Kill the enemy and get a wife? I'll single-handedly slaughter my way through the Northern Barba

"Feeling better now that the money's been given away?"

Raymond Lam smiled and teased Feng Qing.

"Mmm, it feels incredibly comfortable."

Feng Qing's bright eyes were filled with a smile.

Her eyes darted slightly: "Lord Lin, would you like to come with me to see some 'good stuff'?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng's eyes darkened.

He raised his hand and stroked Feng Qing's cheek, saying, "Oh? What 'good stuff' does Miss Feng want to show me?"

"Could it be this rare treasure of yours?"

Feng Qing blushed and grabbed Lin Feng's large hand that was reaching towards her chest, saying coquettishly, "What are you thinking about, Lord Lin, the dignified Deputy Commander of Ruzhou?"

After saying that, Feng Qing pulled Lin Feng away.

They left the pagoda forest and wandered through the vast Thousand Buddha Temple, making Lin Feng almost dizzy.

About half an hour later, Lin Feng and his companion finally stopped.

They came to a place where the vegetation was lush and green. Although it was winter, the withered plants still provided excellent cover.

"This is what you brought me here for?" Lin Feng looked around, puzzled. "What's so interesting about this?"

Feng Qing smiled sweetly, pulled Lin Feng down, and looked down at the trunk of a pine tree.

"Look!"

Lin Feng carefully examined the tree trunk by the dim moonlight and saw a line of words carved on it: "Feng Yuer was here!"

The crooked handwriting suggests it's quite old.

"Feng Yu'er? You?"

Lin Feng reached out and touched the writing on the tree trunk, finding it interesting.

"Otherwise what? My childhood nickname is Fish."

Feng Qing and Lin Feng touched the bark together, their palms tracing the rough bark, feeling the grooves left by time in the bark's crevices.

"When I was a child, I came to Qianfo Temple with my parents and discovered this place by chance."

"I was being mischievous back then, so I took a knife and carved words here."

A look of reminiscence appeared on Feng Qing's fair and flawless face.

"Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. In previous years, every time I came to Qianfo Temple, I would sneak a peek at it."

"This year, I'm finally not coming alone!"

Feng Qing's slightly cool hand was held, while Lin Feng's palm was warm and large.

He said softly, "From now on, whenever we are in Ruzhou, I will accompany you to see it every year on the Ten Thousand Buddhas Festival."

Lin Feng's eyes were bright and resolute, as if he were making some extraordinary promise.

Feng Qing's heart warmed, and she nodded: "It's a promise! You can't go back on your word!"

This is Feng Qing's little secret, and now it belongs to Lin Feng and Feng Qing.

The moonlight fell on Feng Qing's face, leaving a pale white glow.

The next moment, Raymond Lam kissed Feng Qing on the lips.

Feng Qing's fragrance and softness have a captivating allure, making Lin Feng unable to resist her charm.

His kisses grew more intense and unrestrained, making Feng Qing panic and want to escape.

But Feng Qing couldn't break free at all. As the two became intimately close, all of Feng Qing's strength dissipated.

She wrapped her arms weakly around Lin Feng's neck, letting him do as he pleased.

Suddenly, Feng Qing felt a chill in her chest.

Lin Feng's slightly rough hand reached into his robes, and the cold sensation sent shivers down Feng Qing's spine.

"Lin Feng, it's cold..."

Feng Qing closed her eyes, gave a weak "protest" to Lin Feng, and then made a whimper.

"Don't be afraid, it will warm up soon."

Lin Feng blew a breath into Feng Qing's neck, causing Feng Qing to tremble involuntarily.

His hands were restless, exploring the secrets of Feng Qing's soft, delicate skin and body.

[Feng Qing's favorability +3]

At one point, he touched Feng Qing's "white rabbit," causing Feng Qing's body to tremble slightly.

Their bodies were burning hot, and the "fire" accumulated inside them urgently needed to be released.

Just then, a soft footstep sound came from not far away.

Lin Feng's unrestrained movements came to an abrupt halt, and he listened intently.

Feng Qing was also given a chance to catch her breath, and she lay trembling in Lin Feng's arms, panting heavily.

The place Feng Qing brought Lin Feng to was very remote.

According to Feng Qing, almost no one comes here, which allows the trees she carves to grow smoothly.

Why did someone have to come tonight of all times?

Lin Feng was annoyed that his good time had been interrupted, and then he heard the voices of two monks.

"Hurry up! Don't dawdle!"

The voice was rough and carried a hint of urgency.

"What the hell? Why so early tonight? Usually it doesn't start for another half an hour!"

Another voice, higher-pitched and somewhat shrill, said, "You're asking me? Who should I ask? That's what they ordered, how could we dare to disobey?"

The gruff voice rang out again: "After finishing my errands, I still have to get busy preparing for tomorrow's Ten Thousand Buddhas Festival. What a chore! What a chore!"

The shrill voice laced with sourness: "We're all monks, yet some of us enjoy life every day while we toil and struggle. When will this ever end!"

Lin Feng peered out through the gaps in the trees.

Just then, two monks, one fat and one thin, walked by.

The one with the gruff voice was the fat monk.

He chuckled maliciously, "Heh heh! Want to enjoy yourself every day? Let's talk about that when we become the heads of the Thousand Buddha Temple."

As they walked further and further away, Feng Qing had already tidied her disheveled clothes.

She nestled in Lin Feng's arms and whispered, "Lin Feng, it's getting late, let's go back quickly!"

Her intimacy with Raymond Lam tonight was truly outrageous and shameful.

The fact that the two were so affectionate before they were even engaged made Feng Qing very shy.

"Don't rush!"

Lin Feng pointed to the departing figures of the two monks and said, "What those two said was strange; we might as well investigate."

Feng Qing shook her head like a rattle drum.

"No, no, we can't cause trouble in Qianfo Temple. What if we disturb the monks' meditation?"

Feng Qing failed to grasp the underlying meaning in their conversation, or perhaps Feng Qing's "filter" for Qianfo Temple was too strong.

I have never felt that there was anything wrong with the things in Qianfo Temple, nor do I think that the monks of Qianfo Temple also have emotions and desires.

"Let's go quietly, we won't disturb them!"

After saying that, Lin Feng grabbed Feng Qing and followed without further ado.

Both of them were skilled martial artists, and they followed the fat and thin monks silently all the way.

About fifteen minutes later, the fat and thin monks stopped behind a wall.

The two carefully parted the grass and flowers in front of the wall.

By the faint moonlight, Lin Feng discovered that there was a hole in the wall large enough for one person to pass through.

"Strange, why are the monks at Thousand Buddha Temple acting so furtively?"

Lin Feng lowered his voice and asked, "Qing'er, what is this place?"

Lin Feng was so confused by Feng Qing's directions that he couldn't tell where he was.

Feng Qing stood on tiptoe, trying hard to see the buildings inside the wall.

After reading it, a look of surprise flashed in Feng Qing's eyes.

"This place seems to be behind the Hall of Fertility, which enshrines the Buddha of Fertility."

"I...I remember the lanterns hanging on the eaves of the Hall of Fertility, look."

Feng Qing pointed to the warm yellow lanterns on the eaves of a building not far inside the wall.

"interesting!"

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I remember that noblewomen from Ruzhou who come seeking children stay overnight in the Hall of Fertility, is that right?"

"yes!"

Feng Qing nodded and said, "As long as it's an auspicious day, staying overnight in the temple will ensure that the Buddha of Fertility blesses the worshipper with a child. It's very effective..."

Feng Qing's words came to an abrupt end.

Her beautiful eyes widened in shock as she looked in the direction the fat and thin monks had gone: "Could it be that those two are the 'Buddha Who Grants Children'?"