A group of guards guarding in front of the Buddha hall were deliberately selected elite soldiers by the new king Luo Sumi, and their primary duty was to guard the Buddha.

It's called a guard, but it's actually a captivity. Beware of him fleeing or passing news to the monks outside the city.

For a day, the guards guarded the Buddha hall around it as if it were tight, like an iron bucket, and the entry and exit were guarded by heavy soldiers.

Originally, ordinary armor soldiers like them, in the palace, how could they ever have the fate to see the princess.

Tonight, the princess arrived, and when she saw it, it was like poking her heart and lungs, and she would never forget the night.

Everyone understood why this came, and when they thought of such a stunning monk cheapened, their hearts were inevitably both pity and itching.

Thinking like this, even the guards in front of the temple gate consciously or unintentionally made an extra circle, and they almost lay down in the crack of the door to listen to the sound of the temple.

At this time, as soon as they heard a loud noise in the hall, several people with ghosts in their hearts glanced at each other, and quickly broke into the door without thinking about it.

The hall is dim and lightless, the candles are extinguished, only the moonlight remains, and the clear light is scattered, shining everywhere.

When a few people heard the movement of the Zen room inside, they were like a secret surprise in their hearts, and they hurriedly chased after them.

The Zen room is not big, the inside is narrow, and there is only a curtain with a low couch.

Under the curtain, layers of silk yarn draped, and in the hazy room, there seemed to be two figures intertwined.

The guard who took the lead swallowed his parched throat and was about to pick open the gauze tent with his knife to find out, but the hilt of the knife that had just passed through the gap was suddenly grasped by a strong arm.

With a "bang", the white blade was pulled out of its sheath, and the cold light flashed, and it was retracted into the scabbard again.

The guard held the scabbard and was frightened to take a few steps back, only to hear a low gasp from a man.

He wanted to take a step closer, but was repulsed:

"You are so bold...... "The princess's cold voice came from within.

When they heard the sound, they fell to their knees, but they did not bow their heads, but still watched the movement in the tent with their heads held high.

The soft gauze tent shook slightly, and a slender figure loomed, slowly standing up, approaching the outside of the gauze tent, blocking the man behind him.

It's the princess!

The snow-white is ......

Everyone's breathing was very rapid for half a moment, and when they stood still, a few coquettish words came from above their heads:

"I'm meditating with the Buddha, how can I disturb me? Can you bear the king's blame? Don't get back now! ”

The two guards hurriedly retreated, each with a lot of thoughts in their hearts, secretly describing the ecstasy scene in the tent, and the evil fire in their hearts was rising, and they suddenly felt that the long night was very unbearable.

……

Early the next morning, Chaolu went to Luo Sumi to cry, saying that it was about to be done, but he was disturbed, and the atmosphere was completely gone, and he couldn't stand up anymore.

Luo Sumi asked the guards to ask about the dragon vein, and several people didn't know that there was a deception, and they told what they saw and heard truthfully, confirming that what Chaolu said was true. Luo Sumi was furious at the moment, and ordered a heavy cane to be punished, and the few guards who couldn't watch couldn't stand it and all died.

Chaolu was so happy that he ordered the executioner to gouge out the eyes of the corpse.

Who made them look at what they shouldn't?

On the other hand, she pretended to cry and cry, indicating that she was bullied by the guards. Seeing that she was interested in herself, Luo Sumi's vigilance was half gone, and half of the guards in the Buddha hall were also removed.

In this way, she moved a little more freely, and she was one step closer to her plan.

Chaolu walked around the palace, and when he returned to the Buddha hall, he heard the sound of whipping in the atrium behind the hall.

Her heart skipped a beat when she heard the sound of the whip, and she walked a few quick steps, skirting the long corridor, and came across a small novice in the corner who blocked her way.

The little novice was no taller than her shoulders, and was only a half-grown child, but he was menacing, pointed to her nose and said loudly:

"It's all you! You're not a good person! ”

Chaolu knew that he had never been a good person, but he had never been scolded so face-to-face. She was not annoyed, she deliberately leaned over, touched the top of his smooth head, and said with a smile:

"Who are you?"

The little novice was shocked, and hurriedly jumped away, raising his hand and patting his head, as if to wipe away some dirty things. With a look of horror in his eyes, he stammered:

"You...... You seduced, seduced your brother, harmed, harmed him, and caused him to be punished. ”

"Origin, no rudeness."

A clear voice came from behind the corridor. Yuan Qi glared at her fiercely, and went to support Luo Xiang, who was walking slowly.

Chaolu saw that he was slow, wearing only a deep single coat, and there were traces of blood on the tiger's mouth.

She felt a little ashamed in her heart, and more puzzled.

Last night, it was obviously just a matter of equity, and nothing happened.

Although she loosened her clothes, Luo Xiang always closed her eyes and sat still. In this life, how dare she blaspheme the Buddha again. After the people left, they quickly retreated.

The next night, Luo Xiang fell ill and fell asleep in the meditation room. She spent the night alone on the futon in the front hall. When he got up in the morning, his back hurt, and he hurriedly ran to his uncle to complain, and removed half of the guards for him.

Why did he dehype himself?

Chaolu raised his eyes, saw that Luo Xiang's eyes were as cold as frost and snow, and he didn't stop on her for a moment, so he brushed his sleeves and turned to leave.

She tried to chase after her, but was blocked by the warrior monk guarding the side.

"Senior brother is going to retreat and translate the scriptures today, you better go back, he won't see you." Yuan Qi clasped his hands on his chest, glanced at it, and had a bit of smugness on his face, and was about to follow, but she grabbed the cuffs.

"You, don't touch me!" Yuan Qi exclaimed, and slapped the sleeves of his robe to break free.

Chaolu unceremoniously dragged him in front of him, bent down next to his ear, and whispered softly:

"Little monk, you should remember that there is a problem with the incense and candles in the temple, so you should not light them. I'll send someone to smuggle some normal candles in. ”

"You, you're going to be that nice, kind? ......" is a half-believer.

Chaolu raised an eyebrow at him, deliberately learning his stutter and said:

"You, you'll know how good I am from now on."

In this life, she asked Luo Xiang for protection, at least she had to pretend to be a good person in front of him.

……

Yuan Qi returned to the dark Buddha hall and knelt beside Luo Xiang.

Luo Xiang held the scroll in his hand and did not squint.

"She's finally gone." Yuan Qi silently poured a sentence, breathed a sigh of relief, and thoughtfully sighed.

Although he did not grow up in Uzi, he had heard that this Uzi princess was the first beauty in the Western Regions. Since last night, I saw the princess in the mouth, with a delicate and graceful figure, thousands of manners, and brilliant beauty, and even the goddesses on the paintings he had seen were compared.

Thinking about it, Yuan Qi's face became hot, and he hurriedly lowered his head and silently recited a few verses, and hurriedly opened the medicine jar, wanting to help Luo Xiang after being tortured.

He carefully lifted Luo Xiang's blood-stained monk's robe, and saw that the flesh and blood on his back were sticky, and he couldn't help but look sad. He thought that the senior brother volunteered to receive the torture rod because of the good deeds done by the demon girl.

Yuan Qi was apprehensive in his heart, hesitated for a long time, and then asked:

"Have you broken your vows?"

Luo Xiang shook his head.

Yuan Qi regretted asking himself. Senior brother has always held the precepts strictly, and if he broke the vows, it would not be as simple as just being punished. He lamented all his life and said:

"Senior brother has not broken the vows, so why bother?

He turned to anger and said angrily:

"It's all the king's fault. There is no good person in this house. I think that on the night of the full moon last night, the princess deliberately extinguished the lamps and candles, causing the senior brother to become ill, and waiting for the opportunity to approach the senior brother, which is really thoughtful......"

Luo Xiang's gaze was fixed between the lines, and he replied:

"She never knew about my old illness, and she didn't do it on purpose."

Luo Xiang was flipping through the scriptures, his slender hand paused, and he hadn't turned a page for a long time. It was he who couldn't help but think of last night.

The girl smiled smartly, as in the past. When I looked at him, my eyes were like water, and I seemed to have infinite thoughts. It's just that when he saw his sick state, his eyes instantly lost color, and he was gradually overflowing with fear.

Even though he tried his best to restrain himself, he still showed something strange, and he almost couldn't suppress it......

The guards who stepped into the temple to search for him and her had bad intentions, and in order to hide his illness, she hugged him on the couch in a hurry.

At that time, his body was stiff, his mind was in a trance, and he wanted to retreat categorically, but her touch actually relieved his unbearable pain with a trace of subtlety.

The girl's soft skin and fragrant fragrance seemed strange to him. It was like a good medicine, silently dispelling the nightmare that had haunted him for years.

For a moment, want more.

This mere thought, even if it happened unconsciously, was enough for him to bear the rod today.

Outside the window, the wind was blowing slowly, and the lifeless scroll in his hand was turned by the wind at some point, and it rattled.

Luo Xiang broke his thoughts, frowned, folded his hands together, and picked up the scriptures that had been turned up by the wind again.

The origin was hesitant, and he didn't look at Luo Xiang for a while, and said in a very low voice:

"The master said that the senior brother has had a great calamity in the past two years, and if he does not break the vows before the age of twenty-four, he will be able to receive the ordination and become a true Buddha. Senior brother is the youngest Buddha in the entire Western Regions! ”

"Senior brother, you can't see her again. Last night, the full moon was already very dangerous, in case ...... I'm afraid ......" Yuan Qi hung his head, and his voice lowered.

He didn't want to express his concern that the Buddha would break his vows, but he knew that his hidden illness was not trivial.

It wasn't a physical ailment, but an evil mind. Although it will not endanger life, there is no medicine to cure, and it will occur every time the moon is full, which is a great obstacle to the cultivation of Buddha with a pure heart.

Even if the Buddha's mind is very strong, this disease is often uncontrollable, and even unconscious after the attack. If you add that demon girl on your side, I'm really afraid that she will deliberately use it to harm him.

I don't dare to think about it anymore.

"Hugh is babbling." Luo Xiang pursed his lips and scolded softly.

He raised his head slightly, looked at the flowers and trees outside the hall, and said lightly:

"Me and her, but for the time being, there is no other term."

The fireworks in this world, thousands of feet of red dust, have long been far away from him, and they will be isolated forever.

"In my opinion, we still have to get out of this royal court as soon as possible." The origin of the gods chattered, and continued, "The new Uzi has no kindness to us, and calling us into the palace is a trap, why did the senior brother insist on entering the palace in the first place? ”

Luo Xiang held the scripture book in his hand, turned the pages, his expression was indifferent but very cold, and said:

"The cause of my father's death is suspicious, and the things before and after his death are complicated...... Even if this royal court is a tiger's den in Longtan, I will have to break through. ”

Yuan Qi hesitated for a moment and asked:

"Senior brother, are you still obsessed with your life experience?"

Luo Xiang put down the scroll in his hand, lowered his eyes and said:

"Even if there is little hope, I still want to give it a go."

"But senior brother, we can't even get out of this Buddha hall now. This king of Uzi has a beast's heart, and he is pressing forward step by step, and he does not want to let us out, so he sends wine and women in all day long......" Yuan Qi said angrily, "Now he is ashamed to say that we will be allowed to leave the royal court only after we have finished translating these scriptures." Senior brother, it is better to immediately gather the senior brothers outside the city to save us. ”

Luo Xiang asked:

"Can you send a letter?"

Yuan Qi was instantly deflated, and said in a low voice:

"I can't give a single one...... Birds can't fly in this place, so they have to find another way. ”

Luo Xiang seemed to have expected it, and said plainly:

"If you come, you will be safe. Translate the scriptures first, and see what he wants. ”

After a night of spring rain, a flower tree outside the hall has newly sprouted, the branches and leaves grow a lot, and the emerald green pointed tip sticks out in front of the high carved window of the Buddha hall.

A wisp of unfamiliar dark incense was sent into the temple with the wind at this time.

A crisp female voice sounded:

"Brother Xiang, I know Chinese. I can help you translate the scriptures. ”

The two looked up at the sound.

The door of the temple was not closed tightly, and a small head poked out of the crack.

Hibiscus noodles, peach blossoms. A black hair like satin, a red dress like fire, and his eyes are full of fireworks in the world, and he is full of red dust.

"It's you! How did you get in?! Yuan Qi was shocked and said, "The place where Buddhism is cultivated, you hurry up!" ”

Chaolu limped in. She didn't speak, hung her head, and deliberately lifted the hem of her skirt, exposing an ankle.

Luo Xiang quickly looked away, and caught a glimpse of the wound on the white greasy skin in the afterglow of his side.

There was a bloody wound there.

In order to see Luo Xiang detoured to the apse, and then climbed over the wall and climbed in from the back window of the Buddha hall, he was accidentally broken by broken tiles, and a wound was scratched on the calf, and the blood dried up, but left a mark.

She pursed her lips, covered her wound, lowered her voice, and said with a little squeamishness on her dead face:

"Brother Xiang, the monks are merciful, and saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter. My leg is injured, and I can't walk because of the pain, why don't I rest in your temple for a while, and help you translate the scriptures by the way, and then walk when the pain is gone, is it okay? ”

The girl looked up at him, her cheeks flushed with a thin red, her crystal eyes overflowed with spring light, her long eyelashes fluttered between her words, and she seemed to reveal an imperceptible cunning in her well-behavedness.

Like a small beast that broke in somewhere, it carefully hid its sharp claws, just like last night.

"Nonsense." Luo Xiang frowned and glanced at the origin.

Reluctantly, the little novice handed her the medicine that had not yet been put away, and muttered:

"Hurry up and leave after taking the medicine. What scripture will you translate? ”

Chaolu put the medicine aside, leaned over, and smiled slightly:

"Brother Xiang, I'm not here to translate the scriptures."

Intentionally or unintentionally, she brushed the sleeves of his drooping robe and whispered:

"You're in my hands."