Lord Chu’s Wife is Wild

When Lu Sheng passed by the lotus pond, he squatted down and reached into the water to test the temperature, and found that even the temperature of the water was mild.

I have to say, this somewhat made her feel a little novel.

She was about to withdraw her hand when a white lotus suddenly wrapped around her wrist, and the flower stretched out to her face and shook slightly.

Lu Sheng raised his eyebrows, but the national teacher said: "It likes Miss Lu very much."

"yes?"

Lu Sheng smiled, stroked the white lotus, "I like you too."

The white lotus shook, as if expressing her joy.

Hearing the words, the other white lotuses also rushed to extend their branches here.

"All right."

The national teacher said softly: "Don't frighten the guests of this seat."

Those lotus flowers silently shrank back when they heard the words.

Even the one wrapped around Lu Sheng's hand was slowly taken back.

Lu Sheng laughed and said, "They can understand human speech."

Chu Sihan explained in a low voice: "These are flower spirits, they are conscious."

Lu Sheng nodded, "Is it similar to the Bianhua on Huangquan Road?"

In the past, what she came into contact with the most were ghosts, such as demons and spirits, which were only contacted after she came to this world.

"Almost, they are all spirits that have absorbed aura and turned into spirits."

Chu Sihan led her to follow behind the national teacher and Ye Luo, explaining as he walked: "People turn into souls after death, and if they are destined to practice, they will also turn into souls. These flowers, plants and trees are similar, and they grow in places full of aura for a long time. It will naturally turn into a spirit."

I've heard of this Lu Sheng, like a spirit transformed from flowers, plants and trees, after thousands of years of practice, he can transform into a human form like a national teacher.

But such opportunities are few and far between.

Of course, if it's in the demon world, it's another matter.

In the courtyard of the National Teacher, besides the white lotus, there are also various cross-seasonal flowers.

The flowers of the four seasons are competing to bloom here.

Several people entered a small pavilion, the national teacher signaled the three to take their seats first, and he went in another direction.

About the time after touching a stick of incense, the national teacher came back again.

He was holding a jug of wine in his hand, followed by several monks carrying food boxes.

The monks left after distributing the dishes.

There are all vegetarian dishes on the table, and it doesn't look oily or watery at all.

Lu Sheng picked up the chopsticks, tasted them curiously, his expression froze slightly.

Ye Luo laughed at the side.

After drinking a glass of wine, he reminded Lu Sheng and Chu Sihan, "There is nothing edible in this Qingxue Temple except wine."

When Ye Luo first arrived, she naively thought that no matter how unpalatable these dishes were, they would definitely not be so unpalatable.

Who knows, after taking a sip, I never moved my chopsticks again.

Later, he went to the back kitchen and asked the people in the kitchen, only to learn that those dishes were made by the national teacher himself.

Although he was flattered that his senior brother cooked the food himself, on time, but the taste was really not flattering.

Let me ask, who can swallow a dish that is boiled in water without oil and salt?

The national teacher glanced at him lightly, and took off the hat on his head.

This was the first time that Lu Sheng and Chu Sihan saw the face of the national teacher.

The word "demon monk" came to Lu Sheng's mind almost subconsciously.

I saw a white lotus in front of his forehead, a fair and handsome face, and a pair of eyes that seemed to be filled with autumn water when looking at people, tender and charming.

"cough--"

Chu Sihan coughed lightly, drawing Lu Sheng's attention away from the national teacher.

A bald donkey, no matter how handsome he is, so what?

Besides, can you be more handsome than him?

"Apprentice, your throat is uncomfortable?"

Ye Luo put down the wine glass in his hand and looked at him worriedly.

Chu Sihan: ...