That monk has a dragon [Rebirth]

In the beginning of spring, the south is cloudy and rainy, and outbreaks of epidemics are prone to occur. After the rain fell in the Spring Festival, a great plague raged in Gui'an County.

Lingjun has always been a merciful monk who helped the world, and he didn't see the common people suffering in the chaos. After learning about the epidemic, he took Si Huai to Gui'an for several days and nights.

Si Huai was originally worried about the out-of-control murder in Lancang Mountain, worried that Lingjun would be disappointed if he found out, but seeing the winter and spring come and go, no one came to him, and no news came out. Only then did he feel relieved, gradually let go of the matter in his heart, and concentrate on taking care of the patients infected with the plague.

The plague in Gui'an came very fiercely. In less than a month, half of the county had been wiped out. Several city gates were tightly closed, cutting off all contact with the outside world except for food and grass.

During the day, Si Huai followed Lingjun to help boil medicine and take care of the wounded. At night, when Lingjun meditated and prayed to the Buddha, he wandered around the city to help the patients who were about to lose their strength. In order to get rid of the haunted ghost who came out of the ground, he had to fight with him.

No one's sincerity moved God first. The plague that lasted for several months was finally brought under control before the arrival of summer. As the weather became hotter day by day, the dead Gui'an County gradually returned to its former glory. vitality.

In order to thank Master Lingjun and Si Huai for their help, the governor of Gui'an specially set up a small courtyard in the city for them to stay and play. Lingjun wanted to decline his kindness, but thought that Si Huai had been running around with him for several months He didn't even have a good rest, so he agreed.

In the first few days, Si Huai was willing to go out for a walk, but as the weather got hotter and hotter, he became tired and lazy, and he just wanted to enjoy the cool afternoon nap under the big tree in the yard.

This day, after Si Huai ate a few mouthfuls of vegetarian food, he moved the rocking chair under the big tree as usual, lay on it and rocked it once and for all, closing his eyes gently to feel the mottled light and shadow and the rubbing leaves the wind.

After a while, Lingjun slowly walked towards him, probably knowing that he was not asleep, and the sound of approaching footsteps was not deliberately lightened.

Si Huai raised the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and grabbed in his direction, but unexpectedly missed it, and couldn't help frowning and opened one eye to look at him.

In the past at this time, Lingjun would always sit next to him with a book and read quietly, and from time to time use a cattail fan to fan Si Huai who was taking an afternoon nap, but today he was dressed neatly, seeing him open his eyes, He bent over and put a bowl of sweet soup to relieve the heat on the chair next to him.

"You want to go out?" Si Huai's sleepiness was mostly gone, and he half propped himself up and looked at him.

"En." Lingjun pulled up Si Huai's clothes that had fallen to the ground, and said, "Master the county governor invited me to come to the residence to give a lecture on Zen, do you want to go with me?"

"I won't go to such boring things as the lectures." Si Huai refused flatly, loosened his hands and nestled back into the rocking chair, kicked his legs vigorously and rocked gently, narrowed his eyes comfortably, and said: "Besides, I am practicing in the shade, and I will be sunburned as soon as I go out in this weather. I still like to listen to you chanting in the dead of night—"

The word "chanting" was dragged on for a long time by him, and his tired tone in the afternoon was a little soft, and it drifted into Lingjun's ears lightly, and a slight redness bloomed at the base of his ears.

Lingjun coughed uncomfortably, and hurried out after a few words of advice. Si Huai knew that he had guessed what he meant, so he didn't say anything. He lay on the rocking chair and turned his head to see him out of the yard. At the gate, the smile in his eyes got stronger unconsciously.

Si Huai didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up, it was almost dark, but Lingjun hadn't come back yet.

The wind at night did not bring a sticky and uncomfortable heat wave like in the daytime, and it was very comfortable to blow on his body. He stretched and sat up from the rocking chair, only to realize that the sweet soup on the side had already It was cold, and if there was a sweet smell that seemed to have nothing, it hooked his gluttons out of his nose, and he suddenly felt a little hungry in his stomach.

He didn't know how long Lingjun would stay with the sheriff until he came back. Si Huai stared blankly at the closed courtyard door for a while, but decided to go outside to find some food first, maybe he could meet Lingjun who came back face to face.

Gui'an is a big city in the south. It's just that a great plague has just passed, and it can't restore its former prosperity for a while, and it's still somewhat deserted.

Si Huai walked on the street with few pedestrians under the moonlight. After walking for a long time, he didn't meet Lingjun, and he didn't see anything delicious or interesting. There was a wonton seller inside, so I turned in.

There were no people on the street, but there was still business in this small alley. Three people in purple clothes and swords were sitting at a table near the corner, and they were disciples of which sect they didn't know.

The hot soup in the big pot had been simmering for a whole day, and there was a burst of strong aroma. Si Huai ordered a bowl of wontons, and then walked towards the remaining empty table. The immortal cultivator raised his voice to speak to him.

"Isn't this the little dragon from Minghua Temple? Let me just say that I didn't recognize the wrong person!" The person who spoke was sitting facing Si Huai, with a smirk on his lips.

"So it's really the Dragon Immortal." The person sitting next to him had a sincere expression on his face. He respected the common people and said, "I've heard that both the Dragon Immortal and Master Lingjun are here, but Gui'an The plague has been raging for the past few months, and I haven't talked about it properly, I wonder if the Immortal would do me a favor and sit down and eat a bowl of wontons together?"

"You guys are welcome." Si Huai responded, but he did not move as he stood in front of the table. The person who spoke first looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before, so he had to be hypocritically polite. After a while, he asked, "Which monks are they from?"

"Gui'an Liang Family." The man looked a little proud, clasped his fists and said: "Xia Liang Yi is the young master of the Liang Family, these two are my juniors, Guo Yao..."

"Senior Brother!" The man called Guo Yao interrupted him, with a smirk on his face that was a bit malicious, and said: "I had a relationship with the little Shenlong once. The young master should recognize me."

"My surname is Si..." Si Huai frowned and wanted to correct him, but suddenly stopped talking as if thinking of something.

When meeting those monks in Lancang Mountain, someone also called him that wrongly.

Si Huai's face darkened a little bit, and his eyes fell on Guo Yao for a long time before he recognized that he was another monk who was knocked unconscious by a sword in the head that night.

At that time, his whole consciousness was chaotic, and he didn't check the person's life and death. He didn't expect that Guo Yao had been quiet for several months without causing any trouble. Tonight, when he met Lu Zhai, he wanted to stop him.

The hands under the sleeves tightened tightly, but Si Huai still calmed down, raised his hand to say farewell to them, and said, "I suddenly remembered something else, so I won't chat with you guys."

"Young master!" Guo Yao called out to him relentlessly, and when he put the porcelain spoon in his hand heavily into the bowl, it made a crisp sound, which overshadowed the sound of Si Huai's turning around, "You owe my junior brother a debt of gratitude. Fate, are you going to pass without saying anything?!"

Si Huai didn't intend to get entangled with him, so he went to the chaos stall without saying a word, put down a few copper coins, and walked out of the alley with steady steps.

Seeing that he didn't intend to stop, Guo Yao laughed wildly instead, ignoring the dissuasion of the other two, raised his voice and cursed at Si Huai's back.

"You are in such a hurry to go back, because you want to be gentle with your master, right? Two men, or Buddhist disciples, hug each other in the courtyard in broad daylight. Maybe what are you doing when the door is closed after dark! My fifth junior brother You're right, you just can't see people..."

Before he could finish his words, Si Huai's figure had already flashed from the entrance of the alley, pinching his neck with his knuckle-boned hand, and lifting him up fiercely, so that all the unfinished obscenities would flow out. back into his stomach.

"What do you want to do! You can't kill people in the street!?" Seeing that he had restrained Guo Yao, Liang Yi hurriedly drew out his portable sword. On Si Huai's face.

Si Huai glanced at him and another disciple, and with his free left hand, he had summoned the Shanhe Sword. With just one strike, the sword energy sent them back a few steps and bumped into the one behind them. On the wall, a long bloodstain was drawn on the arm that stretched out to resist.

He stared closely at Guo Yao's breathless face, increased the strength between his fingers, and then suddenly let go a little bit, and threw him onto the two people who had just stood still, looking over His eyes were full of sternness, and he said word by word: "If you dare to disrespect him again, I will send you to see your junior brother!"

When he returned to the residence, Lingjun had already returned, the courtyard door was half open, and the rocking chair was still quietly placed under the big tree.

Si Huai stood in the courtyard for a long time, until Lingjun's figure walked out of the brightly lit room, the tense look on his face finally eased, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You don't see anyone when you come back, aren't you unwilling to go out?" Lingjun greeted him with a smile, and pulled him back very naturally, "I didn't drink the sweet soup I left for you, come and have dinner quickly. "

"The vegetarian meal you made was so light that there wasn't even any oil. I don't want to eat it..." Si Huai reluctantly followed him to the table, looked at the porridge and steamed buns on the table with a complicated expression, and suddenly "Huh" With a sound, he lifted a basket covered with a red cloth on the chair, and turned to look at Lingjun.

Lingjun raised his eyebrows to signal him to remove the red cloth, and saw a basket full of bright red lychees stained with water, and a trace of cold air came up from the bottom, and it was actually covered with a layer of ice. with.

"Lychee is a good fruit unique to the south. It happened to be harvest time recently. I went to the fruit grower to ask for some, but I came back a bit late." Lingjun took the basket in his hand and put it on the table, pressing him down. He sat down on the chair, then went around and sat down on the opposite side, and picked up the porridge bowl with a normal expression.

"Where did you find the ice cubes in the summer? Did you use your internal force to freeze the water?" Si Huai didn't take his eyes off the person across from him for a moment. He reached out and took a lychee and peeled it off. The pulp is ice-cold, and the sweetness overflows in the mouth, soaking into the heart.

"You always have a bad appetite in summer, and you like to eat something cold, but this lychee is also a kind of hot fruit, so don't eat too much." Lingjun looked up at the lychee shells that had begun to pile up, shook his head and laughed softly for a moment.

When there were more than half of the lychees left in Si Huai's basket, Lingjun had already cleaned up the dishes and was about to go to the back room. He stared at the back for a while, and suddenly called out to Lingjun.

"What's the matter?" Lingjun turned his head and looked into his basket, and asked, "Don't you like it?"

"No." Si Huai shook his head, showing a tired look, and said, "I'm sleepy."

"Go back to your room and rest if you're sleepy."

"I'm exhausted from walking outside, master, can you carry me in?" Si Huai deliberately raised his last tone, and winked at him.

"walk on my own!"

Lingjun interrupted him with a deep voice, turned around and opened the curtain to enter the back room, made the bed rustle inside, came out again after a while, sighed helplessly, bent down and hugged Si Huai Get up, reprimanded in a low voice: "You are not too hot in summer."

"Why is it hot when we're together?" Si Huai put his arms around Lingjun's neck and let him carry him into the room. When he was unprepared, he leaned forward and lightly pecked Lingjun's lips. .

"Don't mess around!" Lingjun turned his head and glanced at him, but he still couldn't bear to say serious things.

"Lingjun, let's go, the epidemic is over, there is really nothing interesting here." Si Huai said sullenly with her face nestled against his neck.

Lingjun didn't notice anything wrong, just thought that he was bored and wanted to leave, so he nodded and said: "Then let's talk to the governor tomorrow and leave."

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