That monk has a dragon [Rebirth]

It took too much energy to forcefully enter the illusion, and Si Huai just lazily lay in Wu Nian's arms before the sun was bright, and fell asleep deeply, smelling the faint sandalwood fragrance that was close at hand.

When I woke up again, I didn't know what time it was, the sun shone into the hall through the half-open roof, and spread the warmth on my body, evoking the tiredness of winter.

Si Huai yawned comfortably, but in the middle of the yawn, he immediately realized that something was wrong, and suddenly opened his sleepy eyes and sat up, taking off the gray coat covering his body with excessive movements.

I read the clothes, but the person he used as a human mat did not know where he went.

The drowsy drowsiness dissipated all of a sudden, Si Huai grabbed the clothes in his hands and jumped up and ran out, who knew that just as he ran out of the door of the main hall, he bumped into Wu Nian who came back from the outside, and he couldn't dodge for a while , and crashed into his arms so impartially.

Wu Nian didn't dodge it, but when he saw him bumping into him, he stretched out a hand to catch him. He staggered back two steps with the person in his arms before he stood still. He felt a pair of hands around his waist, and couldn't help but He gave a low laugh.

"What? Do you think I left you and ran away?" He said with a smile, half sincere and half joking: "I finally caught up with you, how could I leave you?"

Whether he chased here from Lancang Mountain in this life, or spent 300 years looking for his broken soul in the previous life, he would never be willing to leave this person again.

"I know you won't..." Si Huai's voice was muffled, he hesitated for a while, and said, "I'm afraid you'll find those ghost-masked men by yourself."

Wu Nian paused for a moment when he heard these words, but didn't ask any further questions. He pulled Si Huai out of his arms, picked up the few fruits that he had been carrying, and said with a smile, "I saw you were fast asleep so I didn't wake you up. I went out and searched for some wild fruits, so that you can eat when you wake up."

There are very few trees that bear fruit in winter, and I don't know where he got these few green fruits. Si Huai looked down at his hands that were a little red from the cold, and couldn't help frowning, and reached out to take one. He wiped it on his sleeve, and sat down on the stone steps in front of the hall without saying a word and began to chew.

The flesh of the fruit was a little more astringent than its surface, with a slight taste of sweetness and bitterness. As soon as he took a bite, it caused bursts of sour water to flow out of his stomach.

Si Huai's face changed slightly, and when he heard the approaching footsteps behind him, he regained his calm expression. He was about to stuff the fruit into his mouth and swallow it whole, but Wu Nian stretched out a hand and grabbed the fruit. Throwing away with those in his hand.

"Whatever you do, you have worked so hard to find these fruits..." Si Huai looked up at him, and was about to get up to pick up the fruits when Wu Nian stopped him.

Strange to say, that hand was obviously red from the cold, but it was still slightly warm.

Wu Nian pulled him over with force, and said: "You like sweet ones, the fruit has a sour taste, it's better not to eat it, and go find something else to eat when you get down the mountain."

Si Huai stared at his unchanged expression for a while, then sighed softly, and asked, "You never picked these inedible things back before, did you have something on your mind that made you so absent-minded?" of?"

Wu Nian smiled, looked away unnaturally, and said, "You are already by my side, what else can I do? It is because there are no trees that bear fruit in winter, so I picked some sour ones."

"Really?" Si Huai said with a tone of disbelief. With a twist of his wrist, he pulled out something from his sleeve and spread it out in front of Wu Nian. Are you looking for this thing? If you can’t find it, you will absent-mindedly go to the mountains to look for fruit.”

Spread out on that white palm are exactly the two cross flower darts that the group of ghost-masked men hit on the tree yesterday, the same as the two that Wu Nian has been carrying with him.

The smile on Wu Nian's face faded a bit, he reached out to take it, and asked, "When did you take it? Did you see what happened to me yesterday?"

"Of course I've always cared about you." Si Huai laughed a little at his question, and said angrily, "I didn't see you when I woke up last night. I thought you were looking for these two hidden weapons. Who knew you went to Tallinn?" They found the hidden weapon still nailed to the tree, so they took it away."

Wu Nian didn't say anything more, and closed his palms to hold the two cross flower darts in his hands. Si Huai's tiny movements fell into Si Huai's eyes, and he felt a little panicked in his heart.

After waiting for a while, I didn't see Wu Nian speaking. He sighed secretly in his heart, and said helplessly, "You don't have to hide it from me. I won't stop you from whatever you want to do."

Of course I believe these words, he nodded his head lightly and heavily, his original smiling expression became a little serious, his voice sank a bit, and said: "Although I remember the things in my previous life, In this life, after all, I am just Wu Nian, a monk who grew up in a small monastery, and I still cannot let go of those lives."

"Well, I know." Si Huai nodded, and stretched out his hand to hold his hand in his palm.

"Previously we guessed that apart from Mr. Lin and the disciples of the Ming family, there should be a third person, or a third group of people present. Then this person is likely to be the Lord Meng who needs a wishful pen to continue his life. It was only from Fu Mingyao at that time. There were more urgent matters, so this matter was postponed."

"Right now, Meng Pingshan has disappeared with Fu Mingyao's body, and it is difficult to find out if he did it." Si Huai took his words and said, "But those ghost-masked men who appeared yesterday are obviously not The soldiers of the City Lord’s Mansion. Meng Pingshan has borrowed the Taotie Seal, so he has some cultivation, but his soldiers are just ordinary people, and they cannot use this hidden weapon with such great power.”

When he went to fetch them last night, these two hidden weapons almost didn't get into the tree trunk. Earlier in Fengmian alley, he even directly slit the throats of the disciples of the Ming family. Most ordinary soldiers wielded knives and guns, and there was absolutely no such thing. ability.

Wu read: "I originally planned to go to Xinling City to see if I could find any other clues after the recent incidents have subsided. I didn't expect to meet those ghost-faced men yesterday. It seems that their skills are a bit strange." He is cultivated, but he doesn't look like a person from the immortal sect, and he should be here for the Zen stick."

The people from Xianmen always came up to fight when they saw Si Huai, and they didn't have that kind of weird aura around them. Those ghost-masked men didn't know how long they had been lurking in the dark yesterday, and they rushed out when they relaxed their vigilance. , and he is not interested in fighting, obviously the purpose is only the Zen staff.

But the Zen stick is just an ordinary Zen stick without the jade ring, what can they do if they snatch it away?

Wu Nian looked at the two hidden weapons in his palm and pondered for a while, then said: "Those ghost-masked men must not have known that someone was investigating what happened back then, so they released these two hidden weapons without hesitation, but they are not disciples of Xianmen. Who is it?"

"No matter who it is, since the purpose is the Zen stick, it is very likely that it is to repair the jade ring so that it can be used against me." At the beginning, the sect masters of the Xianmen went to the tomb of Lancang Mountain together, and it was this idea that they made up their minds .

"The other three pieces of jade should be in the hands of Sect Master Ming or Sect Master Zhong. If those people want to repair the jade ring of the Zen staff, they will definitely go to those three pieces of jade first. We might as well go to the two Sect Masters to see the situation first. "As if thinking of something, Wu Nian paused for a while, then hesitated and said: "It's just you..."

Si Huai knew what he was worried about, so he chuckled lightly and said, "Don't worry, I'm not afraid of them, as long as the people from Xianmen don't chase me to take my life, I won't do anything to them. "

"That's what I said, but if you can't control your desire to kill..."

"Didn't you notice?" Si Huai interrupted him, leaned forward slightly, moved close to his nose, and said softly, "As long as you are by my side, I can suppress any murderous desire."

Wu Nian didn't expect him to come over suddenly, subconsciously dodged back, the tip of his nose brushed against Si Huai's cold cheek, and without thinking, he clasped his waist with his backhand, and lightly touched Si Huai's cheek kissed.

Si Huai narrowed his eyes very much, and said with a smile: "Since we are looking for the murderer who slaughtered the temple, should we first bring that little monk back from someone else?"

"That's not necessary." I refused without even thinking about it, and said: "We are going to investigate the murderer, but this matter involves the Zen stick, so it must not be simple. Since he has returned to Fengmian with the Sheng family, we can Don't bring the Sheng family into it anymore. Anyway, he knows the outcome of this matter. "

"Then why should I take risks?" Si Huai put his arms around his neck and asked back, blinking his eyes.

"Chen Yi is just a child, do you even want to be jealous of him?" Wu Nian smiled and pulled his hands off, held them and walked out of the mountain gate.

Si Huai didn't take this issue too seriously, and walked behind him with a smile on his face. He lowered his head and saw a sour fruit thrown on the ground, and a sour taste appeared in his mouth unconsciously. Xiao Shiguo kicked far away.

When they went up the mountain yesterday, both of them were still full of thoughts. After one night, they were in a completely different state of mind. There was no need to worry about when one of them would suddenly disappear, and no need to hesitate to push the other away.

The way down the mountain was much smoother and faster than going up the mountain. In order not to attract the attention of the disciples of the immortal sect on the way, Si Huai bought another bamboo hat with a long curtain in a small shop at the foot of the mountain, and spread it out to cover his face strict.

Wu Nian's pace slowed down a lot, as if he was taking a good look at Huaiyin today. When he came yesterday, he was just Wu Nian, and today he came down from the mountain and remembered the past scenes here. It was a little deeper when I came back to see it.

The warm palm that was holding him tightened, Si Huai frowned slightly, and he held it back vigorously, then he heard my indifferent voice asking in front of him: "I just mentioned the Sheng family, but I forgot. I asked, Jin Cheng...is he the kid who rescued you from the dry swamp back then?"

"En." Si Huai responded, but he didn't expect that he would suddenly ask someone else, and asked curiously, "How do you know?"

Wu Nian laughed softly, turned to look at him, and said, "I've seen that child grow up, and he's as gentle and humble as Jin Cheng. But I only realized it when I remembered it. I think you care about him."

I don't know if the word "care" was deliberately emphasized a little bit, and there was an inexplicably sour vinegar smell in Si Huai's ears.

He pursed his lips and smiled secretly, and then said with a serious look: "When I was not transformed, I bit the tiger's mouth on his right hand. The scar can't be erased. After he reincarnated in this life, he became a Birthmark, but I can feel it."

Even though the aura was no longer obvious after reincarnation, when he approached Sheng Jincheng for the first time, he could still feel an inexplicable familiarity.

Wu Nian nodded her head twice, thinking of Sheng Jincheng's friendly appearance next to Si Huai, mouthing "Brother Qi Zhou", couldn't help but also laughed, walking, but found that the people behind him stopped.

"What's wrong?" He asked aloud, looking in the direction Si Huai was looking at.

It was the pastry stall that Si Huai stopped to look at when he came yesterday, but he didn't buy it in the end. The sweet and glutinous smell filled the whole street, attracting many children with copper coins to gather around.

Wu Nian touched the purse full of prayer beads in his bosom, and asked jokingly: "Didn't you say yesterday that these sweet toothsome foods are eaten by children?"

Si Huai touched his chin with two fingers, raised his eyebrows, and asked seriously, "Aren't I a child with you?"

"Yes, of course." Wu Nian couldn't help shaking his head, finally took out a few copper coins from the bag, and lined up behind a group of children in a neat manner.

The smile on Si Huai's face deepened, he licked the corner of his lips sniffing the sweetness in the air, his gaze fell on Wu Nian through a white curtain, and just as he was about to go to row with him, he felt something hanging It was on one leg, dragging him so that he couldn't move.

A gloomy chill came from below, and Si Huai's gaze was about to clap his palms, but when he lowered his head, he saw a three or four-year-old child hugging his thigh tightly, with his small face buried in the hem of his clothes and gently rubbing against it. with.

It's just that ordinary children don't have this kind of cold aura at all, and it penetrates people's hearts even more than the cold wind in winter.

The child seemed to be aware of the sight from above, and raised his head a little stiffly, looking at him with big black eyes without blinking, and shouted crisply, "Mother—"

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