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Ye Huaiyao was quite calm: "Your gentleman believes in promises. Since we cooperate, naturally we can't be suspicious of each other."

He smiled slightly, and said: "So I'm going to explain the confusion for Pavilion Master Jun, can you also answer my previous question?"

Ye Huaiyao just asked whether it was Jun Zhihan who designed the Yaotai collapse 18 years ago, but this time Jun Zhihan didn't find any excuses to shirk it.

He said regretfully: "Not bad. It's a pity that there was a small deviation in the middle, and the expected effect was not achieved. I am very sorry. Fortunately, the two of you are not ordinary people, and they came back after 18 years. Regret for life."

The little deviation he mentioned probably refers to the accident between Rong Wang and Ye Huaiyao because of the seal of the Taoist couple.

Ye Huaiyao felt guilty.

He felt that Jun Zhihan should not be able to see the "specific circumstances" of the accident, because if he understood the situation at that time in time, his so-called "deviation" would not have occurred.

But there are always contingencies. This person has no scruples at the moment. If he really knows something, he will say it in front of everyone...

Ye Huaiyao was not afraid of anything else, but he was afraid that his senior brother Yan Chen would be pissed to death first.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Rong Fan, but he saw that Rong Fan was also looking at him.

The eyes of the two met, and Rong Fan shook his head slightly as if he had understood Ye Huaiyao's thoughts.

He seemed to be saying, don't be afraid, with me, I won't let this person talk nonsense.

His expression made Ye Huaiyao feel at ease, and felt that he knew it if he knew it, and it didn't seem to be a big deal.

He asked the next question: "Then, Pavilion Master Jun, do you also have hatred against me?"

Although Jun Zhihan keeps talking about Rong Wang, and everything he does is to set up a trap for him, but every time he can precisely involve Ye Huaiyao.

If it was a coincidence, Ye Huaiyao felt that he really had to go to the temple to donate more incense money.

——His character shouldn't be that bad, right?

Jun Zhihan's eyes flickered, and the expression on his face was a little dazed for a moment.

This was the first time he showed such an expression, but soon, Jun Zhihan said in a very firm tone: "Of course I have no enmity with you."

He glanced at Ye Huaiyao, and added: "But I have other wishes."

Ye Huaiyao also became a little nervous for no reason, and felt that he really wanted to know the answer: "What?"

Jun Zhihan took a deep look at him, just smiled, but refused to speak anymore.

Seeing him like this, Yan Chen said: "It's better to arrest people first and deal with them later. There are many wounded people who need to be treated. The fire in Wanfa Chengxin Temple has just been extinguished, and the damaged items have to be counted one by one. Tianlou can help."

What he said was also the top priority. Master Jiexuan thanked him with a smile, took out the vajra pestle that he carried with him, recited the formula, and threw it at Jun Zhihan.

The Vajra Pestle turned into a pair of shackles, and was fastened on his body.

At that moment, Jun Zhihan's body sank, his knees slightly bent indistinctly, and two deep footprints were stepped on the soil on the ground.

But immediately, his expression was normal, and he stood up straight again, standing proudly.

Other people who didn't know the details only saw that Jun Zhihan's movements were restricted, and didn't see any other abnormalities.

But Ye Huaiyao knew that the shackles formed by the vajra pestle weighed several thousand catties. If it was someone else, they would be crushed to the ground and unable to move.

For Jun Zhihan to stand upright here, it is obvious that not only is his heart firm, but his personality is also extremely proud, and he refuses to show weakness in the slightest.

Master Jiexuan obviously noticed this too, probably felt that such a person could not follow the right path, he had a look of regret on his face, shook his head and proclaimed the Buddha's name, then turned around and went to the monks to examine their injuries one by one.

Rong Wang glanced in that direction, but didn't intend to pay attention to it.But after hesitating for a moment, he followed the monks and walked over.

When he passed by Jun Zhihan, Jun Zhihan suddenly said, "Devil Lord."

Rong Huang stopped, and glanced sideways at him.

Jun Zhihan asked in a very low voice: "Wanfa Chengxin Temple, you actually burned it?"

Just now, the monks had an accident first, and then the temple caught fire. Everyone naturally thought that it was the same person who did it.

But only Jun Zhihan knew that setting the fire was not his handiwork.

It's just that now that so many crimes have been confessed, no one will believe the defense at this time, so he can only suffer from this dumbness.

Rong Huang raised his eyebrows and said lightly, "Yes."

Junzhi smiled coldly: "I knew it."

Rong Wang said: "Palace Master Jun, please don't blame me, I have already reminded you just now. It is not you who framed me, but I who framed you."

He smiled slightly and deliberately annoyed him: "Thank you for helping me create opportunities."

Jun Zhihan was neither in a hurry nor annoyed, and asked again: "Why did you do this? What good will it do you to burn down Wanfa Chengxin Temple?"

Rong Huang said indifferently: "Stop thinking about things that shouldn't be moving. It's more important to think about how many days you can live."

After he finished speaking, he ignored Jun Zhihan and walked straight in the direction of Master Jiexuan.

When he got close, he said, "Host."

Although he knew that he did not do everything, but Rong Huang destroyed the Buddha statues, shook the main hall of Chengxin Temple, and then took the souls of the monks, creating the illusion that they were cheating their deaths.

This method was like a thunderbolt, and it also left a deep shadow on everyone.

Therefore, seeing him coming, many monks showed expressions of defense or vigilance.

Master Jiexuan looked as usual, with a friendly smile on his face, clasped his hands together and said: "May I ask what is the matter?"

Facing his inquiry, Rong Wang did not intend to attack or mock to show off, he bowed politely and returned the gift, then took out a jade bottle from his bosom and handed it to Jiexuan.

He said: "The injuries on these monks are more or less related to me. This bottle contains the dew of broom flowers and clear wind. Mix it in water and take it. It can nourish the soul and calm the soul. Give it to the host."

Rong Huang's tone was very flat, and there was no trace of guilt in his expression, but his kindness was as rare and incredible as the sun rising in the west and the blizzard falling in summer.

Ring Xiang, who had fought fiercely with Rong Wang before, is next to him. His skill is profound, and at this time his state has mostly recovered.

Although he already knew that there were many misunderstandings in the middle, Xiang Xiang had always hated evil and hated monsters deeply, and he was also offended by Rong Huang in the previous battle, so he didn't believe that he could have any good intentions at this time.

He couldn't help but said: "Brother presiding officer, you must not trust the words of the villain. According to my opinion, the contents of this bottle are probably poisonous. It is better to be cautious."

Rong Huan raised his eyebrows, just about to say whether he likes to eat or not, but Jie Xuan smiled slightly:

"Precepts and precepts, why do you have appearances? Don't you hear that all sentient beings have the wisdom and virtues of the Tathagata. Using humans and demons to distinguish good from evil, and past evil to erase today's good are all delusion and falsehood."

His tone was kind, just teaching earnestly, he couldn't hear the slightest sense of reproach, but he blushed when he said that, he didn't dare to argue any more, and said calmly: "I was wrong."

Jie Xuanchong said arrogantly: "Thank you, the demon king, for giving me the medicine. I also hope that the demon king will use up his endless intentions, get rid of the predestined relationship, and obtain the Dharma as soon as possible."

If someone else had said these words to him, Rong Wang would most likely have said "I am a demon, how can I get the law" to push back.

But this abbot Jiexuan has a kind of clear and gentle aura, and the compassion and kindness of the truly enlightened eminent monk is vividly reflected in him, even though Rong Wang disagrees, he respects him.

He was silent for a while and said, "Thank you for the explanation, host."

Jiexuan didn't know that Rong Huang came to donate the medicine not out of sudden kindness, but because he was thinking about the sweetheart who had managed to catch up with him, and didn't want the other party to suffer damage or embarrass his reputation because of him.

He only felt that although the other party was a demon king and had a stern style on weekdays, he had some rare kind thoughts, which was very difficult, so he suddenly developed a good impression.

Jiexuan Guanrong had a hint of inadequacy on his face, and seemed to have a knot in his heart, so he couldn't help but speak out.

After the two answered, Rong Juan walked away from the group of monks, and suddenly understood why Ye Huaiyao felt uncomfortable when he was in Lihentianzhong.

——surrounded by a pile of sandalwood beads, incense and the smell of an old monk, he also felt very uncomfortable.

Rong Wang's eyes swept around, and he saw all the monks performing their duties and busy.

Some are helping to heal wounds, while others are checking among the burned temples to see if there are any artifacts, calligraphy and paintings left in the ashes.

This is a slow job, you can't use spells, you can only search a little bit.

Yan Chen was standing with the Master Yuan of Guiyuan Villa, the other looked eager, but his expression was cold, obviously the conversation between the two parties was not very pleasant.

Rong Wang couldn't find Ye Huaiyao's shadow either, he was a little disappointed, and worried that he might find something in the unburned temple on the other side, so he also went in to search around.

The entire temple exudes a faint burnt atmosphere, and the Buddhist paintings on the walls have also been blackened by smoke, and they have long lost the solemnity of the past.

In the remaining pictures, the eyes of the bodhisattvas and Buddhas looked out of the painting faintly, as if they seemed to have life, condemning the sudden intruders.

Although Rong Wang was really the culprit of this scene, he walked in it with an indifferent expression, and there was no sign of guilt or guilt at all.

If this scene is seen by Master Jiexuan, he will definitely regret his previous playing against the cow.

Rong Huan took a few steps, and suddenly felt the wind blowing behind him, the movement was not small, obviously the other party did not deliberately hide it.

That is to provoke!

Rong Juan's eyes froze, he turned around with his sword in hand, but there was no one behind him.

On the contrary, there was another wind from the direction his back was facing, but there was no attack, as if he was playing with him.

Who would be so bored and want to die, making such a joke with Bei Cang Mojun?

After Rong Wang was slightly stunned, there was a smile in his eyes.

He let go of the hilt of the sword, flicked his sleeves, and a wave of devilish energy spread from all sides to the rear, temporarily blocking the opponent's escape route, and at the same time, Rong recklessly snatched it back, and sure enough, he hugged a person.

He easily hugged the person in his arms, turned around, and the person in front of him with a handsome face and a smile was none other than Ye Huaiyao.

Rong Wang smiled and said: "I said why I didn't see you outside just now, so I hid here."

Ye Huaiyao said with a smile: "People say that Beicang Mojun is the person who likes bullying men and women the most, and taking advantage of others. It seems to be true. You don't even look at who it is, just hug it. What if you hug the wrong person?" ?”

The entire Buddhist hall was dimly lit and dilapidated, but when he smiled so brightly, it gave people a sense of radiance, and Rong Wang couldn't help stretching out his hand to gently pinch Ye Huaiyao's face.

He sighed softly: "I am so vicious, no one cares about me, so I am grateful to Ming Sheng for not giving up, and I am willing to commit myself to the Demon Palace, facing each other day and night, isn't it?"

Ye Huaiyao thought of the monk's nondescript praise before, and smiled on his face. Perhaps the eight words "dedicated to the devil's palace, face each other day and night" are not a problem in themselves, but when combined with his relationship with Rong Huang, people can't help but be confused. Think too much.

"I found out that you really don't fight for three days, and go to the house to Jiewa."

Ye Huaiyao raised his hand and pointed at each other, made a posture of drawing the sword, and said threateningly: "I heard that Lihentian's land is fertile, and the devils raised are very delicious, so I want to sneak in and catch two and cook them. We meet each other day and night, just to drink your blood and eat your flesh, to see if you are afraid or not."

Rong Wang just made a joke just now, but when he heard what Ye Huaiyao said, his expression was subtle, and he couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

He rarely showed such a vivid expression, Ye Huaiyao was startled for a moment, and then realized that Rong Wang was laughing at something.

It's fine to say anything else, drinking his blood and eating his flesh, I really did this.

——Didn't he bite out the Taoist couple contract between the two?Rong Wang didn't even want to get rid of the scar on his wrist.

Ye Huaiyao's face became slightly hot, but he also found it funny, and said nonchalantly, "Last time I ate raw, next time I ate cooked."

Although Rong Wang liked to see the other party angry and smiling, he was also afraid that Ye Huaiyao would not get off the stage, so he stopped teasing him, so he lowered his head and kissed Ye Huaiyao's fist that was raised to scare him, and then wrapped his hand and pushed it towards him. Sideways, mustered up the courage, and kissed the bridge of his nose lightly.

It feels so good to be so legitimate, after the kiss, Rong Wang didn't feel any resistance from the other party, and felt light and light all over, happier than becoming a fairy.

He said softly: "Anything is fine, it's not just a matter of your words."

Rong Huan hugged Ye Huaiyao again, and saw that the futons beside him were clean, so he picked them up and placed them on the stone steps beside the altar, and asked, "Are you busy going out? Come if you're not busy." Sit down for a while, I really brought you something."

Ye Huaiyao said: "If there is something going on outside, senior brother will definitely send me a summons. Let's sit down, what did you take?"

Like children, the two sat side by side on the side of the steps, Rong Wang took out an orange fruit from his bosom, wiped it with a handkerchief, and handed it to Ye Huaiyao.

Ye Huaiyao saw that the fruit was round, about the size of an apple, and quite soft when pinched, and asked, "What?"

Rong Zhuang coughed and said, "Rejoice fruit."

Ye Huaiyao just took a bite, and felt that although it was a fruit, the flesh inside was creamy and sweet, as if it contained a bag of water, and it tasted better than cheese.

He was about to praise the delicious food, but when he said these three words, his eyes widened immediately, he was so shocked that he almost choked.

Even though he knew that the two of them were the only ones hiding in the ruined temple for a private meeting, Ye Huaiyao subconsciously looked to both sides secretly, and then whispered: "Hey, did you steal it?"

Rong Huang rubbed his nose with his index finger knuckles, and said, "Well...it's okay, no one saw it."

Suixi fruit is a special product on Wanfa Mountain. It was born in response to the aura of Buddhism. There is only one tree that grows on the mountainside.

It blooms once every 100 years, and bears fruit once every 100 years. It only bears three or five fruits each time, so it is very precious, and it also has the effect of accumulating spiritual energy and regulating meridians.

Rong Huang came up the mountain to find fault with the murderer, he didn't think about it at first, but when he walked halfway, he happened to come across some fruits growing on this tree.

He himself was not very interested in eating, but thinking that Ye Huaiyao might be happy to see him, he immediately felt that he should get one for whatever he wanted.

It's just that under the watchful eyes of everyone, the majestic demon king steals food, which doesn't sound very good after all.

So Rong Huang ordered all the devils to turn their backs, cover their ears, and close their eyes, and he picked a fruit for his sweetheart without anyone seeing him, and hid it until now to offer the treasure.

Ye Huaiyao heard Rong Wang's words, imagined the scene at that time, and couldn't help feeling funny.

However, although this thing is rare, it is born with a long life, and it was not planted by the monks in the temple.For practitioners like them, it is not particularly rare to pluck it once in a hundred years.

Rong Wang said: "Eat it, I put silver taels beside it. And just now I gave Jiexuan a bottle of healing jade dew, it's a compensation for him."

Rong Huang would give the monks wound medicine. It was true that the sun was coming out from the west. Ye Huaiyao understood after hearing him that the other party probably wanted to build a good relationship with Zhengdao because of him.

this person...

He smiled presumptuously at Rong Rong and asked, "Did you just pick one? Don't you eat it yourself?"

Just as Rong Wang was about to say that he didn't like these things, his lips suddenly froze.

Ye Huaiyao had already brought the fruit in his hand to his mouth, and said, "Taste it, it's really delicious! You stole it so hard, and I don't know what it tastes like, so I can't justify it."

Rong Wang subconsciously opened his mouth and took a bite. Seeing that Ye Huaiyao found it delicious, he was even more reluctant to eat more, and just tasted a little bit of the skin.

The juice poured into the mouth, and the whole mouth was filled with sweetness, Rong chewed a few times and swallowed it, only to realize that he and Ye Huaiyao ate the same fruit, his face suddenly became hot, and the taste was sweeter.

Rong Huang was a little embarrassed, and a little excited to make a fuss, secretly glanced at Ye Huaiyao, and found that the other party didn't seem to care about this, and slowly gnawed at the remaining fruit.

There was a little juice on his lips, which looked more luscious and attractive than the flesh of Suixi fruit, making people want to lean over and take a bite.

Rong Wang hurriedly looked away, feeling a little hot.

It was already early summer, and the temple was somewhat stuffy. He was afraid that Ye Huaiyao would feel bored, and he didn't care about himself, so he quickly brought his folding fan over and fanned Ye Huaiyao lightly.