The Buddha hall is lit with candles, and it is extinguished. The bright moon poured down, falling from the window lattice onto the white robe covered with Chongjue, and slanted the sitting figure into the ink-like shadow.

The black shadow suddenly rippled a little, like a pool of ink that had been stirred by someone, and the waves of water rippled in circles. The ripples rippled, and the black shadow gradually twisted and transformed into a tall humanoid form.

Chongjue turned his back to the moonlight and looked forward indifferently.

The man with the same face as him was dressed in black with lotus patterns, and his long hair was loosely tied up with a phoenix dark hairband, and the whole person exuded a completely different temperament from the world's honor.

Treacherous and wicked.

Evil thoughts sat cross-legged with their elbows propped up on their knees, their bony five fingers lazily dragging their faces to the side, and their smiles were full of malice.

"The dignified Sumeru Mountain World Venerable, I actually think about my own nephew, tsk, if Xuanlin knew, I am afraid that he would regret why he didn't send you to the Infernal Prison in the first place."

Chongjue and him looked at each other coldly: "What is that memory?"

The evil thought was still laughing lazily, and his fingers tapped twice on the side of his face at random, and he said casually: "What else can it be, it is naturally your own desire"

Before the words fell, Chongjue's moqing eyes moved, and the body that had just turned into a solid body suddenly turned into black ink and smashed back into the shadows.

It took most of the day for the evil thoughts to recondense their bodies, and they glanced at Chongjue with almost disgust, and said coldly: "You said that it was a memory, of course it happened-didn't you retreat for three days some time ago, and it was at that time that I took my body and ...... with Xiao Xiao."

Chongjue suddenly said coldly: "Shut up!"

Evil thought raised an eyebrow.

He has never looked down on the compassion of "repaying grievances with virtue", he only feels stupid, since he was forcibly separated by Su Xuanlin for more than ten years, this person has always been cold and indifferent, even if he is gentle, he only faces the cold sound, as if he has never seen him so angry.

The evil thoughts were not frightened, but added fuel to the fire, and he leaned forward and stared straight at Chongjue's Mo Qing eyes full of anger. The two were separated by a bright moonlight, one black and one white, as if they were separated by a moat.

"What are you angry about?" The evil thought Xue Pupil was weird, and he seemed to smile and said, "It's as if you are innocent." "The high-ranking world-honored one, isn't it the same with filthy desires. Read.

Chongjue looked at him coldly, with an almost rare anger in his eyes: "Put away your disgusting thoughts, if you dare to touch him again, I won't be as merciful as Xuanlin." "

Evil thoughts laughed when they heard this: "Disgusting? People are born with desires. Hopefully, I am frank and open, and I have always been casual, unlike some people who say it themselves

If you don't do it, you dare to accuse me from above?"

Chongjue's hand holding the Buddha beads moved. A vast spiritual power rose out of thin air, heading straight towards the suppression of evil thoughts.

Evil thoughts laughed loudly, the wide sleeves shook, the pitch-black robe flew in the wind, and a demon-slaying pestle with undried blood marks suddenly appeared, he held it heavily, and the blood marks and rust above shook and fell.

Two spiritual powers, one green and one black, were opposite the Buddha Hall, and the swinging spiritual power made the void distort slightly.

Evil Thoughts said with a smile: "Just a small memory makes you lose your temper like this? Oh, if the ninety-nine bone chain is unraveled, all those related memories will completely enter your sea of knowledge, won't you be crazy?"

Chongjue waved coldly: "Get out!" Isn't that enough, there are other memories?!

Evil thoughts laughed. Who would have thought that the Shizun, who usually has no waves in the ancient well, would be so angry that he spoke ill of him.

Seeing that Chongjue was probably really going to kill, he accepted the evil thoughts when he saw it, quickly pushed back into the shadows, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

"For the sake of you and me, I would like to give you a piece of advice—within twelve years, the Tower of Babel will collapse again, and then someone will surely listen to the heavens again and coerce the four holy relics to sacrifice."

Chongjue held the hand of the Buddha beads for a moment.

Within 12 years?

"Twelve years ago, I didn't want to die." The evil thoughts' eyes suddenly became cold, "Twelve years later, don't even think that I can achieve that hypocritical Heavenly Dao with my own body. Thou art merciful and willing to sacrifice, don't drag me. "

With that, his entire body completely disappeared into the shadows.

The entire Buddha hall returned to calm, Chongjue sat alone in a mess, the Buddha beads hung on his wrist, and his pupils moved slightly.

Just then, a familiar voice appeared. "Uncle?"

Chongjue was stunned and looked up slightly.

In the middle of the night, he walked over with a lamp in disheveled clothes, he hadn't woken up yet, his voice was nasal, and he glared in confusion: "What happened?"

The mood that had been forcibly suppressed suddenly surged, Chongjue just glanced at Su Hansheng in a hurry, but his eyes seemed to be burned, and he moved away almost embarrassedly.

Chong Jue, who was forcibly instilled with evil thoughts, didn't dare to touch it again, he waved his hand expressionlessly, and restored the messy Buddhist hall to its original state, with an indifferent voice.

"It's nothing, go back to sleep."

Shu Hansheng shook his head, casually put the lamp on the small case, and curled up in Chong

Jue's side, tugging on his sleeve and drowsy. He didn't sleep much awake at all, and he didn't have the ordinary eyes that were seen through at a glance, subconsciously relied on Chongjue, and said cowardly: "I was scared awake from a nightmare." ”

Su Hansheng's head only touched Chongjue's knee where he was sitting cross-legged, but Chongjue felt a hot heat pass up the place where the void was close to each other, almost making him subconsciously run away.

Mount Meru Shizun forcibly stabilized his expression, closed his eyes and moved the Buddha beads, and his heart was pure out of sight.

Su Hansheng was wearing thin clothes, curled up on the ground and trembled slightly, he was probably really frightened by the nightmare, his little face was as white as paper, and he waited and waited without waiting for Chongjue to speak, so he had to ask and answer himself.

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#34; What nightmare did Xiao Xiao have?

I dreamed that my uncle didn't care about me, and I was caught digging up the phoenix bones, covered in blood, so that every day should not be called the earth and the earth.

Chongjue still didn't speak.

Su Hansheng had no choice but to continue to talk to himself.

Uncle will not ignore Xiao Xiao, let alone let others hurt you. Thank you, uncle.

Chongjue: .

Chongjue stirred the Buddha beads, listening to the cold sound so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting, but he was still chirping and answering himself like a stream, and only after a while did he whisper: Sleep.

Su Hansheng shook his head: "I'm not sleepy."

Chongjue still had his eyes closed, and his mind was full of chaotic thoughts that he couldn't figure out.

The cold sound was close to his legs and hummed, even if Chongjue recited more Buddhist scriptures, it was useless, he tried for a long time, and finally gave up completely, sighed silently, and opened his eyes with a light movement of his eyelashes.

I'm not going to ignore you......

As soon as these words came out, Chongjue's eyes swept away, and he saw that the cold voice that was still saying "I'm not sleepy" just now had already dragged his sleeve and fell asleep.

Chonghuan:

Although the Buddha hall is covered with mats, it is on the ground after all, cold and hard, Chongjue will pick up the cold sound and send it back to the couch in the backyard.

Su Hansheng seemed to be still having a nightmare, his brows were always tightly wrinkled, and as soon as he was put on the couch, his whole body trembled suddenly, and he subconsciously reached out to hook the neck of the person in front of him.

Chongjue stiffened.

Su Hansheng's long hair was spread on the pillow indiscriminately, his face was pale and weak, Xu had been burned by the phoenix bone all year round, and only his lips were red. His hand was grabbing Chongjue's shoulder, as if he didn't want to

He left, his brows furrowed tightly, as if grasping the last straw, and muttered: Chongjue......

Chongjue's eyes suddenly flashed a snow-white.

The scene in front of him seemed to quietly overlap and merge with the fleeting memory of Fang Cai's evil thoughts, and the cold voice raised his head and gasped, and the hand that grabbed his shoulder like a cry for help also turned into an unbearable desire when holding the rain and clouds. Read.

Chongjue's whole person was stiff and unable to move, so he could only stare at the people below him in amazement.

When he opened his beautiful amber eyes, they no longer had the usual cunning and clear vitality, but seemed to be covered with a layer of loose mist.

He climbed Chongjue's shoulders and got up slightly, his long hair and robe drooping down, revealing Lianli's facial features and slender neck.

Su Hansheng gently kissed the corner of Chongjue's lips, and his eyebrows and eyes carried a bewitchment that was unfamiliar to Chongjue, and he chuckled and whispered to him. "Uncle."

Boom –

A Sanskrit sound mixed with thunder suddenly sounded in his ears, and Chongjue retreated sharply as if he had escaped from purgatory, looking ahead in shock.

After his eyes were scattered, Su Hansheng was lying on the bed on all fours, and he turned over with a chatter, Xu pressed his hair, and the pain made him "hiss" in his sleep.

Chongjue looked at it in amazement.

That's all....

Just hallucinations.

Big big

I had a nightmare all night.

The despair and pain in the dream made him cry several times in the middle of the night, until he was woken up by the morning bell in a daze, he sat on the bed and thought for a long time before he vaguely remembered.

The nightmare that caused him last night was simply because he bought two glasses of sugar water, but the stall owner only gave him a small wooden spoon. Su Hansheng's face was green, what a dream.

Su Hansheng dressed and washed up, originally wanted to go to Chongjue, but after thinking carefully about Chongjue's avoidance of himself last night, he would definitely ignore him again this morning.

When I come over in the evening after class, I have to eat a closed door.

Don't bother people.

After he got out of class, he went to the second senior sister to learn from him, how to make a man's heart move and couldn't do without him.

Having said that, when passing by the front door of the Buddha hall, Su Hansheng still couldn't help but sneak a glance into the screen. Chongjue did not leave, but made tea there early in the morning.

Su shuan pouted again.

Make tea early in the morning, no wonder you can't sleep at night and play in the Buddhist hall.

Chilling sounds

After the belly slander, he was about to leave upside down, when he heard the screen behind Chongjue suddenly said: "Xiao Xiao, come and have breakfast." Su Hansheng was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look outside at the sky under the cover of the floating clouds. Sunrise in the East, no problem.

Chongjue: What for? Su made an "oh" sound, turned back, and obediently walked over and sat down.

Chongjue pushed over the pastries that Su Hansheng loved to eat, and made tea skillfully and gracefully with his eyes down, as if the power of Su Hansheng's vain attempt to hook him yesterday had never happened.

Su Hansheng couldn't feel Chongjue's mood for a while, so he had to eat breakfast obediently. I always feel that today's Chongjue is weird.

Chongjue poured a cup of hot tea for Su Hansheng, and said lightly: Today I have asked Zou Zhi for leave for you, where do you want to go, I will accompany you.

Su Hansheng was gnawing on pastries like a hamster, and he was stunned when he heard the words, looking at him suspiciously.

Yes?

"Tomorrow I will go back to Mount Meru for retreat, and it will be about ten years before I get out." Chongjue always lowered his eyes and didn't look at the eyes of Su Hansheng, and his tone was no different from usual, Today is the last day with you, you can go wherever you want.

The cold voice was completely stunned. Didn't you say that it was only two or three years, how could you wake up and suddenly change for ten years?