Super God Jade Rabbit

Bi An came to the kitchen and winked at the maid who was preparing the food: "Is the roast leg of lamb ready?"

"Okay, okay, I'm about to bring it to the priest."

"Let me do it." Bi An took the plate with a smile.

"Why did the priest suddenly think of eating roast leg of lamb? Doesn't he usually like light food?"

"..." Bi An was speechless for a while, and scratched his chin and said, "Maybe he suddenly changed his taste. Master is unpredictable and has a high level. We can't guess." Roast leg of lamb was gone.

The maid looked at his back and scratched her head in a little doubt.

Bi An walked into his bedroom, put the roast leg of lamb on the table, and then pushed it in front of Shan Dan: "Here, let's eat."

Just enjoyed lunch unceremoniously.

Bi An rubbed his temples with a headache: "If Master finds out that I hid you here, he will have to peel off my skin."

Just concentrate on eating and ignore him.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I don't understand why you like roast leg of lamb so much?"

"..." Shan Shan made a movement in his hand - because this was the first cooked food Yu Huan gave him.

Facing Bi An's inquisitive eyes, he wiped his mouth for a long time and said, "You don't care about me."

"All right, no matter what you like to eat, I can still afford this meat in Nuo Da's priest's mansion. What are you going to do next? Song Lin must have found out that you are missing, maybe he will send someone to arrest you .”

"Song Lin already has a little white dog, so he shouldn't care about me. According to my guess, he has already signed a contract with the little white dog, and then he is happily preparing for the Yuling Festival. I plan to go to serve Chu Lian first. Look for the scriptures of the curse in the Treasure Pavilion, find out about the reincarnation curse, and then go back to Longji Mountain."

"Aren't you planning to sign a contract with Song Lin? Then what does it matter if he is Yu Huan's reincarnation?"

"Yu Huan is the most important person in my life. He died so hastily in the last life. In this life, I just want to make sure he is well."

"Little Rabbit, I really want to help you, but not everyone can enter Master's Treasure Pavilion."

"Isn't it because of you, the most beloved disciple of the high priest." Shan Shan pinched Bi An's chin. "You let me in, who dares to stop you?"

Bi An slapped his hand away: "No, no, if Master finds out... I will be finished."

"It's not that I don't know how much Feng Chulian loves you. Even if he is found out, he will make you copy the precepts a few times at most, and he is reluctant to really punish you. Besides, I went in without anyone noticing, and left after reading the book. Take a cloud with you and you won't be found."

Bi An swallowed his saliva: "...just, I think that one day I die, I will be tricked to death by you."

Shan Shan squinted his eyes and patted him on the shoulder: "Good brother."

So, a few minutes later, Bi An appeared at the door of the Treasure Pavilion with a sad face.

Shan Dan is turning into a primordial body at this moment - a fluffy little white rabbit nestling quietly in his wide sleeves.

There were two young apprentices guarding the gate of Zangbao Pavilion. When they saw Bi Anlai, they saluted: "Elder brother."

"Cough... so what... Master asked me to find something." Bi An said while rubbing his nose.

He was Feng Chulian's eldest disciple and a candidate for the next high priest, so the apprentice janitor let him in without doubting him.

After entering the first door, there is a second door. This second door can only be opened by the secret spell to open the door. No more than five people in the priest's palace know this secret spell, and Bi An is one of them.

He whispered to Shan Shan in his sleeve, "Hold on and eavesdrop!"

Shan Shan: "I'm not bragging, I've lived for so long, which treasure I haven't seen? I don't even want this treasure house of yours to be given away for nothing."

Bi An: "..."

Well, you left me speechless...

As soon as he entered the Treasure Pavilion, Shan Shan jumped out of his sleeves and turned into a human form.Bi An warned: "The ancient books are on the second floor, hurry up, don't be discovered by Master, I will guard at the door."

Without procrastinating, she nodded and went upstairs.

The High Priest's Treasure Pavilion is very grand and magnificent, and it is full of sights at first glance. The first floor is the armory, the second floor is ancient books, the third floor is various potions, the fourth floor is various spells, and the fifth floor is various treasures.Any one of them is worth a fortune.

Just coming to the second floor, dozens of rows of bookshelves are neatly arranged, and there are thousands of books on each shelf. What's more terrible is that Feng Chulian has obsessive-compulsive disorder, and puts every book on a cowhide of the same color The cover of the book, so when you look at it all together, they are all exactly the same.

This is... so fucking hard to find, right?Feng Chulian, you are obsessive-compulsive! !

He supported his forehead, struggled in his heart for a long time, and rolled out a dirty word.

Bi An leaned against the door on the first floor, knocking on the door frame anxiously with his index finger, and shouted upstairs from time to time—"Are you all right?"

"I haven't found it yet, so don't rush."

"Just tell me honestly, are you illiterate?"

"You don't know how to read!" Shan Shan was not convinced, Yu Huan taught him stroke by stroke.

Time passed by, and just when Shan Shan was about to vomit, he finally saw the book of curses on the last row of bookshelves, and just as he reached out to touch it, Bi An's panicked voice suddenly came from downstairs : "Master, Master!"

Feng Chulian was hundreds of years old, but his well-maintained face showed no signs of age at all, as if he was a young and handsome man in his youth.His long black hair was draped over the snow-white robe, which contrasted very strongly.

"Why are you here, didn't you go to the alchemy room?"

"I..." Bi An has never lied to his master, and his heart is beating violently at this moment, "I forgot how to make some medicines, so I came here to check the book..."

Feng Chulian glanced lazily across his earlobe, and saw a smear of pink on it—this apprentice has a weakness, that is, his ears turn red when he tells a lie.

"Oh? Is that so?" Feng Chulian dragged his tone and lowered his voice, "Aren't you a teacher?"

The cool and watery voice flowed into Bi An's ears, and the hairs all over Bi An's body stood up, and he clenched his fists nervously, "No, I dare not."

Feng Chulian slightly raised his eyelids, and looked towards the second floor, "I just want to find a classic book, and I want to go to the second floor to have a look."

"Eh?!!" Bi An's voice trembled in fright.

Even Shan Shan held his breath, not daring to make a sound.

"Master, you haven't recovered yet, what books are you looking for, can this disciple help you find them?"

If you look carefully, you can find the cold sweat on Bi An's forehead.

Feng Chulian said: "Xiao'an, as a teacher, it seems that I spoil you too much..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the apprentice at the door say: "Master! The second young master of the Song family is here!"

"Song Lin?" Feng Chulian and Bi An were taken aback at the same time.

The priest's mansion has never had any contact with the five major families. The Second Young Master Song came to visit suddenly. I don't know why.

Feng Chulian pondered for a moment, and said, "I'll go right away." Then he turned and walked out of the Treasure Pavilion.

Bi An suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

When the master was far away, he rushed upstairs and shouted: "Hurry up, you son of a bitch!"

"Immediately." At this time, Shan Shan was flipping through the tome of spells quickly, and a strange page caught his attention.

This page is very simple. It only draws a picture of spiritual power crystallization, with a note next to it: The spiritual power crystals left behind by the imperial master after death can be attached to the body of newborns with comparable spiritual power, and thus they will be reborn. The soul can be separated from the body for twelve hours.

"Every death day..." Shan Shan finger kept rubbing these words—that is to say, the reincarnation curse will make the soul of the previous life leave the body of this life one day every year?

Song Lin loses all spiritual energy every May [-]st... Shan Shan always feels that some clue flashes through his mind, but he just can't catch it...

"You son of a bitch..." Bi An rushed forward and said, "Song Lin has already been found, if you don't run away, it will be too late."

Just tore off these few pages and put them in his pocket: "Let's go."

"You, you, you..." Bi An tremblingly pointed at the incomplete pages, with a wonderful expression, "Did you decide to take a piece of cloud with you?!!!"

Shan Shan patted him on the shoulder calmly: "Don't panic, I will return it to you in a few days."

Bi An grabbed his neck and shook it vigorously: "I will be cheated to death by you one day!"

So, a few minutes later, the two tiptoed and sneaked to the front hall, hiding behind the maids.

In the middle of the lobby, Song Lin and Feng Chulian were drinking tea.

Those two people were facing them sideways, as long as they didn't make any noise, they wouldn't be able to find them.

There is only one way to get out of the house, and they can only take the risk.

Bi An gestured in sign language: You go first, I will be behind.

Shan Shan nodded, turned around to leave, and suddenly heard Feng Chulian say: "Are you asking me for a rabbit?"

"Yes." Song Lin's familiar voice sounded.

Shan Dan's footsteps stopped, and he couldn't help but look back, just in time to see Song Lin's profile, no matter when, his face is so handsome and charming.

Just shook his head - what time is it, don't be fooled by beauty!

"My priest's mansion has never had a spirit beast. I'm afraid the second young master has found the wrong place?" Feng Chulian said.

"Master Priest." Song Lin put down his teacup and smiled softly, "My little rabbit ran away from home because he might have misunderstood me. Thank you for taking him in for a night. Lord Priest, please return him to me, after all, I still miss him even if we don’t see each other for a day.”

I still wonder about his...

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miss him...

his……

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Just clutching his chest: What the hell is going on with the sudden heartbeat?