The atmosphere suddenly froze, and the temperature around him seemed to drop a lot in an instant.

The smile on Jun Tang's face froze at the corner of his lips suddenly, and he couldn't believe his ears, of course, he didn't dare to look at his master's face at the moment.

This evil spirit is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, and he doesn't know who this fox is, so he dares to beat her idea?

Although the master has always been calm and indifferent, when it comes to the little fox, he will never show mercy to people.

"Juntang, take it back."

Jun Tang was thinking about what his master would do with this evil spirit, which he didn't know whether to live or die, when he heard this voice ringing in his ears.

He suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the indifferent man with some surprise.

I saw the man's eyes slightly curtailed, and his voice was cold and magnetic, which was extremely melodious: "This evil spirit is still shallow in cultivation, and has not committed too many crimes, bring it back to educate him, and help him abandon evil and follow good." ”

After that, he took Ye Leng'er and left first.

The evil spirit who was still stuck there and didn't come back to his senses was left, and there was Jun Tang with a meaningful smile on his face.

Educate them......

He's good at this.

It is much more painful to let an evil spirit that has been stained with blood abandon evil and turn from good than to kill him.

Well, let's start by copying the Prajna Sutra 100 times a day.

The master's bloodless torture is really clever.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at it sympathetically, and the evil spirit, who didn't know what kind of cruel torture he was going to suffer, shook his head with a look of regret.

Hey, this guy can only think that he is unlucky, when he encounters such a fox who will take revenge and revenge, and there is a god who protects his shortcomings and is unreasonable.

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It snowed heavily for three days and three nights.

After the snow stopped, many animals froze to death by the snow appeared on the roadside, and even in some civilian areas, many people froze to death because there was not enough charcoal fire to keep warm.

Although the southern blazing country is located in a cold place, people who have been accustomed to this climate since childhood are also more cold-tolerant than ordinary people, and there has never been an incident of freezing to death.

This kind of abnormal situation, if it is either a natural disaster that occurs under a natural phenomenon, or something has appeared, so it arouses the wrath of the heavens.

For a while, the people were panicked, and in the court, Emperor Nan Chi also put pressure on the people below, asking them to find out the whole story as soon as possible, otherwise, the people's hearts were unstable, and he naturally couldn't sit back and relax.

These days, the people are trembling, the ministers and officials are also being complained by the emperor's low pressure all day long, and some even think of asking a respected master to perform a ritual to drive away the bad luck caused by this disaster.

Regardless of what happened outside at this time, the inside of Fengyue Building was still lively, overcrowded every day, and the bowl and basin of money were full, and it seemed that it was completely unaffected by natural disasters.

In the room, there was a man sitting in front of the desk, holding a pen in his hand, and he was sweating profusely as soon as the heavy snow stopped in the cold winter, and he was concentrating on writing on the paper.

He finally filled the whole paper with words, his face was happy, and he was about to speak, but the next moment, as if he had seen a ghost, he widened a pair of black pupils without the whites of his eyes.

"How so?!"

The paper that was originally densely filled with words disappeared in an instant, and the paper was as clean as ever, without a trace of writing.

It took him an hour to write!

Actually...... That's it?!!

He didn't believe in evil, and wrote a few words on it with a pen, but this time, the handwriting disappeared faster, and almost when he finished writing the first word and began to write the next word, the first word was gone.

"You're kidding me? There must be something wrong with this pen and paper! The man threw the pen angrily and glared fiercely at the red-clothed man who had been supervising him opposite.

"Oh, really?" Jun Tang raised his eyebrows, turned his eyes to the blank and innocent Ice Lotus and said, "Little Flower Demon, you go and write a few words for him." ”

In order to prevent her from waking up too grief-stricken and unable to come out of her hatred, Ye Leng'er listened to Jun Yan's advice and asked Jun Tang to erase her memory.

Therefore, for this man who suddenly appeared, although Binglian felt a little strange, she was very well-behaved and didn't ask anything, and when she saw that Lord Flower Demon asked that person to copy the book, she watched quietly from the side.

was suddenly named, she was still a little confused, and stretched out her finger and pointed at herself: "Me? ”

Jun Tang smiled and nodded: "Didn't he suspect that the pen and paper were passive?" You go and write him a few words to prove it. ”

Binglian blinked innocently: "But, I can't write." ”

She had not long taken on human form, and at most she knew some human habits, but she had not yet had time to learn the superb skill of writing.

The noble and cold face of the royal sister is matched with a silly and sweet personality, not only does it not make people feel any contrast and cuteness, Juntang said, it is really stupid to cry.

The slender white hand stroked his forehead a little helplessly, and said, "Then there will always be a painting, right?" You're ready to draw a flower. ”

As a flower, if you can't even draw flowers, it would be too much. Hot e-books

Unexpectedly, Binglian touched her head a little embarrassed, and said innocently: "This, I can't draw either." ”

The perennial smirk on Jun Tang's face stiffened on his lips: "......"

"Still, I can draw birds!" Binglian's tone was suddenly proud.

Then, under Jun Tang's expressionless gaze and the death gaze of the man in front of the table.

Binglian went around to the back, happily picked up the wolf's hair, left and right, sketched and drawn, and soon stopped moving, happily looked at Jun Tang and shouted: "Adult, look, I have finished drawing!" ”

Jun Tang straightened up and walked over to look, and then, the corners of his lips couldn't help twitching twice.

On the white paper, there are three lines on a huge circle, which can be regarded as a head.

Underneath the circle was an ellipse only one-third of it, with four oddly shaped claws, the one behind which I couldn't tell what they were...... I'm afraid it's not wings, right?

Juntang felt that it was not easy for him to appreciate such a painting that went straight to the depths of his soul.

After being silent for a long time, he glanced at Binglian, who seemed to be waiting for praise with a look of anticipation, and couldn't bear to hit her self-confidence, so he hesitated and said euphemistically: "It's ...... Yes, but in the future, it's better for you to draw less, and it may not be suitable for you to hold a pen. ”

Binglian nodded as if she didn't understand, but she was still very happy to be praised by the flower demon, and she smiled like a little fool who had picked up money.

Juntang: "......"

He just erased a bad memory of this child, and didn't eliminate her IQ along with her, right? Why does she look like a girl who doesn't look very smart......

Could it be that his methods have regressed?

Jun Tang waved his hand and let Binglian go out to play by herself, and then looked at the man with a shocked jaw drop, he was staring at the giant ugly bird on the paper for a long time without closing his mouth.

"Believe it this time, it's okay with pen and paper, it's your own problem." Jun Tang said.

The Prajna Heart Sutra is not long, there are only eight sentences in total, eight words in a line, and it can be copied very easily a hundred times.

At first, the man felt that there was no difficulty at all in what punishment this was called, but now, seeing that all the hundred times of the Prajna Pure Heart Sutra that he had copied disappeared on the paper, he knew where the difficulty was.

No matter how fast he was, he couldn't leave a handwriting on paper, which was really hard for him.

Jun Tang looked at his gloomy and depressed look, and kindly explained: "The Prajna Pure Heart Sutra is naturally very easy for ordinary people to copy, but just like its name, if you can't achieve absolute purity of the six roots, and your heart is like stopping water, you can't write it down."

And for those whose hands are stained with blood and have already committed sins, the Prajna Pure Heart Sutra also has an additional punitive power, if you can't leave a trace on the paper in the daily copying, and you can't complete the task of the day, it will wash your soul over and over again, day after day, until your soul is completely clean and your sins are completely removed. ”

As Jun Tang finished speaking, the look on the man's face could no longer be described as frightened, as if he had faintly wanted to run away, he trembled his lips, and said word by word: "This, so, the perverted scripture, is, who created it?" ”

At this moment, he felt the urge to kill.

Jun Tang smiled harmlessly and replied: "This is a fun thing that the master researched when he was idle. ”

“……”

It's fun for you sister!

"Oh, I forgot to remind you, you have two hours left today, and if you can't finish copying the Prajna Sutra a hundred times by sunset, you may suffer a bit."

Jun Tang finished speaking with a smile, ignored the man's thunderous jump, pushed the door and went out.

These perverts!!

Why is he so unlucky?

If he knew that he would suffer all this, he might as well have been beaten to death by that crazy woman in the first place!

It's just that it's useless to think more, and you still have to write the words that need to be written!

The man endured his anger and grievances, and continued to write bitterly.

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Here, Ye Leng'er nested on the soft collapse in Jun Yan's room.

Jun Yan sat on the side, his back was straight, his eyelashes drooped slightly, his beautiful side face was coveted, he held a book in his hand and looked at it quietly, just without saying a word, it was also a very beautiful picture, a gentleman, gentle as a bath.

Ye Leng'er stared at him stupidly for a while, and then began to be restless, moving his hands and feet to his side, his little hands around his waist, and his head resting on the man's legs.

Jun Yan's body was stunned, and his big hand stroked the girl's hairy head: "What's the matter, are you bored?" ”

He likes to be quiet and has a dull temperament, while the little fox is a lively personality who likes to run around and go out to play, and sometimes he is afraid that he will be too restrained by her, so he will often take her out.

Thinking of this, Jun Yan put down the book in his hand: "Do you want to go out for a walk?" ”

The girl shook her head gently, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed, with a hint of satisfaction and coquettishness: "I like to accompany Brother Shenjun like this." ”

When her heart is full of him, it seems to be particularly moving.

Jun Yan's eyes darkened, and he leaned down.