The Secret History of Demon Emperor Blasphemy

Seeing the person on the couch clearly, he took a half step back subconsciously, then closed his eyes instinctively, and recited a short section of the "Pure Heart Mantra", until he heard an all-too-familiar light laughter in the room, and the monk fell in love with him. come to my senses——

The person in the room was not an illusion born of his obsession, but a real person, that delicate young man who should have stayed thousands of miles away at this moment, but now appeared in front of him inexplicably.

——and it was still in the only hut provided by the family where he stayed.

After seeing the monk, there was no movement for a long time. Su Yezi, who was pretending to be asleep, opened his eyes, lay down on the couch, looked at it with a smile, and said, "Master, it's already dark today. It's dark, do you still want to bother others, and then go to another house to spend the night?"

"..."

Even though he originally had such a thought, after hearing Su Yezi's voice and seeing the monk, he could only suppress this thought in his heart. He sighed, lowered his gaze, stepped into the room, and then turned and closed the door.

Facing the wooden door and thinking for a long time, the monk could only turn to the room in the end, but just half of his body turned sideways, his figure froze for a moment.

Su Zizi didn't know when she got off the couch quietly, and she was standing in front of him at this time, the distance between the two was only a few inches, so close that they could even hear each other's breathing.

"...Su benefactor."

After the monk regained his senses, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he clasped his hands in front of him, while suppressing his gaze.

"That's not what you called me before." Su Zizi hooked the corners of his lips, neither retreating nor approaching, forcing the young monk who was obviously taller than himself to this square inch.

"It's a worldly matter." The young monk pressed his gaze so that people could not see the emotion in his eyes, and he could only hear his voice calm and unwavering, "No matter what happened in the past, now I have converted to Buddhism, and the past is just a fleeting moment. Please also ask Su The benefactor should not be obsessed with obscurity."

"You can talk about the matter between us alone, you don't need to ask me?" Su Zizi sneered, his brows and eyes were slightly cold, "How can there be such a reason in this world?"

Seeing that it didn't make sense, the young monk no longer tried to argue with Su Yezi, and lowered his eyes and refused to speak.

"...you elm head."

Being so annoyed by this traitor who said he couldn't beat him, Su Zizi snorted, turned and walked back into the room, then turned around and sat on the couch, patted the bed next to him with cold eyes: " Come here and rest with me."

The monk looked at Su Yezi in a daze, and the two of them couldn't see each other for a moment, then he immediately lowered his eyes, clasped his hands, moved his lips, and quickly recited the scriptures: "..."

"Are you going to rest tonight?"

Su Yezi raised one side of her eyebrows, her pupils were shining like stars.

After the monk still refused to answer, Su Zizi didn't feel annoyed, she stood up and seemed to go out of the room: "Well, I'll ask this family to make another room for us."

When the scriptures in the monk's mouth came to an abrupt end, he raised his eyes slightly annoyed to look at Su Yezi.

Su Yezi, who walked up to him, had a half-smile, glanced at the bed, then turned back and fixed on his body.

He and Su Yezi looked at each other for a long time, and after the monk compromised, he still walked to the bed, took off his thin-soled straw sandals, and lay down on the inner side of the bed.

Su Yezi, who came over, looked at the figure with his back to him, his eyes flashed, and he got on the couch.He forced the young monk, who was already close to the wall, into the position of a few inches, and then pressed it behind the man's ear, exhaling gently and slowly:

"You were not so indifferent when you were on my cave couch."

The monk's back froze.

"Turn back." Su Yezi pressed his ears behind the young monk's ear, his breath was ambiguous, but his tone was unquestionable.

After a stalemate for a while, unable to resist the erratic heart, the young monk turned back expressionlessly.

Su Yezi had already stepped back to a safe distance, and for the agreed compromise, she curled the corners of her lips in satisfaction, and closed her eyes in the familiar breath.

After a while, when the breathing of the other person in the room gradually calmed down, the monk with a tense expression slowly opened his eyes.His eyes followed the eyebrows and eyes of the young man who was close at hand, stroking every arc little by little, until this face was almost carved into his bones, and he moved his fingers hanging under the sleeves of his robe.

The candles in the room were extinguished with a rustle.

-

In the early morning, the faint morning light casts into the thatched cottage, and the crisp birdsong resounds in the mountains and fields, awakening the sleeping village.

The young monk on the couch opened his eyes, his eyes were still dazed - it was a rare good sleep without dreams, and it seemed that he hadn't had it since he came out of Wangchentan.

When Kankan came back to his senses, the young monk was about to move when he felt the pressure in his arms and stopped.

He looked down, his eyes were full of waves.

——The young man with long hair was nestled in his arms, he seemed to be sleeping peacefully and comfortably, even the corners of his lips were curled up relaxedly, he didn't know what beautiful scenery was in his dream.

He froze for a moment, then sighed silently.

The rules in the temple have always been strict, and this person should abide by the temple rules because he recited the name of a lay disciple.But somehow he escaped the supervision of the monastery, when the disciple on duty realized that there was no one in his residence, he was afraid that the monastery would take his lay disciples for questioning.

Thinking of this, Liao frowned slightly.

"Early in the morning, is it so annoying to see me?"

Suddenly, a lazy voice sounded from his arms.

Before waiting for an answer, the owner of the voice sat up yawning, combed his long hair, and looked back, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and the pupils were full of laziness that had just woken up.

"How did you leave the temple?" Thinking of his previous worries, he also sat up and asked while looking at the other party.

Su Yezi stared for a moment, then the corners of his eyes were bent down, with a slightly tantalizing arc, "He walked out."

"There are disciples on duty at the foot of the mountain. If you really have no cultivation, how can you escape?" The monk frowned even more.

"..."

A cool fingertip touched the monk's forehead.

"Here, let go." Su Zizi ordered lazily, lifting his eyes.When the other party obeyed his voice instinctively, Su Yezi's eyes melted into ice, and a little smile melted into his eyes, "I did escape directly from the temple. ?”

Su Yezi's heartless and indifferent appearance really annoyed him: "The temple rules are strict, how can you openly disobey them?"

"It's your temple rules, not mine. Why can't I disobey?" Su Zizi withdrew her fingertips, turned around and went to bed, "Before I left, I also left a message for them."

Looking at him: "What did you leave?"

"I told them that I'm here to follow my master who taught me." Su Yezi was confident, "Buddhist practice can't be missed for a day, since you have to go to the world to practice after becoming a master, then I should naturally follow you That's right."

Got it: "..."

"One more thing," Su Zizi turned around and leaned on the wooden table, smiling and looking at the monk on the couch. "Okay, after Master woke up today, he finally stopped calling me a benefactor?"

Liao's expression froze, he lowered his eyes, got up and left the thatched cottage after a long while without saying a word.

Outside the hut, the peasant woman who has already woken up in the morning is cleaning the courtyard.

After seeing the monk and going out, the peasant woman just happened to look over. His expression returned to calm, and he raised his hand and made a Namaste with the woman: "I bothered the benefactor last night, thank you benefactor for taking care of me."

The peasant woman glanced strangely at the hut where the monk came out, and then waved her hand with a slightly strange expression: "You are welcome, little master, you—"

Before the words finished, Su Zizi walked out from the cottage behind him.

The peasant woman's voice stopped abruptly, her eyes fixed on Su Yezi for a few seconds, then turned to the young monk in front, and then turned back again.

The monk didn't expect Su Zizi to come out so generously. He frowned slightly and was about to explain, when the peasant woman bowed to Su Zizi: "It turns out that you didn't leave last night, my lord. It was us who neglected..."

In that expression, it could be said to be full of sincerity and sincerity.

He turned his eyes to Su Yezi.

Su Zizi naturally understood and was puzzled. With a move of his true essence, he helped the woman up, and then explained to someone with a half-smile: "It was just a matter of lifting the demon cultivator yesterday. You don't need to be too polite. What's more, you took in this little master as I said, didn't you?"

At this moment, I have already realized - the woman's anomaly last night was clearly caused by the person beside me.

The woman had a worried look on her face: "It's just that the nobleman let the wicked man go away yesterday, I'm afraid he will come back to seek trouble later."

"I'm afraid he won't come." Su Zizi's pupils were shining brightly, and a trace of coolness slowly dissipated, "The old department of Yazi, the second general under the devil emperor in the past... It seems that the devil has lived in peace for too long recently, so that these People's tentacles have extended to the fairyland."

"... the old department of Yazi?"

I frowned.

"Why, good boy—" Su Yezi swallowed the second word abruptly. Seeing that he was immersed in his thoughts and didn't pay attention, he smiled again, "Master knows?"

"..."

Liao remained silent, his deep eyes were covered by his eyelids, and the thumb of his right hand in the monk's robe couldn't help rubbing his index finger. The black ring he put on after leaving the temple gate exuded an icy coolness.

When he heard that word, the killing intent that suddenly surfaced in his heart came violently and inexplicably.

"……traitor."

The black air in the young monk's eyes suddenly flashed, his lips moved slightly, and his voice was cold and deep.

"What?" Su Yezi asked suspiciously.

Suddenly he came back to his senses, the demonic energy in his eyes faded, as if his whole body was suddenly withdrawn from the dark and cold environment, and then bathed in the warm light of the mountains and fields at this time.After a while he shook his head: "Nothing."

Knowing that she would not get any answers if she continued to ask, Su Yezi twitched the corners of her lips and was about to speak, but suddenly raised her eyes and looked to the north.

Perhaps his actions were too obvious, so he closed his eyes and said, "What's wrong?"

"..."

The corners of Su Yezi's lips curled up, and her eyes were cold:

"Here comes the death."

The author has something to say: the devil emperor's rebellious subordinates came to beg for torture :)