Wonderful every time you cross

"dong dong"

The sky was still very dark, and there was no light in the east, so Su Luo turned over and sat up on the bed.

Normally, he would have slept until the sun was high before getting out of bed unhurriedly. It would be very difficult for him to be as sleepy as he is now but unable to fall asleep.

It's all because of the annoying bell, which makes people restless.

Just as he was about to have a seizure, he heard the bell stop. He was so sleepy that he really didn't have the heart to find the source of the bell, so he fell asleep again.

"Wei Yu, who is responsible for the ringing of the bell this morning?"

Although Su Luo just gave up trying to find trouble with that person because of sleep, but this time he was dizzy and thought that the midnight bell was so determined to find that person bad luck.

Wei Yu is the seat of Xueluan King City, and people in the Jianghu are called "Poison Scorpion Fairy." After Tangmen, a family of poisons, the rainstorm's pear blossom needles are used so well that the people in the Jianghu are frightened.

When Wei Yu got up this morning to wait for the young master to get up, she found that her young master was sitting on the bedside angrily, with murderous intentions. It was because she was disturbed from her dream.

Wei Yu knew that her young master was not to be messed with sleeping.It's just that because of that person, I developed the good habit of going to bed early and getting up early.It's just that I don't know why I got so angry again today.Followed him, just smiled and helped him put on his clothes.

Su Luo was drowsy and drowsy, and smelled the pleasant fragrance of Wei Yu's body leaning against him.

Light rain makes poison different from others.He doesn't like foul-smelling poisons, like those poisonous toads, he doesn't touch them.He loves to study beautiful poisons and develop the most violent poisons.Therefore, people who have been poisoned by the poison he developed will happily pass away in a fragrant spring and autumn dream.

Since he likes to study these poisons, he naturally has a lot of strange fragrance on his body.

Fortunately, Bian Hongluan was taken care of by him since he was a child, so he was immune to the poison on his body.

The man's waist was soft and slender, and Su Luo held it comfortably.

Sometimes he wondered how a man could have such a waist that was too full to grasp.What kind of expression would those people in the Jianghu look like when they knew that the poisonous scorpion woman in their hearts was actually a delicate young man.

Thinking of this way, I feel much better. I wanted to take someone to bed and lie down for a while, but I heard the faint sound of chanting sutras and wooden fish again.

Now he knew where the sound was coming from without asking.Hastily let go of the person, followed the sound and walked.

The source of the sound was a side hall, not far from his sleeping hall, where the monk probably lived.

Pushing open the door and entering, I found that the huge palace only had a simple bed, an incense table, and green lotus futons.

Sandalwood was lit on the incense table, and a wooden fish was placed. The man was sitting on the futon, with his eyes closed and his palms folded, chanting scriptures.

Su Luo was not in a hurry to bother but just looked up and down.

That person can't be called the most beautiful person in the world, but he is also handsome, with low eyebrows and a calm face, he is really a member of the Buddhist world.It's just that such a person can't think about becoming a monk!

Su Luo stood there for a long time and only listened to the man recite the scriptures while spinning the beads in his hands, and he was already tired.

Only then did he think of his purpose for coming, he came to question the crime.

"Song Li, I've been standing here for a long time, but you turned a blind eye, don't you think it's impolite?"

The man didn't answer, but continued to read his Lotus Sutra.

Su Luo was not annoyed to look around in this hall, he really had a way to transform a golden palace into a Buddhist hall.He is preparing to become a Buddha and a saint in this magic palace.

"Song Li, it's not a big deal for me to come here this time. I just want to discuss something with you. If you accept me, I won't bother you. Is that okay?"

Although the meaning of what Su Luo said was a discussion, anyone with a discerning eye could hear it. If Song Li disagreed, he would definitely disturb that person's peace.

Song Li had no choice but to suspend the chanting, and Su Luo curled his lips into a chuckle when he saw this.

"You won't ring that broken clock in the future, okay?"

Song Li didn't expect that this man came to find him so aggressively because of the midnight bell.

In fact, it doesn't matter if you agree to him, but it will interfere with Buddhist practice.When it was difficult, he recited the scriptures again.

Su Luo just thought he shouldn't, but he also had a lot of ways.It's just that he originally thought that he would not interfere with this monk, but now it seems that this beam has been settled.

He wanted to leave, but he heard the chirping of eagles outside the window, and the sky stopped the clouds.

Presumably his precious Huo'er was chasing some prey again.

So he leaned out of the window with great interest and looked, it turned out to be a golden dove.

His fire is a peregrine falcon which is extremely ferocious, but after many years of training in this snow mountain, he has been unable to find prey, so he finally came across one and naturally refused to let it go.

Looking at the speed of the wind, it seems that the poor little white pigeon is about to be murdered.

It's just that when the eagle's talons were about to break through the fragile little wings of the little white pigeon, it was hit by a small stone, so it could only shake its feathers in dissatisfaction.The fiery red feather fluttered in the air for a while before falling down.

Su Luo naturally knew where the sudden pebble came from, and it almost cut off one of his hairs!

He called Huo'er back.Huo'er seemed to be still brooding over the prey he got, and let out low growls of dissatisfaction from time to time.

Su Luo likes this beautiful bird very much.

Its parents are the peregrine falcons of Xueqi Mountain, but they are both ordinary gray feathers. For some reason, Huo'er has been red all over since he was born, and it is still shining brightly in the sun.

What kind of owner really raises what kind of bird!

Su Luo smoothed its fur, and Huo'er calmed down after knowing the master's comfort, and stopped obediently by the window.

"Song Li, you are a master of Buddhism after all, how can you be as knowledgeable as my Huo'er?"

This own / bird / has been angered, so the master can't ignore it.

"The benefactor's peregrine falcons are too aggressive. The poor monk did this only to save the poor white pigeon."

He really regarded himself as the savior, and took care of the bird's affairs.

"Survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest. This is the law of nature. In this world, only the strong can kill and seize, and the weak can only be the fish under the knife. No matter how great the master's merits and virtues, no matter how high his cultivation is, it cannot be violated." God knows."

Song Li heard the arrogance in the man's tone and shook his head.

"Since this is the case, the poor monk has no choice but to save one or the other."

Su Luo laughed wantonly when he heard the words, eclipsing the surrounding scenery.

Song Li was puzzled.

"What is the benefactor laughing at?"

Su Luo stopped smiling, and cast a sideways glance at him, seeing all kinds of amorous feelings, but there was still a look of contempt hidden inside.

"Hong Luan is thinking about which family the Dharma that the master practiced will be passed on to. He is full of high-sounding benevolence, righteousness and morality."

Song Li remained calm and unmoved.

"The poor monk practiced Mahayana Buddhism, and what he passed on was the great wisdom of saving people in the world. Perhaps the poor monk was stupid, which made the benefactor misunderstand."

It was hard to hear the man speak slowly.It just so happened that Su Luo saw the little white pigeon again, and it was very idle, so he was lucky enough to knock it down.

Sure enough, the little white pigeon had a letter hanging on its leg.

Su Luo immediately sent someone to take it down, and put the dying little pigeon on the incense case where the man was chanting sutras.

The content on this letter paper, he knows the general idea without looking at it.Isn't it just to inquire about his Xueluan King City's movements?Or it is some kind of trick of combining inside and outside.

Anyway, this monk came here first to influence the people of the Demon Sect, and secondly for the safety of the Central Plains Wulin, so it's not surprising that he did these things.

What's more, Bian Hongluan already knew about it.It's just that he doesn't care about this master.

It's just that now he is Su Luo, a person who must take revenge.How could he bear someone messing around with him!

The phoenix eyes squinted, and the murderous intent was strong all over her body.

Everyone in the Demon Palace also heard the movement here and rushed over.Originally, he thought that his young master was just having a fight with the monk again, but seeing the current situation, he knew it was not just a joke.

"Young master, perhaps it was the Central Plains martial arts person who threatened the master. The master is kind-hearted, so he agreed. You must not get angry."

Every time Bian Hongluan and Song Li quarreled, they always persuaded them to get along but not to leave.Because they knew that their young master had shown genuine affection towards that monk, if they really fell out, only their young master would suffer so much.What does the monk who doesn't understand the unfeeling feelings know.That's why, it's just to make my young master have a step down when he is subdued.

But today seems to be really different from usual.

Before the man finished speaking, Su Luo abruptly interrupted him.

"After all, they are the elite soldiers and strong generals I teach! It's only been a few days! They all followed the monk's lectures. In a few days, my Xueluan King City will become a monk's temple."

Everyone fell into silence when they heard the words, thinking to themselves that they would not have come if they had known earlier, and that the quarrel between the two would have hurt Chi Yu.

"Why don't you get up early tomorrow to chant scriptures with the master. Then you shave your head, wouldn't it be beautiful to have a room full of handsome monks?"

Song Li saw that everyone was embarrassed, so he said again, "If the benefactor is angry, the poor monk can bear it alone."

"Venerable Li Fan really inherited the Buddha's fearless spirit of cutting meat and feeding it to eagles. This is to sacrifice yourself to achieve everything. It's just that your Buddha taught you to be dignified, did you turn your elbows away?"

With luck, Su Luo overturned the incense table and made a loud noise, which shocked everyone.

"Hearing the bell, troubles are relieved; wisdom is long, Bodhi is born; leaving hell, leaving the fire pit; wishing to become a Buddha, saving sentient beings. Venerable Li Fan regards my Xueluan King City as Avici Hell! Every day, I remind myself to get out of it as soon as possible. Sea of ​​bitterness! Since that is the case, I will fulfill you."

What Su Luo said was not a lie.

There was wind in the palm, and with force, it sank straight into the man's heart.The monk was really good at it, he took the palm without dodging or dodging.

Bian Hongluan usually treats the great monk very dearly, and is always cautious when speaking in front of him, how could she hurt him like she is doing now.

But seeing the monk suffering from pain and spitting out blood, he knew that Bian Hongluan was really angry.

Everyone was afraid that things would get out of hand, so they knelt down to dissuade them.

Su Luo also calmed down and left with a flick of his sleeves.

The moment he went out, he did not forget to let his fire peck the poor little white pigeon to death.

There was also a sentence "throw that broken clock to me."

Everyone agreed and left one after another.

When he was leaving, he saw Song Li picking up the dead white pigeon, his face was calm and he didn't know what he was thinking.