marry a monk

When the two returned to the mansion, Antu Liuqing, Si Qinan and Antai had been waiting for a long time. Seeing them coming back, Antu Liuqing immediately understood that his cousin could not let go of this monk for the rest of his life. Wang, now blatantly likes him.It was hard to talk about him face to face, so I went back to my room angrily.

The next day, Siqin Desheng wanted to go to Hasa with Mohanad, but An Tuliuqing refused to listen to his persuasion.

Andu Liuqing said that sooner or later we will go to Hasa to investigate the case, so why rush?However, Si Qin Desheng said that Mo Wang is not deep in martial arts and has no self-defense power, so he is worried about him alone.

Andu Liuqing said, an outsider is more important than his own brother, what kind of world is this?

Siqin Desheng said that if there is anything to do, you can fly the page to send a letter, and the king will come immediately.

In the end, Antu Liuqing couldn't hold back Siqin Desheng, so he had to let them go: "I hope you won't regret it." Looking at their backs going away, he muttered to himself.

The four of them reunited after a long absence. It stands to reason that they should be happy, but apart from Siqin An and Antai who kept chattering excitedly, Siqin Desheng and Mohan Nad hardly spoke. Absolutely no less than Si Qin An, either teasing the prince or An Tai, never stopped.

His eyes had no place to rest along the way, either looking up at the sky or bending down to look at the ground, as long as Siqin Desheng's eyes were fixed on him, he immediately turned away.It made Siqin Desheng think that what he did wrong made him angry, so he kept his eyebrows down and didn't dare to ask more questions.

The two were bored all the way, and Mohanad finally couldn't help but said: "You shouldn't follow, he is your brother, you shouldn't leave him behind." He was referring to Andu Liuqing.

"It doesn't matter, Liu Qing has martial arts self-defense, and he also brought the soldiers with him, don't worry, nothing will happen." Si Qin Desheng didn't know where the courage came from, he kept looking at him and refused to look away.

"..." Mohannad turned around, he didn't think of me as a brother when he was drunk last time, so clinging so tightly this time?There was an inexplicable jealousy in his heart.

Seeing that there was no reply for a while, Si Qin Desheng couldn't help but stop and look at him. He stood there blankly, wondering what he was thinking: "You...why didn't you leave?"

"Why don't you go? I'm hungry, go find something to eat." Mohannad stepped over quickly, and pulled his sleeves, with half anger and half resentment on his face.

"..." The corners of Siqin Desheng's mouth finally curved.

After walking like this for a few days, I finally arrived at Hasa.I asked about Antai's hometown all the way, and asked several family members, but they all said they didn't know.Unknowingly, Antai was a little decadent. There was no news for nearly 20 years. Where are they?

"Don't worry." Si Qin'an patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "We've only asked a few companies, and if we ask a few more, maybe there will be news?"

"Yeah." Antai nodded, and continued to search and ask with everyone.

"Excuse me, where does An Zijian live?" Si Qin'an also helped knock on doors and asked.

An Zijian is the name of An Tai's father.

"Mr. An Zijian..." A middle-aged man opened the door, and he tried hard to remember.

"A few years ago, he lived in a dilapidated house in the south of the city. Then the house collapsed and he disappeared. I heard that he moved away, and some people said he went..."

An Tai was immediately happy when he heard the old man say the first half, but when he heard the second half, his face pulled down again, and he asked for nothing again.He sat wearily on the steps, buried his head deeply in his hands.

"It's okay, I believe they will be fine." Sitting beside him, Mohanad put his hands on his shoulders and hugged himself hard, giving him a tight hug.

An Tai nodded, Xiao Momo always gave him positive energy, if he said it was okay, it would be fine.Seeing this scene, Siqin Desheng turned away with a low eyebrow.

"Let's keep asking. Look, there's a door open in front. I'll ask." Si Qin'an pretended to be happy.

"Excuse me, where does An Zijian live?" Si Qin'an asked loudly while knocking on the open door.

"Who is looking for me..." An old voice came from inside, and a trembling old man walked out.

Hearing the echo, the four immediately looked at each other, as if they couldn't believe their ears.

"You are An Zijian?" An Tai walked forward, looking at the old man in front of him, his eyes filled with tears.

"I am An Zijian, who are you?" The old man looked at the person in front of him suspiciously.

"Father..." An Tai knelt on the ground fiercely, and couldn't help crying out: "I am An Tai, your son An Tai..."

"Antai..." The old man didn't seem to believe that his son would come back: "Are you really Antai?"

"Father, I am Antai. It is absolutely true. Antai came home to see you." Antai hugged the old man's legs.

"Who is so noisy?" Another old woman walked out of the room, and the wrinkles formed by thousands of ravines showed her age.

"Old woman, our son Antai is back." The old man was tearful, and tremblingly pulled Antai up for the old woman to see.

"Aniang..." An Tai knelt down and bowed again.

"It's really our son who came back?" The old woman didn't believe everything in front of her eyes, she helped Antai to look left and right, but couldn't see enough.

After watching it for a long time, she said with tears, "It's really similar to when I was a child, this face is still thin."

In this situation, the remaining three people looked at each other and smiled, the hard work all the way was worth it.

"Who are they?"

An Zijian's family was reunited, hugging each other and crying for a long time before they found three unknown people standing outside the door.

"Oh, Mom and Dad, I forgot to introduce you." He pointed to Mohanad and said.

"This is little Momo, also my brother. His real name is Liu Rufeng. He is the holy king Mohannad from our village. I followed him to become a monk and receive precepts."

"Ah, so it's the Holy King..." An Zijian knelt down and bowed.

"Don't, don't, old man, please don't bow down. I'm not a holy king now. I'm Antai's brother now. Antai's parents are also my parents. Please accept my bow." The old man bowed down.

"I can't, I can't, please get up quickly..." An Zijian and his wife helped Mohanad up.

"This is Prince Changsheng of Chiwu Kingdom, brother of King Mo." An Tai introduced Siqin Desheng.

Hearing that he said that he was King Mo's brother, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.There is nothing wrong with using the word "brother" for the relationship between them.

"Greetings to Lord Changsheng..." The old couple saluted Siqin Desheng.

"This is my brother, his name is Si Qin'an." An Tai pointed to Si Qin'an and introduced.

"Quick, quick, everyone, come in and sit down." The old man let everyone into the room.

The room was small, and Mohanad and Siqin Desheng sat next to each other, and Siqin An sat next to Antai.

Siqin Desheng keenly felt the slightly trembling body of Mohannad next to him, looking at him closely, his eyelashes were thick and long, and those smart eyes flickered a little.

"Something's wrong with you along the way, what's the matter?" He whispered in his ear.

"No, no..." With a quick glance at him, Mohannad smiled along with him.

"Come on, let's drink water. Our house is poor and we don't have anything nice to greet you. It makes everyone laugh." The old man said kindly.

"Father An, don't say that. From now on, we will be a family. No matter how poor or humble the house is, it will also be our home."

Mohan Nade didn't look at Siqin Desheng, he was afraid that if he looked again, he would never be able to move his eyes away.

Si Qin Desheng didn't say a word, and glanced at Si Qin'an, this roundworm in his stomach must know what to do.

Sure enough, Si Qin'an stood up, took out a bag of silver from his pocket, and handed it to the old man.

"Father An, we were exhausted all the way, and we didn't bring anything good to honor your old man. This little money is a little gift from my prince, please accept it."

After speaking, he glanced at Siqin Desheng, and saw a slight nod on his expressionless face.

"No, no, no, how can I collect your money? Although we don't have good wine and meat in this remote village, we still have tea and rough vegetables. As long as you don't mind, I will live here today. The house is small, everyone squeezes together Crowded, lively." The old man declined.

"Wait a minute, everyone. The old lady is cooking for you. I'll help you. You are tired from traveling all the way. Go to bed early after eating." The old man said and walked into the back hall.

"Antai, can you show us around your house?"

Si Qin'an blinked at An Tai, and put down the money on the table.

"Okay, I haven't even had time to look at my home, come and join us." An Tai called everyone to stand up.

The four of them entered the first room. There was a bed in it, and there were several cabinets for clothes. Needless to say, this was the room of Father Ann and his wife.

Then enter the second room, the room is very clean, there is nothing but a bed, and the third room is also the same.After the visit, there are no more houses left.

"Tonight, I will sleep in a room with Si Qin'an, and Xiao Momo will be with the prince..."

An Tai teased, this is no more than the mansion of the Wangfu family, and you can sleep as you like.In fact, no matter how big the room is, the four of them will eventually sleep together.

After eating, the six people gathered together happily. Although the table was simple and light, everyone ate with gusto and joy.An Zijian's house hadn't been this lively for a long time, causing the neighbors to keep looking around, whispering and asking questions.

After a feast, everyone returned to their rooms to rest, and the room seemed very quiet for a while.

It's been a long time since I saw Si Qin'an pestering An Tai as soon as he entered the room.An Tai looked at his round face and smiled.

"As a monk, I eat fast and chant Buddha all day long. You may not have a good life living here. You don't have the delicacies of the palace, big fish and meat, and you only have simple food. Can you bear it?"

Si Qin'an smiled and covered her round face, pouted to prevent him from seeing it.

"I saw that you would eat vegetarian food all day long and I would lose weight sooner or later, so I followed. I just need to lose weight with my body."

"Haha..." An Tai smiled and lay on the bed: "An An, let's get down and talk."

"it is good."

Si Qinan was lying beside Antai, covered with a quilt, and his eyes were facing each other. Antai's eyes were still clear and bright as before, but his face had lost a lot of weight.

For some reason, Si Qin An's heart was beating wildly again, this An Tai was always so attractive.Si Qin'an turned around and didn't look at him.

"An An, why are you silent?" An Tai asked.

"Well, I'm asleep." Si Qin An said insincerely.

"Oh." Antai closed his eyes in disappointment, and was about to sleep.

Siqin Desheng and Mohannad in the room over there were not so harmonious, because there was only one bed in the room, and no one fell asleep, and they all sat as firmly as a mountain.

After a long time, Mohanad asked, "How did you get here?"

"En." Siqin Desheng replied: "Didn't the second Mrs. Jin say that there is a master in the west who specializes in treating asthma? That's why she came here." He didn't say anything about handling the case with Andu Liuqing.

"Oh? Did you find it?"

"found it."

"Where?" he asked.

"..." Siqin Desheng replied in his heart, the world's best asthma master, there will never be another one except you.

"Who is it?" he asked again.

"Yes..." Siqin Desheng still couldn't say the word you.

"How's your health during this time, are you not panting?" He asked while sitting closer, stretching out his hand to feel the pulse of the prince.

"No need." Siqin Desheng withdrew his hand: "I'm fine, don't worry."

"Then you should rest early." He said.

"No, it's always been me sleeping and you sitting, how about changing it tonight, you sleeping while I sit?" Siqin Desheng looked at him.I hoped that the two of them would sleep together like before, but I was afraid that he would not want to.

"Okay." Mohannad didn't fight with him, took off his clothes and fell asleep in his underwear.

At the moment when he covered the quilt, Siqin Desheng suddenly found that there was a shining light on his chest, shining brightly inside his underwear.

"On your chest..." he asked.

"Oh, it's the swastika swastika. I don't know why it's getting brighter and brighter. Before, it wouldn't glow as long as it didn't use internal force."

"Has your body changed?" Siqin Desheng suddenly became nervous and wanted to feel his pulse.

"There's no change in the body, it's just in the center..." Mohanad stopped his voice immediately.

Indeed, as the swastika became brighter and brighter, the images he saw in Dingzhong became more and more unbelievable, like the recent...

"What's the matter in the middle?" Siqin Desheng asked worriedly.If he knew that Mohanad had seen their past in Dingzhong, would he still ask?

"It's nothing, just some strange images." Mohanad withdrew his hand and covered the quilt.

"..." Si Qin Desheng remained silent.

"Actually, it's not that I don't wear the robes you made, but that day, it was very cold, and Antai was so cold that he had to eat hot food to sleep well. No. I really didn't mean not to wear it."

Mohannad felt aggrieved, as if the prince would be happier only by speaking out.

"Well, I see, you don't need to say more." Siqin Desheng took out a bag of silver from his arms and handed it over.

"It's because this king didn't think carefully. He didn't know that tokens are useless in remote places. You should take this money for self-defense."

"No need, Antai and I may stay here for a while, we don't need money, so you should keep it." Mohanad pushed back.

"Alright." Siqin Desheng took back the money and thought to himself, I won't leave anyway, and I won't be short of money if I stay with you.

"Go to sleep," he said.

"Okay." Mohanad closed his eyes.

Siqin Desheng imitated Mohanad's usual way of sitting cross-legged, closing his eyes and meditating.For a moment, the sound of even breathing came from his ears, and he had fallen asleep.

Siqin Desheng finally couldn't help being sleepy after sitting until late at night, and dozed off while sitting staggeringly.

"Yude, come quickly, let's go to the hillside over there. I heard that there is a thousand-year-old tree over there, which only bears fruit once every ten thousand years. Let's go and see if there is anything delicious?"

In the dimness, a young monk greeted him.

"It's better not to go, if someone finds out, you won't be punished." The boy named Yude said.

"It's all right, I've inquired. The fruit grower guarding the tree has gone out today, so we can just take the opportunity to go in." The young monk said.

"Ah... run quickly... the fruit farmer is back." The young monk shouted, pulling Yude and running away.

"Wait for me……"

The young man Yude shouted, his body moved when he shouted, Siqin Desheng woke up suddenly and found that he had a dream.

My name is Yude?Isn't that boy Mo?We've known each other before...

Sitting up straight, looking at him breathing evenly, Siqin Desheng was puzzled, how could he have such a dream, never before?

They didn't know that the reason why they could see the imprint of the past was the swastika swastika on Mohanad's chest that became brighter and brighter.The brighter its light is, the easier it is for those who approach it to retrieve the memories of the past, which are the imprints left by the years of entering another time and space, and no one can erase them.

Alas, no matter, continue to meditate.Siqin Desheng adjusted his sitting posture and closed his eyes.

"Wow, is this the noodles you made in Yude? It's so delicious, I want to eat it too."

In the haze, the young monk came out again, walking towards him with a bright face.

In the dream, Yude was wearing luxurious clothes, and he was eating a steaming bowl of noodles on the table.

"Okay, you can eat." Yude handed over the noodles.Who would have thought that this young monk would play tricks and insist on eating the noodle left in his mouth.

The young monk started to eat from the other side of the noodles, and when he reached his mouth, he realized that their mouths were about to kiss each other, and they couldn't help but widen their eyes when they met.

"Ah..." The nun's scream came from outside the door.

Siqin Desheng shivered again from the screams, and sneezed involuntarily.He covered his mouth suddenly, for fear of disturbing Mohanad.

But Mohannad had opened his eyes and was looking at himself quietly.

"Did it bother you?" he asked.

"Don't sit down, it's cold, you can sleep too." Mohanad lifted his upper body slightly, moved himself in gently to make room for him, patted the bed, and said softly: "Come on, the bed is warm." .”

"..." Siqin Desheng's heart skipped a beat, and he felt his breathing quicken.He was finally willing to let himself sleep?

No more thinking about it, as if he was afraid that he would regret it if he was slower, he quickly got into the quilt, the quilt was so warm, like burning coals, is it his body that is cold or his body that is hot?

After lying in the quilt for a while, Siqin Desheng couldn't help getting up and wanted to take off his clothes. It was too hot inside, and he would sweat if he didn't take off his clothes. People with such a cold body feel hot. Why isn't he hot? Is it because he also took off his clothes?He looked at him suspiciously.

"What's the matter?" Mohanad asked.

"Nothing?" Siqin Desheng withdrew his gaze and walked down: "Aren't you hot?" He asked.

"Not hot." Mohanad replied.

Strange, why is he not hot, is there something wrong with his body?Thinking of this, Siqin Desheng couldn't help approaching him, and slowly stretched out his hand to him.

Just touched his hand, and suddenly withdrew it. His hand was indeed not hot, but it was very warm, and it felt very comfortable to touch.

"What?" Mohanad asked.

"It's okay." Siqin Desheng secretly rejoiced, as long as he's okay.

The two of them lay down in such a well-behaved manner, neither of them spoke, and neither of them dared to move.They have slept together like this more than a hundred times, and they have never slept seriously and neatly like this.

Mohanad's even breathing was heard soon again, and Siqin Desheng looked up at him, only to see his handsome face, even though he was asleep, with bright eyebrows, his eyebrows were like swords, and his lips were red And soft.

Seeing this, I couldn't help feeling an impulse in my heart, and I bent down to kiss her.

"Antai, don't make trouble, go to sleep." Just as he bent down, Mohanad pushed him away as if he had sensed it, and muttered to himself.

Halo, he regards himself as An Tai! ! !Siqin Desheng was stunned, his push was quite strong, and he pushed Siqin Desheng to the bedside.

Slowly moving back into the quilt, Siqin Desheng didn't dare to move again...