was very different from the natural communication between the two of them through spiritual power. They clearly did it on purpose. They were filled with breath and secretly used magic power to block Mu Qing.

Their strength is equal, so Ji Liao is quite laborious to suppress Mu Qing.

I couldn't help but frown, and there was a flow of green air on my face.

Nie Xiaozi said strangely: "Who is talking?"

"No, maybe you heard it wrong." Ji Liao almost said it with a bite.

Seeing his face turned blue, Nie Xiaozi said, "Your face has changed yet."

Ji Liao replied in a word: "The headache is on again."

Lady Nie hesitated for a while, but she was still unlucky and said, "Then you keep swinging."

Ji Liao nodded with a smile and continued to swing the swing.

Mu Qing no longer made a fuss, and Ji Liao's face became much better.

After a while, Ji Liao said, "I'm done. I'm going to go back to the temple soon. See you again if you have time."

"Oh." Nie Xiaozi was still a little confused, but after thinking about it, why did she care about so much about this guy?

Ji Liao stretched lightly and went up to the courtyard wall.

When his figure disappeared, Nie Xiaozi got on the swing and swung happily.

"By the way, I'll give it to you."

Before her smile could be opened, she saw Ji Liao appear again. Now that the other party saw her swinging and playing with her face, she couldn't help but blush. At this moment, Ji Liao's hand was a wooden carving, depicting Nie Xiaozi, lifelike.

He threw the wood carving to her and smiled and said, "Please keep it secret for today." Then he jumped out again and disappeared without a trace.

After Ji Liao discovered that she was also swinging on the swing, she caught the wood sculpture before she could speak.

After seeing him leave, she said to herself, "Who wants your smelly thing?" She was about to throw it out, but she found that the wood carvings were beautiful, and she thought it was a pity to throw it away.

After Ji Liao went out, he took a piece of wood and carved it with a knife. He had great magical powers and it took only a blink of an eye to make a wood carving. He thought that after accepting his gift, the little lady shouldn't say anything randomly.

He was extremely confident in what he did, not to mention that the young lady liked to swing on the swing, so her mind should still be very pure.

After getting these things done, Ji Liao glared at Mu Qing and said, "Is it fun?"

Mu Qing smiled and said, "It's fun."

Ji Liao smiled coldly, his lips moved slightly, and he recited the Heart Sutra: When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practiced the deep Prajna Paramita...

This was not an ordinary voice, but a chanting Buddhist scriptures with his spiritual secret power. Mu Qing controlled the negative power and was filled with magic. Buddhism was really restrained by her.

Although Ji Liao couldn't hurt her by chanting scriptures, it made her feel very uncomfortable.

"Don't... stop thinking." Mu Qing said weakly.

Ji Liao stopped after reciting for a moment and said, "If you do something randomly in the future, at worst, I will never sleep and recite the Buddhist scriptures every day to see who will feel more uncomfortable."

He chanted Buddhist scriptures with his secret power, which was also very energy-consuming. Although it made Mu Qing uncomfortable, it was not easy for him to live.

"Stingy." Mu Qing muttered.

Ji Liao whispered: "I also know you are bored. If you perform better next time, I will let you have another play."

In the end, both of them prospered and lost. If they both became angry and were against him all day long, Ji Liao wouldn't have to do anything.

Mu Qing smiled and said, "This is what you said."

Ji Liao nodded slightly and said, "The premise is that you can't be like today."

He then said, "Not mentioning women's clothing in the future."

Mu Qing smiled slightly and said, "Actually, you are pretty pretty. What's the point of trying it? Besides, the monk didn't say that color is emptiness, emptiness is color. How can you cultivate the great way if you care so much about the unexpected appearance?"

Ji Liao was speechless and simply ignored her.

Mu Qing was very happy. Ji Liao didn't reply to her, and she continued to tell Ji Liao about her fallacies.

Ji Liao sighed secretly, suddenly missed Mu Qing, who had worked hard to practice martial arts before. When would they break through the bottleneck? Then Ji Liao wiped off his hair and put it away.

Walking slowly among the forests, I returned to Lanruo Temple around dusk. At this time, the evening bell was leisurely resounding among the mountains.

The monks were very diligent and had cleaned the hall.

As soon as he came back, monks told him what had happened before, and they all said that he was lucky and happened to be away from the mountain, otherwise he would have to suffer.

Leyuan even came to Ji's side and talked about the old monster in Black Mountain with a gaze.

Ji Liao thought to himself: You little brat is so scared that you listen to ghost stories. Today, you have experienced such a big thing, and you are actually concerned about the old monster of the Black Mountain.

He patted the little monk's bald head and said, "The old monster in Black Mountain may not be a good person."

He thought that the person who called himself the old monster of Black Mountain was Mu Qing, and there was nothing wrong with this.

Leyuan said: "How could it be? He is very powerful and saved us."

Ji Liao said: "Maybe it's because he doesn't like those iron armored people."

"Liao Ji, the host has something to come to you." Liao Chen appeared in front of Ji Liao.

Ji Liao nodded and said, "I'll go right away."

Le Chen whispered: "I just heard the host and Elder Yiyi seem to be discussing to let you leave Lanruo Temple?"
Chapter completed!