With the great god of Yuansu and the small god of Bodhizi, the so-called "great ritual" took less than a cup of tea. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Afterwards, except for the ancient stone gate engraved with the words "Qiuyun Town", there was no trace of people and ghosts in the whole land, if it weren't for the fact that a camellia on the hillside was still in full bloom very stubbornly, Yang Muqing almost suspected that all this was just his own dream.

The person who contributed more to the Dharma was undoubtedly Yuan Su, but when the Dharma was completed, his coolness and lack of sweat contrasted sharply with Bodhizi's panting, and the disparity in strength between the two was self-evident.

After the ritual was completed, Bodhi Zi still refused to stop, fluttering around to catch the vulture, the scene was not suitable for minors under the age of 18 to watch, until he collected a bag of vulture blood, he was satisfied to lie down on the grass, spread out into a freehand "big" character.

Yang Muqing, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, kicked Bodhi Zi lightly.

"Do you say or do you say?"

The opportunity to send it to the door, don't do it in vain, Yuan Su came, and the door of Yuan Ming Villa was opened, and at this time, it didn't look like the style of Bodhi.

Bodhi closed his eyes and turned his head sideways, looking like he wanted to plug his ears on.

Yang Muqing sighed helplessly and threw out the request faintly.

"Brother Yuansu, can we go to your place and disturb you?"

The corners of Yuan Su's narrow eyes swept over Bodhizi, who pretended not to hear anything, and he agreed to this request calmly.

"Okay."

The word "good" is said to Bodhizi, and the meaning is very obvious, at least who accepted his love does not need to be said.

Just at this time, Bodhizi half-squinted his eyes and "spying on the enemy", and collided with Yuan Su's informative eyes, and suddenly couldn't hold his breath, and jumped up to do nothing.

"You don't even ask why?"

"If you ask for it, you will naturally speak."

Yuan Su showed a very faint smile, and was instantly covered by a cold expression, like a warm wind suddenly blowing on the ice field, and disappeared before he could feel the warmth, so people wondered if it really existed, or if it was a kind of expectation and hallucination of his own.

Bodhi Zi was choked and couldn't cry or laugh, so he simply lay down and continued to pretend to be dead, humming and chirping by the way.

"Little Qingzi, my feet are soft......"

"Thank you, Brother Yuansu."

Yang Muqing has always been more eye-catching, and he didn't give Bodhi Zi a chance to make a mess, so he took the "tired" Bodhi Zi as a sack and put it on his body, following Yuan Su's deliberate slowdown.

The road to Yuanming Villa is no easier than entering the Camellia Realm, and if you are not careful, you will enter the maze.

There is a kind of person who is probably born with a tendency to be looked down upon, such as Bodhizi.

"You don't have feet yourself?"

After walking for a while, Yuan Su felt that the Bodhi soft snake lying on Yang Muqing's back was very unsightly, so he stopped indifferently and looked over lightly, the eyes were not sharp, but they were majestic expressions, just like a mother accusing a ten-year-old child of why he peed his pants, even if he was as cheeky as a Bodhi, he was stabbed on his cheeks with a burst of redness.

But blushing is red, it doesn't mean that you have to take action, it's hard to get a cheap time, how comfortable it is to be carried, why bother to drive 11 roads by yourself.

"If you don't go well, I'll carry you, how about it?"

Yuan Su saw that he was deaf, and he threw out a sentence again.

At certain times, for certain people, the more gentle and bland words are, the easier it is to make people's scalp tingle.

In less than half a second, Yang Muqing felt that his back was empty, and Bodhizi rushed out like an arrow off the string, leaving the two behind.

He wants to prove by his actions how light he is like a swallow, like a swift wind, and like lightning, and does not need anyone's help.

Yang Muqing frowned, Bodhizi's degree of obsession was almost unmatched, even Murong Cao could hardly match it, even if Yuan Su didn't give him a stumbling block, he could let himself get lost a hundred and eighty times before arriving at Yuan Ming Villa.

Because his concern was too palpable, Yuan Su duly expressed his surprise.

"He doesn't know the way?"

Since Bodhi Zi had broken into Yuan Ming Villa not ten times but also eight or nine times, Yuan Su subconsciously thought that he at least knew the way.

"He told me that every time he stumbled into it by mistake, the longest time he was trapped for seven days."

Yang Muqing is really ashamed to mention the glorious lost history of his disgraced master.

"Xiaoyu, come out."

Yuan Su patted the jade fox who was sleeping in his pocket.

The little head of the jade fox was stunned, and it poked its head out of its pocket, and its beautiful eyes were covered with a layer of mist, which looked extremely cute.

"Go and show the way to Bodhi."

Jade Fox Xiaoyu is naturally very reluctant to lead the way for the guy who looks beautiful but has bad water in his belly, but the master's order has been given, although its little brain melon seeds are bright, but they don't know how to refuse for a while, so they have to "squeak" and chase after the breath left by Bodhizi.

"You're not afraid that he will kidnap your jade fox?"

Yang Muqing knows nothing more about his master's character, and he will definitely find ways to put the good things he sends to his door.

"I put a spell on Xiaoyu."

When Bodhi Zi was not there, the aura exuded by Yuan Su's body was more peaceful, and the coldness that rejected people thousands of miles away was also much better, like the lightness and sparseness after the makeup removal of the play, and there was no longer a thick and heavy cover.

"What spell?"

Yang Muqing secretly pinched a handful of sweat for Bodhizi, and the spell that Yuan Su personally placed was probably not something easy to deal with.

"A very simple 'confession', people other than me will have an allergic reaction as long as they touch it, as for what kind of allergic reaction there is, it varies depending on each person's physique, it may be sneezing, it may be itching, it may be laughing, it may be tears......"

Yuan Su Wanli's frozen face added a hint of cunning to the gap, although it did not match his overall temperament, it looked particularly vivid, like a sculpture coming to life after the finishing touch.

“……”

In this regard, Yang Muqing can only give Bodhi Zi four big words: ask for more blessings.