Can't Su

The real location of Wan'en Temple is in the midst of high mountains, deep and shallow greens come into view, the clear springs are in the ears, and the tranquility of birdsong and mountain streams are in the distance. The temple without too much decoration is even more The sound of Buddha is lingering, with a tranquility that is isolated from the world.

With the help of Tai Sanzong's teleportation array, he came to the foot of Wan'en Mountain where Wan'en Temple is located, and Mu Yang shuttled skillfully through the forest, without any intention of waiting for the person behind him.

The man behind him was wearing plain clothes without any accessories, silently followed behind the silver-haired Buddha, his face turned pale due to the sudden spiritual power in his body, but he still followed closely the steps of his predecessors, without behind.

Finally, the silver-haired Buddha stopped, and he looked at the guy who was pale, but squeezed out a soft smile when he stopped.

"Why bother."

Hua Xiangyang's body is actually very tired. There is an enchantment on Wan'en Mountain—according to the group of monks, it is to better exercise the heart of Buddha. It can only be practiced in specific places such as the Martial Arts Field. There is not much difference between monks who do not practice and ordinary monks, oh no, the pressure inside the barrier is several times that of the outside world.

However, this made it difficult for Hua Xiangyang, who was used to living in a place with abundant spiritual energy, to adapt. In addition, the mountain was not low, and it was a sign of his perseverance that he collapsed to the ground without being tired.

But when he heard Mu Yang's question, his mood instantly soared, as if he heard the sound of flowers blooming.He immediately stood up straight, put on his most handsome appearance and looked at his friend who was staring at him, showing the same smile as usual, um, if ignoring that the angle was raised more than usual, there was no difference: "I'm fine, Mu Yang." As long as I can be with you, nothing is a problem.

"I didn't ask if you're okay." Song Muyang no longer held the Buddha's calm look, he simply leaned against a tree beside him, folded his hands on his chest and turned his head to look at the inexplicably clumsy Hua Xiangyang. He showed an impatient expression for the first time: "You betrayed first, so is it interesting to pester me now?"

Hua Xiangyang was stunned for a moment, his joyful expression dimmed, he twitched the corners of his mouth, trying to continue smiling at Mu Yang, but in the end he could only sigh helplessly and close his eyes.

The dizziness in his head told him that his body was almost reaching its limit.While closing his eyes, he could clearly hear the beating sound of his heart, which was a heartbeat that would only speed up when facing Mu Yang.

But...but because of myself...

He heard the rustling sound, and felt that Mu Yang's breath was moving forward without a pause, and the bird song that had been in his ears seemed to have disappeared, leaving him alone, feeling the boundless loneliness.

Everything was originally his fault.But why, he can't control his movements, appearing next to Mu Yang again and again makes him irritated.

It was clearly agreed, and as long as the agreement was agreed, it was enough to guard silently.Why do you have to reach an agreement with Zeng to explore the secret realm together.Why do you still have to go to the master, and use the excuse of visiting Huijing's host to go with Mu Yang.

Sure enough, I was still not reconciled.No matter how kind you are to others, no matter how much you think about others, you can't let him go.

"You were the one who betrayed first, so is it interesting to pester me now?"

Mu Yang's cold words resounded in his mind again.

boring.no reason.worthless.However, willingly.

It doesn't matter if you're hated as long as you're by your side.I don't ask for anything, I just want to be by your side.

It seems that the meek Hua Xiangyang's ability to execute after making a decision is amazing, just like dealing with those players who uttered wild words to Buddha cultivators in the Taisanzong Martial Arts Field. In the end, they couldn't even get along here. But no one knows how this happened.

After a short rest, he straightened his clothes and walked along the mountain road towards Wan'en Temple, with a happy smile from the heart on his face.

Song Muyang's popularity in Wan'en Temple is just like Hua Xiangyang's popularity in Tai San Sect.Although there are very few who can become Buddha cultivators, and most of Wan En Temple are NPCs, this still cannot stop all the Buddhist cultivators who are full of favors from showing their favor to the silver-haired Buddha cultivator one after another.

As soon as Song Muyang arrived at the temple, his back foot was picked up by his host master.Smiling and greeting the brothers and elders who pretended to be encountered along the way, Song Muyang pushed open the door of the host's room, and saw his master sitting on the mat, calmly twirling the beads in his hand.Unlike Song Muyang, a non-mainstream silver-haired Buddha cultivator, his master is really bald.

As we all know, a bald head is a big killer, he can make handsome men and beautiful women look ugly in a second, but people who are really good-looking will not be affected by this... Well, for example, host Huijing.Judging from his appearance, he is about 30 years old, with peaceful eyebrows, and there is always a sense of compassion when looking down at people. His appearance is so delicate that he is not like a real person, but more like a carefully carved sculpture. angry.Even wearing an ordinary monk's robe can't reduce his dignity.

"master."

"I'm back." It wasn't until Song Muyang visited the master that the statue showed a smile, and he slowly told the cause and effect to the most proud disciple in front of him.

The beautiful master is beautiful, but listening to him feels like listening to scriptures, without ups and downs or emotions, and the straightforward narration makes people sleepy.In addition, he always likes to talk about other things before talking about the main topic, making the topic longer, which makes many people can't help being distracted when listening to him, um, many people here Not including Song Muyang, who has always had a strong self-control.

At least, we Muyang teenagers have listened to the master's words and summed up everything.A magic cultivator accidentally obtained the mysterious scroll and token of the Silver Fox Clan. According to the guidance of the scroll, he hid his aura and came to Wan'en Temple. After tossing the entire Wan'en Temple, he found the host and told him the mission.What that scroll is used for, no one knows, but this Moxiu has the token of the Silver Fox Clan, which means that he can go to the Silver Fox Clan to solve the mystery of the scroll.

So why did the guide let him come to Wan'en Temple - there is a key person here, classmate Song Muyang, one of the poorest members of the Silver Fox Clan.

Things have developed to the present, according to the script, it should be the end of Song Muyang sending the demon cultivator to the Silver Fox Clan's territory.but!The token obtained by this demon cultivator is a traitor of the Silver Fox clan who was lured by humans to defect——Ming Xin.

Therefore, Song Muyang's task is to kill this demon cultivator, prevent him from going to the territory of the Silver Fox Clan, and find the Yin Fox Mingxin who had originally defected.

The reward for the task is "???", but according to the host, it is related to the inheritance of the silver fox.

The topic had just ended, and the master and apprentice sat face to face, looking at each other silently.Huijing is not good at dealing with people, even the little apprentice he likes. He had some headaches and recalled the book "How to Get Along with an Apprentice: Seduce" that an unscrupulous guy stuffed him mysteriously. Acts 99 Styles, a book that challenged his Dao heart, reminded him of the conversations between young monks when he happened to pass by a remote place.

Monk A: "Senior brother Mu Yao is really outstanding, and the host is really good. If I become a disciple of the host, will I be as good as senior brother Mu Yao?"

Monk B: "What do you think? I heard that senior brother Mu Yao is mainly self-taught, and the host didn't teach much. Besides, if you think about our host, can you imagine how he cares about senior brother Mu Yao?"

Monk A: "Hey, that senior brother Mu Yao is really pitiful. Although our master is fierce, he cares about us. Why don't we pay more attention to senior brother Mu Yao?"

I... don't you care enough about Mu Yao?

"What do you gain from going out this time?" Huijing, who was trying to recall the contents of the book, asked dryly, trying to show her concern for the little apprentice.

But in Song Muyang's view, Huijing's tense face had a solemn look, which seemed to imply a school exam.

He straightened his expression immediately, and spoke out in an orderly manner what he had seen, heard and felt during the journey.You can't lose the favor of the host, it has a lot to do with it.

Although I feel that the effect is not as good as the book said, but the apprentice actually said so many words to himself, um, it is an improvement.The next step... what's the next step?

Use the pretext of talking to get close to the disciple, sit next to him, hold out your hand...

The knock on the door interrupted Huijing's memories, and after getting permission, a man in plain clothes who was as friendly as a spring breeze came in.

"Hua Xiangyang, the great disciple of Taisanzong Qinghui Daoist sect, has seen Huijing preside over it." Hua Xiangyang, who never ignores basic politeness, only had time to cast a glance at the expressionless silver-haired Buddha cultivator, and respectfully They saluted the legendary monk Huijing.

Huijing nodded, without a trace of regret in her heart for the uninvited guest interrupting her communication with her apprentice.

Not very interested in communicating with Qinghui's disciples, Huijing, who accepted the gift, directly issued an order to evict him, asking someone to take him to the wing, without caring about the other party's feelings at all.

"My apprentice will send flowers to my master." Song Muyang, who knew how innocent his master was, got up helplessly, and walked towards the wing with Hua Xiangyang himself.

Didn't you just chat happily?Why are you leaving all at once?The inexplicably wronged Huijing felt unhappy, he nodded coldly, continued to read Buddhist scriptures and ignored anyone.

The two walked in the promenade of the temple one after another. It is spring now, and the trees have not grown to their fullest. The sparse sunlight shines into the temple through the mottled tree shadows, but more places However, it was still shrouded in the shadow of the tree, and the whole world became quiet, as if only the footsteps of my own and the person beside me echoed.Coincidentally, the ancient bell rang not far away, with a long aftertaste, but it did not break the quiet atmosphere, but made the whole temple more quiet and moving.

Hua Xiangyang looked at the silver-haired Buddha cultivator leading the way with crooked eyebrows, and there was a sense of briskness in his steps.He was worried that he would feel uncomfortable because he was left out, so he came to see him off in person.Such a recognition made Hua Xiangyang's cloudy and rainy heart finally clear up, and the warm feeling he hadn't seen for a long time made him want to say something.This might be a good start.

"Mu Yang..." He opened his mouth full of anticipation, and the joy in his tone was almost full.

"Fang Huaqing. We have nothing to do with each other." Said the silver-haired Buddhist cultivator, he stopped in his tracks and looked at Hua Xiangyang with a mocking smile, "Hua Xiangyang, Hua Xiangyang, don't tell me—your name , related to me?"

The young man was a little flustered. He was afraid that the most secret thoughts in his heart would be exposed in front of the person he liked in such a straightforward way.No matter how calm and composed Fang Huaqing is in front of other people, Fang Huaqing in front of Song Muyang will never be able to calm down and will always be in a weak position.

He did not deny that when choosing the name at that time, there was indeed a little carelessness that was not humane to outsiders. Fang [Hua] Qing [Xiang] Song Mu [Yang].

"What? Don't you admit it?" The silver-haired Buddha Cultivator looked extremely aggressive this time. He took a step forward and directly locked the helpless young man between him and the wall. Bo Hong's former friend.

This wing room for guests is actually the most deserted place in the entire Wan'en Temple.Few people who come here for fame can get permission to live here, and those who can live here rarely settle down. If there are no monks who clean up for a long time, I am afraid that a thick layer of dust will accumulate here.

"Muyang, I..." The silver-haired Buddha's face suddenly magnified in front of him, allowing him to clearly see the handsome face of the other party. This face that has endless temptations for him is close at hand, and his warm breath Just spraying it on the opponent's face, the close distance made his mind almost confused.

Blush crept up his cheeks quietly, he opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

"You're blushing. So are your ears." Unscrupulously pinching the other's cheek, the silver-haired Buddha Xiu with a nasty smile spit out cold and heartless words when the other's eyes gradually became moist and affectionate, "You like me ? But how could I like you for snatching Qianqian away? Don't think about Fang Huaqing."

"Stay away from me and don't pester me."

A distraught son of a famous family, a silver-haired Buddhist monk who doesn't look decent.Tsk tsk tsk, I watched a good show~ It seems that the days after that will be very interesting.

The young man in black who had been lying on the tree trunk overheard all the conversations and saw all the scenes, with his legs crossed and a sly smile on his face.

The author has something to say:

Well, I finally finished writing orz, and there are two new characters 23333, Master and Moxiu in black~ la la la ~(≧▽≦)/~

But to be honest, why isn’t Xiao Hua the real one? Because Li Zi likes to be strong, and he loves Huahua who is in an absolute disadvantage, but he will never adopt it.Poor Huahua, touch your head~

Song Muyang: (helplessly) Everyone said that I am not a scumbag, Li Zi, are you really my real mother~ This will damage my image as a popular lover, okay?

I don't know where the real card is: Well done!This is how I treat all the little bitches who dare to approach my old Gong!