"Bell-bell-bell-" The bell rang on the bell and drum tower.

It is recorded in the ancient scriptures that ringing the bell in the morning is to wake up the world to awaken the world from the long night of ignorance; Ringing the bell at dusk is to wake up the darkness and confusion of the world.

The bells of the West Mountain rang one hundred and eight times in the morning and evening. In the morning, the bell is struck first and then the drum is beaten, and when the morning light illuminates the bell tower, the bell rings melodiously, and the drum thunders after the bell; The bell is fast and then slow, fast eighteen times, slow eighteen times, repeated three times for a total of one hundred and eight times.

At night, the opposite is to beat the drum and then the bell, and the bell is slow and then fast.

The monks rose at the sound of the bell and rested at the sound of the bell. When is it time to eat or meditate, as long as they hear the bell, they will understand.

After washing the floating leaves, he looked at the bronze mirror. Although he is not a handsome guy, at least he has good facial features and clear eyebrows. It's just that he was hollowed out by disease at a young age, and there is no blood on his face.

As one of the few fifty-six preachers on the West Mountain, the breakfast of the floating leaves is brought to the dormitory by a special handyman. According to the diary of his predecessor, the monks had always had good food.

After the bell rang one hundred and eight times, it stands to reason that the monks should have finished their breakfast, but the breakfast of the floating leaves has not yet been delivered.

His hungry stomach growled. I had no choice but to put on his thick black robe, put on a golden mask, and walked out of the room and walked towards the cafeteria.

At this time, it was already morning class time, and there were brothers and sisters who hurried to the chanting hall one after another. Most of his fellow preachers were cold to him. And the ascetics themselves are very cold to everyone.

Walking on the bluestone path in the cold wind, the heart of the floating leaves is cool and cool.

"Have you eaten, you?" Not far ahead, a monk walked up to him, greeting him with a smile on his face.

The sudden kindness made the floating leaves feel very stunned.

"Uh-huh!" He was hesitant and hadn't figured out how to answer. Because he really couldn't remember who the person who was coming up to him was.

"I've eaten, let's go, I'm going to be late for morning class!" Behind him, another hurried man, passed by him. Then he walked with the senior brother in front of the floating leaves, and they walked quickly to the chanting hall side by side.

It turns out that the people before weren't greeting the floating leaves at all.

"Why is that shemale a little abnormal today!" Ukishengha heard the preacher who had been mistaken for him say to his companion.

"It's okay, you don't have to pity him, he is the son of the Elephant Prince, and he will be the one who will inherit the prince in the future," his companion replied dismissively.

The voices of the two talking about him drifted apart.

Fushengye shook his head and sighed, sorrow came from it, and his position as the son of the world would soon be lost. At this time, the little white fox Ahri leaked a cute little head from under his black robe, looking at him innocently.

The little white fox has never eaten well since he followed him.

Fushengye stroked Ahri's head and said, "Let's go find something to eat." ”

In the cafeteria, hundreds of miscellaneous servants gathered, as well as some retinues of noble doormen, as well as some doormen from ordinary backgrounds. Those who have a lot of money also eat in their own independent residences.

As soon as there are many people, they will be divided into three, six, nine and so on, and there will be gossip news; There will be interest groups, and there will be mutual crushing; There will be some good people and some bad people; There will also be a leading big brother who is beautiful, and there will also be an unlucky little brother who is always angry.

"In the past, my master was known as: in the midst of thousands of flowers, not a single leaf touches his body." When Fushengye walked to the door of the cafeteria, he heard someone chanting poetry inside.

"Hahaha-" An insolent laugh rang out. Even if you don't hear it, you can feel that the identity of this laughing person is not ordinary.

To be able to laugh so unscrupulously and annoyingly in front of hundreds of people, and to silence hundreds of people here, and to pretend that he can't wait to listen to his teachings, must have the status of either rich or noble.

"Why do you say that shemale is always wrapped in a black robe and wears a mask to scare children?" The man who laughed loudly questioned the person who had previously recited the poem.

Floating leaves heard them talking about themselves, so they waited at the door and stopped.

He listened for a moment and had a general idea of what was going on in the cafeteria.

The clown in it who pretended to be a poet was the handyman who was supposed to bring breakfast to the floating leaves today. The handyman's name was Agu. According to the rules of the Moon Temple, the handyman who is responsible for taking care of the daily life of the preacher and the preacher have a master-servant relationship. In other words, this Agu should be the slave of the Floating Leaf.

And the man who let out the arrogant laugh was extraordinary. He was the youngest son of Ramosa, the Khan of Mangyuan Chijin, and the seventeenth prince of the painting.

This morning, when the little prince painted Yan, he suddenly stopped Agu, who was about to deliver food to the floating leaves. He publicly announced that Agu was no longer a slave of the Floating Leaf from now on, because the Floating Leaf had been deprived of his status as the son of the Elephant Clan.

Agu didn't have much respect for the floating leaves. Now in order to appease the seventeenth prince, it can be said that he has exhausted all his resources. Agu observed the words and knew that the seventeenth prince wanted to target the prince of Zhangxiong. So he shook out all the old things he knew about the prince of Zhangxiong, which made the entire cafeteria laugh.

Agu was foaming at the mouth, and Xingzi told some strange stories about his master.

As he listened, he learned many things he hadn't seen in that diary.

According to rumors, the mysterious Zhangxiong Shizi is an albino, he is a young man with white hair, and when he was seven years old, he was sent to the Moon Temple by the demon who regarded his family as his father.

There are other rumors on the Nishiyama that the male function of the Zobe Seko has degenerated to the point that it has become a small hole like a woman. Agu swears by everyone that he has seen with his own eyes that the Elephant Zobu Seko is squatting every time he pees. So he gave his master the nickname "Shemale".

The prince of the Shoobu never came into contact with anyone on the West Mountain. But he was also blessed by misfortune, he was the only person on the West Mountain who could enter the Five Divisions of the East Mountain. Because the nuns of Dongshan don't see him as a man at all.

In fact, most of the nuns in Dongshan also looked down on him. In private, they all called him a little green among the flowers. The nuns did not see him as a man when they were with him, but they did not see him exactly as a woman, and they avoided him about the many topics that women could only talk about in private.

This makes it very embarrassing for the prince of Shoobu to deal with people from the east and west peaks.

In general, the prince of Zhangxiong did not have a single friend in the West Mountain. Even his only mentor, Gen Derivation, was ashamed of him.

However, with his own little cleverness, the prince of Zhangxiong is relatively open among the nuns in Dongshan.

This point was also known to the floating leaves earlier. My predecessor was a man of some talent. He is slightly proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He also often has unique opinions on many difficult topics.

Because above the debate hall of the East Courtyard is a combination duel of twenty-four people against twenty-four people. The host is always the elder Gesang Yuzhen.

In the debate hall, there is often a situation where the number of people who support the pros and the ops are evenly divided. At this time, it is up to the host Gesang Yuzhen to make a decision. But Gesang Yuzhen is actually a bit indecisive, and she often can't come up with a convincing conclusion on some specious debates.

At this point, the debate will need to find an outsider to participate in the vote, whether to support the opposing or prostitial views. And the outsider has to say why he supports a certain party.

At this time, there was no one more like an outsider than the prince of Zhangxiong. At first, the debate hall pulled the prince of the Elephant Hung Division, and it was only because he encountered a topic that was debated for three days and was not concluded. In order to conclude the debate as soon as possible, Gesang Yuzhen's migraine recurred.

When the prince of Zhangxiong arrived at the debate hall, when he heard the debate, he talked eloquently as if he had changed the person, and once he even reversed the conclusion of the arguments of both sides, and directly gave what he thought was the best defense.

The problem is that his defence is always ingenious and satisfying to both sides. Even the host Gesang Yuzhen was very convinced of his defense. In this way, the prince of the Shoobu became a frequent visitor to the debate hall.

It often happens that before his work in Wenxuan Pavilion is finished, he is dragged by the little junior sister of Dongshan who came in a hurry to go to the debate hall to save the emergency.

Because the male disciples of the West Mountain are forbidden to land on the East Mountain, many people are envious, jealous, and hateful to the male son.

This is also an important reason why the Shozhung Seiko will be isolated in the West Mountain.

But who made them not eunuchs? The people on the West Mountain were balanced when they thought about it.

At this time, Fu Shengye felt that under the black robe, Ahri was mischievously fiddling with his second brother, as if questioning whether he had a small hole there.

He quickly pulled Ahri out of his crotch and placed it on his left arm, which was bent in front of his chest.

"I'm not a eunuch either! Today, let them see how wise and martial Lao Tzu is. "Floating leaves laugh at themselves.

In the face of Agu's sarcasm, Fushengye gritted his teeth early. In a fit of rage, he kicked open the door of the cafeteria and strode towards Agu.