There was an unprecedented torrential rain in Banqingzhou.

Su Hansheng was so disgusted that he wanted to walk on tiptoe, and he screamed when he was splashed by the rain, but Zhuang Qu was so happy that he came to Chongjue early in the morning with wine to celebrate.

"Long Buyu, it seems that today is really a good day for my Lingge." Zhuang Qu patted the mud of the seal, and didn't care whether Chongjue gave a response or not, and chatted to himself, "On the day Lingge Lingxiu was born, I buried a few jars of self-brewed wine under the roots of the main tree, and I thought that I was digging when the two got married, but now I made an exception and took out one jar...... Well, what a fragrant wine, a glass of Shizun. "

As soon as the title of "Shizun" came out, Zhuang Qu realized that it was not suitable, and quickly laughed a few times, resealed the wine, and re-brewed the tea.

Behind the screen, Chongjue seemed to be changing clothes. Zhuang Qu didn't say anything more, and waited patiently for Shizun to come out.

I just waited for a long time, but there was still no movement behind the screen, and there was a faint sound of water coming constantly. "World-honored?"

Chongjue lowered his eyes and looked at the water in the plate, and his face was faintly visible from the swaying water waves.

The jaw couldn't stop falling down, dripping onto the surface of the water and causing ripples in circles, which could not be calmed down for a long time.

He had been washing with water for a long time, but there was still a burning sensation on his lips that were "offended" by the cold sound, as if they had been ignited by a phoenix bone fire.

Counting the days, it seems that the phoenix bone is going to attack in these days. Maybe it's really burned.

Zhuang Qu tentatively said outside the screen: "Shizun, are you okay?" Chongjue couldn't wash away the heat on his lips, wiped his hands with a dry towel with a calm face, put on his robe and walked out of the screen, and glanced at Zhuang Qu indifferently.

Zhuang Lingxiu's faceless and skinless eighty percent learned from his father, even if Shizun wrote "chase away guests" all over his face, Zhuang Qu still sat back on the couch by himself, chattering: "I have already agreed with Zou Zhi just now, let Lingge follow Xiao Xiao to Wendao Xue Palace to see if he can stabilize the human form."

Zou Zhiben disagreed, worried that if Zhuang Lingge suddenly turned into his original form, he would have to collapse the Wendao Palace.

But there is a time limit for Zhuang Lingge to completely transform from a human to a dragon, at first the scales grow on his hands, then the scales on the side of his face, and the dragon horns on his forehead, and it will take about a month to completely transform into the huge dragon shape like a continuous mountain range.

If the cold sound can't be suppressed, Zhuang Lingge can temporarily turn into a small dragon and fly back to Banqingzhou with the wind. Very insured.

Zou Zhi finally agreed, and went to the cave mansion for Zhuang Lingge, making sure that others could not easily approach the holy relics. However, Zhuang Lingge is young, but his cultivation has reached the realm of transforming gods, and he is only one step away from the Mahayana period

。 Almost no one in the Three Realms could hurt him.

Solving all his worries, Zhuang Qucai unloaded a big stone in his heart and ran to drink with Chongjue, who was not familiar with him

Tea.

Chongjue sat there silently, drank all the poured tea, and tasted nothing.

Zhuang Qu was stunned and looked at him in surprise.

He has known Chongjue for many years, although he has not had a deep friendship, but he knows that this person is the master of Mount Meru, who recites the Buddha all the year round, and the Zen sense is almost infiltrated in his bones.

Zhuang Qu looked back to see Chongjue... He thought about the wording, if it was compared between Chongjue and ordinary humans, eighty percent would already be upset to the point of turning around at this time.

"Ahem." Zhuang Qu rose to the challenge and chatted with the World Venerable without fear, "The World Venerable is injured? Look at your lips...... Oh, my ears are all red, is it because Banqingzhou is too wet?"

Chongjue: "......"

Chongjue began to pluck the Buddha beads again, and there was a crisp click. The Buddhist beads used for meditation are almost comparable to the thunder that disturbs the people outside.

Zhuang Qu was understanding, took out a small porcelain bottle from the storage ring for a long time, and put it on the table.

"The humidity of Mizusawa is too heavy, Shizun has been in the snow mountain all year round to participate in meditation, it is normal not to adapt to the climate, this box of elixir is obtained by me from Shangyuan Prefecture, and it has the effect of killing the flesh and bones of the dead. It is said that as long as there is still a breath, the size of a fingernail can be cured in an instant after applying this medicine - Shizun try it. "

Chongjue didn't look at it, poured another cup of tea for himself, and drank it again in silence. Zhuang Qu was not embarrassed, pushed the medicine over with a smile, and continued to talk about Zhuang Lingge.

"…… Speaking of Xiao Xiao, Xie Zhizhi is really good at taking children, as soon as he heard that he wanted to help Ling Ge stabilize his human form, he agreed without saying a word, he was very well-behaved, hey, Su Xuanlin is a good dog, he can give birth to such a well-behaved son, I think Xiao Xiao is still with his mother, gentle and obedient. "

Chongjue's hand holding the teacup tightened slightly. Gentle and obedient? Is it the "gentleness" of the words of the tiger and the wolf, and the "obedience" of the profligate behavior?

Zhuang Qu praised Su Hansheng fiercely, and finally saw the dagger in the end, and said cautiously: "Xiao Xiao is still young, not very sensible, if he is offensive in words, eighty percent is not his intention, Shizun...... Or don't be so harsh on him. "

It's a beautiful word, but it can be summed up in one sentence. - It's just a best friend's child, why are you still typing?

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"Poor hospitality." Chongjue finally spoke coldly, "Go slowly." Zhuang Qu: "......"

It wasn't until Zhuang Zhangjiao was dizzy and walked out of the distance that he gasped unbelievably. It has always been like an immortal outside the Three Realms, how could he be so rude to chase away guests?

Chongjue raised his hand to brush away the porcelain tiles and tea stains on the ground with spiritual power, and his boudoir eyes played with the green jade Buddha beads on his wrists.

It's just that the Buddhist scriptures that have always calmed people's minds are useless at this time, and he recites the Buddha with his eyes closed, but his mind is completely disturbed by the provocative kiss.

The rain was still falling outside the window.

The rain poured down from the eaves as if it had broken beads, stirring up the water on the ground in a messy ripple after circle.

Chongjue finished reciting a Buddhist scripture with a blank face, but his heart became more and more depressed. After many years of attending Zen and worshipping the Buddha, the World-Honored One never knew what this unprovoked emotion was called, and only wanted to forcibly press it back to the bottom of his heart.

But the mood was like a storm of wind sweeping through a wildfire-ridden wasteland, and the more it hindered it, the more connected it became.

"Uncle, I know more than you."

"I—I'm not going to kiss you offended anymore, and I'm not going to call you by your name anymore!" …… Beware that I come in the middle of the night and kiss you to death!"

Chongjue's brows were furrowed, the hand that plucked the Buddha bead stopped completely, and the fingertips of his two fingers pinched the green jade Buddha bead tightly, wanting to suppress the strange emotions in his heart but he couldn't do it at all.

The feeling that had never been felt before was almost overwhelming. Chongjue no longer recites Buddhist scriptures, pinching the trick to force himself to settle down, and completely get rid of that chaotic thought.

After entering meditation, all the emotions that disturbed his mind disappeared in an instant, and the sea of consciousness was an endless white, like the boundless snow of Mount Meru.

The familiar scene finally calmed Chongjue's mind. Suddenly, "Uncle." Chongjue was stunned.

In the sea of pure white and palpitating knowledge, a warm hand gently hooked Chongjue's hanging fingers. Chongjue looked down in a daze.

The cub, which had not yet reached his thighs, was covered with black hair, tiptoeing to reach his hands, and its amber eyes were like beautiful beeswax, and the snow shone so brightly that it was soulless.

"Uncle." Xiao Xiao, who looked like a cub, stepped on the snow, his eyes were crooked, and he called him crisply, "Uncle, don't be angry, Xiao Xiao will be well-behaved, Xiao Xiao will be a good boy if he listens to his uncle."

Chongjue looked at him silently for a long time, and his heart, which had been tempered by the wind and snow for thousands of years, seemed to have become soft. He was about to lean over to hug Xiao Xiao

The knee-high snow on the ground blew up violently and fell one after another, almost blinding people's eyes.

Chongjue's hands seemed to be held by a pair of slender hands.

After the wind and snow dissipated, the adult Shu Hansheng held his hand, the corners of his lips curled, with a vivid and sly smile, and the tail note dragged out his name.

"Chongjue

。 ”

Chongjue's blue eyes seemed to be chaotic with the raging wind and snow around him, his hands were stiff and he couldn't move, allowing this agile young man to climb up his slender five fingers along his wrists little by little.

In the end, Su Hansheng grabbed Chongjue's shoulders with both hands, and tried to tiptoe close to Chongjue.

The young man's voice was clear and lively, but at this time, he inexplicably suppressed his tone deeply, almost with an angry voice: "Uncle, I am a bad thing in my bones, do you want to overtake me?

Chongjue's pupils shrank suddenly. Su Hansheng climbed his shoulder and laughed, and then suddenly covered his lips.

Rumble. The slender boy turned into a snowflake and shattered into Chongjue's arms.

At the same time, Chongjue's brows were furrowed, and cold sweat was falling from his forehead, as if he couldn't wake up in a deep nightmare no matter what.

The spiritual power of the Mahayana period was restless, and from time to time it revealed a few traces and shattered the surrounding furnishings.

In the sea of knowledge, the cold sound turned into snowflakes again and again. Chongjue lost his temper rarely, and when the snowflakes condensed the cold sound again, he subconsciously took half a step back.

Su Hansheng was stunned for a while, and stood in place sadly, not as cheerful as the previous times. He said blankly: Uncle, don't you want me?

Without warning, Su Xiaoxiao, who suddenly turned into a cub, looked at him with tears in his eyes. "Uncle...... Is Xiao Xiao not well-behaved?"

Chongjue's lips moved slightly, but he didn't know how to react.

Su Xiaoxiao didn't wait for his response, and suddenly seemed to be angry, took out a string of Buddhist beads out of nowhere, and gnawed angrily on the rope with his baby teeth.

Chongjue was stunned.

Su Xiaoxiao exerted his strength to feed, and the baby teeth slammed hard, and the rope that had been sharpened for a long time finally broke. He glared at Chongjue, almost showing off: "I've been a bad thing since I was a child."

Bang.

Buddha beads are scattered, like a bone chain like a swimming snake.

Chongjue, who was settled, opened his eyes - only this time the pupils were not ordinary dark blue, but like a thick layer of snow. Weird and weird.

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Chongjue was shocked, as if he had walked out of purgatory, and an unprecedented feeling filled his chest, and he hurriedly passed by, vaguely remembering that it seemed to be ......

Evil thoughts?

Before Chongjue could think about it, a snow-white flash disappeared from his eyes.

Several slender bone chains passed through the spiritual root meridians, accompanied by scattered ink □□ floating around the body, as if it was trapped in a cage.

The bone chain seemed to have added two in succession, penetrating Chongjue's heart and spreading to the void in the distance.

Chongjue's pupils moved. The snow has dissipated, and the ink is blue again.

Chongjue's brows were furrowed, rubbing his beating heart, and it took a while to calm down.

He didn't dare to settle down again, so he could only stir the Buddha beads in a vain attempt to distract himself, but the burning sensation on his lips was still there, accompanied by a strange tingling, which made it difficult for Chongjue to ignore it.

Shizun closed his eyes and recited a few Buddhist scriptures, and suddenly opened his eyes, with a rare complication and confusion between his eyebrows, and looked at the small porcelain vase left by Zhuang Qu on the table.

Raise the flesh and bones of the dead. Xu can subside the scorching heat of the phoenix bone fire.

Big big

After a rain, most of the perennial fog barriers in Banqingzhou have dissipated, and you can see a clear blue sky when you look up.

After going to Zhuang Lingge's residence to suppress the dragon scales on the back of his hand, he didn't want to go back to share a room with Chongjue's annoying good man.

He lay on Zhuang Lingge's bed and rested for a while, and was awakened by the disciple seal on his waist in a daze.

At dawn, Zhuang Lingge's residence was empty, and the two brothers didn't know where they went. Su Hansheng was sleepy-eyed, and his fingers picked up the disciple seal, and I don't know where it touched it, and a spiritual power message came out directly.

Yuan Qian's voice came from it. Shaojun! Where have you been? It's time to come back to class after the festival is over!

Su Hansheng didn't hear the content clearly, and when he heard Yuan Qian, he subconsciously thought of Wu Baili, who was inseparable from him, and jumped up from the bed suddenly, drawing a big cake vaguely without opening his eyes.

Baili, I will compensate, I will compensate your bow, and I will compensate when I go back.

Soon, the sound of Begging Zhao also came slowly.

Shaojun, I looked for you yesterday, it seems that I am not in Luowuzhai, I am afraid that you don't know, so I remind you that the students of Wendao School Palace will be absent from school for two days without reason, and they will be deducted eight points, and they will also wear a bundle.

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At this moment, Zhuang Lingxiu walked over with a bunch of snacks from Banqingzhou, and said curiously: What kind of absenteeism?

Su Hansheng has sobered up a lot, and scratched his hair indiscriminately: "Qi Fuzhao reminded me that I would be deducted points for absenteeism without reason, and my senior brother helped me ask for leave, where will the punishment hall deduct my points?

Zhuang Lingxiu raised his eyebrows: Why don't you ask for leave? Yes, yes, he looks irritable, but in fact he is careful.

Su Hansheng was about to tie up his long hair, and when he heard this, he was stunned and looked at Zhuang Lingxiu blankly: You ...... Didn't you ask me for leave?

Huh?" Zhuang Lingxiu's face was puzzled, "I don't know your mountain chief, shouldn't you invite it yourself?" Chill: ......

Everyone is stupid. His mind was full of "Ahhh

Zhuang Lingxiu also understood what the problem was, and hurriedly asked: Did Shizun help you invite, do you want to ask him?

Su Hansheng hurriedly nodded and said okay, but as soon as he got out of bed with his shoes on, he realized that he had been beaten last night, and he also put a bullshit cruel remark......

If he didn't take the initiative to speak in less than half a day, it would be too skinless, shameless and undignified. Su Shaojun can't stand this grievance.

Zhuang Lingxiu sensed his loss and asked him: "What?

Su Hansheng sat back on the bed, lowered his eyes and looked at his toes, I didn't know what I had figured out, I suddenly took a deep breath, and spit out softly,

"Forget it, just deduct points."

Chongjue's behavior last night seemed to make Su Hansheng finally wake up.

In his previous life, he resented Chongjue to the extreme, but in that rotten life, only Chongjue would tolerate everything about him, slaughter Zhuhuai for him just to grind chess pieces, and fight against righteous monks for him......

Even if he starts over again, Chongjue will no longer be the person of the previous life.

For the first time, Su Hansheng realized it like never before.

He had been immersed in his previous life for too long, so long that he was already stunned, and subconsciously thought that whether he had any memories of his previous life or not, Chongjue had to indulge himself as before.

But the person in front of him just has the same skin.

His Chongjue had died in his previous life.

Won't be coming back.

Mount Meru has a noble status, and his cultivation is monstrous

No, naturally he doesn't need a little waste that will only drag his feet to help him. No one will forever indulge in their own vexatious troubles, Shizun is willing to send himself to Banqingzhou, because he is the son of an old friend, if he is as dead and has no boundaries as before, it will be a big joke.

Deduct eight points, and wear a bundle.

Su Hansheng took off the glass Buddha beads that he had been wearing on his wrists, lowered his eyes and looked at them for a long time before taking a deep breath and throwing them on the table. "Click".

…… He no longer takes the initiative to recruit people.