At that time only Tao was commonplace

"Ah! Why does my head hurt so much!"

"My eyes! Why can't my eyes see anything! Kekeke! Xiang ash?"

"Oh my god! My legs!"

"Ahem! Let go! I can't breathe!"

"Ah! Blood! I'm dizzy!"

"Hey! Why am I lying here? Didn't I get knocked out by the incense burner? Why can I move myself when I'm unconscious?"

"Okay, okay! Stop arguing!" Daoji couldn't stand the noise, and shouted loudly.

Everyone fell silent and looked at Daoji.

"Just now you were attacked by the succubus, so you hurt yourself in your sleep, but don't be afraid!" Daoji reached into his clothes, rubbed and rubbed, and rubbed out a black pill, " This one is just a leg-stretching staring pill that doesn't melt in the hand but only melts in the mouth!"

"I want I want!"

"Give it to me first! Give it to me first!"

There was another commotion from the crowd.

"Stop!" Dao Ji shouted again, "Line up and come one by one!"

Until it was time for dinner, most of them were finally cured.

"Huh! Monk, I'm exhausted!" Daoji sat on the ground, panting heavily.

"Master, are you okay?" Zhao Bin asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's okay, I can't die!" Daoji said casually, and suddenly, as if he had discovered something, he pointed to the ground and said, "Look, Zhao Bin, what is this?"

"What?" Zhao Bin looked in the direction Daoji pointed, but now it was getting dark, Zhao Bin couldn't see the things on the ground clearly, so he bent down and squatted down.But Daoji hit Zhao Bin on the back of the head with a fan at this moment, and Zhao Bin passed out in response.

"Hey!" Daoji sighed, "Since it was the cause he planted in his previous life, let me suffer the fruit in this life!"

Daoji sat cross-legged next to Zhao Bin, closed his eyes, and a golden dragon flew out from Daoji's back and went straight into Zhao Bin's body...

His appearance hadn't changed at all.

"Ling Chanzi, go out with me!" Jiang Long said calmly, avoiding Ling Chanzi's gaze.

Ling Chanzi still just looked at him stupidly, and said slowly,

"When you come here, don't you have anything else to say to me besides taking me away?"

Jianglong fell silent, and the surroundings were still the scenery of Xitian, which hadn't changed at all, but the mood of the other party had become more vicissitudes.

"Uncle Jianglong..." Ling Chanzi shouted timidly, carefully watching Jianglong's face.

What should he say?Said Ling Chanzi, stop wishful thinking and say that we are all Buddhist disciples and are of the same sex. Is it impossible?Said that the relationship between me and you is simply that the elders take care of the younger?Saying everything is just that you are being passionate about yourself, and you are not special to others?

yes!Maybe that's the only way to live up to his title of Arhat, but...

Excuse me, he can't say it...

Whether it was Daoji or Jianglong, he couldn't say such a thing to Zhao Bin and Ling Chanzi...

"Let's...let's go out first!" Jiang Long avoided the topic.

Although Jianglong knows that this is not good, if this relationship is not cut quickly, all three of them will be hurt in the end.But what can he do?Maybe he came to the world, was infected by too many emotions and desires, became soft-hearted, became hesitant, became indecisive, and everything became not like himself.

"Even if we go out, so what? Zhao Bin is by your side, not me!" Ling Chanzi looked at Jianglong, as if scratching his face with his eyes.

"But...but Zhao Bin is your reincarnation, you two are one person, why do you have to separate you and me?" Jiang Long was upset, and the expression on his face slowly changed. Ji look.

"But we have different memories and thoughts..."

Although the one who fell in love was still the same person... Ling Chanzi didn't say this, but Jianglong understood...

"What I want is the person who brings me candied haws from time to time, what I want is the person who makes me happy when I'm sad, what I want is the person who desperately saves me before I die... But now, there are only Zhao Bin and Daoji..." Ling Chanzi sat on the ground slumped, "There is no more... There is no Venerable Jianglong, and there is no Ling Chanzi..."

Jianglong opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound...

"Sometimes I wonder why...why I meet you again after reincarnation..."

Then fell in love with you again.

"You must think I'm superfluous right now?" Ling Chanzi asked with a wry smile.

"Ling Chanzi..." Jiang Long squatted down and looked at him, "I...I never thought you were superfluous. On the contrary, I would like to thank you, thank you for letting me spend my time in Xitian So many... so many happy days..."

Jianglong is breaking the precept!He knew this very well, but when he saw Ling Chanzi sitting helplessly on the ground like a child, hugging your legs, he still couldn't control himself, and said something that would end the two of them forever...

Ling Chanzi's eyes lit up, but then quickly dimmed, "Are you comforting me?"

"I didn't! Have you forgotten? Monks don't tell lies!" Jiang Long pulled Ling Chanzi up and smiled.

never mind!Words have been spoken...

"Shall we go out?" Jianglong asked carefully.

Ling Chanzi knew that even if he went out, he would not have his own consciousness, unless Zhao Bin was unconscious or asleep, otherwise, he could only hide in a corner and still sleep...

It's just that this deep sleep has no dreams...

"En!" Ling Chanzi nodded. He has never been able to refuse Jianglong. This is no different from Zhao Bin...

In fact, for Ling Chanzi, staying here is better than going out.Here, there are memories of him and Jianglong, but going out...except for darkness...there is only endless waiting.

"Hiss~~" Zhao Bin rubbed his neck and got up from the ground, "Damn it, why am I sleeping on the floor? Tsk! My neck hurts!"

With a "snap", Daoji slapped Zhao Bin on the back of the head again, "Brother Bin, are you finally awake?"

"Master..." Zhao Bin was confused, and only then did he see his surroundings clearly. Wasn't he in the yard just now?Why did he return to the meditation room in a blink of an eye?

"Okay! Now you are awake too, monk, I should go too!" Daoji slapped the sunflower fan, turned and walked out.

After walking a few steps, the clothes were grabbed by someone.

"Master, where are you going?" Zhao Bin grabbed Daoji's clothes and refused to let go.

"Go back to sleep!" Daoji turned his head, trying to tear off the corner of his clothes, but he couldn't do anything, so he just sighed, "Brother Bin, can you please let go?"

"I will never let you go!" Zhao Bin blurted out out of nowhere, making the two people present stunned in embarrassment.

"I...I mean...Master, aren't you sleeping here?" Zhao Bin didn't know that Daoji already knew that he liked him, so he quickly made up for Daoji's suspicion.

Daoji quickly woke up, since everyone didn't want to pierce the window paper, let's pretend they don't know anything!

"Well...you are still injured, so I won't disturb your rest. Tonight I'll go and squeeze with my brother!" Daoji's meditation room has gradually been repaired. After such a tonight, everyone...

Can everything go back to the way it was?

can you?

"But... But isn't Master Uncle not used to sleeping with other people?" Zhao Bin asked awkwardly, putting more effort into his hands.

"Monk, I'll go over and make a bed on the floor, so I won't crowd him!" Daoji had to cut through the mess quickly, one Ling Chanzi was enough to upset him, and another Zhao Bin...

Daoji kept reminding himself of his identity, trying hard to correct this distorted relationship back to the true relationship between master and apprentice.

Daoji covered his chest, trying to suppress the struggle and hesitation in his heart.

"My injury is all right now! I don't feel dizzy now, really!" Zhao Bin argued hastily.

No.

Don't give me even a little memory of being alone.

Aren't you a holy monk who helps the world and saves the people?

Why are you so merciful to all living beings, but to me...

so cruel.

Daoji looked at Zhao Bin's sad and begging eyes, although his rationality kept telling himself not to worry about it, and not to give Zhao Bin any chance to let him fantasize, but Daoji's legs were so heavy that he couldn't take another step... .

last night...

Keep it as a last memory...

Daoji sighed, but his heart softened after all, "I want a new bedding!"

"Good! Good! Good!" Zhao Bin was ecstatic, applauded three times, and quickly helped Daoji make the bed.

Daoji looked at Zhao Bin's busy figure and shook his head. He didn't know it was good for him to stay this time...

still bad...

"Master! The bed is ready!" Zhao Bin's shout interrupted Daoji's trance, Daoji nodded in response, and subconsciously said "you can sleep too!" and lay down.

"Zhao Bin, what are you doing?" As soon as Daoji lay down, he found that Zhao Bin had climbed onto Daoji's bed and lay beside Daoji very rudely.

"Master..." Zhao Bin looked at Daoji pitifully, "Can I sleep with you tonight?"

"What?!" Dao Ji clasped his arms exaggeratedly, "Sleeping together?!"

"Master, the quilt I slept on yesterday was stained with my blood, only this bed..." Zhao Bin suddenly turned into some kind of fluffy animal, looked at Daoji pitifully, "Master. ..It's getting cold, you won't let me just lie on the ground and sleep..."

"Aren't there any new ones in the monastery?" Daoji obviously didn't like this.

"No more..." Of course not!Zhao Bin had already "served" all those quilts with flying cuts before tonight, and the cotton flying all over the sky was already like spring catkins flying to the west with the breeze...

"Then I'd better go to sleep with senior brother!" Daoji thought and walked out, a joke!Zhao Bin thought that Daoji didn't know his feelings for his master, but Daoji did!Since Daoji knew, why would he sleep with Zhao Bin again!

"As expected, you still dislike me..." Zhao Bin didn't hold Daoji's clothes this time, but just sat on the bed and said, "If it was Ling Chanzi...you wouldn't be like this, right..."

here we go again!Daoji rolled his eyes, and stepped back resignedly, "Aren't you going to sleep? Don't take off your shoes and go to bed!"

Daoji rolled inside helplessly, covered the quilt and stopped talking.

"Oh!" Zhao Bin nodded heavily with a smile, and lay down next to Daoji.

that's nice!

Zhao Bin thought with a smile, except...

"Master, share the quilt with me!"

Except it's a little cold.

"Snoring..." The person who was wrapped in a quilt and huddled into a ball pretended not to hear it, and let out a regular snoring sound.

"Master!" Seeing that the communication was ineffective, Zhao Bin started to grab the quilt!

However, Daoji was tightly wrapped. Although Zhao Bin was a martial arts practitioner, he couldn't grab a quilt from his stingy master.

snort!You really are a monk, I didn't know you tore up the spare quilts in the whole temple!You deserve the cold!

Dao Ji closed his eyes, ignoring the hard-working man behind him.

Huh... the wind blows through the branches.

The winter nights are very cold...

Zhao Bin huddled into a ball, trembling non-stop.

Fool!Don't you know how to drive away the cold?

Daoji felt the trembling of the people behind him through the quilt, and couldn't help feeling distressed, and cursed secretly.

Of course Zhao Bin knows how to use luck to drive out the cold, but...

It's just that he's betting!Gambling Daoji's reluctance and intolerance, and the importance he attaches to himself.

Suddenly, Daoji felt that the people behind him stopped trembling, and felt a little uneasy, so he secretly looked back.

Zhao Bin was already asleep, but he was still huddled together, his face turned pale from the cold.

Really!

Daoji stared at him angrily, and finally turned into a low sigh, and resignedly lifted the quilt to wrap Zhao Bin in.

but...

brat!Don't push yourself too far!

Daoji looked down at Zhao Bin's body entangled like an eight-legged octopus, the veins on his forehead were jumping and jumping...

Zhao Bin's face was pressed against Daoji's back, and he smiled happily!

What did he say?

Let's just say that his master still loves him very much!