Since the day of the crown, the sound of the cold is no longer afraid of water, and it is also joyful on rainy days.

Hearing that the last year of the Taoist school palace course is very tight, the morning bell rings through the school palace as soon as the day dawns, and the cold sound runs from the Houshan Buddha Hall to Shangshan Xuezhai with an umbrella, and the hem of the clothes is wet by the splashed raindrops, and the water drips down when it jumps.

On the way to school, the torrential rain could not stop the blood boiling of the cold sound, and he made a vow: he will study hard this year and strive to be a smooth teacher!

He and Chongjue are already a generation apart, if they still have to go to school in the school palace, they will always be like a real milky child in front of Chongjue, separated by a moat.

The sound of the cold is ambitious and ambitious.

…… When I arrived at Xuezhai, I listened to the unintelligible Heart Sutra of the mountain chief's car, and the sound of falling rain outside, and planted it on the table with a "bang".

Slept.

Ambition, let's talk about it when you've slept enough.

I slept all day, and it was not until I heard the bell of school that I sat up and sent off the mountain chief.

Yuan Qian skillfully copied a copy of the homework he had to do and gave it to Su Hansheng.

Su Hansheng swept away in a daze, and Deng Shi was frightened: "So many?!" ”

The entire Shangshan School Zhai is in mourning.

Yuan Qian sighed: "Yes, after all, it's the last year, and if you don't work hard, you won't be able to become a teacher." ”

Su Hansheng originally wanted to go back to the Buddha Hall and Chongjue to get tired of it, but looking at this homework, he didn't stop writing all the time, and it was late at night.

Yuan Qian tugged at the pigtail full of cold voices, and said, "Do you want to come to Luowuzhai, let's do our homework together." ”

If it were ordinary, Su Hansheng would have rejected it a long time ago, but when the words came to his mouth, he choked back again, frowning and thinking.

Doing his homework in the Buddhist hall, he must not help but think about Chongjue, and if he encounters someone who doesn't understand, he has to call Chongjue for guidance.

Isn't this more like the elders and juniors?

No, no, no.

Su Hansheng nodded in agreement: "Okay." ”

Yuan Qian raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Aren't the two of them at the stage of deep affection, and they are reluctant to go back to see Shizun during the Lantern Festival?

Su Hansheng did not rely too much on Chongjue, in his opinion, the relationship between the two did not have that earth-shaking influence and change, he would not be filled with his sweetheart without seeing anyone for a day, nor would he be tired and crooked when he stayed together all day and night.

He is a Taoist couple, and he is not a personal servant.

The three of them returned to Luowuzhai from Shangshan Xuezhai, and Su Hansheng sent a message to Chongjue halfway through, saying that they would not return to the Buddha Hall at night.

Chongjue didn't know what he was busy with, so he replied for a long time: "Okay." ”

Su Hansheng had already arrived at Luowu Zhai's residence in Wubaili, spread out the scroll and began to draw talismans.

Disciple Yin came from Chongjue's response, he raised his hand to extinguish it, and continued to work.

Yuan Qian was single-minded, with a stroke on the tip of his tail, and he was still flipping through books in his hands, and he still had the heart to watch the excitement: "Lantern Festival, is this twisted melon sweet?" ”

"Don't call me Lantern Festival." Su Hansheng didn't raise his head, finished drawing the cumbersome talisman in one go, blew the ink marks, and said lazily, "I haven't eaten it yet, how do I know if it's sweet or not?" I'll tell you when I'm asleep with my uncle. ”

Yuan Qian: "Ahem, cough, ahem——! ”

Wu Baili's talisman was only about to be completed with the last stroke, and his hand was suddenly crooked, and the spiritual power was shattered and poured out, completely wasted.

Yuan Qian originally wanted to ridicule the cold voice, but he didn't expect to be scared back by the "shameless" cold voice, and he almost coughed to death.

"You...... Ahem, ahem! Yuan Qian was so impressed that he threw himself to the ground, "It's worthy of a young gentleman, this kind of thing...... Only you dare to say it. ”

Ubaili threw away the discarded rune paper, and nodded in agreement while changing the paper.

Su Han's voice was uncertain, so "Don't you want to know?" ”

Yuan Qian was almost angry: "Who knows if you really dare to say it?" And you dare to say that we don't dare to listen! ”

The privacy of the Lord and the Young Monarch......

Although it was exciting enough, Yuan Qian was afraid that he would not be able to listen to it.

"What's not to dare to do here?" Su Hansheng was very puzzled, "It's nothing more than the intercourse and double cultivation of ordinary people, oh, don't you know the male ......?"

"Ahhh Yuan Qian pounced on him and covered his mouth, and said bitterly, "Please, Lantern Festival Shaojun will receive his magical powers!" The world-honored hands and eyes are all over the sky, and the Mahayana divine consciousness will definitely sweep here, and Baili and I still want to live! ”

Su Hansheng: "...... Oh. ”

Lantern Festival Shaojun is very righteous enough, he doesn't hide it privately at all, if it weren't for Yuan Qian's stopping, he could call people to the Buddhist hall to watch in person.

After a period of time, the mountain chief of Shangshan Xuezhai seemed to be crazy, and assigned more homework than one, and all the students almost went crazy, and the cold sound was only returned to the Buddhist hall once in two or three days.

Just when everyone gritted their teeth with hatred and planned to dare to beat the mountain chief in a sack, the Wendao sacrifice finally arrived.

The whole school was like a monkey, all of them were screaming excitedly, and one by one they were rushing to sign up for the Wendao Sacrifice trial.

I can't take this lesson for a day.

Su Hansheng was also very happy, and he heard that the sacrifice was three days, and the school palace was on vacation, so he could finally rest for a few days.

Handing in the homework assigned by the mountain chief, Su Hansheng did not return to the Buddha Hall first, but instead ran to the Punishment Hall with the scroll, intending to wipe off the credits earned for more than half a month.

Since Chu Fenghan served as the chief envoy of the punishment hall, there has never been a person in the originally cold and deserted punishment hall, and when the voice of the cold is gone, the person who made the mistake will be lined up at the door.

Su Hansheng went up to join in the fun in confusion, and pulled a student to ask, "What's the matter today?" ”

The student was like a mourner: "I don't know, it seems that I have a bad temper and is very fierce in recent days." ”

Su Hansheng's face was confused, and he walked along the crowd to the hall where the judge was being judged.

Just glanced at it, and immediately understood why Chu Fenghan was unhappy.

Because Jin Dog is coming.

In the past three years, Jin Yiyuan has improved a lot in his cultivation, lazily leaning on the side of the envoy's table, leaning down and saying something with a smile, full of oppression and aggression.

Chu Fenghan was still cold and beautiful, probably annoyed by Jin Yiyuan, and touched the whip that was placed aside threateningly.

Jin Yiyuan laughed

, but still obediently far away.

Su Hansheng only felt incredible.

Are these two incompatible?

It's been three years, even if it is divided and combined again, the big misunderstanding should be cleared up and the cultivation will be a positive result, right?

Or do the two of them love this kind of ambiguous period that doesn't pierce the window paper?

Su Hansheng coughed, pretending to be obedient and handed the scroll over.

"Messenger."

Xu Nanyu didn't know what he had done, so half a month had passed, Chu Fenghan was still a little angry, and Leng Leng took the scroll, and simply wiped the cold sound on it.

Su Hansheng was idle and bored, standing next to him and looking at Jin Yiyuan.

Jin Yiyuan did not have the slightest embarrassment of being hung by Chu Fenghan, but smiled at Shu Hansheng.

Cold: "......"

His senior brother must have helped Jin Yiyuan chase after him, and look at what this dog has become.

Su Hansheng looked away, and saw Chu Fenghan's brows furrowed and he couldn't stop looking at the scroll, he couldn't help it, and asked, "Senior Brother Chu, can I smooth out this point in my last year and leave the school smoothly?" ”

Chu Fenghan closed the scroll: "It's difficult." ”

Su Hansheng was stunned: "Huh? I'm a dozen points short, and if I win the first place in the Dao Sacrifice, I will definitely be able to wipe it out directly......"

Chu Fenghan said: "Don't think about it. ”

Su Hansheng thought that Chu Fenghan was singing about himself, and frowned slightly.

Chu Fenghan handed him the scroll, probably reflecting on whether he should be angry with his juniors, his eyebrows and eyes were rare and gentle, and he said softly: "The Punishment Hall just got the news, and this year I heard the Dao sacrifice...... I can't do it. ”

Su Hansheng was taken aback: "Why?" ”

Before Chu Fenghan could speak, Jin Yiyuan, who was hanging on the side, answered: "I heard that the secret realm of the Dao Sacrifice cannot be opened, even if it is sacrificed to the heavens in March, there is no way." ”

Su Hansheng's brows furrowed slightly.

"You kids shouldn't worry about this kind of thing." Chu Fenghan glanced at Jin Yiyuan and motioned him to shut up, "Just take a few days off, be good, go play." ”

Su Hansheng asked, "The deputy head of the courtyard and ...... What did my uncle say? ”

"There are no instructions yet, and the Ten Great Palaces are also waiting."

Su Hansheng was still counting on Wen Dao Sacrifice to earn ten or eight points, and now it was all in vain.

After he came out of the punishment hall, he returned to the Buddha hall without stopping.

Chongjue is not there.

Su Hansheng didn't return to the Buddha hall for three or four days, and his hand stroked lightly on the small case, and a thin layer of ash was rubbed on his fingertips.

- Chongjue doesn't seem to have come back for many days.

Su Hansheng sat there in a daze, looking at the dusty Buddha hall, and his brain couldn't turn for a while.

Every time he came back, Chongjue must be in the Buddhist hall to participate in meditation and chanting, without half an exception.

Why is it so strange this time?

Or is it that I have a conjecture again?

Just as the cold sound was stunned, the door of the Buddha hall was suddenly opened.

Chongjue walked in, and saw Su Hansheng kneeling on the ground with a confused face, and there was a paw print on the small case, as if he understood something.

He raised his hand and waved his wide sleeves, and the entire Buddhist hall was cleared of all the dust from the fasting house, and it instantly took on a new look.

"Something happens these days." Chongjue stepped forward slowly, and Wen Sheng explained, "Zou Zhi and I went to the Tower of Babel and just came back. ”

Su Han made an "oh" sound, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

When he saw the dust all over the place, he thought that the reunion and love after three years was just a ridiculous dream of his, and he almost got sick again.

Chongjue sat next to Su Hansheng, raised his hand to wipe the beads of sweat on the corner of Su Hansheng's forehead, and said softly: "Scared? ”

Su Hansheng shook his head, subconsciously rubbed his palm, and asked, "Is there an accident at the Tower of Babel?" ”

Chongjue didn't hide it: "Well, there are already collapse cracks on the side of the tower in the southeast, but it's not a big deal." ”

Su Hansheng frowned and said, "Lie to me." ”

Chongjue shook his hand.

"If it's not a big deal, how can the secret realm of the Wendao Sacrifice not be opened?" Su Hansheng said reasonably, "The same is true in my previous life, half a month before my crown, it seems to say that the towers in both directions of the Tower of Babel began to collapse, and the two holy relics went to the Tower of Babel to guard, which was stable for a period of time." ”

After that, he fell into the Infernal Prison without knowing much about it, until the day he died, those righteous paths said that the Tower of Babel had completely collapsed, and he was allowed to use the phoenix bone to save the people.

Su Hansheng seemed to remember something, and said suspiciously: "In my previous life, I hadn't heard much of the title of World Venerable, let alone the fourth holy relic was Kunlun Jue, where were you then?" ”

Chongjue has no memory of his previous life, where can he answer.

Su Hansheng was still tilting his head and thinking: "The evil thoughts in his previous life were in the Infernal Prison, no, he is obviously a holy relic, why don't he open the boundary gate and go out by himself?" Past Lives......"

Chongjue lowered his eyes to look at him, and his dark green eyes trembled slightly.

Past lives, past lives......

Past lives, past lives.

Always talking about his previous life, no matter how good his previous life was, didn't that vicious evil thought still not protect him?

didn't teach him how to protect himself, nor did he teach him rules and ethics, but taught him something that was rude and shameless.

What's the use?!

The cold sound was still murmuring, and suddenly Chongjue, who was quietly watching him, stretched out his hand violently, pinched the back of his neck with his broad palm, and pressed the person in front of him suddenly.

Su was stunned.

Chongjue rarely had that strong possessiveness and unconscious strength, and he lowered his eyes to look at the stunned cold sound, and the familiar fragrance of Bodhi flowers struck.

Suddenly leaned over and dropped a kiss.

The pupils of the cold sound suddenly dilated, and he wanted to shrink back unnaturally.

But as soon as he moved, Chongjue's other hand directly held his back, trapping his slender body firmly in his wide arms, preventing him from breaking free.

The two were so close that Su Hansheng couldn't see Chongjue's face at all, and only vaguely felt it from this kiss.

Chongjue ......

Seems to be angry? ：，，.