Is the little monk enlightened today?

(one more)

You Fan went to the medicine house to take a few cans of medicinal herbs for regulating the intestines and stomach. Recently, he often feels full after meals, and then feels uncomfortable for half an hour in the afternoon. Although it is not a serious problem, the tormented person has trouble sleeping and eating. So I thought of coming here, and by the way, take a look at Sanqiu's recent situation.

Unexpectedly, Sanqiu was even more haggard than him, with a faint black and blue color around his eyes.

"Did you suffer from insomnia last night?" You Fan asked, staring into his eyes.

Sanqiu shook his head, sighed lowly, as acquiesced, as for the reason of insomnia, he himself didn't want to think too much.

You Fan took the medicine package from him, and suddenly leaned over and asked, "Sanqiu, is there something on your mind?"

"Huh? Is there...?"

"You can still see it? You are a little different from when you first came here. Specifically... I can't say."

After a long silence, when You Fan wanted to go back, Sanqiu grabbed the medicine cabinet tightly and said in a low voice, "I want to...leave for a while."

"Where are you going?" You Fan's eyes widened: "You don't want to go back to the capital, do you?"

The royal prince and his matter have also been mentioned by the leader. Sanqiu finally got rid of the cage, why is he actively wanting to fly back now?

This idea was quickly rejected by him, but Sanqiu was unwilling to say where he was going.Dr. Afang, who came over, heard this, and threw down the medicine basket with an angry expression. There was a precious herb in it, and the rhizome was broken when he threw it.

"I hope you won't regret it in the future!"

Afang's words meant something else. He still remembers how Wen Sichen hugged his arms tightly and begged to take him away. Hearing him say such words now makes his heart ache. If he had known that he should have taken him with him that day The farther he goes the better!

Sanqiu lowered his head, he didn't sleep for two whole nights, he thought of thousands of ways to keep his footsteps, but they couldn't resist the thought of chasing and leaving.If Zhu Yuwen could have real power in the palace and secure the throne, he might never return to that palace for the rest of his life.However, the battlefield is blood-stained, and he really can't sit idly by, otherwise he wouldn't dream of him repeatedly.

You Fan looked at the tense atmosphere between them, and consciously took two steps back, for fear that if he didn't pay attention, the fire would burn himself.But in all fairness, he doesn't want Sanqiu to return to any place, isn't it bad for the wind and rain in all directions?

Sanqiu shook his head with a wry smile: "You probably don't know the situation between me and him. We drank each other's blood when we were nine years old. I think we were tied together by then. If he is safe, I will be successful." Back, if he makes things difficult for me, I can't ignore it."

Those words when he was nine years old were very memorable. They seemed to have dispelled Wen Sichen's fears for half a year, and echoed in his mind over and over again, lingering in his mind.

He made a request to the leader and promised to return to Bafangfengyu after the matter was over.

Lin Yan didn't quite agree with his approach. They all knew that the young emperor was going to march in person, and it was self-evident where Sanqiu wanted to go.He tried a few words of persuasion, but it was of no avail, Sanqiu disappeared the next day, presumably he went to the frontier battlefield with the two guards who secretly protected her.

Afang left a letter and went to recuperate. The reason seemed to be tacitly understood by everyone, and no one pursued it.

Now the medicine hut is going to be vacant due to wind and rain in all directions. Fortunately, the medical school has a good relationship with them, and they can go to trouble them when they encounter difficult diseases.

You Fan felt that he was sick again.

how to say?

Now Yu Gui still urges himself to spare two hours to practice swordsmanship every night. He has already reached the eighth level of skill, and he is still a little short of mastering it all.Ever since holding the little hand on the way back from the countryside that day, the tacit understanding between the two seems to have improved a lot, and he always thought that the leader was that kind of cold leopard. In fact, when he became sticky, he was just a nagging kitten. ah!There are a lot of things in the teaching recently, and I have to watch him practice swords. Maybe sometimes after You Fan finishes practicing, Yu Gui has already fallen asleep leaning on the pillar. At this time, he will carry him and walk to the room. As a warrior, he didn't have any vigilance, and even consciously put his face on his neck, his hair was entangled, which made his heart itch several times, and made You Fan's heart beat twice, every time he thought of , as if he would have a relapse of a heart attack, which made You Fan understand that he was sick again.

So he visited a hospital not far away on the grounds that he was not feeling well.Because the visitor has a great connection with Bafang Fengyu, although he has never heard of this person before, but because of the importance Yu Gui attached to him at the martial arts conference, the medical school cannot afford to offend this person.

Feng Xuanzi greeted and treated him personally, and no other disciples were allowed to disturb him during this period.

You Fan briefly explained his symptoms, and made Feng Xuanzi put down the hand that was about to roll up his sleeves, and asked a little puzzled: "Who will relapse when you think of it?"

"Yes." You Fan clutched his chest and said solemnly: "Not only the old disease relapsed, but there may be other problems as well. In short, it has been very frequent these days, and I feel a little abnormal."

Feng Xuanzi looked at him with a smile, then put away the tools, and You Fan asked him puzzled: "Do you think I'm hopeless?"

"...Let me ask you some questions first."

You Fan nodded.

"Think about it carefully, is it only when you see a certain person? Do you have no such reaction at all when you see other people?"

"Yes, especially when he's leaning against my neck, it's always like tickling."

I have already relied on this, but I still don't know what the disease is?Feng Xuanzi coughed twice: "What is the definition of that person in your heart? A friend? Or is it beyond the intimacy of a friend?"

"Intimate relationship? No, it's just friends, and there is also a relationship between subordinates and subordinates."

"If you were to leave him now, would you be willing?"

"I don't want to!"

He answered without hesitation, not to mention that Fu Yunzheng was not found, even if he hadn't mastered his swordsmanship yet, at least he had to finish practicing the last two layers!

Feng Xuanzi pursed his lips and smiled, "How does he make you feel?"

If you asked about this before he was familiar with the leader, you would definitely say that this person is not easy to get close to, but if you ask now, you can say: "I am very good at handling things, and I can always do it without leaking."

"No no no." Feng Xuanzi waved his hand, indicating: "I mean how much weight does he have in your heart?"

"Half and half."

The most important thing in You Fan's heart is that the person is the master, which accounts for half of it, and the remaining half is Buddhism, and then there is the leader. After all, the leader also taught him martial arts, which is worth half of the master.

"Will you feel uncomfortable without this half?"

You Fan couldn't answer this question, so he touched his heart quickly and didn't speak for a long time. Feng Xuanzi had already seen the way, so he said to him: "There are thousands of diseases in the world, but this one is the only one. No matter how the doctor treats it, it can’t be cured, you have to let it clear up on its own, and then the disease will be cured.”

He didn't know You Fan's true identity, so he said it very clearly, which made You Fan restless and sleepless all night after returning.

The doctor can't cure it!

That is lovesickness!

Buddhism advocates not to be vain. You Fan lived outside the world of mortals since he was a child, and he didn't know the true meaning of it. If Feng Xuanzi hadn't mentioned it, he wouldn't have thought about it at all.

But he is... lovesick for the leader?

This time, the little monk suffered a lot. He covered his quilt and shouted at Master until dawn. Somehow, out of that impulse, he carried his little luggage on his back and escaped from this place like a rabbit.

(two more)

Yu Gui put down his pen and hurried to the yard.The sun was already high up, and I haven't seen You Fan until now. When I first woke up, I thought it was because he was too tired from practicing sword last night, so I asked him to sleep more, but Lin Yan said that he never saw the door There was a movement, which made him flustered and rushed to his room immediately.

The bedding on the bed was a little messy, one door of the cupboard was opened, and the teacup on the table was knocked over and half a glass of water overflowed. It can be seen that the people in the room tidied up hastily and left in a hurry.

It wasn't until the disciple who caught the gate guard asked, that he realized that You Fan had gone out very early, with a small burden on his back, because he was a popular person next to the leader, and no one dared to stop him, only as if he was going out to play. After a play, he also reminded him to come back earlier.

Yu Gui didn't sleep for two days because of this. After finding out You Fan's whereabouts, he explained a few words to the left and right protectors, and simply took his luggage and prepared to leave.

"Master, we can go find someone, and we will tie you back no matter what, but we are really worried about you going alone!"

After the last incident, not to mention that Lin Yan was afraid, even Lao Luo was very worried. They would rather suffer some injuries themselves than let the leader act alone.

"You don't understand." Yu Gui suddenly darkened his expression, "This time I scared him."

Originally, he thought that the cycle would be gradual, with more skin-to-skin contact every day, so that the donkey could get used to it in advance, but he was too anxious, so he only thought of running away.

The left and right protectors looked at each other because they didn't understand, would the leader still be so considerate?

"I'll be back in half a month, no matter what the result is."

He held the sword, regardless of whether they agreed or not. Seeing his decisive attitude, the two of them really didn't dare to confront the fire, so they had to quickly order a group of good men to follow day and night. It was inevitable that they would be discovered. But at least he can protect the leader secretly, and the punishment is not a problem.

Lin Yan paced back and forth, the more he thought about it, the more he regretted it: "We should have followed by ourselves."

"Hmm, you should follow." Lao Luo was a little unhappy as he drank his tea.

"I'm talking about us!"

Lin Yan gave him a helpless look, and Lao Luo immediately felt wronged: "Can't you smell that I'm drinking tea?"

"...I have a bad nose."

Lao Luo hugged his waist sullenly: "You give me all you want!"

"...you're talking nonsense!"

Lao Luo curled his lips, he didn't know who hadn't stopped for a long time, and his heart was all on the leader!

"Let go of me first." After being intimate for so long, Lin Yan is still not used to being passive in broad daylight, "My eyelids haven't stopped in the afternoon."

"Feudal superstition is not a thing, no matter how you say it, you are the master of a religion, and you must have the ability to protect yourself."

"He almost didn't come back some time ago."

"...I'm going to be sore!"

Lin Yan rolled his eyes: "Can you still do something serious?"

"sure."

Lao Luo pursed his lips and smiled into a curved line: "Let's go back to the room to discuss."

"..."

Knowing the news of Bafang Fengfeng's departure, there was also Dai Youliang, the new leader of the Wulin League. After seeing a man in black, he immediately went to his study and wrote a letter, handing it in with a black and gold sign. I gave it to the man in black and asked him to send it to the capital overnight.

"Leader, don't worry, your subordinates will report on time."

"Be careful in everything, if you encounter an emergency, do you know what to do?"

"My subordinate understands."

Dai Youliang narrowed his eyes, and the gloom in his eyes disappeared after he left.

"League leader, Palace Master Xiaoyao is here to see you."

"Happy Palace Master?"

Only then did Dai Youliang recall that at the martial arts conference that day, the radiant Palace Mistress seemed to owe him a favor, and now he came to ask for it back?

The owner of the Xiaoyao Palace was dressed in casual clothes, and the purple jade crown on his head was replaced by a wooden hairpin, and he transformed into a handsome young master.

"Young girl, what are you stopping me for?"

The owner of Xiaoyao Palace was very unhappy about the fact that he had to report the entry into the Wulin League. Since he was a child, no one dared to make him wait, isn't it the Wulin League!If it wasn't for the servant girl, Qing Nu, who stopped her, she would definitely rush in and beat that guy up!

"Palace Master, this is the Martial Arts League, please feel wronged, otherwise we will be talked about by the Great Elder for more than ten days when we go back."

The little girl in Tsing Yi persuaded bitterly that she had to watch the Palace Master all the time when the First Elder wasn't around, to prevent him from doing anything that would get out of hand, but the Palace Master's temper was really a little bit, If he hadn't stopped just now, there might be rumors in the world tomorrow that Xiaoyao Palace is dissatisfied with the Wulin League and other gossip news, and the Great Elder must be angered to death.

In less than a moment, I saw the leader of the martial arts alliance coming from here with a smile while arranging his clothes. The owner of the Xiaoyao Palace raised his eyebrows when he saw it, and the anger just now was swept away. good looking.

The young girl hurriedly saluted: "I have met Leader Dai."

Dai Youliang nodded slightly, but Palace Master Xiaoyao raised his head and spoke to him: "Are you going to let me stand here and talk to you?"

"Palace Master..." The young girl tugged at his sleeve.

"Am I right?"

The leader smiled again, and gestured very politely: "Master Xiaoyao, please."

The disciples of the Wulin League have never seen any leader personally bow to other sects, so there is some resentment in their hearts, and they hate this Xiaoyao Palace even more.

Passing through the gate, there are two huge courtyards in front of the eyes. The owner of Xiaoyao Palace doesn't follow the rules, looks here and there, and is unrestrained.

"Although it's not as big as my Xiaoyao Palace, it's still a good place to stay." The owner of Xiaoyao Palace pretended to be casual.

"I heard that Xiaoyao Palace is located on an island, like a paradise."

"There are mountains, waters, and flowers, which are much better than yours. Are you interested?"

The young girl was a little mad: "Palace Master..."

"Why, it won't work if I invite him to visit the mountains and rivers?"

"I will definitely visit you when you have time in the future."

"Aren't you free now? The martial arts world is calm, don't you want to wait until you are the same age as the former leader before accepting my invitation?"

The young girl is going to embed her fingernails in her flesh!

Dai Youliang dismissed his subordinates, and the master of Xiaoyao Palace also fooled Qingnu away. The two sat down in the yard full of flowers and plants, and a pot of fine bamboo green tea wafted out the fragrance of May.

"How is the position of the leader?" The owner of the Xiaoyao Palace looked at him with great interest. He didn't have that kind of heart at first, and then he withdrew from the meeting, and deliberately sold his favor. I don't know what this person will do when he knows the truth. What about the reaction?Forget it and tell him later.

Regarding this question, Dai Youliang looked up at the sky, pointed to a sparrow that happened to fly by and said, "Eagle is suitable for soaring high in the sky."

"Oh, so you're enjoying yourself?"

"I have something to do."

When he said this, he secretly clenched his fists, which made the master of Xiaoyao slightly curl his mouth: "Do you still remember what you promised me?"

"Of course I haven't forgotten."

"Then you just remember it well, and don't go back on your word in the future."

"Ah."

The two quietly drank two cups, and after a long while, the owner of the Xiaoyao Palace revealed the purpose of the trip.

"Would you like to stay in the Wulin League for a few days?"

"Hmm, it's rare to avoid the eyes of the Great Elder, shouldn't you take my friend to have a good time in the paradise on earth full of praise?"

Xiaoyao Palace is afraid that there are other important matters, and the short stay is just his playful nature, Dai Youliang thought, the Wulin League is busy with affairs, he has not secured his position yet, if someone comes up with groundless rumors, this matter will be very difficult to handle.

"What? That's how you treat your benefactor? You don't even want to be a landlord?"

The owner of the Xiaoyao Palace was upset, and his mouth was pursed under the immature Baozi face, which made Dai Youliang, who was originally intending to refuse, suddenly changed his mind and nodded.

"Then take me to the room to have a look. It's best to arrange it by your side, so that I can find you in time."

He pulled Dai Youliang's hand involuntarily, and his slender fingers were slightly warm, warming Dai Youliang's palm.

(three more)

Outside Tianencheng Temple, the vermilion gate was stained with dust outside the Great Wall, and no one had cleaned it for five or six days. The leaves of the two big Bodhi trees were scattered everywhere, which added a bit of desolation to this lonely temple. .

You Fan went on the road for three consecutive days, and when he came back, he saw his home turned into this, and he felt very uncomfortable. He knew that the border was fighting fiercely, and Master must have temporarily closed the temple gate because of the injuries of Pa Shi brothers. Fortunately, he also knew another way. Although it was a bit shameful, he had to go in after all, otherwise wouldn't he just come back in vain?

The sun had just risen, and all 68 disciples in the temple gathered together to listen to the abbot's morning class. Today's lecture is about Buddhism

Chapter 36, no one didn’t listen carefully, including You Fan, who didn’t dare to go up to disturb him, so he just sat outside the door, quietly recited Buddhist scriptures, and returned to this place of pure heart, he finally calmed down. Forget everything that happened in the Central Plains.

Usually, after the morning class, all the disciples are busy with their own affairs.When everyone dispersed today, I suddenly found a person sitting outside the door, with hair that grew to the back, and the appearance was very familiar, but the head shape did not match. Only the abbot who came out at the end opened his eyes and shouted in surprise Come out: "Mi Fan!!"

Huanxi pet in the temple was instantly surrounded, You Fan stood up from the ground, he was a head taller than when he left, and now he is almost as tall as the elder brother, the originally lonely Buddhist hall suddenly became noisy, everywhere It is the joy of reunion.

Mi Fan put on his monk robe again, and the familiar smell made him a little moved.

The abbot pinched his fingers and asked him with a slight frown: "No gain from this trip?"

The little monk's mouth opened, and it seemed that there was something difficult to say.

"Or there is no news about Fuyun Zheng?" The abbot murmured, "It shouldn't be. When I returned from the Central Plains as a teacher, the legend of Fuyun Zheng was in full swing."

"Master, it's not Fuyun Zheng, it's..."

A young monk who has never experienced anything in the world of mortals, he really didn't know how to tell his closest relatives about it. The master asked him to go to the Central Plains to fulfill the Buddhist order. Unexpectedly, he had a second heart. He had learned It has only been a few months since his Dharma, and it seems that he has completely forgotten it.

The abbot touched the little head with long hair lovingly, and said softly: "You choose to come back, it must be because you have encountered some untie knot. After a few days, you can talk about it slowly and become a teacher." listen."

"Good master."

Life in the temple was normal. Mifan was a little unfamiliar at first, but he quickly got used to it. If he could come back, the happiest thing was to quit his anger. He seemed unwilling to leave for a moment, so he went whenever he could After pestering the little uncle, the abbot often stroked his beard after seeing this, but he didn't say a word.

Three days later, a strange guest came to Tianencheng Temple.He stood outside the vermilion Buddhist gate, looked up for a quarter of an hour, then put his toes on the ground, flew to the shady linden tree, found a suitable branch, and sat cross-legged to rest.

The senior brother in the first seat saw him when he came out to inspect, and also felt the unfathomable martial arts of the other party, so he didn't dare to offend easily, but put his hands together, and asked politely: "Amitabha, I don't know why the benefactor came here?"

Yu Gui opened his eyes from a small nap, jumped lightly, and stood in front of him, "I'm here to find someone."

The first seat looked at him carefully, the clothes were all expensive fabrics, and the accessories were also rare and exotic, could it be a secular friend in the temple?

"I don't know which junior in Tianencheng Temple the Master Benefactor is looking for?"

"No need." Yu Gui's tone was indifferent, and he didn't show any expression, but what he said surprised the chief: "I'm here to find my sweetheart, and I won't bother him if he doesn't want to."

"!!!" The poor head still foolishly reminded: "Did the benefactor find the wrong way? All the people in this temple are... monks."

No matter how bad your sweetheart is, she's still a nun, right?Then you have to go another thirty miles to the west!

Yu Gui glanced at him and said, "I look like a road idiot?"

Although the first one is old and has a deep cultivation, he doesn't know why he dare not talk back, and this happened suddenly, he hurriedly wanted to go back to the temple to report to the abbot, but Yu Gui stopped him: "Master, don't need more When he thinks clearly, he can look up and see me."

So in the next few days, all the juniors found that the first senior seemed to like to talk with his head down.

To say that it is different from usual is that Mi Fan is still used to playing swordsmanship a few times at night, and he will not sneak back to his room to sleep until that hour. In one night, lovesickness deepens an inch.

I don't know if this stupid donkey is the same.

As the days passed, Mi Fan, who had calmed down, would sit in the yard and think about certain things after practicing his sword skills. In the clear night sky, with the bright moon illuminating the horizon, whose eyes were as bright as stars?

"Wow!"

Mi Fan moved his butt back in fright. Didn't he see Xing Zi, he really saw a pair of eyes.

Yu Gui stepped out of the bodhi tree, performed lightness kung fu and flew down, standing in front of him a few feet away.

"Teach me, teach the leader...???"

Surprise mixed with surprise made Mifan's mind go blank and he couldn't say anything.

Yu Gui's body was stained with the wind and sand from the northwest, and he didn't look as fresh as when he was in the Central Plains. It was obvious that the wind, food and sleep in the trees these days made him feel a little miserable, and his face was a little smelly: "You're so stupid!"

Mi Fan flattened his mouth and said aggrievedly, "Who told you to hide so high?"

Yu Gui stepped forward slowly, and hugged him involuntarily. Ever since he realized his feelings for him, no matter if he felt sour or angry at his stupidity, this person has always been by his side, visible and tangible.Over the past few days, we have been watching from afar, as if we were separated by thousands of miles, visible but intangible, which made our leader very depressed.

Huanxi has always been loved by others, but this seems to be different from usual. Mi Fan felt that his heart was about to jump to the sky, but he didn't dare to let him hear it, so he could only hold his breath Son, I almost suffocated myself unexpectedly.

"Mifan."

A call came from a distance, it was the voice of the master, Mi Fan quickly broke away from the embrace of the leader, and looked back, when he turned his head, the leader had already returned to the tree, crossed his legs, and did not look away, as if I'm telling him - I won't bother you, come up to me when you get better.

This is the temper of the leader.

Mi Fan hesitated for a while, then left.

Yu Gui looked up at the bright moon, and his mood became gloomy again.

The abbot set out the tea and waited for the apprentice to knock on the door and enter. Besides a set of teacups, there was also a string of Buddhist beads and a bodhi seed on the table. Mi Fan clenched his hands when he saw it, honestly telling what happened in the Central Plains It took half an hour to talk about the matter, and he may not have noticed that a certain name appeared many times in the content of the talk.

"Master, aren't apprentices quite useless?"

Mi Fan scratched his hair, originally wanted to touch his head, but now that he caught three thousand hairs, he became even more troubled.

The abbot squeezed his beard and nodded: "It's extremely useless."

"what?"

Mi Fan just said that casually, but who knows that the master really feels that he is useless, and the mood is hard to calm down, so he opened his mouth and said: "Master, you should let Senior Brother Kongwu go to Fuyun Zheng, and you will help me re-shave tomorrow, and then I just didn’t go anywhere, and stayed in the temple for the rest of my life, chanting scriptures and chanting Buddha.”

Is this a good idea?

The abbot felt that it was indeed a good way to look at it from a certain point of view. If you don’t think about it, you can be as plain as water. Maybe in the future this apprentice will become a generation of divine monks and be admired by the temple forever.But he is not suitable for this method of severing the world of mortals. The rise of love is equivalent to leaving a mark on his heart. Who can guarantee that this mark will not become a regret before his death?

The abbot frowned and did not speak for a long time.

Mi Fan suddenly felt very uncomfortable. Just as he was about to open his mouth, the abbot also spoke: "Don't be anxious, drink the tea first."

The little monk obeyed obediently, and he didn't know whether it was a psychological effect or what. He really calmed down and sat up straight, waiting for the master to continue to enlighten him.

"Since you were young, you liked to recite Buddhist scriptures and dharma. As your master, I am always proud of having a disciple like you. The Buddhist beads are originally Bodhi, and they have been polished many times to form scripture beads. Now you have two pieces, your heart Which one does it end up in?"

Mifan's hand instinctively reached out to the Buddha beads. He was so familiar with this thing. Even though he hadn't touched it for several months, he could recall countless scenes of putting his hands together when he saw it. stopped.

The abbot understood, and silently recited Amitabha.

"Master..."

"The general trend may not be reasonable. Only the direction of the heart can lead to a good end."

The sixteen characters, each and every word, were like a ray of light entering Mi Fan's heart, allowing him to break free from the shackles.

"Would you blame me?"

Mifan picked up the bodhi bead, still a little apprehensive, if he really returned to vulgarity, who would take care of the master in the future?

The abbot put on a straight face: "The apprentice who has worked so hard to cultivate is unable to pass on the Dharma of the master. Can we not blame you!"

"Then I..." Feeling soft for a moment, he wanted to put it back, but the abbot didn't give him the chance: "Then fine you come back six or seven times a month, at least three days each time, how about it?"

"It doesn't seem to work."

The abbot called back without any distress at all: "You white-eyed wolf! You are not filial! You haven't officially left the vulgar, and you even flew to so-and-so with your heart?"

Mi Fan stuck out his tongue, thinking that it was not you who made me fly.

The abbot is getting angrier the more he looks at it. The ambiguous hug he witnessed just now was not so annoying. Why is it that his lungs are exploding now?

After a good meal was cleaned up, Mi Fan made a strong promise: "I will definitely come back to accompany Master every spring and autumn, and I will not let Master pass away alone."

"Okay, you're still filial."

Everyone has been snatched away, the abbot will inevitably want to lose his temper, but he still can't bear the look of this little head drooping every day, not to mention that he has known for a long time that he must go back to the world of mortals, so he just Can do as much as possible.

Mi Fan had a good night's sleep, and when he got up the next day, he was planning to tell the leader his true feelings, but he searched all over the bodhi tree, but he didn't see that figure.

The sweeping monk Mi Wu has lost a lot of hostility in the past few months, but after all he has resentment towards him, so he deliberately delayed telling him: "That person left early, I'm afraid he won't be able to wait for the person he wants to wait for." , feel disheartened!"

After hearing this, Mi Fan ran away, and disappeared in no time, his vengeance was at work again, so Mi Wu deliberately went to make a small report that he was meddling in his own business and left the temple casually, but was kicked out by the abbot and criticized.

Tianencheng Temple is still some distance away from the border state city. Mi Fan chased him all the way and ran to the gate of the city, but he didn't hear any news about Yu Gui. He was really disheartened, even if he went by himself, he would be blocked at the door of the altar.

After waiting for so many days, why not wait another day?

Mi Fan returned with extremely heavy steps, not only complaining, but also angry at himself for not being enlightened.When walking to the water pool in front of the temple, some cats and dogs jumped out, barking happily, as if they were also celebrating the reunion at this moment.

"Little Miscellaneous, do you look so good-looking?"

Although the mixed-haired puppies are still in different colors, their fur has grown evenly and feels smooth to the touch. It seems that someone has taken good care of them during his absence.

"So you secretly raised these cats and dogs?"

A cold voice came from behind the bushes, very familiar, Mi Fan turned his head in shock, he saw a black figure, tall and straight, with long hair flying in the wind, his appearance was very pleasing.

"Zijin!"

Mi Fan didn't care about the little miscellaneous hair anymore, and the joy in his heart surged, urging him to hold the leader tightly in his arms.

I didn't pay attention last night, only to realize that You Fan is now half a head taller than him, why is there a sense of crisis? ? ?

"I thought you went back to the wind and rain disheartened, and then left me here."

"There is such a plan."

Mi Fan looked up at him, and the leader pointed to the sticky cats and dogs: "They won't let them."

So the day before leaving, Mifan made a big basket of cabbage buns, and handed over the craftsmanship to Jie Chen, asking him to raise them for himself.

"Little uncle, why are you leaving again?"

Jie Chen thought that he could be with his junior uncle forever, but he didn't expect him to leave again.

"The Fuyun Zheng hasn't been found yet, I haven't finished what Master asked me to do."

"But..." Jie Chen pouted aggrievedly, "I want to go too."

"No, no, you have to take care of the little bastards for me."

This kind of thing can be replaced by others.

"Okay, it's getting late, I have to go get my things and go on the road." Mi Fan patted him on the shoulder, "I will definitely get Fu Yunzheng back soon, and then I will make you a five-vegetable soup."

Unexpectedly, the little martial uncle still remembered this incident, Jie Chen's heart became happy again in an instant, he wanted to hold his hand, but he slipped away from between his fingers, only to see the tall figure walking away step by step.

The little uncle with long hair seems to be different in many places.

More handsome, and more... with...

This is a question that he has been thinking about for several months after quitting anger. After he figured it out, maybe the abbot will let him go back to the vulgar.

On the way to Islam, the customs-clearing state city was tightly closed. There is only one road here, and the others are on the edge of the battlefield. It is very dangerous to enter and exit. Usually the gates will be closed. The defense must be strengthened, otherwise it is easy to encounter a surprise attack.

"There is a trail on the side, but it is very rough. Shall we go?"

Yu Gui nodded without hesitation: "If you leave for too long, Lin Yan might fire you if you go back."

"..." You Fan was angry, "I'm not the leader!"

"That's why he dared."

"..."

Yu Gui smiled softly, and that kind of bump into the little monk's heart made him jump wildly all the way! !

The emergency of the war is an external statement. The real reason is that the emperor was seriously injured in the war, and his spleen was pierced by the enemy's crossbow. A group of people were so anxious that they didn't close their eyes for two nights, and their minds were all on the emperor inside.

At this time, a soldier came to report in a hurry, saying that he had captured a prisoner, who was not like a soldier, but a handsome scholar, and clamored to see His Majesty.

Chen Boming was already extremely worried about the emperor's injury, but now he yelled loudly: "Catch him and beat him to death with a stick!"

Anyone who knows him well knows that this general has a hot temper, and no one in the army dares to provoke him. The soldier was so frightened that his legs and feet were so weak that he could hardly walk, and the imperial doctor who staggered out from the inside said in horror: " Your Majesty... Your Majesty is about to... General Chen, General Chen! Your Majesty has been calling out the name of Imperial Physician Wen, and I am afraid that only Wen Sichen, who has excellent medical skills in this world, can heal your Majesty."

Chen Boming frowned, and resisted the urge to kick him over. Just as he was about to go in, something flashed through his mind, and he hurried forward.

Six hours later, it was already late at night, and the emperor's military tent was brightly lit, but his brows were obviously relieved under the firelight.

Seeing Wen Sichen again, the two imperial physicians in the imperial hospital couldn't help but feel relieved. They wiped their sweat secretly, and finally rescued the emperor.

"Doctor Wen, you will take care of His Majesty these few days!"

Chen Boming had also heard some stories between them. As for why Wen Sichen appeared here, he was not interested. As long as he could save the emperor, that would be good, and the emperor would solve the rest by himself.

The group of people finally got a chance to rest and dispersed one after another. Wen Sichen originally wanted to find some quilts to make a bed on the floor. When this person was sick since childhood, if he woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't see himself, he would cry and make a fuss and hang himself. Although the madness is cured now, I still don't feel at ease, for fear that his wound will be uncomfortable or something.Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, Xinhuang held onto it tightly as if he had sensed it, as if he was afraid that if he let go again, it would last forever