Su Han shouted that he wanted to go back to the Zhangling Stone Mine to pay off his debts. Zhuang Lingxiu was pouting: "I'll send Shaojun back to get the spirit stone...... Hey, why are you pinching me, Dad?"

Zhuang Qu's rough and fierce face was twisted into a gentle smile - only he didn't have Zhuang Lingxiu's good skin, and he looked like he was going to eat people.

"Xiao Xiao, your father and I were from the same school palace back then, what do you and I share with our best friends, how can I let my son pay back the debts owed by Lao Tzu, your Uncle Zhuang is not such an unreasonable person."

Su Han Sheng: "......" really has a father, there must be a son. Zhuang Lingxiu learned from his father.

Su Hansheng did not break into scum with the help of Zhuang Lingge, so naturally he would not really withdraw his hand and leave, but Zhuang Lingxiu kept giving him a look, pouting and scaring his father again.

Su Hansheng was still hesitating, and Chongjue, who had always been silent, suddenly said: "Xiao Xiao."

The cold sound was excited, and he noticed the coldness in his uncle's tone, and realized that he actually followed Zhuang Lingxiu in front of Chongjue to "learn badly", and said busily: "Since this is the case, then thank you Uncle Zhuang."

Zhuang Qu suddenly smiled, and praised him for being a good boy with his claws that were cold. Su Hansheng laughed dryly, if he hadn't regained his vitality, eighty percent would have been able to cut off his arm in one fell swoop.

Zhuang Lingxiu secretly hated in his heart, and his eyes inadvertently swept to see that Shizun was looking at him coldly. Chongjue's eyes couldn't hide his dissatisfaction.

Zhuang Lingxiu gasped and thought to himself, "The World Venerable is actually looking at me! Do you think I'm malleable?!"

Chongjue really felt that he could be the kind of "talent" who "wanted him to copy the Buddhist scriptures a hundred times".

Zhuang Lingge did not transform into a human form for two years, and after taking him back to his residence, he fell into a deep sleep. Zhuang Qu called a bunch of doctors to come to treat him, and the courtyard was densely crowded.

Chongjue was suspicious of many people, frowning and wanting to leave. Zhuang Qu seemed to remember something, and hurriedly ran forward and said, "Shizun stays."

Chongjue turned around: "What's the matter?"

"Ahem." Zhuang Qu said, "What I said just now about 'filial piety under the stick' are bluffing, children have to be taught well, and if they can't teach, they will beat people, but it is a dereliction of duty for our adults, Shizun, don't take it to heart."

Chongjue looked at him lightly.

Zhuang Qu was seen as weak for a while, and chattered a lot, which was completely different from what he had said before, and it was necessary to let Shizun treat Xiao Shaojun as gently as a spring breeze and rain.

Chongjue didn't say much, turned around and brushed his sleeves away. Zhuang Qu wiped his sweat and thought to himself

I've done my best.

Su Hansheng didn't understand what his uncle had learned, so he squatted at the door of Zhuang Lingge and held his cheeks, and said lazily: "What a big dragon, will I become a bird cub in the future?"

Zhuang Lingxiu couldn't squeeze into the room, so he had to sit on the steps outside and wait for the doctor's diagnosis, he smiled: "Every holy thing is different, the dragon body and phoenix bone lamp soul ......" He said, slightly stunned.

Su Hansheng was puzzled: "Senior brother?"

Zhuang Lingxiu only thought about it too much, and revealed the topic with a light smile, and said: "This Wendao sacrifice, thanks to the demon heart you hunted, we Wendao Academy Palace is the leader again, you haven't seen how ugly Jin Yiyuan's dog face is hahaha, it's just raised eyebrows."

It was the first time he had heard about the Dao sacrifice since he woke up, and he said with interest: "My demon heart?"

Saints?

"yes." Zhuang Ling said, "There will be a celebration banquet in three days, and the Punishment Hall will definitely give you extra points at that time."

Su Hansheng was originally full of interest, but when he thought of going back to see Xu Nanzhi, he immediately shrank his head and whispered, "Senior brother...... Isn't my brother angry with me?"

Zhuang Lingxiu was puzzled: "Why do you say this?" Su Hansheng didn't know how to speak, so he had to muffled the grass in the gap between the steps without saying a word.

Zhuang Lingxiu looked at him for a long time, then smiled: "What are you doing when you are idle? Don't be afraid, no matter whether our Xiao Xiao is wrong or not, if Xu Nan dares to throw your face, I will beat him up and be angry for you. "

Su Hansheng couldn't hold back a "poof" laugh, he rubbed the tail of his eyes, and said, "You can't really beat him."

Zhuang Lingxiu smiled and said, "Okay, good."

Zhuang Lingxiu made such a gag, and Su Hansheng's mood was much better.

The two were chatting with each other, when they suddenly saw two Taoist cultivators rushing out of the Zhuang Lingge Courtyard, and shouted to the people guarding outside: "Blockade the entire Banqing Prefecture!" From now on, no one is allowed to leave the island!"

Everyone didn't know why, but they still said yes and hurried to block the dock. Zhuang Lingxiu's face changed, and Huo Ran got up: "What's going on?!"

Dao Xiu's expression was extremely ugly, and he almost squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Eldest Prince...... Hurt. It was obviously just a fluttering word "injured", but Zhuang Lingxiu was shocked on the spot. Su Hansheng: "Senior brother?"

Zhuang Lingxiu seems

I didn't hear his words, and I tightened my jaw and rushed into the courtyard.

As soon as I entered, I heard Zhuang Qu's roar: "Someone has stolen the blood of the holy relic, this wound has not healed, and the thief must not have gone far!" Dig three feet into the ground for me and get people out!"

Su Hansheng was slightly stunned, and suddenly remembered that on the building boat, those primordial babies seemed to have said...... "Capture him alive, maybe you can use the blood of the holy relics to open the boundary gate of the Infernal Hell!"

The Fuer people have been looking for trouble one after another, from attacking the building boat to hearing about the "saints", and now Zhuang Lingge has lost the blood of the holy relics, I am afraid that it will not be able to do anything with them.

Most of Qingzhou was in chaos, and they rushed out of the city to find the thieves who stole the blood of the holy relics. If it weren't for the sound of the cold that made Zhuang Lingge turn into a human form by mistake, I'm afraid that no one would have found out that the blood of the holy relic had been stolen.

Although the wound was still new, the people had no clue how to find the thief.

It was getting late, and the cold sound couldn't help, so he had to follow Chongjue to the hospitality courtyard to rest.

The people of Banqingzhou carried lamps to go from house to house to look for strangers, and when they caught one, they went to prison without saying a word, and then interrogated them carefully.

There was a commotion throughout Yunting.

Only the courtyard was lit with lights, and it was quiet and peaceful. Chongjue sat on the couch and lowered his eyes and lit incense.

Su Hansheng lay on the small case and looked at his hands, his mind didn't know what to think about again, when Chongjue pinched the lid of the incense burner, the five fingers with distinct bones were slightly twisted, and his whole face was red to the root of his ears.

He let out a "whin" and buried his head in the crook of his arm, ashamed and angry.

Chongjue frowned at him.

What do you think, the roots of your ears are red like this?

"Uncle." Su Hansheng buried his head, and the urn opened his mouth angrily, trying to dissipate the filthy desires in his heart. "Can the blood of the Holy Relic really open the Infernal Boundary?"

Chongjue sat cross-legged, fiddled with the Buddha beads with his eyes closed, and said lightly: "The Infernal Prison suppressed countless Fuer clans, but it was only a few drops of blood on the holy relics, and it couldn't be completely opened."

Su Hansheng raised his head slightly, only revealing a pair of eyes, and looked at him with a blank eye: "What if it can be opened? Will the people down there be able to return to the world?"

Chongjue didn't want to distinguish with his childish "what if", so he only said: "Maybe."

Su Hansheng was in a panic, and when he saw Chongjue's attitude of ignoring him, he whispered: "Uncle?" Chongjue ignored him.

Su Hansheng was still thinking about what Zhuang Qu had taught this person, so he quietly propped up half of his body on the couch, approached Chongjue little by little, and said tentatively: "Uncle?

Chongjue? Are you still angry?"

The young man's breath was hot, and as soon as he approached, Chongjue flicked his hand with the Buddha beads, and when he opened his eyes slightly, he saw that Su Hansheng was holding his hand and approaching him.

The face that had been magnified several times suddenly approached, Chongjue's pupils trembled, and he subconsciously retreated.

Su was stunned.

Chongjue also noticed the loss of shape after hiding back, straightened up again with a calm face, and said coldly: "Presumptuous, call the elders by their names, who taught you the etiquette?"

"I ...... I'm apologizing to my uncle. Su Hansheng was stunned, and whispered, "That sentence is just my momentary gaffe, uncle, don't be angry, I'll copy the Buddhist scriptures three times when I go back."

Chongjue: "You ......"

He probably didn't bother to distinguish it from the cold sound, so he closed his eyes coldly and played with the Buddha beads quickly, looking like he was about to spark.

The cold voice is unknown, so why did you apologize and seem to be more angry? It was as if he had trivialized the man.

Su Hansheng had just regained his vitality, and he couldn't sleep for the time being at night, so he looked for Chongjue to talk and had a cold face, so he had to take out the disciple seal sullenly, and looked at Xu Nan's spiritual power intently.

He wanted to use his spiritual power to write a few words and pass them on, to test whether his senior brother was angry, but he didn't write a word in the middle of the night.

Just when Su Hansheng was frowning, a burst of spiritual power fluctuations suddenly came from the disciple seal.

Su Hansheng thought it was Xu Nanlian, and suddenly jumped up from the bed, so anxious: "What to do, what to do, what to do!" Senior brother came to scold him! But he wasn't ready.

The claws were shaking, and I didn't know where to poke it unintentionally, and the transmission came out directly, floating in the air.

Su Shaojun was so frightened that he immediately held his breath.

But what came from inside was not Xu Nanli's voice, but Wu Baili. "Su Shaojun ......"

Su Hansheng immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole person spread out on the bed like a cake. It's not a senior brother, but fortunately it's Ubaili.

…… No, wait!

Ubaili?!

Su Hansheng turned into a human form again, and inadvertently bit his fingers and trembled to listen to the transmission, and at the same time kept begging the gods and Buddhas from all walks of life in his heart: "Bodhisattva Buddha immeasurable heavenly bless, don't ask the bow, don't ask the bow......"

Ubriel said, "Where is my bow?"

Chilling Voice: "......"

break

, broken.

After waking up from the cold sound, he had been worrying about his legs, hair, and his life, and left Wu Baili's bow directly behind, and at this time the "creditor" finally found the door.

Su Hansheng pretended to be dead for a while, made full mental preparations, and passed the sermon back sickly. "Baili, I'm sorry, I accidentally broke the bow, I will compensate you for a new one, and then you can pick it every year."

He waited for a response in fear.

After a long time, Wu Baili replied: "Oh, you're not in Luowuzhai?" Su Hansheng: "?" Could it be that this person hasn't been back for so long to kill Luowu Zhai to find him?

Su Hansheng trembled and said, "No, I'm in Banqingzhou, and I can't go back until I wait." "Okay." Ubaili said, "Wait until you come back." Su Hansheng was even more worried.

Just as he couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, another voice came out of the disciple's seal. The cold sound probably broke the jar, and poked the transmission away with a calm face, intending to see what bad luck was waiting for him.

But this time the voice is Zhuang Lingxiu: "Is Xiao Xiao still awake? Can I trouble you to come to my brother's quarters, who are clamoring to see you? "

Su Hansheng was worried that he had nothing to do: "Okay, I'll be there soon."

After rushing out in his clothes, he saw Chongjue still meditating with his eyes closed on the couch, and the action of playing with the Buddha beads in his hand had stopped, and he seemed to be completely settled.

Su Hansheng stared at the beautiful hands for a long time, looked left and right like a thief, and suddenly stepped forward on tiptoe, secretly rubbing his claws and gently wiping them on Chongjue's hand holding the Buddha beads.

After feeling the slightly cool jade-like touch, Su Hansheng withdrew his hand with satisfaction and ran away.

Chongjue opened his eyes indescribably and looked at the child's distant back. Su Xiao Xiao ...... Is it really the kind of stubborn child who will not be beaten and will never repent as Zhuang Qu said?

As soon as the sound of the cold rushed into the night, he was shivered by the cold. He didn't think much about it, and walked quickly to Zhuang Lingge's residence in the daytime.

The courtyard was brightly lit, Zhuang Qu went to catch the thief aggressively, Zhuang Lingge guarded the dense guards in a radius of one mile, and he would not even put a fly in it.

Su Hansheng walked in quickly: "Senior Brother Zhuang?"

Zhuang Lingxiu wiped Zhuang Lingge's face with a wet handkerchief beside the bed, and when he saw this, he hurriedly waved to Shu Hansheng: "Xiao Xiao, come."

Candles were lit in the inner room. The sound of the cold walked over, and the wind from the hem of his clothes blew out several lights on the ground

。

Zhuang Lingge was half-leaning on the soft pillow, but the face similar to Zhuang Lingxiu was like a puppet without a soul, the dragon pupil looked at the cold sound, and suddenly raised his hand vigorously.

Su Hansheng moved a small stool and sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes swept and he was slightly stunned.

Layers of thin green scales had appeared on the back of Zhuang Lingge's hand, and even his nails had become sharp, as if he was about to turn into a dragon.

Su Hansheng tried to reach over and gently hold Zhuang Lingge's dragon claws. Suddenly, the cyan scales seemed to have been dissolved, and quietly retracted back into Zhuang Lingge's body.

Su Han's voice was slightly stunned. A touch of surprise appeared on Zhuang Lingxiu's face: Xiao Xiao can really suppress his brother's dragon form!

Shu Hansheng didn't understand how he did it at all, and looked at Zhuang Lingge's clean hands in confusion. He was just about to put it back, but he saw Zhuang Lingge, who had always been soft, suddenly grabbed his five fingers, and the strength was so strong that the green tendons on the back of his hand were slightly violent

Rise.

Bird ......

Su Hansheng frowned slightly in pain, trying to retract. But Zhuang Lingge clung to it tightly, and was still scolding him for being a bird cub.

Su Hansheng only had to be patient and said, "What's the matter?"

Zhuang Lingge stared at him for a long time, and then gently opened his lips: "Don't go."

Obviously, Zhuang Lingxiu and Zhuang Lingxiu are twins, and Zhuang Lingge's face is more immature, but I don't know if it is because of the double dragon pupils, when Zhuang Lingge looks at people, he inexplicably has the illusion of being targeted by evil beasts, and his back is cold.

"I'm not leaving." I can't sleep when I go back anyway, and it's okay to stay here, even if it's the right to repay the kindness of saving my life, "I'm not going anywhere." ”

Zhuang Lingge looked at him for a long time before he realized the meaning of these words, and after humming, he maintained the posture of clenching his claws, closed his eyes, and finally fell asleep.

Su Hansheng's fingers were scratched painfully, and he wanted to pull it out secretly, but he swept it away and saw Zhuang Lingxiu's eyes were red, and there seemed to be tears at the end of his eyes that were illuminated by the candle flame into a warm orange broken light.

Sensing that Su Hansheng was looking at him, Zhuang Lingxiu's eyes narrowed, and he returned to his usual heartlessness in an instant, and said softly: "Shaojun, stay a little longer, my brother will naturally let go after he sleeps."

Su Hansheng pursed his lips, and finally stopped retracting his hand.

"yes, okay."

★ Great ★

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Enter.

Chongjue hadn't slept all night, and he could still feel the crispy numbness left over from being sneakily touched by the cold sound of his hands countless times.

His brows were furrowed, and he had been reciting Buddhist scriptures all night but to no avail, and his heart was in turmoil.

Zhuang Qu walked in, sat down opposite Chongjue skillfully and poured himself a cup of herbal tea, frowned and said: "Haven't you always been in Zen and never leave the incense, how long has this incense been extinguished, why don't you continue to do it?"

Chongjue opened his eyes, and then realized that the incense had been extinguished at some point. His eyes were heavy, he put the Buddha beads on the table, and lowered his eyes to light the incense again.

"How?

Zhuang Qu drank all the herbal tea, and said with a sad face: "There is no clue on the south bank, and I have checked all the people in Banqingzhou overnight and have not found any suspicious person, so I worked all night in vain.

The rekindled smoke curled up, as if smudging Chongjue's picturesque eyebrows and eyes into beautiful ink. A few drops of blood are not enough to open the Infernal Gates.

Zhuang Qu and Shu Xuanlin's friends in the classmate palace back then, and they were in charge of most of Qingzhou, so they naturally knew a lot of secrets back then. The rotten Kepu of the Fuer clan records countless forbidden arts, and the three holy relics of 2,000 years ago have all fallen into his hands, I am worried......

Chongjue put the lid of the incense burner back, and there was a crisp "click".

"Even if the holy blood is supplemented by the formation, it will only open a gap in the boundary gate. Even if the Fuer clan crossed the boundary, they would be shattered by the laws of the Heavenly Dao.

Zhuang Qu said: "Really?"

Well.

Zhuang Qu seemed to have found the backbone of the main heart, and sighed helplessly: "Fortunately, I don't want to be an accomplice of the apostates."

After unloading the burden, he was interested in drinking tea, took out the new tea and re-brewed it, sniffed in the rich aroma of tea, and said: "This is the new tea that Zou Zhi just sent, try it, if it is delicious, you can bring it back."

Chongjue moved: Zou Zhi has been here? Well, right in front of and behind you.

Chongjue was thoughtful.

Zhuang Qu took a sip of good tea, didn't know what to think of, coughed dryly, and said tentatively: "Hey, I heard that kid from the Hanshan Sect seems to be a dead ball, is Xiao Xiao and his Hong's case contract solved?

Chongjue looked at him coldly: "What are you asking for?"

Zhuang Qu has a big grin, he can talk to anyone, he is also a peer, he can beat Xuanlin Xianjun without saying a word

People collect debts, but every time I meet this world-honored person who is like an immortal, I am still inexplicably stunned in my heart.

"Ahem." Zhuang Qu rubbed his nose and said, My eldest son seems to be very clingy to Xiao Xiao, just now I went to take a look, he had to hold Xiao Xiao's hand to fall asleep, so I was thinking......

Before he finished speaking, Chongjue said coldly: No.

At this time, he was so bold that he dared to touch his uncle's hand, if he made a marriage contract with a man again, then he couldn't climb into his uncle's bed and splash?

Chongjue has made up his mind, he wants to let Su Xiaoxiao correct his frivolous temper first, and wait for the marriage contract to be discussed after the crown, so he naturally refuses to let anyone take him badly.

No matter how good Zhuang Lingge's temper is, he can't do it.

What is not allowed? Zhuang Qu shuddered, after knowing each other for so many years, it was the first time he had seen Chongjue's cold appearance, he pondered that he didn't seem to have said the wrong thing, and said dryly, "I just want to let Lingge go to the Wendao Academy with me, at least I won't be able to turn into a dragon for many years and can't recover."

Chongjue: ...

Chongjue fiddled with the Buddha beads again, clicking.

He said coldly: "Then why did you ask Qi Jian for no reason?"

Zhuang Qu said: "Lingge and Xiao Xiao seem to need physical contact to suppress the dragon form, and it is not a big deal for two ordinary men to touch each other, but our Xiao Xiao is not an iron broken sleeve, I am worried that if the Hongke case with Qi Jianyi is not dissolved, others will see him and Linggola pulling for fear of being gossiped."

Chongjue took a deep breath: Xiao Xiao...... Is it an iron broken sleeve? Who told you?

"Xiao Xiao is himself." Zhuang Qu said innocently, I just went to the side and asked him, Xiao Xiao said categorically that he was an iron broken sleeve, huh? Don't you know this?

Chongjue: ...............

There was silence all around, save for the gurgling of tea on the small stove.

After a long time, Chongjue rubbed his eyebrows, suppressed his emotions, and almost floated a few words out of his teeth. Didn't you say there was a rattan before?

Zhuang Qu: ......

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Su Hansheng didn't know that he was going to be beaten, and he lay on the bed and yawned. Senior brother, where should I go to find an exact one of the bows of Wubaili? It feels like the day I go back to the school palace is the time of fate.

/> Zhuang Lingxiu leaned against the bedpost and lazily folded his arms, and said lightly: "Difficult, Wu Baili's family background is good, that bow seems to be made of vine from the sacred tree, and it is extremely hard......

Oh, the kind of hardness that breaks with a single blow?

"Can a Silver Lantern Strike compare to other attacks?" Zhuang Lingxiu held Zhuang Lingge's hand, fiddling with his brother's jade-like hand boredly, and said, If it had been changed to other bows, it would have been knocked into powder a long time ago.

The cold sound suddenly wilted.

But it doesn't matter. "Zhuang Lingxiu appeased him, Bubei has some friendship with the lord of the Ink Fetus Zhai in other years, you repair a letter to Bubei, and ask him to go to the Moti Zhai for you to ask if there is a bow of the same material.

The cold voice wilted even more: "I—I don't dare."

What's not to dare to do here?" Zhuang Lingdao, Didn't you spend your vitality a few days ago and have been sleeping in the Buddha hall, and I went to see you after class in the north, I couldn't eat enough and didn't sleep well every day, and I was worried that people would lose weight a lot.

Su Hansheng's eyes lit up: Really?

"Naturally, if you don't believe that you are directly using the disciple seal to connect with him with spiritual power now, he must still be awake, and he is so worried about your affairs that he has not slept yet.

It's the third watch now, and Su Hansheng hesitated for a long time before he gritted his teeth slightly and decided to give it a try.

If there is no one connected to the spiritual power, you can directly cut it off and treat it as if nothing happened; If someone is connected, it means that Xu Nanzhi is really worried that he has not slept all night. Very good, very good.

Su Hansheng took a deep breath and quietly took the disciple seal to poke Xu Nan's spiritual power. Spider-like spiritual power spread away.

The two held their breath and waited for Xu Nanzhi's movement. In less than three breaths, spider silk like smoke suddenly tightened in the air.

Xu Nan connected with spiritual power!

Su Hansheng immediately burst into joy, and his eyes were slightly red: "Senior brother!"

The senior brother was really worried about him, and he hadn't even ...... three watches

What's up?! Xu Nanlian's impatient voice came, I'll break it off first, and I'll talk about it when I have time. Cold: ???

Brother?!

Didn't you say that the senior brother was worried about him?!

Zhuang Lingxiu said gently: "Don't be afraid, wait any longer to cut off your spiritual power."

Xu Nanzhi seemed to be running for his life, and his spiritual power was intermittent, and he scolded: "-I am at a loss for your uncle,

I said that you didn't spread that thing, why don't you believe it?! Jin Yiyuan! It must be Jin Yiyuan's dog wantonly promoting...... How do I know how Zhuang Lingxiu knows?! □□! I don't know! You have the kung fu to chase and kill me for two days, why don't you ask Jin Gou?!"

Su Hansheng's face was confused.

What's going on?

The spiritual power was broken for a while and then reconnected, and Xu Nan panted and said, "Xiao Xiao, you are with Zhuang Lingxiu, right? When will you be back?

The cold voice is unknown, so "Tomorrow...... The day after tomorrow, I'm not sure. ”

Xu Nan was yin and yang: "Tell him a word for me, the day he returns to the Taoist Palace will be when his dog's head falls to the ground, wait for him to die."

Chill: ......

Zhuang Lingxiu's face was expressionless, and his eyes were quick to cut off his spiritual power. Su Hansheng looked at him.

Zhuang Lingxiu's eyes bent, and he said softly: "Bubei is still busy, let's look for him tomorrow." Chill: ......