After rebirth, the leader only wants to be with the shadow guard

As the sun sets, the sound of drums can be heard from the woods.

After Ying Shiyi and his master were intimate, he finished writing a scroll and closed the scripture.

Lou Jingyu was afraid that he would get tired from writing, so he didn't allow him to write too much every day.

He turned around and saw Lou Jingyu lazily leaning on the armrest of the couch, reading a book.

Lou Jingyu's face was really handsome, with sword-like eyebrows, star-like eyes, slanted eyebrows that reached his temples, narrow and long phoenix eyes, and sharp and clear facial lines.

Aggressive and intimidating without even getting angry.

Now in the quiet place where scriptures are stored, the temperament has become much softer, and Ying Shiyi will be fascinated by it no matter how many times he sees it.

I couldn't help but let out a silly smile.

"Master," he called.

"Hmm?" Lou Jingyu put down the book, stood up and took his hand, "Do you want to go to the main hall?"

Ying eleven nodded. He would take the Buddhist scriptures he wrote every day to the main hall and offer them in front of the Buddha statue before he was considered complete.

"Then let's go."

Lou Jingyu stood up, holding the Buddhist scriptures copied by Eleven in one hand and holding Ying Eleven's hand in the other.

Before, Ying Shiyi thought it was a trivial matter and he could go by himself without the master having to go with him, but Lou Jingyu was still unhappy and insisted on following him.

Now Ying Shiyi has gotten used to it.

When the two arrived, they happened to meet Master Jingtai who was also there, surrounded by several pilgrims who were asking for divination sticks and interpreting their fortunes.

Ying Shiyi was already very familiar with it and did not need Master Jingtai's guidance. He knelt in front of the Buddha statue, placed the scroll in front of the Buddha, clasped his hands together, and prayed devoutly.

Everyone hopes that his master can be safe and sound.

Lou Jingyu simply bowed and stood aside, looking at Eleven's serious and pious appearance, tracing his silhouette over and over again with his eyes, and he didn't feel bored at all.

After Jingtai finished interpreting the divination sticks for the pilgrims, he came over and made a "please" gesture to Lou Jingyu, asking him to go to the side and talk to him.

Lou Jingyu left the shadow guard to protect Ying Shiyi, and then moved to the side hall with him.

"The peace locket has been consecrated, and the leader can give it away with peace of mind." After saying this, he glanced at the people in the hall through the pillars with a teasing look.

Lou Jingyu took the handkerchief. The peace locket wrapped in it was of warm jade without any impurities. He was already impatient to tie it around Eleven's white and slender neck.

"Then what word did I ask you to calculate?"

It was the first time that Master Jingtai saw him being so attentive to someone, so he didn't keep anyone in suspense and said directly, "Of course it's great."

After all, this was something Lou Jingyu racked his brains to come up with. It contained his precious thoughts and had a good meaning, so you could tell without any calculations.

But when doing things for someone, Master Jingtai would naturally tell their fortune, just to reassure Lou Jingyu.

Only then was Lou Jingyu satisfied. He rewrapped the handkerchief and put it in his arms.

"I will donate a golden Buddha to your Dajue Temple." He said suddenly, shocking Master Jingtai so much that his beard trembled.

In fact, Lou Jingyu had this idea when he first came to Dajue Temple, but he brought it up only after seeing Jingtai had been busy in the temple these days.

"Really?" Master Jingtai still didn't quite believe it.

"Of course, this is my words."

Lou Jingyu knew that this person had always wanted to build a golden Buddha for Dajue Temple, but every time he was saving money for incense offerings, when he heard that there was a flood or plague, or that people were suffering, he would generously give away the money.

He provided free porridge, provided medical treatment, delivered food and medicine, and treated the sick and disabled women, children, and donated all the money he had.

Master Jingtai is like a Buddha in the secular world, and no wonder Dajue Temple is so popular and attracts so many pilgrims.

"Donate a golden Buddha and I'll give you some money for incense offerings. You can use it to help the people and do some good deeds. You don't have to hold an account book to calculate the temple's expenses all day long. How do you think?"

Lou Jingyu's words didn't sound like giving gold to someone, but more like just sprinkling a little drizzle, which was not harmful at all.

Master Jingtai naturally agreed. He didn’t expect that Lou Jingyu was so enlightened now!

Could it be that my consistent preaching and sending of letters every day for ten years has paid off?

But the next moment Lou Jingyu shattered his fantasy.

"I have a condition. I am donating so much money to you. You have to light a hundred-year-old eternal lamp at 11 o'clock and chant sutras and pray for him every day."

Whatever Eleven did for him, he also wanted to do for Eleven.

Master Jingtai didn't seem to be surprised at all, as if this was expected.

"Of course. The temple will light lamps and pray for pilgrims who have donated a certain amount of money. Moreover, you have donated so much. I will personally chant sutras and pray for you, the Eleventh Young Master."

Lou Jingyu nodded and discussed with him about letting someone from the sect come to discuss the matter in the next few days.

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While Lou Jingyu and Master Jingtai were discussing things in the side hall, a handsome young man from the main hall walked in through the gate and knelt before the Buddha.

After kneeling down, he did not leave. Instead, he looked at Ying Eleven who was standing on the other side with his eyes closed and his hands clasped together, raised his eyebrows, and there was some surprise in his eyes.

He thought that this man had a very unique temperament and was wearing expensive clothes. He wondered which family he belonged to.

I kind of want to get to know you.

Today, Ying Shiyi wore a moon-white brocade gown with narrow sleeves, which made her look like a magnolia in the courtyard, with an outstanding temperament.

He came out without a sword, and only had a jade pendant on his waist that Lou Jingyu had casually given him when he got up this morning. It was hard to tell his identity at first glance.

Noticing the strange gazes from others, Ying Eleven suddenly opened his eyes. His black and white eyes seemed to be emitting a cold light as he looked at the young man coldly.

Song Yishi was startled by his gaze, but then he remembered his identity, gave himself courage, and coughed twice to clear his throat.

"Look at what I am doing!"

This is an example of turning the tables.

Ying Shiyi didn't say anything either. He just looked at him coldly, as if he was looking at a stupid bird that was chirping. He didn't take it seriously at all and just stood up to leave.

"Hey! Stop right there, young master! You're leaving before I even say anything!"

As he said this, he stood up and wanted to chase after him, but was scared back by Ying Eleven who pulled out a dagger from somewhere.

Song Yishi was a spoiled young man from an aristocratic family in the capital. He was always flattered and worshipped by others. This was the first time he was threatened by someone with a knife.

Suddenly he got excited, "Do you know who I am? Just try to hurt me!"

Ying Liu, who was left behind to protect Ying Eleven, landed on the ground and stood in front of Ying Eleven. He couldn't help laughing at the young man in front of him who was ignorant of the immensity of the world.

He hadn't seen such a stupid person in a long time.

"eleven!"

Lou Jingyu on the other side heard the noise and hurried over. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Ying Shiyi was fine and protected him behind him.

He frowned and looked at Song Yishi. The pressure from the long-time superior frightened Song Yishi so much that he took a step back.

"Who are you? I'm telling you, I'm not going to do anything. I just want to get to know him."

Song Yishi was quite aware of the current situation. When he saw Lou Jingyu coming over with Master Jingtai following him, he knew that this person's identity was not that simple.

After all, he couldn't even let Master Jingtai take time to accompany him like this.

I became scared all of a sudden.

Lou Jingyu saw that the man in front of him was timid and found it ridiculous. "You are so arrogant. You dare to speak so arrogantly when you don't even recognize me."

When Master Jingtai saw Song Yishi, he was a little confused. Young man, you have too much anger in your liver.

"Mr. Song, this is Master Lou of the Chiyang Sect. You should treat him with respect."

Song Yishi was originally prepared to surrender, but when he heard that he was the leader of the Chiyang Sect, he immediately refused to listen and banged his head against the wall.

"What, you are Lou Jingyu!"