Prison Dragon

Yang You trembled in the autumn wind, Ao Chen said in a hoarse voice, "Go back?"

"En!" Yang You nodded, and Ao Chen led him to fly over the capital from the roof, like a bird gliding in the sky, hovering from the high tower to the ground of the Buddhist temple.

Yang You breathed in the air recklessly, controlling his energy freely, nothing more than that.

Ao Chen fell to the ground, still squatting down to let Yang You down, Yang You put his arms around his neck and bit the back of his neck lightly before he stood up straight.

Ao Chen touched his neck and raised his eyebrows to look at him, "OK?"

Yang You chuckled, trying to get away with it, Ao Chen grabbed his hand, bit hard on the palm, then rubbed it carelessly, and the two went out.

They came out of a pine forest in the backyard of the Thanksgiving Temple.

There are many small round stupas in the pine forest, which are all places where the relics of eminent monks of all ages are in full bloom.There was an old monk in plain gray clothes cleaning.

Watching him turn away, Yang You pretended to be a pilgrim going up the mountain and walked leisurely.

He was serious about sweeping the tomb, taking a broom to sweep away the fallen leaves little by little. When the autumn wind blew, the withered and yellow leaves fell again, and he had to sweep over and over again.

Yang You walked past him, couldn't help but smiled, "Mage, let's rest."

Hearing this, the gray-clothed old monk stopped his movements and came back to look at him. He glanced at him flatly, then widened his eyes suddenly, then narrowed his eyes to think carefully, and finally looked at his right side from the corner of his eye, and then his eyes were bright. .

If you look at people at the same level, Yang You will not notice other people's peripheral vision, but Ao Chen is standing on his right, and Yang You is very sensitive to prying in this direction.

It is said that monks have insight, so is it possible that this monk is really a person with insight?

He didn't dare to look at Ao Chen now, because he was afraid that his extra actions would expose Ao Chen's existence.

The monk smiled, put the broom aside, clasped his hands together, and bowed: "The poor monk Daoyu, I have seen the guests."

Yang You also bowed his head and clasped his hands together in return, and said to himself: "The autumn is cool on the mountain, and I can't stand the sweat, so I went down the mountain first."

Daoyu opened his mouth, as if he wanted to speak, but Yang You was worried that he saw something, so he left directly.

Ao Chen walked and put his hands on Yang You's shoulders, just as Yang You wanted to turn his head, Ao Chen supported his neck, "Don't move."

Yang You had no choice but to pretend that nothing happened and walked down the mountain.

Monk Daoyu stood there dumbstruck, Ao Chen turned his head and showed him a sneer.

Warlock...

Unexpectedly, after hundreds of years, the lineage of warlocks in the world has not been exterminated, and there are still warlocks with such cultivation...

There is a faint scent of turpentine in the pine forest. Daoman, the abbot of the Thanksgiving Temple, came from the mountain road wearing a fiery red cassock.

Daoyu didn't sweep the floor, but sat on the ground, counting with his fingers, with seven copper coins and a few stalks of elder grass in front of him.

Daoyu was so angry that he didn't hit one place, walked over and kicked away the copper coins and grass, Daoyu put away his things in a panic, and complained: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Daoman got a headache when he heard him call senior brother, and scolded: "Daoyu, Daoyu, you and I have been together for decades as senior brothers. When you were young, you wanted to learn yin and yang spells from master. I only thought you were young and curious. But these years, not only have you not thought about purity, but you have been addicted to it all day long, forgetting the Buddhist classics. Tell me, which one of the top ten scriptures can you memorize? I asked you to sweep the relic forest, and I asked you to come here for fortune-telling Is it?!"

Daoyu looked at the ashes-stained copper coin and the broken grass in his hand, with his head hanging down, his expression seemed to be very disturbed, "Brother, have you seen my hexagram today?"

Daoman, like Daoyu, is a vagrant adopted by the previous abbot of the Thanksgiving Temple. He is used to being rough all day long, and learned the rules in the Buddhist temple. Now he sees Daoyu still fortune-telling, and the usual gentle little old man can't help it. Rude side exposed, "Fuck you bastard!"

He kicked Daoyu's buttocks, "Look what the hell!"

Daoyu was staggered a few steps by him, still holding copper coins and grass in his hands, muttering: "Ninth Five-Year, the flying dragon is in the sky, and it is beneficial to see the adults, which is the virtue of heaven. The clouds are clear, and the dew is falling... "

Daoman dug his ears, "What a fart! Follow me back to chant scriptures!"

Daoyu suddenly grabbed Daoman's sleeve and said, "Brother, do you know who is the handsome young man who came to the back mountain today?"

Daoman thought for a while. After all, the back mountain is the tomb forest of eminent monks, and no one can enter casually without reporting. Today, no one announced that he would come to visit.

Daoman said: "No outsider came to Houshan today."

Daoyu lowered his head and remained silent, then looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, and said with emotion: "Senior brother, I have to go."

Daoman hesitated, he asked Yu, "Why?"

Daoyu pointed to his own eyes, "I saw that person today, and I will use what I have learned all my life."

Daoman didn't understand him very well, let alone their master.

The previous abbot was originally a knight-errant from an aristocratic family, knowledgeable in ancient and modern times, with a strategy in mind, but due to various reasons, the years were wasted, Feng Tangyi was old, discouraged and became a monk.Daoman and Daoyu were his only disciples. Daoman studied Buddhism and Daoyu studied art.

Daoyu and Master always have more common topics.

Now, Daoyu's youth has also been wasted. He didn't spend the rest of his life in the empty door like his master, but kept looking for opportunities.

Now, he has found it.

Daoman didn't need to keep him anymore, he waved his hand, "If that's the case, then you can go down the mountain. Everything in the world is borne by yourself."

Daoyu found the grave of his master, knocked his head three times, packed his few luggage, and really stepped into the world of mortals at the bottom of the mountain.

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Yang You asked Ao Chen to do the first thing.

He asked Ao Chen to help find a list of people who were killed by Qian Lixuan.

Ao Chen didn't know what method he used, so he left first, saying that he would bring news the next day.

Yang You felt relieved, if Ao Chen couldn't find the list, who else could?

Yang You tossed and turned on the bed, he didn't want Qingli to die in vain, he always wanted the criminals to be judged.

In the middle of the night, he couldn't sleep, got up and walked in the backyard with his clothes on.

Suddenly there were a few soft sounds from the corner, as if rummaging for something, Yang You was bold enough to go into the corner with a lantern.

There was no one, only a stray cat that came in randomly was lying on the stone slab, its yellow eyes gleamed in the dark night, very creepy.Yang You brought some food with him and put it in front of it.

After a few steps, he squatted down to watch the cat eat, and suddenly realized that this was where he and Xu Kaiji buried the books.

He glanced subconsciously, and the soil under the banana tree was still flat.

But the tea tree branch they inserted, the sharpened end should be inserted into the soil, but at this moment it was reversed, and the sharpened part was exposed brightly and brightly.

Someone moved!

This is clearly only Xu Kaiji and him know.

He was worried about something wrong with the ledger, so he didn't even have time to shout, so he found a shovel and started digging, without even noticing that he scratched his hands in a hurry.

He was digging intently when someone slapped his back suddenly, he shrugged his shoulders, and the shovel dropped to the ground.

Unexpectedly, the crisp sound of metal falling to the ground did not come out, someone caught the shovel, Yang Yuchun blinked his black eyes and smiled and said, "My lord!"

The cat left without knowing when.

Yang You took a few breaths, "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

"Then what did the prince dig in the middle of the night?" Yang Yuchun asked with a smile.

"What's your business?"

Yang Yuchun didn't say anything, just took the shovel and continued digging where Yang You dug the hole. He was big and a veteran of field work, so he dug a hole in a few strokes.

Yang You's face darkened, and there was nothing in the pit.

"Okay." Yang You couldn't figure out how long and fast the Qian family's hands were after all his calculations. The incident had already happened, so he could only think of another solution, "Fill it up."

"Ah!" Yang Yuchun got the order, and began to fill in the soil humming.

Watching Yang Yuchun tidy up everything, Yang You walked back sullenly, but Yang Yuchun said quietly, "My lord, come with me!"

Seeing that he didn't doubt him, Yang You followed him, and Yang Yuchun took him to the hut where he lived.

There was only one bed and one table in the hut. Yang Yuchun squatted beside the bed, hooked his hands and pulled out an earthen jar from under the bed.

——It is the earthen pot where Yang You kept the ledger.

The surprise of finding it back made Yang You unable to recover for a while, and he said after a while, "You...why..."

"My lord, you are too careless to hide things during the day. I was afraid that someone would steal them away, so I replaced them with my own earthen jars. I am going to tell you tomorrow. I was worried about something in the middle of the night, so I came over to have a look." .Who knew you were there."

Yang You was originally worried that Yang Yuchun would leak the secret after reading the account book, but then he thought that Yang Yuchun couldn't even read all the words, and it would be too embarrassing for him to read the account book, but he still had to ask, "Do you know what's in it?"

Yang Yuchun grabbed the earthen pot with one hand and shook it, and the earthen pot immediately made the sound of gold and jade clattering.

Yang Yuchun showed his white teeth, "Isn't it the prince's money!"

Yang You breathed a sigh of relief, he might have been targeted, and it would not be safe to take the jar back, so it would be better to put it here with Yang Yuchun.

Firstly, as a servant at the door, he is not very impressive, and secondly, he has nothing to do with this matter.

Yang You ordered: "You also know that people are thinking about my money. I don't worry if I put it back again. I will let it go to you tonight. You have to keep it well, and there will be no mistakes tonight. If it is done well, I will give it to you." I will give you two jars of money tomorrow."

Yang Yuchun nodded with his eyes shining.

Yang You quietly returned to the bedroom.

Ao Chen, who thought he would meet tomorrow, is already waiting in the bedroom.

The two looked at each other and spoke at the same time.

Yang You said, "Why did you come back so early?"

Ao Chen said: "Why are you still awake so late?"

Yang You looked at him, but laughed first.

He closed the door, lay down straight on the big bed, and sighed: "I thought that if you didn't come back, no one would grab the bed with me."

Ao Chen put a booklet on the desk with a smile, turned around and went to the bed, pressing his whole body on Yang You, his cold hands deliberately piercing Yang You's neck.Yang You yelled softly, tucking his neck into his clothes.

Ao Chen smiled and said, "Is it very comfortable to sleep alone? You have a good idea!"

Yang You pretended to struggle for a while, "Do you know how much you weigh?"

Ao Chen put his hands on both sides of Yang You's neck and tightened them threateningly, "What did you say?"

Yang You grabbed his wrist, pressed his wrist bone with his thumb, and said, "You smile more and more naturally now."

Ao Chen looked down at him, then turned over and lay side by side with Yang You on the bed, "What did I look like when I laughed?"

Yang You held his hand and put it on his chest, looking at the top of the tent, "It's either sneering or sarcastic, anyway, it's not the way you should laugh."

Ao Chen tapped his middle finger and flicked his forehead, "What do you know about laughter? What you are afraid of is a joke!"

Yang You sat up and looked at him solemnly, and actually began to explain to Ao Chen what laughter is, "Smile, from bamboo to yao. Yiyun: Bamboo gets the wind, and its body bends like a human smile..."

Ao Chen stretched out his hand to scratch his armpits and ribs, Yang You suddenly lost his breath, and fell limp on the bed, Ao Chen stood up and pressed him.Yang You crawled away on hands and feet, Ao Chen clasped his shoulders and continued to tickle him.Yang You clamped his arms to beg for mercy, tears filled the corners of his eyes, and his vision was blurred.

Seeing that his face was red, Ao Chen withdrew his hands, pretending that nothing had happened, and lay down beside him again.

In the middle of the night, even though Yang You was young and strong, he was also a little sleepy. He turned sideways, curled up, hugged Ao Chen's arm, and lay quietly beside him.

Ao Chen touched his forehead, and pulled out his hand to hold him in front of his chest.

Yang You curled Ao Chen's hair around his hands with his little finger, and whispered, "Do you love me today?"

Ao Chen lowered his head and kissed him hard on the mouth, making a paw sound.

Yang You closed his eyes and hammered his chest, "Liar!"

Ao Chen rubbed his back and whispered, "Go to sleep."