Updated: 2013-04-04

"But even then, you can't let Tang Jun take risks? In case ......" Junko Kasahara bit her lip, knowing that her next words would be disrespectful to Minamoto Yoshiro, a famous illusionist in the Japanese thaumaturgical world today, she still mustered up the courage to say it.

"In case you miss Yuanyi's predecessor, and Tang Jun is in danger, won't Junzi become ungrateful?"

"Junko, what nonsense are you talking about?" Noyama Asaji's face was slightly gloomy, and he scolded her, and turned his head to apologize to Minamoto Yashiro. "I'm sorry, Master Genyi, please forgive Junko's recklessness."

"Hehe, it's okay, it's okay." Minamoto Yoshiro is dual-minded. His hands didn't stop, while maintaining the control of the illusion. While smiling at Junko Kasahara, who was sitting across from him, "Junko girl likes him?" ”

Minamoto Yoshiro has a friendship with Chikusa Temple, and knows that in Japan, not only Chikusa Temple, but also disciples who practice under the other three major Buddhist monasteries with his name do not necessarily have to be ordained monks, cut off red dust, abide by the rules and precepts, and believe in Buddhist teachings. In addition to the disciples who have formally accepted the ordination of the ordination, other disciples who enter the monastery to practice can uphold the precepts or not, and they can be contaminated with wine, meat, meat, and mundane things in their daily lives, and they can also abstain from feelings between men and women. It is very open to the sexual aspect, similar to the Great Joy Zen of Tibetan Buddhism. So it's normal for him to say this to Junko Kasawara. At most, the elders joke and ridicule the juniors. It's not a loss of morality, it's old and disrespectful. It's not even a teasing of the disciples of Chigusa Temple, especially a female disciple like Junko Kasawara.

"No, Junko just doesn't want to be that ungrateful villain." Junko Kasawara's eyes were pure, and she shook her head in denial with a sincere expression.

"Hehe, it's a good thing to be grateful...... Hey? Before he finished speaking, he saw that Minamoto Yoshiro's body shook suddenly, and at the same time straightened his waist suddenly, he stopped the movements of his hands, and lifted the two hot palms to his eyes in an instant, and after glancing at the palms, his expression suddenly changed, and his eyes that were deep in his sockets opened wide, and the white and black eyes burst out with wisps of strange light that had never been seen before, surprise, surprise, shock, stunned, stunned, stunned, disbelief and many other facial expressions were mixed together to present the moment, which can be described as wonderful. The sallow skin was covered with a strange red glow. Maintaining a stiff movement for more than ten seconds, he slowly put down his two hands that were slightly trembling as if he was deflated, and his mouth emitted some strange emphasis, and he muttered a little distractedly.

Noyama Asaji and Kasawara Junko looked at each other in bewilderment, and then looked at the illusion master who suddenly lost his temper strangely.

"Senior Yuanyi, what's wrong? What happened? Isn't it Tang Jun he, he? Minamoto Yoshiro's gaffe made Junko Kasawara immediately think of Tang Ning, and then his two little hands clenched tightly and asked nervously.

It took a long time for Minamoto Yoshiro to come back to his senses, looked at Noyama Asaji with a puzzled expression, and finally his eyes fell on Junko Kasahara who had anxious eyes, looking at her snow-white and pink, flawless face, he shook his head with a wry smile and didn't say anything, and after a while, he sighed: "Junko girl, if you really like him, just hold on to him, don't care about the age gap......"

Just now, she could shake her head calmly and deny it, but this time Junko Kasahara blushed, she didn't deny that she had a hazy and indescribable good impression of the boy who saved her life, but she couldn't reach the kind of Cheng dù she liked, besides, the other party was too young, and she was three or four years younger. As an object to talk about this kind of thing, it is clearly inappropriate. But she has to admit that there is really a moment of heartbeat, and the heart lake ripples, and it is no longer calm. The slightly lowered her hot face, and she stirred her fingers in embarrassment, but this situation didn't last long, and the worry about Tang Ning temporarily suppressed the shyness in her heart. With a seductive flush on his cheeks, he asked urgently: "Senior Yuanyi, what happened, you hurry up and tell us?" ”

Noyama Asa also echoed in a deep voice: "Master Yuanyi, what happened? Worthy of the master, you are so gaffe? ”

Minamoto Yoshiro looked at the two of them and shook his head again and sighed bitterly: "That Chinese kid ...... He...... Alas, see for yourself! ”

As he spoke, he released his fist and spread his palms at the two.

Two words are clearly printed on the palms of both hands. The color is bright red, such as blood.

"Ahh

"What is this?"

Exclaimed in unison, Junko Kasawara's beautiful eyes widened, her hands covered her small mouth, and her expression was dull. Although Noyama Asaji doesn't understand the mysteries of thaumaturgy, he has practiced martial arts to the point where he is familiar with the rivers and lakes, understands the rivers and lakes, and has more or less contact with some things that are difficult for ordinary people to understand. But it's the first time I've seen such a strange thing today. is no longer calm, nor calm, and the majesty of the chief teacher is of course gone at this moment. Can't wait, like a child, he grabbed the palm of Genyoshiro Yashiro, groped for the two handwriting that seemed to be written in blood, but seeped under the skin, and stammered to ask Junko Kasawara, the only one present who knew Chinese.

"Junko, what are these two words written on? What do you mean? It took several questions in a row for Junko Kasawara to react.

"Huh? Oh, this is, this is ......" After the shock, Junko Kasawara took a deep breath with a look of crying and laughing on her face, and as soon as her mouth opened, she suddenly burst into a smile, and when Junko Kasawara smiled, it was very distinctive, and her beautiful eyebrows, which were already similar to willow leaves, were even more curved. The eyelashes trembled, the eyes were like crescents, the eyebrows were smiling, the eyes were smiling, the whole white and flawless, the delicate melon seed face that could be broken by blowing was smiling, lovely, soft, charming, like a flower, the delicate and bright light was shining in a flash, but the two old people who were present had experienced a lot, had seen enough, and had already passed the amazing psychological age, besides, now they can't care about appreciating this rare beauty in front of them, they are both concerned about what the two/Chinese characters are written.

Noyama Asaji blamed: "Junko, don't laugh, what do these two words mean?" Tell Uncle Noyama about it. ”

Junko Kasawara stopped laughing, but the smile in her eyes curved like a crescent moon couldn't be hidden. There are also seven more points of happiness and three points of complacency.

Pointing to the word in the left palm of Minamoto Yoshiro's left hand, he said in a crisp voice: "This is the word 'stupid'." ”

"Wait, what do you say about that?"

Glanced at Minamoto Yoshiro with a blank expression, and explained it to Noyama Asaji again, and this time he heard it clearly. Ahh Glaring at Noyama, he withdrew his left hand angrily, stretched out his right palm in front of Junko Kasahara, and asked in an unkind tone, "What about this word?" ”

Junko Kasawara blinked her pretty eyes, and Hui Yu said obediently: "Didn't the seniors guess it in their hearts?" I don't think Junko needs to talk more, right? Hehe......"

"That damn little bastard. Hum. ”

Before the words fell, the door was suddenly kicked open roughly, and a figure flashed at the same time. The tone is even more unkind.

"You old bastard, you are not ashamed, you are plotting against my junior, don't you feel ashamed?" The person who came was Tang Ning. said in a disdainful tone: "Little illusion, dare to use it to offer treasures?" Hum. ”

Minamoto Yoshiro didn't understand Chinese, so he couldn't understand what Tang Ning was saying, but from his disdainful tone and expression, he could feel that what this kid said was definitely not a good thing. But it is a fact that the illusion was broken, and it was put on a show by others, especially, in front of old friends and juniors, this face is a bit embarrassing today. Snorted coldly, stood up, flicked his sleeves and left. At the same time, he gave Noyama a look. The latter understood and nodded imperceptibly. The eye contact between the two old men was very vague, and neither Tangning nor Junko Kasahara noticed it.