That monk has a dragon [Rebirth]

The three major families led hundreds of Xianmen disciples to punish the Sheng family, and finally ended with Lin Ying's death.

The jade pen turned into a piece of broken jade and fell into the hands of a monk. Several suzerains checked and found nothing wrong, so they had to lead the disciples out of Sankiyuan the same way, and found a place to stay in Fengmian City. place.

Although the several families fought this time, they did not tear their faces apart. When the three families surrounded them aggressively, they also stayed behind when they retreated, waiting for the Sheng family to make some effort in the matter of the Great Barren Mountain.

The Sheng family saw this little trick clearly, but they didn't point it out. The most important thing right now is to deal with Mr. Lin's funeral, and let the people from Xianmen be an eyesore in Fengmian City.

Although Lin Ying was threatened by people behind the scenes and killed many lives, he was a close friend and mentor who had been with the Sheng family for more than ten years. Therefore, although the funeral was not beautiful, the etiquette that should be given was still very thorough. .

In the twinkling of an eye, night fell, and apart from the sound of two monks knocking wooden fish and chanting scriptures, there was only depression and dead silence in the mourning hall. Si Huai couldn't bear the depression, so he sneaked out and walked all the way to the lake, surrounded by the wet night. After the wind blew for a while, it relieved some of the boredom in my heart.

Even the stars and the moon seemed to be cool in the autumn night, Si Huaiyi gently closed his eyes on the boulder, thinking of the countless times he had looked at the night sky with that person in his previous life like this.

He was still a teenager when he traveled with Lingjun. Whenever he slept outside, he always liked to rest on Lingjun's lap and look at the stars. At that time, Lingjun always straightened his back and crossed his legs, and laughed and scolded him for being indecent. He didn't take it seriously, shaking his head, not knowing whether to look at people or stars.

But later, when he grew up, he also gradually paid attention to decency and elegance, and he never leaned on his lap like a child cheating, but assumed the posture of a handsome young man, admiring the moon side by side with him .

Speaking of which, that person always looked serious, and even after he communicated with him, he had to worship his Buddha before doing anything. I don't know if he really recited the scriptures to purify his heart, or to let him vent his anger. Huo Hao took the opportunity to turn over.

Thinking back carefully, it was only six short years since they met and revealed their hearts. There was no wind and no waves, and it may have been so smooth that even the Buddha could not stand it. That is why they experienced the parting of life and death after a short time together. .

Si Huai sighed softly, stretched out his hands to pinch the swollen brows, and told himself that it must be because he stayed in the mourning hall for a long time that he became so sad.

But it’s not without reason that he suddenly remembered these things. The two pieces of broken jade in Wu Nian’s hand were indeed the jade rings in Bijue’s Zen staff, but 300 years ago, he took out the Zen staff from Lingjun’s hand and shattered his own body. The spirit pill did not break the jade ring...

Why did the jade jue become broken jade and turn into something else?Why did it suddenly appear and just fall into Wu Nian's hands?Where are the other fragments?

These are things he can't figure out now, presumably my thoughts are no less perplexing than him.

Si Huai's thoughts in a mess were interrupted by the voice behind him. Looking back, he saw Sheng Lanchu and Dong Yangyan standing face to face, and beside him was the shopkeeper of the coffin shop. It seemed that the eldest lady of the Sheng family saw off the guests in person. In the middle of the journey, he met Mr. Dongyang who had gone and returned.

The shopkeeper of the coffin shop was a smart man. Seeing the two of them froze there with stiff faces, he quickly bid farewell and left without looking back.

A strange aura suddenly permeated the surroundings, and the two people were silent for a while, but no one noticed that there was still a person standing behind the tree.

Sheng Lanchu: "Why are you coming back? Wouldn't it be nice to see that our Sheng family is not dead today?"

"I didn't mean that!" Dongyang Yan hastily denied, took a step forward, and stopped on the spot again, and said in a pale voice: "I just want to see you... are you okay?"

"I don't know what you want to ask for when you come to Sankiyuan together with the three big families. Now that you are dead and you don't have any pens, what else is there to see? I want to see where I can make a fuss, and then I will be a grandson." The arrogance of the family is suppressed?"

"No... Believe it or not, I want to tell you that this matter has nothing to do with me. It was told by my attendant that day, and I have already dealt with him." Laughed, seemed a little helpless.

"I know what the Zhong family and the Ming family are thinking, and I didn't expect my people to do such a thing. The reputation of the Zhong Ming family is greater than that of the Dongyang family. My father had to come to Mikihara together because of the situation. .”

"So our Sheng family made things difficult for you? Or are you helping us by not saying a word during the day?"

Sheng Lanchu turned away from looking at him, and laughed a little self-deprecatingly.

"The Sheng family is married to the Dongyang family. I thought that if you don't like me anymore, you would be willing to develop a relationship with me after marriage. But I didn't expect that the marriage was half-determined, and you would come to Mikihara together with others. I see, this Marriage is nothing to do with each other, who knows if something happens in the future, will you come and swallow up our Sheng family?"

"Lan Chu, it's not what you think, I..."

"Don't talk about it, I have already said it clearly in front of several suzerains during the day. I, Sheng Yuan, have never taken a fancy to you, Mr. Dongyang, and now I don't care about the power of your Dongyang family. Before I Call someone to drive you out, and you can leave as you came in."

"Lan Chu..." Dong Yangyan stretched out his hand to give her a hand, but seeing her turn around resolutely, he could only withdraw his hand angrily.

Si Huai, a man of air, wanted to wait until they had all left before leaving, but Sheng Lanchu just turned around, and Sheng Jincheng walked over from the direction of the mourning hall, followed by a little monk.

"Sister!" When he saw Dong Yangyan, who shouldn't be here, he showed a little surprised expression, but he still nodded to him, then turned his gaze to Si Huai who was next to the boulder behind the tree, and smiled , calling out: "Brother Qi Zhou."

Si Huai didn't expect him to push himself out, so he could only brazenly continue to maintain his elegant leaning posture amidst the slightly changing expressions of Sheng Lanchu and Dong Yangyan, and said with a smile: "Jin Cheng is so late, why hasn't he returned to his room?" ?”

"I just sent my father back to the room. I didn't expect it to be so lively..." Sheng Jincheng was a little confused, so his eyes lingered on several people.

Dong Yangyan originally came to look for Sheng Lanchu, but seeing so many people coming out at this moment, he couldn't stay still anymore. He looked at Sheng Lanchu several times but was ignored by her, so he saluted in a panic, turned and left in a hurry go.

Sheng Jincheng was made even more confused, pointing at Dong Yangyan's leaving back to ask something, Sheng Lanchu's eyes shut him up.

"Is father asleep?" she asked.

Sheng Jincheng shook his head, "He probably couldn't sleep, but he didn't insist on guarding in the mourning hall. I'll go back and watch for my husband later. Father, you should pay more attention tonight."

"Understood." Sheng Lanchu nodded in response, sent Sheng Jincheng away with a few words, then turned and walked towards Si Huai, with heavy eyes and a look of preoccupation.

Si Huai propped himself up and sat on the boulder, casually picked up a small stone and threw it into the lake. With a "boom", a few small splashes were splashed, turning into circles of ripples and dissipating in the water, reflecting the sky. Xingyue took away the melancholy for a bit.

Then there were two more sounds of stones falling into the water. Sheng Lanchu held a handful of small stones in her hand and threw them into the water one by one as if venting. Si Huai couldn't help laughing when she recalled the scene of her throwing gold into the water. .

"I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your conversation with Mr. Dongyang. It's because you didn't find out that I'm a living person. But my company is not a nonsense person in a certain night. I won't tell anyone what happened tonight. You don't have to think about it, Young Master." How to block my mouth, go back quickly."

"Is there any reason for me to be kicked out at my own house?" Sheng Lanchu seemed to hear some joke, looked at Si Huai with a wooden face and some dissatisfaction, then laughed out loud, and sighed twice as if feeling emotional , Throwing all the stones in his hand into the water.

"Brother Qi Zhou... Jin Cheng calls you so, and I will call you brother too." She folded her hands in front of her and bowed very seriously. "No matter what the reason is, thank you for helping the Sheng family, and thank you for saving Jin Cheng again."

Si Huai was a little surprised by her bow, and couldn't help but think of Sheng Jincheng's humble and gentle young master when he first met him.

There were two dark red marks on the tiger's mouth on the young man's right hand, like wounds bitten by something. It is said that he was born with a birthmark.

"I have a predestined relationship with Jin Cheng, so I want to protect him more." He accepted the salute with a acknowledgment, his thoughts wandered for a while and then came back, he smiled slightly, and added in his heart: Saved me too, long ago.

Sheng Lanchu was worried about Sect Master Sheng in his heart, and the two went back without saying a few words, leaving Si Huai alone by the lake, leaning on the boulder like before they appeared.

Once a person falls into silence alone, it is easy to become sad and sad. In just a short while, Si Huai remembered many things that he should not think about anymore, sighed a few times in succession, and took out the The money bag wanted to throw a golden egg like Miss Sheng to vent, but finally took it back reluctantly, and stood up from the boulder.

As soon as Fu turned around, he saw Wu Nian standing five steps behind him, dressed in the desolate moonlight.

Si Huai licked his somewhat chapped lips, and couldn't help cursing inwardly in his heart: What a hell tonight, everyone came out of the darkness without a sound.

Wu Nian didn't notice his strangeness, so Gu Zi went to his side and asked, "The benefactor sighed softly, but what's bothering you?"

"Naturally there are troublesome things, and they are all in the past. There is nothing to mention." Si Huai didn't intend to explain more, so he turned the topic away with a casual sentence and asked, "Mr. Lin's rituals are done?"

"Yes. Mr. Lin killed so many people during his lifetime. I will chant sutras for him and hope that his reincarnation path will be easier."

Si Huai glanced at him, and swallowed back the "Is it worth it?" Buddhist disciples are merciful, no matter how big a mistake a person committed in life, as long as he sincerely repents, it doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong, worth it or not.

Seeing that Wu Nian's expression was a bit inappropriate, Si Huai withdrew those messy thoughts and asked, "Is there anything else?"

I read silently for a while, then raised the hand hanging by my side to him and unfolded it. Inside was a piece of paper folded squarely.

"This is……"

"Sect Master Ming sent me a note from his disciples before he left today." Wu Nian waited for a while, and seeing that Si Huai had no intention of opening it, he said the contents of the note, "He let me be free. It's time to go to Lianyun Mansion in Xinling to sit down and drink some tea."

"Ming Family Immortal Mansion?" Si Huai lowered his head and pondered for a while, then asked, "Are you going?"

"Xinling is going, but not Lianyun Mansion."

The author has something to say: I, Xin Xiaoyuan, are back again! !After two days of hard work, I finally finished the thesis. If there are no problems left, I can solve it. I am a good author who can continue to update~~

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