Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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The beauty of April in the world was gone, but the peach blossoms in the back mountains of Baiyun Mountain were blooming all over the mountains and fields.
Gu Nian and Luo Xiu came early in the morning, taking advantage of the lack of crowds to come to Daoci Temple to burn incense and enjoy the mountain scenery to relax. This was their scheduled routine at the beginning of every month.
The only troublesome thing was that the appearance of the two of them was almost universally known in the industry. Even if they were wearing masks and hats, there was still a high risk of being recognized.
Especially recently, since Gu Nian’s new movie “Warrior Princess” had just been released, which was a time when because of the word-of-mouth and box office, the movie was very popular.
Even though Gu Nian had repeatedly stated that this movie, as a gift to Luo Xiu to commemorate his retirement from the industry, was just a niche love theme, the attention and discussion in the industry had gradually reached a boiling point, focusing on their couple. There were also a lot more eyes on the couple.
Coming out at this time could be said to be risking one’s life.
“Are you risking your life? You are risking my life.”
The most senior Taoist priest in the temple, who was still awake, leaned against the outer door of the conservatory with his sleeves folded up. He yawned slowly, then lazily raised his eyes and spoke to the newlyweds in an unhurried tone.
“If we are discovered and you pat your butt and walk away, Daoci Temple and I will not be able to run away. We will have to be trampled on your behalf first.”
Gu Nian hugged her legs and sat by the back window to look at the peach blossoms in the mountains behind her. After hearing this, she turned around in embarrassment: “Sorry, we -“
“Do not apologize.”
He pulled her back with a gentle voice.
Gu Nian turned around blankly, not understanding what Luo Xiu meant. But he saw the man put the teacup from behind the low table, and his eyebrows were dyed with a smile.
He looked at Gu Nian gently: “What he wants is not an apology.”
Gu Nian stayed beside the evil dragon for a long time, and looked back to the door with a hint of awareness: “What does the resolute Taoist want?”
Luo Xiu lowered his eyes, hooked the girl’s finger, and said casually while playing: “Is your Daoci Temple a Taoist temple, or is it a money-burning one?”
Gu Nian was stunned for two seconds and suddenly realized.
An Yi, who was standing next to the door, originally didn’t expect his intentions to be concealed under the eyes of the thousand-year-old dragon. So, he leaned against the door indifferently: “What’s wrong with the Taoist temple? The Taoist temple doesn’t need to eat. It’s so cold in winter and there are few people on the mountain. There is no incense, and one winter’s heating can completely burn through the little money saved in the first year.”
Luo Xiu thought of something, nodded, and looked around: “The greenhouse is good.”
An Yi gave a lazy smile: “So Mr. Luo is looking at giving us some extra money for greenhouse maintenance?”
Although Luo Xiu also knew that in the name of “greenhouse maintenance”, the funds allocated would definitely be enough for Daoci Temple to build another greenhouse in the back mountain.
He still nodded.
An Yi was a little surprised this time: “So happy?”
“When have I ever argued with you about this?”
“That’s not true.” An Yi said bluntly, “It’s just that your evil dragon nature and your indifference to external objects are really contradictory to me. I have to adapt to it every time I feel it.”
“It’s not that we don’t care about it at all, it’s just that there is nothing to care about when it comes to charitable donations.”
“…”
When these words came out, not only Gu Nian, who was looking at the peach blossoms, unexpectedly turned back, but An Yi at the door was also stunned.
After a few seconds, he shook his head and sighed: “It’s very insecure to be friends with someone like you. I can’t hide anything from you.”
“After all, it’s my money, and I can always know something about its direction.”
“Okay. I am a poor Taoist priest with only a broken Taoist temple. I can only bend my eyebrows and bend my waist to serve the powerful-“
Luo Xiu chuckled: “You, poor Taoist priest?”
“Yes.”
An Yi tilted his Taoist bun, yawned lazily without raising his eyes, and responded.
“Not to mention the right to use the huge piece of land at the back of Baiyun Mountain that your mother left to you, just the huge gifts that person gives you every year…”
Luo Xiu raised his eyes, his brown eyes were like spring lakes, smiling and gentle——
“I recently heard that the old man who was the head of the Feng family passed away, and the money and power fell into the hands of the son-in-law who joined the Feng family.”
An Yi’s expression paused, and he finally raised his eyes from the dejected state of yawning that kept him awake.
Sitting in the conservatory at the end of his sight, someone was smiling. The beauty was more brilliant than the peach blossoms outside the window behind him. The little girl next to him held her chin and raised her face curiously, watching the man tell the story.
When the man noticed, he immediately ignored him and turned back to interact with the little girl. He spoke casually again: “Mr. Feng’s only granddaughter is getting married, not to recruit a son-in-law. The apparent descendants of the Feng’s son-in-law is only such a daughter – if you want to be a Taoist priest peacefully, how many more days can he let you be?”
“…”
An Yi paused for a few seconds, then lowered his eyes lazily: “Whether you marry or not has nothing to do with me, and the Feng family has no blood relationship with me.”
“But the new head of the family has blood relation with you.”
“…You’re going to die?” An Yi sneered, pulling out two points of sharpness in his laziness, which disappeared in a moment. He supported his Taoist priest’s bun and turned around lazily, “This is such a loss. That person is not afraid of evil things, but I am.”
Luo Xiu smiled, “What are you afraid of?”
An Yi snorted: “I’m afraid that my master’s coffin in the back mountain won’t be able to be held down, and he will jump out and kick it into the ground for me.”
“…”
An Yi understood what he meant very clearly. Luo Xiu listened clearly and didn’t say another word.
Gu Nian was quiet the whole time, then she quietly came up to him, hid in front of him and asked in a low voice: “So you came today because you wanted to see what he says?”
Luo Xiu didn’t hide it from her, “Yeah. The Feng family is in trouble, and if he wants to fight, I’ll help him protect it.”
Gu Nian nodded: “It’s easy now.”
Luo Xiu lowered his eyes, couldn’t help but smile and lean down to kiss the corner of her mouth. His voice was slightly hoarse: “Yeah, don’t worry.”
Gu Nian dodged and clasped his fingers seriously: “He doesn’t want his father’s, Qiao Xi doesn’t want the Qiao family, you always want to push the Luo family to Luo Zhan – you three are indeed the closest friends, and you understand each other.”
“Hey, don’t worry, I don’t have a heart-to-heart relationship with the Thousand-Year Evil Dragon.” An Yi had a sharp ear. When he heard this, he immediately refused lazily, “My life will be shortened.”
“…”
Luo Xiu smiled and didn’t take it seriously. He just pretended that he didn’t hear it. He stretched out his hand to pull up a piece of Gu Nian’s hair that fell to her forehead.
An Yi originally planned to leave, but before opening the door, he thought of something and fumbled for something from his sleeves. He walked into the greenhouse and placed the items he found on the low table next to the two of them.
“What’s this?”
Gu Nian came over curiously.
An Yi’s tone was lazy and not serious: “Think of it as a gift to the two sponsors of our Taoist temple – Tongxin wood, half a piece for each person. After you finish writing, I will tie them together for you and hang them on the top of the thousand-year marriage tree.”
Gu Nian: “Wish you a hundred years of happiness, is that the same kind of thing?”
An Yi joked: “Next to you is a thousand-year-old evil dragon that has become a spirit. Isn’t it a good match after a thousand years?”
Gu Nian picked it up with a smile, “It’s not easy for you Taoist priests in the 21st century. In order to save the maintenance fee for the greenhouse, you have made all this money – aren’t you afraid that the master will jump out of the coffin in the back mountain and kick you into the ground?”
An Yi: “…”
An Yi was silent for a few seconds, and looked at Luo Xiu sadly: “What a good little girl, what have you brought her to?”
After Luo Xiu heard this, his smile was rare and unrestrained, and it was more eye-catching than the peach blossoms outside the window.
An Yi didn’t look at the two of them and waved his hand: “After you finish writing, leave it here. I’ll ask the little Taoist boy to hang it up for you.”
Gu Nian responded simply: “Okay! Go to the highest level.”
“Okay, the sponsor has the final say.”
An Yi smiled lazily, turned around and went out.
More than an hour later.
When An Yi and the little Taoist priest came back to the greenhouse, there was no one in the room. The two halves of the wooden sign were placed in one corner, clasped downwards in tacit agreement.
No one showed it to anyone.
An Yi and the little Taoist priest walked over and each picked up a piece.
An Yi: “Well, then you will know that your Teacher Mang Zhi was not forcibly married by the young master of the Luo family.”
“…Oh, listen to my uncle.”
The little Taoist priest was the blind fan from before, and he picked up the wooden sign unconvinced.
The piece on his side belonged to Gu Nian. The small paper sign inside the wooden sign had two vertical lines of small “beautiful Xiu” written on it.
[I want to ride the wind to pick a star at night]
[I never thought he would fly down from the Milky Way and come to me]
The little Taoist priest stared blankly for a few seconds, then came to his senses and clenched his fists angrily: “It was our teacher Mang Zhi who took the initiative first.”
An Yi recalled the funny and messy relationship between the two at the beginning, and couldn’t help laughing: “She took the initiative in the beginning, but it was not the initiative between men and women.”
Little Taoist priest: “?”
An Yi obviously didn’t want to explain to him.
The little Taoist priest did not dare to question his uncle, so he had to lean over to see the half-wooden sign in An Yi’s hand: “You always say that your friend is like a thousand-year-old dragon that has become a spirit. What did he write?”
“…”
An Yi lowered his head and looked at the words on the wooden sign in his hand, his eyes becoming complicated. After a moment, he took the little Taoist priest’s hand and put the wooden sign into his hand.
“Remember what I said about Luo Xiu when they came last time?”
The little Taoist priest blinked blankly.
[Because even if he was not born righteously from the beginning, he has never been loved wholeheartedly by anyone. He has everything in this world, everything is at his fingertips, and he lacks nothing except love. Only this one, but never before.]
[Gu Nian gave it to him, so he didn’t want anyone else’s. He doesn’t even want a penny more.]
[He only wants her alone.]
[Then take everything from her.]
The little Taoist priest lowered his head thoughtfully and turned towards another wooden sign turned over in his palm.
Only one sentence.
[To me,]
[You have boundless desires, and you are also boundless in this world.]
“Click.”
Two concentric pieces of wood buckled together were hung on the branches of the thousand-year-old marriage tree at Daoci Temple.
The wind blew softly, and the wooden signs depended on each other.
From then on, it was a lifetime, experiencing spring flowers, summer thunder, autumn rain, and winter snow. Time flew in the mountains and fields, and things changed, but this pair of wooden signs never changed.
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