Chapter 94： Hua Chengyun (1)

Nowadays, the sage worships Buddhism and is also a kindhearted person. The world is peaceful and the people live and work in peace. Therefore, they are very interested in the auspiciousness of the sky. The civil and military officials also understand the feelings of the sage. There are few magical colors missing in the historian.

It is said that the monarchy is granted by the gods. From birth to the present, the children of your majesty are in groups. Don't talk about the strange things that bloomed overnight, and even the strange dreams have not been dreamed a few times. It is really lonely as snow, and it is not tasteful.

Therefore, when a tortoise shell the size of a seven-foot man was suddenly dug out under the ancient trees in the Dabao Temple in Yunling, the whole country was boiling.

Dabao Temple washed the tortoise shell overnight, and then spread the news to Xiangguo Temple in the capital. The abbot of Xiangguo Temple immediately went to the holy, and the holy who was in his early fifties was overjoyed. He immediately waved his hand, "Let me go there in person. Bring this Furui!"

The three princes Hua Chengyun, this son is surly, lazy, and he likes the new and dislikes the old, and is scornful. He is really a dude.

The abbot of Xiangguo Temple supported me. He hadn't figured out how to persuade his saint to take his life back. The three princes Hua Chengyun over there had already come with a floral fragrance.

Hua Chengyun's slender fingertips were still rubbing a bit of bright red flower juice. He dangled his eyelids and glanced at the abbot with a smile, "Let me go to Dabao Temple?"

When the abbot saw his look, he knew that this person was not interested. He was overjoyed, "Yes, this journey is far away, and the three princes are noble. Even if the disciples of Dabao Temple start to come to the capital, it will be a difficult time. road……"

"Huh?" Hua Chengyun interrupted him, and asked with interest: "The disciple of Dabao Temple? Could it be the monk who looked like Pan An and was forced to leave home to practice?"

Ruined!

These three characters flashed in the abbot's heart.

No one in the capital knows the notoriety of the third prince. He himself is a rare beautiful man. If a man spreads a good name and doesn’t pass it to the third prince, it’s okay. Once it reaches the third prince, it’s 80.90%. To be sarcastically unable to look up, I am afraid that I will never want to hear the three words beautiful man again in my life.

The abbot said: "No, no, it's all misinformation."

The junior brother finally met such a disciple with extraordinary appearance. Since this disciple joined, the incense money of Dabao Temple has increased by many times! He can't drag the younger brother!

When the abbot recovered, the third prince was nowhere to be seen. The abbot trembled in his heart and boldly asked the emperor, "Your Majesty, the third prince..."

The emperor smiled and drank a sip of tea, which looked more like a Maitreya Buddha than the abbot, "My luck has just left, and I said that I agreed! As expected, my luck is filial."

The terrain of Yunling area is complicated. What the thousands of mountains and rivers are talking about is Yunling. The mountain roads are rugged, but because of the rare and precious things such as tortoise shells, the people from Dabao Temple sent five disciples to send them away and installed them. A large and low-key carriage carefully warned Zong Yuan to go on the official road, "Remember, you must protect the Third Prince."

Zong Yuan shook off the abbot master with a black face, "I see, don't touch me, I haven't settled with you yet!"

The abbot of Dabao Temple ran away with a guilty conscience.

The shaggy green stubble of Zong Yuan was given by the abbot.

The abbot said, "You are not connected with the worldly dust." On the surface of the abbot, he said, "You can't shave your head, otherwise you don't know how much incense you have!"

So this led to Zong Yuan's hairstyle as if he had just left prison.

The five of them are now driving on the official road.

The men on Yunling's appearance were rough and mad but not handsome enough. Zong Yuan's appearance did meet the aesthetic requirements of this dynasty, but it was too exaggerated, but it was not true.

Tall people with immature faces smiled and said: "It takes more than half a month to walk to the capital on the official road. Fortunately, there will be someone from Xiangguo Temple in the capital to hand over it, but it's a pity that I can't visit the capital."

There must be a person from Dabao Temple to follow to the capital. All these people understand in their hearts that if Grand Master gave them such a long face, they must be followed!

Zong Yuan took a root of grass in his mouth, and he straddled a sword beside him. Wherever he looked like a monk, he was clearly a swordsman, "You go, I don't bother to go."

Several young masters glanced at each other, the corners of their mouths twitched, and the person who just spoke had a clear heart. He was full of admiration, and said to his senior brothers and sisters: "Grandmaster is still so unrestrained."

Speaking of the name Zong Yuan, at the time the abbot of Dabao Temple had just shaved his hair and was in a guilty conscience. Zong Yuan glared at him and waved his hand quickly and said that the name is good and conforms to the Buddha's will.

It's also a group of counselors.

The three brothers:...

Mingxin, who is not good for you to worship, do you want to worship this great devil? ! (Hate iron but not steel!)

There is more than half a month between the capital and Yunling, but one is that Zong Yuan and the others are walking slowly with a carriage, and the other is that they are not in a hurry, so they walk leisurely.

As for Hua Chengyun, he responded on an impulse at the time, and an hour later, he had no idea of ​​going. However, he was still on the road at this time, and he immediately drove the BMW to Yunling in spite of the obstruction of his attendants.

He thought very clearly: Arrive early, take the tortoise shell back and finish the work earlier.

Hua Chengyun likes the new and dislikes the old, here is the tip of the iceberg.

Three days later, Zong Yuan saw that the sky was already dim, so he took his brothers and fellows to find a wide place to sleep in the neighborhood. The monks did not drink and eat meat, and the other four honestly took out the dried food and steamed buns, Zong Yuan alone. Looking left and right, a hare called after a while.

Zong Yuan himself was very helpless, shook the little rabbit who dared not move in his hand, "I have a deep bond with you."

In so many worlds, as long as he bake something to eat, the top ten are rabbits.

0046 asked the innermost words for the rabbit, "Then you still eat?"

Zong Yuan asked with a weird expression, "Then why should I catch it?"

0046, "..."

Mingxin and several people looked at him carrying a rabbit, all with complicated faces, even if they saw this scene many times in the monastery, seeing it again is still...complex.

Mingjue couldn't help but babbled again, "Brother, we are traveling away. The Buddha once said that this is a rabbit, but it is also a life. It also has relatives and friends..."

I can only persuade, who told the abbot to say "You are not connected with the world", Zong Yuan is not an authentic monk at all?

...Is the monk's spare tire.

Zong Yuan glanced at Mingjue in surprise, then turned to look at the rabbit, "You still have relatives and friends, tell me where they are, so I can catch them to accompany you."

Pouch.

Not holding back, a few people laughed together.

Hua Chengyun arrived in the dust at this moment.

He saw the top cover of the carriage and the logo on it from a distance. After tying the horse to the tree, he bounced the dust off his coat and walked over.

Hua Chengyun first heard a burst of laughter, and couldn't help but sneer from the bottom of his heart. These monks were really different from their predecessors, but the people of the world were fascinated by them as if they were infused with soup.

At this moment, he has no interest in the disciple who looked like Pan An who had spread to the capital before. He just planned to take the carriage back with him. He approached two steps, and the group of monks were chatting happily, completely ignoring him. There is one more person.

The first thing Hua Chengyun saw was a monk full of green stubble.

The half-face of the man under the firelight was golden, and the corners of his lips were smiling, and the arc directly hit the heart of the noble three princes.

Plops are like deer bumps.

Hua Chengyun's face was reddened, and he stared at the man closely, only to feel blood boiled all over his body and his legs numb.

love at first sight.

It was definitely love at first sight.

Hua Chengyun took a deep breath. He stepped back slowly, walked to his horse, took out the dagger he was carrying, and made a blood mark on his thigh without blinking.

The blood came out immediately, soaking the clothes in a moment.

Hua Chengyun thought about it again, dangled his hair, and then tore off a few corners of his clothes. He himself was dusty and bloody, and there was no blood on his lips.

Hua Chengyun was always a little dissatisfied. With a thought, he cruelly pinched out the traces of bruises where he was exposed. After he was satisfied, he put the blood-stained dagger on the saddle, untied the rope, and worked hard. He patted the horse's ass, "Let's go!"

The horse was frightened and ran away snapping.

Hua Chengyun staggered into the woods, calling for help, "Help!"

Zong Yuan's expression condensed, he threw the hare in his arms into Mingxin's arms, took the long sword beside him and walked quickly towards the sound source, "Don't let it run away!"

Mingjue, "What's the matter?"

Immediately, they also heard a faint cry for help, "Someone has an accident!"

Zong Yuan leaped over with a sword. He saw blood stains beside the carriage, his expression sank, and he quickly walked over, "How are you?"

At the rear of the car, a man with messy clothes covered in blood was lying weakly on the ground. He heard Zong Yuan's footsteps and buried his face between his knees in fear. Zong Yuan could still see his slightly shaking shoulders. .

Zong Yuan squatted in front of him, softly asking, "How are you?"

This man felt like he had experienced a fight, and said in a panic, "Help, help..."

The clothes on his body were torn and torn, and some white skin was faintly exposed on his calves. Zong Yuan put the long sword in his hand on the ground, and he spoke in a low voice, giving people a sense of security, "It's okay," Where are you hurt?"

The man seemed to trust his words, he was still a little hesitant, so he slowly raised his face in his knees, his beautiful eyes were moist and shiny at the moment, his lips were pale, his hair was messy, and his face had something abnormal. Red, now looking at Zong Yuan in horror.

Zong Yuan's heart moved, he tentatively placed his hand on the man's cold and slender hand, and stroked it with comforting meaning.

Hua Chengyun shook his hand.

Good, I really like...

Zong Yuan said, "Let me see where you hurt."

Hua Chengyun lowered his head slightly, he glanced at Zong Yuan secretly, Zong Yuan caught his sight clearly, and slightly curled his lips to meet his peeking gaze.

The man in front of him bowed his head impressively.

Kind of cute.

Hua Chengyun said intermittently, "I hurt my leg."

Zong Yuan lifted the clothes on his legs, his fingertips were piled up with clothes, and his long, white thighs showed up a little bit. The man moved his legs uncomfortably, but was firmly pressed by Zong Yuan's palm.

Zong Yuan's hot palm pressed against Hua Chengyun's ankle, and his fingers were pressing the skin around the wound to check the depth of the wound.

The numb and itchy sensation and the temperature of the hand surged to Hua Chengyun's heart.

His face was getting redder and red, and he saw Zong Yuan tear off a piece of white cloth from his shirt and bandaged him very skillfully. "Fortunately, the wound is not deep."

A few people from Mingxin have arrived and walked here in a panic, "Grand Master Brother, how is it?"

Hua Chengyun looked at Zong Yuan helplessly.

His appearance is really not suitable for being seen by others.

Zong Yuan also did not allow him to be seen by others.

Zong Yuan Liluo took off his coat and covered Hua Chengyun's body from head to face. Then he bent down and hugged him, holding the person firmly in his arms.

The person in his arms gave a small exclamation, his hands reflexively wrapped his arms around Zong Yuan's neck.

Zong Yuan curled his lips and smiled, and led him to meet Mingxin and walk to the place where he had rested.

And Hua Chengyun buried in his clothes, his heart beating like a drum.

He was embraced by a man at his waist, and the man's five fingers felt clear.

Itching to the heart.

The author has something to say: So this time, the face is a weak chirp, crying and clinging to the face~ your favorite hhh, the next world is modern!

I saw the world you want to see~ Combine the feelings:

1. Zerg (male main attack × all-you-can-do, extremely iron-blooded generals who have won the attack among hundreds of females in one step)

2. A cute little urban monster (a fierce and evil white tiger that shows tiger ears when touched by a human) × an anchor who doesn’t like animals at all when he is attacked and his heart trembles. ))

How about(*/ω＼*)