The young monk woke up quietly. His long eyelashes quivered slightly, and his dark pupils looked around. As far as his eyes could see, there was a simple and elegant room, and the thick brocade quilt covered him, which was soft and warm.

"Little bald donkey, are you hungry?"

The young monk was stunned, and turned his face to see Bai Luo sitting at the table opposite him, looking at him lazily.

The young monk suddenly noticed something unusual. The young monk sat up in shock, wrapped himself tightly in the futon, and a thin layer of red appeared on his face.

The young monk looked at Bai Luo vigilantly: "You ......"

Bai Luo glanced at the young monk: "What's the matter, I don't know each other?"

The young monk pursed his lips and asked, "Where are my clothes?"

"You were sweating all night and your clothes were all wet. Lu Yubao took it and washed it. Bai Luo raised his chin and pointed to a set of clothes on the bed: "You can wear that set later." I don't have monk's clothes, and you'll be done. ”

Young Monk: "Oh. ”

The young monk thought for a moment and said, "Thank you." ”

Bai Luo looked at the young monk with his hand and asked, "What's your name?"

"Zong Ye. ”

Bai Luo raised his eyebrows: "Zongye, do you have a brother named Zongzi?"

The young monk pursed his lips and ignored Bai Luo.

When Bai Luo saw Zong Ye's silent appearance, he suddenly lost interest in teasing him. Bai Luo looked at Zong Ye and secretly put a label on Zong Ye: a stuffy gourd that can't beat a fart with three sticks.

Bai Luo pursed his lips boredly: "Lu Yubao will bring you something to eat later." Get dressed and come out after eating. ”

Zong Ye watched Bai Luo go out of the room, and his back, which had been tense, relaxed. Zong Ye stared at the clothes placed on the bed in distraction.

What was he thinking? I actually thought that Bai Luo would despise himself?

It was Bai Luo who carried himself back yesterday, right? Zong Ye put his slender fingers on the tip of his nose. There was still a hint of fragrance on his fingers.

He suddenly remembered that a pair of jade-white hands in the darkness had held his dirty fingers in the cracks of the bricks. The delicate touch seemed to be still at Zong Ye's fingertips.

Zong Ye clenched his hands lightly and hid his hands. He sat down cross-legged, folded his hands, and recited the sutra for a while, until his heartbeat returned to normal, and then slowly stood up and put on the clothes that Bai Luo had prepared for her.

The clothes that Bai Luo prepared for her were a black power suit, with a placket collar, silk texture, and narrow sleeves embroidered with gluttonous dark lines. Some of the cold clothes were silky against him, and it was the first time in his life that he had worn such fine clothes.

As soon as he got dressed, Lu Yubao came in from outside with a food box.

Lu Yubao was stunned when he saw Zong Ye. Although Zong Ye is only fifteen years old, he is still a teenager who has not fully grown up, but his facial features and figure are already handsome.

Lu Yubao thought to himself, no wonder Bai Luo wanted to pick up this little monk back, and said that he didn't have a crooked mind!

Lu Yubao put the food box on the table, and put a bowl of white porridge, a plate of side dishes, and a cornmeal bun in the food box. Lu Yubao said gently: "Little Master, I just gave you the number and found that you haven't eaten for several days. Don't eat too much at once, eat this first, and I'll bring you some later. ”

Zong Ye's long eyelashes flickered: "Thank you." ”

Lu Yubao handed the chopsticks to Zong Ye: "I heard Bai Ranxi say that there is no one in your temple anymore, so you might as well stay with us." ”

The sudden kindness made Zong Ye seem to be burned. Zong Ye bowed his head and said, "No." ”

He has destroyed the Little Wuxiang Temple. How can such a good place be ruined again?

Lu Yubao was not reluctant, and said gently: "If you don't eat enough, I'll give you another bowl of porridge, but you can't eat more corn buns at a time." It will take a while to eat again. ”

Zong Ye looked up at Lu Yubao and asked, "Her name is Bai Ranxi?"

"Her name is Bai Luo, and her words are burning rhino. You can call her the White Girl. ”

Zong Yefu lowered his head again, put a piece of green vegetables in his mouth, and never spoke again.

Bai Luo sat in the Fengqing Pavilion and held the fiery red Vermilion Bird Feather in his hand.

Fifty years.

This time is not long, but it is not short.

Since the Battle of Tianyuan, the time sequence has been in turmoil, and there is only one layer of enchantment left between the heavenly realm and the human realm at the foot of Kunlun Mountain. The timing of the Three Realms of Heaven, Man and Demon is also out of order.

Originally, there was one day in heaven and ten years on the earth, but now the time sequence is chaotic, and the time in heaven and on earth is the same.

This has no effect on mortals, but it has a big impact on the Protoss. Except for those gods who coexist with Pangu since the beginning of the world, they can live with heaven and earth, and the rest of the gods have a lifespan. With 500 years old as the boundary, the descendants of the gods will begin to age when they are 500 years old, and living to 1,000 years old is considered a high lifespan.

If it was before, the lifespan of a descendant of God should be 1.8 million years old according to the time of the earth. Now it's a real 500-year-old.

Therefore, fifty years is one-tenth of the lifespan of a godborn, and it is not too short.

But Suzaku is the Lingguang Divine Monarch, and like Bai Luo, they are both gods who live in symbiosis with Pangu. After the battle of Tian Yuan, there were only eleven gods left in the column of the four gods and the Big Dipper. So fifty years is not a long time for Suzaku.

It's just a good person, who has disappeared for fifty years without any news, and even God is very strange.

Bai Luo muttered, "Is it here?"

Zong Ye walked out of the house, just in time to see Bai Luo holding the Vermilion Bird Feather in his hand, and was immediately shocked: "No!"

Zong Ye stretched out his hand to snatch the Vermilion Bird Feather in Bai Luo's hand. Bai Luo sat on the stone chair and didn't move, and with a wave of his hand holding the Vermilion Bird Feather, he used only one finger to push Zong Ye's outstretched hand away.

Bai Luo's eyes are round, the tails of her eyes are slightly upturned, and when she looks at people with slanted eyes, she always makes people feel that her blue pupils contain the light rain of apricot blossoms in March.

Bai Luo saw that Zong Ye was pushed away by himself, and he looked slightly angry. She laughed and said, "Little bald donkey, are you afraid that I will be like that old thing, and I will also be evil?"

Zong Ye knew Bai Luo's ability, which was incomparable to the old man in Osu. But this Vermilion Bird Feather is an evil thing that attracts evil after all, and Zong Ye really doesn't want to forget to return to the dust garden to become a small Wuxiang Temple and become a Biluo Hall.

Bai Luo glanced at Zong Ye with interest: "Little bald donkey, if you can snatch it away from me, I will return this bird feather to you." ”

Zong Ye didn't say much, and directly stepped forward and pounced on Bai Luo. Bai Luo jumped away gently: "Little bald donkey, you just fight me like this, don't you need any spiritual power?"

Bai Luo avoided Zong Ye and grabbed Zong Ye's wrist as soon as he stretched out his hand, and gently took Zong Ye away, and Zong Ye rushed towards the stone table.

Zong Ye is a young man in the end, and he has some temperament when he is teased like this. He fell on the stone table and didn't care about the pain, got up and threw himself at Bai Luo again.

Bai Luo shook his head: "Tut-tut, you actually can't use any spiritual power, and you don't have any kung fu at all?" Bai has grown a red spirit bead. Bai Luo turned slightly, and the corners of his clothes brushed over the stone bench. Zong Ye tripped over the stone bench and almost fell.

The corners of Bai Luo's eyes raised, and he said with a smile: "Little bald donkey, I think you have good bones, why don't you worship me as a teacher?"

For some reason, when Zong Ye heard Bai Luo say this, his heart felt like he had been scratched by a cat with his paws, which was very uncomfortable, and he said with a heavy face: "No." ”

"Huh. The little bald donkey is quite stubborn. Bai Luo smiled lightly and threw the tea bowl on the stone table towards Zong Ye.

If others faced the tea bowl that fell in front of them, they would definitely dodge it directly or directly flick their sleeves and drop it to the ground, but Zong Ye was used to living a hard life, so he subconsciously reached out to catch it, for fear that the tea bowl would break, he couldn't care about his feet for a while, and almost fell down holding the tea bowl with both hands.

Bai Luo's fingers were raised, and a gust of wind held Zong Ye steadily.

Suddenly, Bai Luo smiled slyly and withdrew the strength in his hand again. Zong Ye "plopped" and knelt down steadily towards Bai Luo, holding the tea bowl with both hands.

Bai Luo stepped forward and took a sip of tea from Zong Ye's hand.

Zong Ye raised his head and glared at Bai Luo, a thin layer of red appeared on his face.

Bai Luo's blue eyes looked at Zong Ye with a smile: "After drinking all the tea, you will be the disciple of the deity in the future." ”

Zong Ye stood up suddenly, his face was red, his phoenix eyes were full of anger, he put the tea bowl in his hand on the stone table casually and turned around and ran out of Fengqing Pavilion.

Bai Luo laughed happily, it was really much more fun to play tricks on this little bald donkey than to play tricks on Lu Yubao. Lu Yubao is too verbose, always rambling.

Not long after Zong Ye ran out of Fengqing Pavilion, he turned back again.

Bai Luo looked at Zong Ye in surprise. Zong Ye pursed his lips, and the anger he had just generated from being teased by Bai Luo had been subdued. Zong Ye said calmly: "Poor monk, thank you for the help of Miss Bai. ”

still calls himself a poor monk, but he doesn't mean to recognize Bai Luo, the master.

Bai Luo half-lowered his eyes, looking at the Chengbi Lake outside the Fengqing Pavilion and waiting for him to say the next sentence.

"White girl, Zong Ye has taken his leave. ”

Bai Luo turned his head, and looked at Zong Ye with blue pupils: "Where can you go?"

Zong Ye was silent. In fact, he didn't know where he could go. It's just that I vaguely feel that I shouldn't stay by Bai Luo's side, and I am not qualified to stay by Bai Luo's side.

Bai Luo smiled faintly: "If you want to go, you can go, but no matter where you go, you always have to be a little entangled, I will ask Lu Yubao to bring you some later." ”

It turned out that Bai Luo didn't want to keep him. A trace of inexplicable emotion crossed Zong Ye's heart. He lowered his thick black eyelashes and hid all his emotions: "Thank you, White Girl." ”

Zong Ye turned around, suddenly paused again, turned back to Bai Luo and said, "That Vermilion Bird Feather will attract evil spirits." ”

Bai Luo smiled nonchalantly: "The evil that can hurt the deity has not yet been born." What's more, the deity and the owner of this Vermilion Bird Feather are also old acquaintances. ”

Zong Ye nodded, and then slowly walked out of the Fengqing Pavilion.

Bai Luo didn't go to see him, and let him go by himself. Zong Ye is leaving, and Lu Yubao will naturally prepare for him. She didn't have to worry about these things.

Besides, she had other things to worry about.

Why do Vermilion Bird Feathers appear in the world?