Leg pendant that regenerates scumbag

The little monk finished scratching the itch for the master, and ran to close the courtyard door, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't close it with grinning teeth.The little monk raised his head and saw a slender hand holding against half of the door.The man stood lazily, with only one finger stretched out against it. He looked gentle, but his strength was not small.

The little monk's round eyes glanced at him. This man is good-looking, fair and clean, with thin lips, but those eyes look a little scary.The little monk quickly stood up straight, and made a Buddhist salute to the visitor: "Almsgiver, what's the matter?"

The man came in, stood by the door, and swept the yard around: "Which master's yard is this?"

"Master's name is Wuchen," said the little monk.

"Wuchen? I haven't heard of it." The man pondered for a while and said casually.

The little monk had restrained his nature at first, but hearing him say this now, his eyes couldn't help but widen.He followed his master since he was a child, with a pure heart, he is the most protective of his master, he is proud of his master, and he would not listen to anyone's bad words about his master.This person's tone was contemptuous, and he was a little unhappy.

"Since the benefactor is not looking for Master, please go back." The little monk puffed his cheeks and said.

The man looked at the little monk and smiled, "I'm here to find you."

"Find me?"

"The man in the cloak just now, what is he doing here?" the man asked.

The little monk rolled his eyes: "He came to talk to Master about Buddhism."

"Dharma?" The man had a meaningful expression on his face, "Where's your master?"

"Didn't the benefactor come to me?" said the little monk.

The man directly passed the little monk, his legs were much longer than the little monk, even if the little monk tried to stop him, he couldn't stop him.The man went straight to the meditation room and called out, "Master Wuchen."

The little monk ran out of breath and blocked the master's door: "Why are you so rude?"

"There are even more rude things." The man said, reaching out his hand to push the door.

Just as his hand touched the door, a gust of wind seemed to blow out from the room, pushing him back two steps.

The man restrained his expression, his inner strength was deep, and the people inside were not simple.He quickly smiled again: "I'm Xia Song Yan, and I will visit you in the future."

After Song Yan finished speaking, he turned and left with a demeanor, as if the rude person just now was not him at all.

After Song Yan left, the little monk opened the door and said angrily, "Master, this man is so rude. I have grown up so much, and I have never seen such a rude person!"

Wu Chen couldn't help being a little amused, and patted his bare head: "How old are you?"

The little monk looked up: "I'm not young anymore." After seeing Wuchen's face clearly, the little monk's voice became anxious, "Master, why is your face so ugly?"

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Song Yan went back to his residence directly, he was too lazy to squeeze with those courtiers, and chose a separate courtyard by himself.This kind of treatment is the same as that of the emperor.However, Song Yan has always been used to being arrogant and reckless, and the others can only hold back in their hearts and dare not say anything.He was obviously in a very good mood, and the hostility in his eyes dissipated a lot. After entering the door, he took off the sword he was carrying and placed it in front of him. He stroked the cold scabbard with his hand, and the smile on his mouth grew stronger more and more obvious.

"Alan..." Song Yan murmured in a low voice, the hostility in his eyes changed, adding some affection and longing.

"It's really him, Huan Lin really brought back his soul, Ah Lan, this time, you can't escape." Song Yan's eyes were filled with madness.

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After Xie Zhan left the dust-free meditation room, after experiencing the scene just now, he felt terrified, and always felt that Song Yan looked at him with evil intentions.

Xie Zhan went straight back to his room, where Huan Lin was already waiting.

"Azhan, the altar for worshiping heaven has been built." Huan Lin said, "Tomorrow, change into clean clothes and go to worship heaven with me."

Huan Lin didn't mention the past at all, as if he was escaping from something.

"The sacrifice to heaven has nothing to do with me, I'd better walk around." Xie Zhan said.

"The altar is very high, as if leading to the palace of heaven. You...resurrected from the dead, you can just be on the altar, and use the power of the gods to cleanse the dead air." Huan Lin said.

Huan Lin was too obsessed with this matter, so persistent that Xie Zhan had no choice but to doubt it.

"Huan Lin, what do you want to do?"

Huan Lin took a deep breath, tentatively held Xie Zhan's hand: "Azhan, I want the whole world to know that you are not a lucky one, nor a disaster."

Xie Zhan's hand trembled, and was held tightly by Huan Lin.These few words seemed to be nailed to his body, regardless of life or death.

"These are meaningless. I am not Xie Zhan anymore after being resurrected from the dead." Xie Zhan said.

"Azhan, I just want you to live in the sun." Huan Lin said.

Xie Zhan pulled out his hand abruptly: "Huan Lin, no need!"

"Azhan, you are running away."

"So what about escaping?"

Huan Lin was speechless for a moment.

"Huan Lin, I don't want to have any entanglements with the past anymore, I don't want to see those people I knew in the past, I don't want to go back to the past life, and I don't want to go back to the palace." Xie Zhan said, "Huan Lin, the relationship between you and me There is no need to get entangled any longer. You are the emperor, sitting on the world, and I want to swim in the mountains and rivers. We have already embarked on two roads, so we should separate."

His words sounded like a thunder in Huan Lin's ears.He knew Azhan's decision a long time ago, from his words and deeds, but when he really said it, it was still so shocking.

He had lost once and knew the horror of losing, so he absolutely couldn't bear to lose a second time.

"Azhan, I can swim in the mountains and rivers with you." He seemed to have found a glimmer of hope.

"Huan Lin, it's impossible to treat the past as if it didn't happen. When I'm with you, I think about those things in the past. Playing with friends is fun, but being with you is torturing yourself." Xie Zhan's words Don't show mercy.

No matter who is by his side, Azhan can accept it, except him.

Sitting there, his whole body was stiff, and there was blood in his mouth, and he said word by word: "Azhan, I can't do it! No matter what, you must stay by my side."

Xie Zhan had a slightly pitiful expression on his face, but he was not moved at all.

The more gentle the person, the more invulnerable they are when they are cruel.

Xie Zhan sat there, never said a word to Huan Lin, let alone looked at him.

Huan Lin was still insisting at first, but later he couldn't bear the indifference and had to leave.

He took off his coat, blew out the candles, lay on the bed, his mind was blank, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

In the middle of the night, the window suddenly opened, and a figure flashed in. After sitting by the bed for a long time, his eyes fell on the person on the bed. The darkness covered his expression and sorrow. When it was almost dawn, he jumped out of the window. out.The windows were closed, and everything was as if nothing had happened.

In the next few days, Xie Zhan never saw Huan Rin, but when he woke up in the morning, the position of the flowers and plants on the window sill always changed slightly.Xie Zhan stared at the flowers and plants whose positions changed, and sighed.He read Buddhist scriptures every day, played chess with Master Wuchen, and talked about Buddhism. Such days are much quieter.Xie Zhan felt that it would be good if life went on like this.

"Benefactor, someone is following you, Master said." When Xie Zhan left the dust-free meditation room, the little monk pulled his sleeve and said secretly.

After the little monk finished speaking, he glanced at the surrounding space, and Xie Zhan suddenly understood.He thought of Huan Rin's words that day and the paranoia in his eyes. He didn't think that Huan Rin could love him enough to let him go. It's not that easy to live in Buddhism.

On the second day, Xie Zhan did not go to visit Master Wuchen, but sat in his room for a while, and then took the initiative to find Huan Lin.

"I will go to sacrifice to heaven." Xie Zhan said.

When hearing Xie Zhan's words, Huan Lin felt a little happy, so he didn't notice the complicated flashing in Xie Zhan's eyes when he lowered his eyes.

One day later, it is the day of offering sacrifices to heaven.

The ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven was very lengthy and had already started in the morning.All those who participate in offering sacrifices to heaven have to bathe and change their clothes, and the clothes are all incensed.Because it is in a temple, there are no loud gongs and drums, but there are wooden fish sounds and Zen sounds.The emperor offered incense to worship, praying for good weather, and then civil and military officials worshiped.

At noon, the festival was coming to an end.

Xie Jun had already stood aside, he looked at Huan Lin's appearance, then at the old monk who had been standing by the Buddhist altar, and then caught a glimpse of the man in the white robe and cloak who was protected intentionally or unintentionally by the emperor's personal guards. Feel like something is about to happen.

"Master Xie, what's the matter with you? But you've caught the wind and cold, and your face is so red?" asked the person standing beside him.

"The sun is a bit hot." Xie Jun concealed it.

"Master Xie, what are you looking at?" The man asked again, following his gaze, "Is that man the prostitute who came with the emperor? Why doesn't it look a bit different? Is it your lord? If it is any grown-up, why is it wearing a cloak in the heat?"

The man asked many questions in succession.Xie Jun felt his heart beating even harder, he turned his eyes away to cover up the altar.On the altar, an old monk came to the emperor's side, fiddled with the beads, and did not know what he was doing, Xie Jun couldn't help asking: "Isn't the sacrifice to heaven over, is there any ceremony?"

The people around him were also surprised: "Yes, that old monk looks familiar...ah, it's that old patriarch, the whole Jiankang city is highly respected..."

"Cause and effect regenerate, crime and punishment equal..." In the empty and distant voice of the old monk, the man in white walked up to the altar, stretched out his hand and took off the cloak on his head...

Xie Jun watched his movements almost without blinking. When the cloak was completely taken off, Xie Jun couldn't stand still, and sat down on the chair all at once.