That monk has a dragon [Rebirth]

Wu Nian lowered his head and looked at the tub, it wasn't too small, but two tall men would definitely bump into each other when they sat in it together, I'm afraid it would be more than just a bath.

The dry heat that had just been extinguished by the hot water and the cold wind surged up again, especially the grasped wrist was burning hot as if it had been suddenly burned by a raging fire.

"You..." As soon as I opened my mouth, I realized that my voice was also a little hoarse. I hurriedly supported the edge of the barrel and got up and broke away from Si Huai's hand. I stepped back in a bit of embarrassment. He looked like he wanted to say something but didn't know what to say, and finally turned around silently and walked out.

Si Huai looked at his figure calmly as he turned out of the screen, and after a while he heard the sound of the door closing "squeak", and then he vaguely remembered that Wu Nian forgot to close the door that he had kicked open when he entered the room.

The sound of the person walking outside was heavier than usual, but it didn't feel harsh and noisy to the ears.

A drop of water flowed down from the wet hair on the sideburns, along the clear and clear jaw line to the chin, and finally couldn't bear the weight and fell down, causing a circle of small ripples, and soon returned to calm, like a mirror A fair and handsome face was reflected.

He lowered his head just in time to make eye contact with himself in the reflection, and was stunned for a moment, only to find that the corners of his mouth raised at some point, and his eyes were full of unconcealable smiles.

It took a full incense stick before Si Huai came out from behind the screen of the cubicle. His wet hair was casually draped over his shoulders, and the water dripping from the ends of his hair hit his bare instep. cold.

As soon as the bell rang at Zishi, the outside became lively. Many people rowed boats to put lights on the lake, and clusters of small fireworks bloomed under Lang Lang's starry sky, heralding the excitement of Shangyuan night. and grand.

Wu Nian stood in front of the window with his back to him watching the fireworks fading outside, the Buddha beads were slowly twirling under his fingers, the wide sleeves slid down a little, revealing a white wrist.

"What are you looking at?" Si Huai walked up to him, leaning his back against the window lattice to look at him.

Wu Nian withdrew his gaze from a distance, only to realize that the person in front of him was only wearing a smoky blue robe loosely on his body, revealing a thin lute bone and a large piece of fat jade-like white skin. It is fastened, as if it will fall apart with a slight tug.

"..." Terrible!

He moved his eyes away from Si Huai's waist in a panic, and his subconsciousness quickened as he twirled the Buddhist beads. He quickly recited the "Qingxin Sutra" twice in his heart before he could barely suppress the strong thoughts that arose again, and looked down at Si Huai. With bare feet, Huai frowned and said, "Why are you still standing by the window without shoes on? Get on the bed quickly, and be careful not to catch the wind and cold."

Si Huai saw his flustered look in his eyes, and couldn't help but tinge a teasing smile in his tone, and asked back, "You don't go to bed, what am I going to do?"

"I……"

"I read—" Si Huai held his face up so that he could look at himself, and a cluster of red fireworks just exploded in the distance, illuminating the person in those clear eyes.

"There is no Buddha here, why are you so restrained? You don't want to continue what we didn't accomplish on the boat?"

Wu Nian raised his hands and pulled down the hands that had become cold after the warm bath, and covered them in his palms, sighed softly, and then said: "Every time we finish our work, you will be in pain for several days, you It’s the person I want to love for the rest of my life, and I’m not willing to do so.”

Seeing that his ears were getting redder and redder, Si Huai couldn't hold back a "puchi" laugh, and said, "I'll be in pain for a few days because you're not skilled enough? Since you're not skilled, you have to practice more, you can't just say it doesn't hurt." It doesn't hurt anymore."

The corner of Wu Nian's mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Si Huai frowned triumphantly, leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Master, do you want to do it?"

"..." Wu Nian turned his head and glanced at the gorgeous fireworks in the distance, reached out his hand and closed the window silently, turned around, picked him up and walked towards the bed, his voice was low and hoarse, "You are the one who lured you!" Mine, don't rely on me to cry for pain tomorrow."

After a night of cloud and rain, it wasn't until noon on the second day that Si Huai opened the door with his slightly aching body. When he raised his eyes, he saw Sheng Lanchu standing under the tree in front of the courtyard, leaning against the tree trunk with his arms folded.

Sheng Lanchu also saw him, but she didn't intend to move her body to speak, and said with a half smile: "Morning, Mr. Si, you can have dinner later."

Si Huai turned his head and glanced into the room, closed half of the door calmly, leaned against the door and asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's not really an important matter. There will be a lantern festival in the east of the city later, so I would like to ask if you can go." Sheng Lanchu changed her posture uncomfortably before complaining, "I asked my disciples to come over and ask a few times this morning. Said that you haven't gotten up yet, a lifetime is long, there's no need for you two to rush to make love in Mikihara, right?"

"What?" Si Huai frowned slightly, and raised his tone with a hint of doubt. Just as he was about to wonder if he might have made a mistake, he heard Sheng Lanchu cough uncomfortably.

"Then what..." She stretched out her hand to touch her neck, looked away with a little embarrassment, and said: "Our guest room is a bit old, and the sound insulation is not very good. I accidentally heard something when I passed by last night .”

"..." Si Huai tightened his hand holding the door frame, and finally restrained himself from smashing the door frame, gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Tear it down."

Sheng Lanchu ignored the suggestion that she wasn't going to implement it. She stood up straight with her hands back, stretched her waist and was about to go out. After walking two steps, she stopped, looked around to make sure there was no one there, and then turned her head. Lai advised with a deep expression: "Restraint in the future, I'm quite tired down here, don't make people unable to get out of bed."

"How do you know..." Si Huai stopped talking just in time, swallowed the words "tired below" with a sullen expression, and narrowed his eyes to stare at Sheng Lanchu's leaving back.

The direction she was going was the guest courtyard where Dong Yangyan's family was housed, and she happened to pass through this courtyard from the owner's residence.

This could explain why Sheng Lanchu passed by last night, and why he wanted to warn him about what he just said.

only--

Si Huai kicked the door hard, stared into the half-closed room, rubbed his sore lower back, and cursed in his heart: Fuck his ancestor's restraint!I'm the one who suffers!

Although it was already spring, the sky was still getting dark early. A group of people going to the Lantern Festival set off from Mikihara when it was close to Shenshi. When they arrived at the Chengdong Lantern Festival, it was already getting dark, just in time for the stall owner. When we lighted up the lanterns, a long street was lit up one after another, and the stars were dotted with each other, forming an incomparably gorgeous Milky Way.

The Shangyuan Lantern Festival in the east of the city is once a year, and it is very lively. There are lanterns flowing in the river, fireworks in the sky, children carrying lanterns all over the street laughing and laughing, girls hang around in front of the powder booth arm in arm, romantic young men In the cold weather, shaking a fan, reciting poems and guessing lantern riddles, the gifted scholars and beauties shyly meet each other.

After getting off the carriage, Chen Yi and Sheng Jincheng were attracted by the smell of snacks wafting from the night market, and disappeared in the crowded crowd.

The remaining Si Huai and Wu Nian, Sheng Lanchu and Dong Yangyan formed a pair, walking slowly with a distance of several people behind.

"When did you like this kind of excitement?" Wu Nian held Si Huai's hand tightly, for fear of getting lost in this place full of people.

"It's not that I like this kind of excitement, but I just want to go to the lantern festival with my sweetheart like other lovers and couples." Si Huai smiled softly, and the thousands of lights condensed into a tiny spot of light in his eyes, shining brightly Light.

Wu Nian also laughed softly along with him, and subconsciously raised his hand to block the people who were rushing by, and took advantage of the situation to look up, only to find that the two people in front were also lost in the crowd at some point.

"Don't worry about them, just follow me to a place."

Si Huai stopped his idea of ​​looking for someone, squeezed an invisibility formula to hide the figures of the two, pulled him up into the air and landed on the ridge of the roof, stepped on the roof tiles all the way and swept in one direction, and stood up after a while. In front of a simple temple.

There are two stone pillars standing in front of the stone steps of the temple, and a concentric lock with the size of gongs and drums is hung in the middle with brand-new red silk. The crooked trees next to them are covered with red silk threads, some new and some old, and some silk threads are privately returned. There is a signboard with wishes written on it, and a group of devout men and women are standing under the tree and praying piously with their eyes closed.

There were too many pedestrians, they hurried into the temple and came out to take a good position under the big tree. No one noticed when a handsome young man and a monk appeared out of thin air.

"Yuelao Temple?" Wu Nian read out some old characters on the plaque in front of the temple. Looking at this familiar scene, I already guessed in my heart what Si Huai wanted to do.

"En." Si Huai responded without saying a word, flung his sleeves back and walked into the temple.

He did not create incense out of thin air, but begged three sticks of incense from a girl who came to ask for marriage, dipped in lamp oil under the statue of the old moon and lit it, worshiped three times devoutly before inserting it into the incense burner, and then went to fetch it again I took out a strip of red cloth, and wrote something without knowing what to do. I tied two strands of red thread into one, and came to a crooked-neck tree covered with red ribbons.

Wu Nian stood aside and looked at him quietly until Si Huai finished praying with his eyes closed like other devout men and women, then stepped forward to hold his hand, put a copper coin on the red rope, and pushed it upwards With a throw, it was hidden among thousands of red threads.

The contacts are men and women who are seeking marriage or couples who are married, just like them.

Si Huai hugged Wu Nian's waist without hesitation, raised his head slightly and pecked him on the lips, smiled and said in a low voice, "I'll come to fulfill my wish."

"Well, I know." Wu Nian touched his forehead and asked, "In the illusion left by Miss Mei, you said you made a private wish."

"I beg Yuelao, either completely break the red line between me and you, or tie us a new one." He turned his head and glanced into the incense-filled Yuelao Temple, with a deeper smile, and said: " It seems that he still prefers to tie a red thread for lovers."

As he spoke, he spread out the palm of his left hand, and a red thread was twisted into a small ball lying on the palm, one end of which was tied in a knot on the little finger.

Wu Nian smiled and unwrapped the red thread, stretched his fingers along the red thread from his little finger to his head, wrapped around the little finger of his right hand, and tied the exact same knot clumsily.

Then, the ten fingers wrapped with the red thread were tightly clasped together, holding hands side by side, and walked towards the brightly lit place.

The author has something to say: This episode is mainly to explain what happened later, and to explain what Si Huai made at the beginning of the episode. Therefore, for the sauce and stuffing that was omitted in the middle, everyone can make up their own brains (it’s really Jinjiang Not allowed, I shouldn’t be locked if I took it so cryptically T^T) Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

5 bottles of ham Ding Ding; 1 bottle of Jing Xi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!