Luowuzhai was a burst of chickens and dogs.

Xu Nanzhi stayed in the Long Night Tower until midnight, and when he bought a bunch of clothes and returned to the school palace, he was surprised to hear that the deputy envoy had arrested a group of new students who were drinking and gambling in Luowuzhai.

"Who is the one who is in Luowuzhai...... Yuan Qian, I heard that he had almost deducted his points in less than three days after entering school. "

Zhuang Ling corrected himself with the disciple seal to look at the listening wall, and spoke at will.

"Hmm...... Chu Fenghan went to Nianfang City to deliberately release false news, and the deputy envoy of the Punishment Hall was not there, so this group of rabbit cubs must have been playing happily. Tsk, today the hunting yuan dived the leader, just got three points and eighty percent and didn't. "

Xu Nanzhi was happy to see the jokes of others, and carried his clothes to give them to Su Hansheng. Zhuang Lingxiu paused, and suddenly said, "Not north."

Xu Nanzhi drank a drink, was in a good mood, and turned back lazily: "Something is going on."

"No." Zhuang Lingxiu bowed his head respectfully, and gently read out the list of offenders on the wall, "Luowu Zhai Yuan Qian...... Sleeping, coughing, drinking, gambling on dice, the circumstances are ......"

Xu Nanzhi: "......"

Xu Nanzhi's good mood of finally coming back was ruined, and he rushed to the punishment hall with murderous anger. In the middle of the night, the Punishment Hall was brightly lit, and people came and went everywhere.

Xu Nanzhi rushed in violently and said angrily: "Who?! Who broke me Xiao Xiao?!"

Crowd: "......"

Zhuang Lingxiu felt ashamed for Su Hansheng, and hurriedly dragged Xu Nansheng to the side, and called the deputy envoy of the Punishment Hall.

After the deputy envoy released the news that he was going to another year, he slept in the dormitory for a day, and after recuperating his energy, he swept through most of the school palace in two quarters of an hour with lightning speed, and caught a group of rabbit cubs who were seeking pleasure and violating the rules of the school palace.

At this time, all the offenders stood in the punishment hall with their heads down, and there were dozens of people in a hurry.

The deputy envoy walked slowly through the crowd of mourners with a whip, and raised his eyebrows calmly: "Did you bring me wine?" Zhuang Lingxiu threw the wine in his hand over.

The bold new student on the side was not convinced: "Why do we have to deduct points for drinking?"

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All the students dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, and they all hung their heads and repented.

Zhuang Lingxiu was amazed: "It's spectacular."

Xu Nanzhi looked at the deputy envoy coldly: "Who took Xiao Xiao to gamble and drink!"

The deputy envoy raised his head and took a sip of wine, the juice dripped down his chin, the black hair tied into a high ponytail was stretched into a line and hung straight down, the red hairband was embroidered with the black magpie with wings ready to fly, and the beautiful tear mole added a little more color to the cold face.

"It is said to be Yuan Qian."

Xu Nan rolled up his sleeves: "Which one is Yuan Qian?!"

The deputy envoy drank a lot of wine, and drank a jar of wine in an instant, and threw it to the students on the side, so that he could smell it. "The Punishment Hall must not abuse lynching, roll down my sleeves."

Xu Nanyu sneered.

…… Rolled down his sleeves.

"What are you doing here?" Xu Nanzhi said impatiently, just now he was still willing to see the jokes of the new students, but he didn't expect to see the cold sound on his head when he watched the excitement, "Fake news and shoot a shot, and wait for them to relax their vigilance and kill again, this method is not like your style, but like."

As he spoke, he felt that something was wrong, and suddenly turned around coldly and gritted his teeth. "Zhuang Devotional ——!"

Zhuang Lingxiu, who was about to leave secretly, stiffened, and said with a dry smile: "Ha, haha, it is incumbent on my generation to share the worries of the Punishment Hall......... I just didn't expect to catch Xiao Xiao. "

Xu Nanzhi: "......" shares Chu Fenghan's worries and adds blockage to Xu Nanzhi, right?!

Xu Nan was so angry that he rubbed his eyebrows and held back his anger, and asked the deputy envoy: "Where is Xiao Xiao?"

The deputy envoy was lazily blowing his nails, and said casually: "I was taken away by the World Venerable."

Xu Nan was stunned.

Taken away by the World Venerable again?

Is the Lord so idle?

**★

Back on the mountain steps.

Su Han sneezed violently, and almost staggered down the stone steps. "You go so fast, wait for me."

The figure in front of him paused slightly, looking sideways at him.

Su Hansheng didn't know how many chopsticks he had drunk, and at this time he was dizzy and woke up like a dream, and his feet slipped and staggered and fell, and his palms rubbed the mud on his hands.

He swallowed slowly

got up, looked up at Chongjue and lowered his eyes to look at himself, tried to stretch his hand over, and said vaguely: "I can't walk, carry me."

Chongjue:

Chongjue Aijie, looking at the cold voice full of wine and dirty paws, looked at him coldly and indifferently, and did not move.

Su Hansheng waited and waited, so he had to pout, staggered a few steps, and staggered into Chongjue's arms.

However, before he touched the corner of Shizun's clothes, there was a "whoop" sound, and the whole body seemed to be held up by a burst of invisible spiritual power, swaying and floating in the air.

Chongjue climbed the stairs.

The cold sound floated in the air and flew forward with him like a kite, his hands and feet fluttered together, his long hair almost fell to the ground, and he shouted: "Chongjue, Chongjue, the ground is running on my head, I'm going to be buried!"

The two of them arrived at the Buddha hall in an instant. The Shizun Qing Xiu Xu has never been so noisy, and the mountain beasts, birds and finches who often nest by the Buddha hall to listen to the Shizun chanting are frightened and scatter in all directions.

The sound of cold music flew down for a while, probably because of the discomfort in the stomach, and he began to hang his hands and vomit there.

Chongjue took him to the hot spring behind the Buddha hall and took off his wine-scented robe. "Bathe and sleep."

Su Hansheng sat by the hot spring in his obscene clothes, tilting his head to look at the steaming spring water, not knowing what he was thinking.

Chongjue turned around and wanted to leave, but he heard a few "coo", and when he turned around, he saw the cold sound lying on the shore, like a little beast drinking tons of water.

Chongjue:

The hot springs gush up from the groundwater, and the crystal clear can be eaten, but the taste is mixed with sulfur, and it is not very delicious. After a few sips, I don't know if I was tired or asleep, and my whole face slammed into it. Grunt. Don't move. Chongjue: "..

More than ten years ago, he had brought the cold sound for a while, and when he was a cub, he was not as difficult to cope as he is now. Chongjue condescended to the noble and fished out the cold sound from the hot spring. Su Hansheng's face was full of water, and he seemed to be more sober, and looked at Chongjue in confusion with his eyes open: "Uncle?"

"Hmm." Chongjue said, "Can you bathe yourself?" Before his brain was even, he stayed for a while before nodding his head and began to undress clumsily.

Chongjue returned to the Buddha hall and stirred the Buddhist beads to chant the scriptures. The divine consciousness of the Mahayana period shrouded the huge Buddha hall, saving him from the cold sound and choking himself while he was not paying attention.

Fortunately, the sound of the cold was still a little conscious, and he sat in the hot spring in a daze and slapped the water with his hands and feet, I don't know if it was because of the wine or the child was stupid, he made a big splash and splashed all over his face, and he was still laughing back and forth.

But after laughing, he seemed to be a different person again

, staring blankly at the reflection in the water.

It was probably the hot spring that smoked the wine in the body again, and the cold sound was stunned for a while, and then he began to drink the water again. Drinking with water on his face, he smacked the taste and said unhappily: "This wine has no taste." ”

Chongjue: "......"

The Buddha bead in Chongjue's hand "clicked", and he couldn't help but wave a spiritual power casually.

The snow-white wide sleeves shook slightly, and the spiritual power quietly rushed to the backyard hot spring, forcibly naked. The cold sound of the body was brought out of the hot spring, and a plain robe followed closely behind to wrap the drenched man.

The chill began to flutter again.

The spiritual power flew towards the fasting house outside the Buddha hall with him, and then threw it on the bed, turning into a breeze and sweeping the half-moon tent hook of the bed curtain.

There was a clang, and the square curtain closed silently.

There was silence in the Buddhist hall. Chongjue withdrew his consciousness and chanted without distraction, and the incense line of the small incense burner went up gently.

The Buddha hall is lit with a bean-sized lamp, the warmth of the candle flame slightly illuminates Chongjue's facial features, and the plain white fingers that play with the Buddha beads dance with the candle flame, like warm jade, faintly revealing a little light.

Just finished reciting the Buddha, Chongjue's heart was stable. Suddenly, the incense thread was shaken slightly by a gust of wind brought in by the suddenly opened door, and it was about to break.

Chongjue opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a cold voice running over, and a winged swoop directly to him, full of panic: "Uncle, uncle, there is light chasing me, I am going to be sunburned." "

Chongjue looked in the direction of Su Hansheng's finger. It was a few fireflies that landed on the cornices.

Su Hansheng was accustomed to fear and avoid the light all his life, drunk and didn't know what to think of that little fluorescent light, and sat there trembling slightly with his knees in confusion, a plain robe loosely wrapped around his slender body, and his long wet hair was spread all over his body, like a messy cluster of untrimmed flowers. A few fireflies scared him to tremble, his eyes were red, and two lines of tears slowly fell.

Chongjue's heart softened, and with a gentle wave of his hand, the fireflies flew away silently. "Don't be afraid."

Su Hansheng's face was stained with tears, and he was stunned for a long time, as if he was frightened by the candle flame on the small case. "Light! Chongjue—"

was called by his name by the juniors, and Chongjue was not as knowledgeable as a drunk, so he snapped his fingers. The candle flickered twice and went out.

Su Hansheng finally felt safe in the darkness: "Thank you, uncle."

Chongjue thought that he would obediently go back to sleep, but he was about to stir the Buddha beads, but when he saw the cold sound in the dark, he groped his knees and crawled towards him, and skillfully lifted his robe on the left side

drilled in, and the whole body curled up into a ball under Chongjue's ribs.

…… Nest still.

Chongjue: "?"

Although Su Hansheng was thin and weak, he was very conspicuous when he was so big hiding under Chongjue's wide robe, and he dragged the placket in front of him tightly, as if he was hiding in the young gentle country, and leaned on Chongjue to sleep contentedly.

Chongjue: "......"

Chongjue lowered his eyes, saw the young man's beautiful eyebrows and eyes through the gap in his clothes, and the Buddha beads in his hand paused slightly, and sighed silently for a long time.

When the three or four-year-old child still couldn't hold the umbrella, every time he was covered

When Su Xuanlin took him out to meet people, he always took him into his arms and left, obedient and skillful, not crying or making trouble.

Su Xuanlin's three or two best friends got together to drink tea and discuss, and Su Xiaoxiao obediently shrunk into a ball and hid under Chongjue's clothes to sleep.

At that time, Su Xiao Xiao was less than his thighs, and the small mass had no sense of existence. Sometimes Chongjue plays chess and is so engrossed that he even forgets that he still has a cub in his arms, and when he gets up, he will fall to the ground with a "poof".

Now more than ten years have passed, and the big child has grown into a young man with clean bones, and he is drunk and hides under his clothes.

No matter how thin he was, he had grown up, hiding in his robe, and Chongjue's hands couldn't move the Buddha beads.

Seeing that he was sleeping so soundly, Chongjue took off his robe and put his head on Su Hansheng's head, and sat on the futon in only a snow-white monk's robe, and continued to chant the scriptures without distraction.

I thought that the sound of the cold would sleep for a while, but Chongjue's Buddha beads had just turned a few times, and the young man under his robe began to flutter again.

He struggled in his wide robe for a long time before poking his head out of his sleeves, staring around in confusion, his dilated pupils finally focused when his eyes fell on the few plain robes hanging from the trusses.

Chongjue just opened his eyes.

…… Su Han rushed to the clothes truss, and a flutter hugged the few plain robes in his arms, and ran to the backyard with joy. Senior brother, senior brother! Find my clothes!

Chongjue: ......

Big big

The punishment hall was noisy until the middle of the night, and everyone dispersed. Wu Baili stood under the lamp with a bow on his back and waited for someone, and it took a long time for him to sneak out of the punishment hall.

Seeing the distinct slap marks on Yuan Qiansubai's face, Wu Baili frowned: Beaten again?

Honorable elders. Yuan Qian was slapped in the face, the corners of his lips were broken, and he was oozing blood slightly, he was still smiling, and his fingertips rubbed the corners of his lips slightly, and said

, But today is not a loss, Su Shaojun does have great luck.

Wu Baili said coldly: "Losing is full of strips, and there is atmospheric luck?"

You don't understand. Yuan Qian walked forward, He guessed the number of points in the dice every time, but it was very intriguing to guess incorrectly, and he played Pai Gow Mahjong, all of which were a good deck of cards played poorly. This kind of person does have great luck, but ......

Before he finished speaking, a sneer came from not far away. Pai Gow, Mahjong, Sticking Sticks?

The two of them followed the prestige, and saw a person walking out of the darkness with murderous intent, glaring at him with fierce eyes. The smile on the corner of Yuan Qian's lips froze.

…… Xu, Senior Brother Xu?

Xu Nanqi said coldly: Let me let you two run three miles first?

Yuanqian, Wubaili: ......

Yuan Qian smiled dryly: Senior brother...... Are you kidding?

I advise you two to run as fast as you can. A gentle voice came from the tree not far away, Zhuang Lingxiu fell to the ground lightly against the wind, and sighed, He never laughed.

Yuan Qian is a person who can bend and stretch, and immediately sincerely admitted his mistake: "Senior Brother Xu, I forgive my sins today, I was originally sending Shaojun to the school palace and mountain clothes today, and it was not my intention to involve Shaojun in the punishment hall......

......" Zhuang Lingxiu looked at Yuan Qian indescribably, "Seriously, let's run first, kid." Why is this kid so good at which pot not to open and which pot to mention?

Xu Nanyu had already counted down to a hundred in his heart, but when he heard "send clothes" at first glance, he immediately became angry: "Do you want to be Xiao Xiao's senior brother too?!"

Yuan Qian: ??

Why do you say this, Senior Brother Xu.

Obviously, the young monarch wants to arrest him as a spiritual pet!

Seeing that Xu Nanzhi was not only not appeased, but seemed to add fuel to his anger, Yuan Qian knew that he couldn't avoid the "bad young monarch", so he opened his snake pupils and looked at Wu Baili.

Baili, you ...... first

Before he finished speaking, he saw that Wu Baili didn't know when he had long since disappeared. Yuan Qian: ......

Yuan Qian didn't say a word, turned into his original form and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

Xu Nanzhi is still counting in place: "Eighty-seven.... Eighty-six. "Zhuang Lingxiu is not as principled as him, and his body is like the wind

Quietly leave the same place.

In less than ten breaths, a snake roar suddenly came from the place where Yuan Qian disappeared, as if someone had cut the snake gall. The largest camphor tree in Wendao Xue Palace may be thousands of years old, and its canopy is lush and green, covering the sky and the sun.

Zhuang Lingxiu wore a white ink pattern palace robe fluttering like a fairy, sitting lazily on the branch, the robe fluttered with the evening breeze, he supported his chin, and said lightly: You just said that Shaojun's luck, followed by a 'but'......

On the huge camphor tree, the black snake's body was twisted and almost tied into a beautiful bow, hanging on the branches in a twist and turn, and the tip of its tail hung down

I can't get up.

The huge black snake's head was resting on the tree power, and his eyes looked at Zhuang Lingxiu: Senior brother, didn't you let me run three miles first? He didn't even run away half a mile before he was caught.

Zhuang Lingxiu stretched out his hand and patted it gently on the snake's head twice, his eyes were soft: "Silly boy, I like your innocence that is easy to believe, keep it up, sooner or later the skin will be ripped off.

Yuan Qian: ......

Yuan Qian wilted and said: Senior brother, forgive me, I won't dare next time. "Answer my question, and I'll let you go." Zhuang Lingxiu smiled gently, ......But' what?

Yuan Qian hesitated: "I...... How do I know that Senior Brother is not bluffing me with this sentence?"

Zhuang Lingxiu raised his eyebrows: Yo, I've become smarter, and my son can be taught.

Yuan Qian smiled shyly and spit out the snake letter: Senior brother teaches well.

Senior Brother Zhuang smiled and patted his head: Do you want to say it now, or wait for the north to catch up and beat you up.

Say, I'll talk about it! The meta potential can be stretched and busy.

Su Hansheng can be reincarnated so much, his father is a righteous Xuanlin Immortal Jun, and all the teachers are outstanding cultivators, and they have been pampered by countless people to grow up.

Such atmospheric transporters are extremely unlucky in many things, such as the attack on the school building ship, and the villain who is also provoked by the villain.

Ordinary cultivators are more or less lucky, but this kind of thing can't be seen or touched after all, and it's very ethereal.

There are also many people who think that it is just nonsense, that cultivation is not to be determined by the sky, to go against the sky, and it is normal to die anywhere, and you can't blame any luck.

Yuan Qian is the former of crazy superstition luck. Shaojun's luck is still there, but according to my superstitions for many years...

… Ahem, it seems that he may have been stolen by someone.

Zhuang Lingxiu frowned slightly: What can steal luck? Ignorance. Yuan Qian is only a teenager, and he has not yet studied to the point of stealing luck.

Zhuang Lingxiu was silent for a long time, remembered the marriage contract on Su Hansheng's body, and said: Will the Taoist couple contract?

"Naturally not. Yuan Qiandao, the Taoist contract is given by the Heavenly Dao, and the luck is shared through double cultivation, and it cannot be stolen, this is an apostasy, and you will be beaten down from Infernal Prison.

Zhuang Lingxiu was thoughtful.

The sound of the cold is in the cold garden all the year round, who can steal his luck without knowing it?

Could it be that the Hanshan Sect did something with the help of the Hongzhan deed? The contract is similar to the contract of the couple, but it is not a contract given by heaven.

Dare to steal the luck of the Heavenly Dao holy relics, it is really bold.

Zhuang Lingxiu was gentle and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. The Hanshan Sect has arrived at the Wuque Mausoleum, and tomorrow he will be with Xu Nanyi to meet this legendary Qi Jianyi for a while.

Getting the answer he wanted, Zhuang Lingxiu jumped down from the tree, slowly straightened his robe, and turned around to leave. Yuan Qian, who had several knots all over his body, hurriedly said: Senior brother! Senior Brother Zhuang!

Zhuang Lingxiu turned around: "Huh? What's the matter, junior brother?" I have told all things as they are. "Yuan Qian choked, Senior Brother is not very merciful, can you save me?

Zhuang Lingxiu sighed: "Silly boy, what will I do if I leave the school in the future, alas." With that, he walked away. Yuan Qian: ......

No wonder as long as "Zhuang Lingxiu" is mentioned on the wall, a bunch of voices below scolding him as "Zhuang Dog". …… It's really not human.

**★

Houshan Buddha Hall.

Su Hansheng didn't know how to lick the wine of a few chopsticks, and the whole person was drunk and unconscious, and he just woke up in a daze at dawn.

With a sense of peace of mind, he rolled over, stretched his hand out of the bed curtain and hung on the edge of the bed and moved his index finger at will, trying to call the companion tree to give him water.

The companion tree was left in Luowuzhai last night and did not follow.

Su Hansheng waited for a long time without waiting, and then lay down in the pile of clothes, the tip of his nose was full of the familiar fragrance of Bodhi flowers, hugged the clothes under him and took a deep breath, and turned over with satisfaction and was about to sleep again.

After a few moments, he sat up with a loud voice, his pupils dilated violently, and he stared at the huge bed in horror. When the darkness of the dawn dissipated, the light that had not yet broken through the clouds faintly illuminated the house.

Su Hansheng sat on the bed with a pale face, and everywhere he could see was a messy snow-white plain robe. A few sips of wine didn't break him off, and the memories of last night came flooding back like a tsunami.

- I can't walk, carry me. - This wine has no taste. - Senior brother, senior brother! Find my clothes!

At the end of last night's memory, the drunkard surnamed Su took away a few clothes from the truss in front of Chongjue, and rushed back to the bed curtain of the house with joy, bowing respectfully to the bed with a reverent and extremely ceremonial sense.

Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable Amitabha Buddha Taoism Nature.

After saying the nondescript words, Su Shaojun had a serious face, threw the clothes in his arms up in a dashing manner, and let a few plain robes flutter on the bed like scattered flowers.

The bed room was filled with the fragrance of linden flowers, and Su Hansheng took off his shoes and climbed into the messy pile of plain robes, curled up in a ball and fell asleep comfortably.

Chilling Voice: ..

Cold: !!

I groaned in pain with a cold voice. With a groan, he fell headlong on the couch, wishing he was dead.

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Yuan Qian: It's always a social death, and my luck is really bad.