"What do you like?" Cang Ning frowned, thought carefully, and asked, "Is that what you do to me?"

"Yeah." Xie Yan nodded, put his arms around Cang Ning, and pointed to a loving couple in the crowd, "It's the kind of relationship between husband and wife in the world."

"Hey, I like it, feelings." Cang Ning repeated these words thoughtfully, wanting to experience it seriously, but felt that he didn't understand it.

"You don't understand this kind of emotion now that you lack the soul of a bird." Xie Yan pointed to the drawing paper flying above the high platform and said, "I'll give you something, and you will understand."

"What is that?" Cang Ning said what Xie Yan was pointing at, and looked up at the colorful rain of flowers on the stage, "Will Brother Yan send me flowers? I want it!"

"it is good."

On the stone platform and under the sutra pillar, the eminent monk Moshi is leading his disciples to recite scriptures devoutly.

Flowers fell in the air like rain, and ordinary people around clapped their hands to watch, while the devoutly chanting monks didn’t even raise their eyelids, they still squinted their eyes indifferently, moved their lips slightly, and strings of mantras flowed from their slightly parted lips and teeth. Gushing out, everything around them seems to have nothing to do with them.

On the shallow mountain, the man in the black robe with wide sleeves calmly walked up the stone platform step by step, and walked to the center of the monks who were reciting scriptures and meditating as if there was no one else around.

A few young monks who lacked concentration couldn't help raising their eyelids to take a peek at the person who suddenly appeared among them, and the monk's robe was immediately covered with colorful petals.

Moshi was a little surprised at this unexpected guest who suddenly appeared on the stone platform and destroyed the disciples' cultivation. When he looked up, he saw a black dress without patterns or patterns walking calmly in the rain of colorful flowers. Not a single flower petal, not even a grain of pollen, was stained on the black clothes.

Xie Yan stretched out a hand and spread it out under the rain of flowers, two red camellias, one dark and one light, just fell on the palm of his hand.

Almost all the young monks meditating around raised their heads to see what the mysterious man in black was catching flowers for.

Cang Ning had just walked up the stone steps, Xie Yan had already turned around and walked to the side of the stone platform with the flowers in his hands, and spread the two flowers to Cang Ning.

Seeing this scene, the group of young monks who were meditating behind them suddenly became agitated, and they couldn't help turning around to watch, with envious, jealous and gossiping smiles hanging from the corners of their mouths.

In front of his eyes were colorful falling flowers like rain, but the person in black clothes was as radiant as a god, Cang Ning ignored the surprised and envious eyes of so many monks around him, looked into brother Yan's eyes with a smile, and forgot to take the two flowers in his hand .

"Wow! Together! Together!"

"Wow! So romantic! So touching!"

"..."

In the rain of flowers, the group of onlookers all clapped their hands and booed, as if they were in the scene, more excited than being given flowers. In a blink of an eye, they were covered with colorful petals and pollen.

However, the group of young monks didn't care at all that they had been stained with petals, they still stood around and kept clapping their hands to watch, looking very happy.

"A-Ning, I love you." Xie Yan still raised her hands flat and spread the flowers in front of Cang Ning.

"Together! Together! Together!" The young monks around clapped their hands and laughed happily.

"I'll treat you useless things!" Moshi couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward and slammed a young monk's bald head, "Sin! Sin! It's all dirty mortal hearts!"

"Ouch!" The little monk hurriedly hugged his head, still smiling and watching from the sidelines.

Mosh sighed and shook his head helplessly.

However, the amazing thing is that although those two people talked about their love and looked at each other with affection in their eyes in the rain of flowers, they didn't even touch each other!

The two bright red camellias had been standing in front of her for a long time, while Cang Ning stood in the rain of colorful and falling flowers, looking at the person in front of her, a magical feeling welled up in her heart, it was so beautiful that she was dreaming.

After staring at Xie Yan's star-like eyes for a long time, Cang Ning slowly stretched out his hand.

The surrounding monks all held their breath, staring closely at the flowers in Xie Yan's hands and Cang Ning's gradually extending hand towards him.

"Wow..." The moment Cang Ning's hand touched the two camellias, the eyeballs of the surrounding young monks almost fell out, swallowing their saliva enviously.

Cang Ning held the two camellias in the palm of his hand, shy warmth welled up on his cheeks, and he lowered his eyelashes and smiled sheepishly.

The eminent monk Moshi sighed and shook his head: "It's a sin, a sin."

Cang Ning didn't care about the Moshi eminent monk next to him who always spoiled the scenery, caressing the two camellias in his palm lovingly, this was the first time that Brother Yan gave him flowers.

"Sins, sins." Moshi sighed and shook his head all the time, with a look of helplessness towards the hopeless man, "You two benefactors, you are so sinful and you continue to harm the monks and fail to clean up. The sin is so serious that you will go to hell."

"Your monk's robes are so gray and ugly, it's nice to see them stained with bright petals." Cang Ning looked at the monks around him whose clothes were dyed colorful by the petals, and then looked down at himself who was spotless. Shi smiled and said, "Your petals seem to only touch bald spots."

"Sin, sin." Moshi folded his hands and closed his eyes and kept shouting "sin", and he didn't know which god or Buddha he was desperately repenting and praying to.

Cang Ning and Xie Yan looked at each other with a slight smile, and the ordinary people around them who pretended to be noble and pursued purity rolled colorfully in the rain of flowers, while his naturally pure fairy body was still untouched even if he did not seek purification.

Suddenly, the rain of colorful flowers all over the sky stopped abruptly!

Cang Ning raised his head, only to see that the drawing paper whirling in the air suddenly radiated golden light, and with a loud sound, it shattered into pieces and fell like a rain of flowers!When I looked down again, the two camellias I was holding in my hand disappeared without a trace in an instant!

"My "Picture of Heavenly Maidens and Ten Thousand Buddhas"!" Moshi yelled, and hastily stretched out his hand to pick up the fragments of the drawing paper, but he didn't pick up half a piece of paper. flowers.

The little monks were all startled, and the people watching in the audience also looked up in shock. The drawing paper of the eminent monk Moshi in the air shattered into flowers and fell one after another.

Lan Chen, who bought a candied haws and was eating rock candied hawthorns in the crowd, was eating happily. Seeing that everyone was watching the spectacle of the Ten Thousand Buddhas bursting, she followed them to look up at the rock.

Lan Chen, who was chewing on the hawthorn and looking up at the excitement, suddenly stopped chewing, and stared at the flowers falling from the stone platform with wide eyes.

Such a familiar flower!The flowers are different in shape, but the flowers are very familiar.

Lan Chen rubbed her eyes in disbelief, she couldn't see the appearance of those flowers clearly, but felt very familiar, so she hurriedly ran to the stone platform.In the sea of ​​flowers on the stone platform, the so-called celestial maiden rain flowers are exactly the same as the flowers in my painting of celestial maiden scattered flowers back then!

Lan Chen leaned down, brushed aside the colorful flowers and picked up a piece of yellowed shredded paper. On the picture was a plump arm of a celestial girl, with two gold bracelets carved with exquisite lotus patterns hanging on her wrists. The goddess scattered flowers!

"Brother Yan, brother Yan, where are we going?" Ever since the flower rain stopped, Cang Ning was held by Xie Yan and hurried over the hillside, running all the way into the mountain.Cang Ning ran after him in confusion for a long time, and finally pulled him to a stop, "Brother Yan, what's the matter?"

Xie Yan stopped, turned around and said, "A-Ning, look up."

Cang Ning raised his head, only to see that the sky, which was still sunny just now, had been covered by dark clouds like splashed ink from nowhere.

"Brother Yan, what's going on?" Cang Ning turned his head and asked in surprise in the face of such rapid changes in the sky.

"A-Ning, go quickly." Xie Yan pushed Cang Ning forward, "Go quickly."

"Brother Yan?" Cang Ning was pushed a few steps away by him, and turned around to ask in doubt.

At this time, the dark clouds in the sky were like a big net, getting thicker and thicker, covering the sky heavily, making the day as dark as the night.

Looking at the pitch-black sky, Cang Ning felt as if he had seen it somewhere before.It seemed to be a very distant scene, which was barely there in memory.

"Boom—" There was a huge thunder explosion, Xie Yan flashed, and a bowl-thick silver light directly hit the mountain where Xie Yan was standing just now. high!

Cang Ning looked up at the thunderous sky, turned his head and looked into his eyes calmly: "Brother Yan, no matter what happens, I will not leave you alone."

"I'm fine, Ah Ning, you must not..." Xie Yan suddenly threw himself at Cang Ning, throwing him down.

Before Cang Ning realized what happened, he heard a loud bang in his ears, and a few drops of warm liquid splashed on his face.

Xie Yan raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled at Cang Ning: "Ah Ning, I won't die, you must be safe."

At this time, Xie Yan was just a slave of Emperor Ziwei in the North Pole of the Upper Realm, even if he was struck to pieces by the sky lightning, apart from experiencing the pain of being crushed to pieces, no harm would be done to his real body.But at this time, Cang Ning exists in the fragile body of a mortal, even a thunderstorm can knock his soul out of him!

Cang Ning shook his head vigorously, trying to push away Xie Yan who was pressing on him: "Brother Yan, you lied to me, how can you not die like this? If I die, I will die with you! Get out of the way!"

"A Ning, don't you believe me?" Xie Yan stretched out his hand and gently stroked Cang Ning's cheek, and said softly, "It didn't work out, I thought I would never be separated from you again in this life, and I won't let you wander and suffer in the future Suffering, but I didn't do it in this life. Aning believes in me, next time, I will come to you again, we will never be separated again, and I will never let you wander."

"Brother Yan." Cang Ning shook his head vigorously, his eyes were moist and shiny like never before, "Brother Yan, please don't leave me again."

"A-Ning, trust me. Never again..."

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