After the rebirth, I became a Buddha, but the scumbags started to panic

After the kiss fell, both of them were startled, Yan Wan was stiff all over, Ji Fengxuan lowered his head, buried half of his face on his shoulder, his voice was hoarse and desperate: "I don't want this kind of thing to happen again, don't provoke me again."

How many people can resist his caring and caring?

The more pure and kind he is, the more he wants to be held in his hands, crushed and swallowed, and his flesh and blood are mixed together.

He was in the endless abyss, suddenly a ray of light came in, why didn't he want to hold on tightly?

Who cares to be his elder brother?

Either be/love or be an enemy.

Either be redeemed, or fall to the bottom.

Don't even think about using the name of elder brother to hold him back!

Yan Wan fell silent for a long time.

After a long time, he pushed him away and said softly, "I understand."

Ji Fengxuan closed his eyes in pain, and when he opened them again, his eyes were filled with cold determination, as if nothing had happened, he turned and left without looking back.

……

Yan Wan never stepped into the Changfang Courtyard again, he listened to the news about Ji Fengxuan, no matter it was good or bad, his heart was not disturbed, but his emotions continued for many days.

He really wanted to have an elder brother like Ji Fengxuan. Since he woke up from falling into the water, he and Ji Fengxuan have been together day and night, and they have given their sincerity.

Ji Fengxuan took him shopping, taught him how to read accounts, and saved his life... He also respected and loved him from the bottom of his heart, and he wanted him to live well no matter what, but——

Being a husband and wife is hard after all.

It is impossible for him to betray Qi Yunsheng and live up to Qi Yunsheng's affection.

Xu Yan's mother found that something was wrong with her son recently, so she made some arrangements and planned to take Yan Wan to Hanguang Temple to relax.

There are few people in the temple and it is clean, so it is easy to think about some things. Yan Wan is a character who does not like to express his thoughts so as not to annoy the other party, or has something to say to the Buddha.

Yan Wan remembered that she hadn't been with Yan's mother for many days, so she took leave of absence from Tai Academy.

Coincidentally, His Majesty wanted to train Ning Chen, so he was sent out of the capital, so there was no need for this lesson.

Hanguang Temple is outside the city of Kyoto, and the carriage arrived in about two days at a slow pace, but Hua Ying packed five large boxes for him, and there were seven boxes for Mother Yan, so it took another day to arrive.

Before they arrived, the servants of the Yan Mansion rode fast horses to take care of them. When they entered the temple, a novice immediately led them to the hut.

The Master Lingwen of Hanguang Temple is the eminent monk who pointed out Yan Wan when Yan Wan was seriously ill and asked Yan Wan to raise her through the catastrophe. Mother Yan donated the money for sesame oil and wanted to see Master Lingwen again. He performed the Buddha's salute with one hand, shook his head and said:

"The abbot is meeting a guest."

Mother Yan opened her beautiful eyes, a little surprised: "There are still noble people practicing in the temple?"

Shops have off-season and peak season, and temples also have temples. Temples are full of people before and after festivals, but this month is the most bleak time for temple incense.

The novice monk heard a sound from a distance, and suddenly changed his words: "My lady comes with me."

Mother Yan looked at Yan Wan, and the two followed together.

After entering the small Buddhist hall, a group of people waited at the entrance, the people inside were still talking, and the little novice couldn't disturb them, just in time they could hear a warm and pleasant voice like a long piano coming from the inner room.

He seemed to be leaving before he remembered something important. He stopped not far from them, and his voice was very close to them:

"By the way, master, I have been having some weird and bizarre dreams recently. I can't forget them for a long time after waking up. My mind is muddled. I don't know if the master has any way to calm my mind and make my six sense organs more pure."

Master Lingwen's voice was relatively dry and old, as if he was about to die at any moment, but it was inexplicably deep.

He said: "The dreams of the previous life should be forgotten. This old monk has a copy of the "Purity of the Heart Sutra", which can be copied by the benefactor."

"Thank you, Master."

After saying that, the man retreated from the inner room, just in time to have a face-to-face meeting with Yan Wan.

Yan Wan was startled.

The man was dressed in a moon-white brocade robe with bamboo patterns, a jade-inlaid belt of the same color around his waist, and a palace sash with a bronze bell hanging on it. Words describe it best.

He was smiling, with a pure and elegant demeanor, filled with the smell of books, and originally had long and narrow phoenix eyes like Ji Fengxuan, but they did not have any hint of gloom, they only reminded people of spring rain in apricot blossoms, and swallows flying in green grass.

It's hard to imagine that this is the rogue boy who crawled through dog holes and climbed walls when he was a child.

——Lan Pei, Lan Jiusi.

Yan Wan was in a daze for a while, then heard Lan Pei say in surprise, "Brother Wan, Aunt Yan!"

Mother Yan hadn't seen Lan Pei for a long time, and she almost didn't recognize him. If she hadn't looked carefully and found a trace of the past from his face, she would have thought that Lan Pei had identified the wrong person.

In the past, Lan Pei often sneaked to the house to play, although breaking Yan's handle made her sad, but after so long, those old sesame seeds and rotten millet things have long been put aside.

He even liked him when he thought of his cute appearance when he was young, and said in a warm tone: "In a blink of an eye, Jiusi has become an adult. He looks really good, and he is really a good boy."

Lan Pei smiled and said, "But Aunt Yan is still noble and beautiful."

Then he looked at Yan Wan.

Yan Wan gradually came to his senses, although his mood was a bit complicated, but it didn't show at all on the surface, he also smiled and said: "Long time no see Brother Lan, Brother Lan is really a good-looking talent."

Lan Pei frowned slightly, and couldn't help teasing: "Why doesn't Brother Wan call me Brother Lan Pei?"

Yan Wan paused for a moment, then took the words politely: "This title is too intimate, it's inconvenient for my younger brother to be married."

Lan Pei said with a smile: "Congratulations to Brother Wan."

The gathering of old friends always makes people feel happy. Mother Yan saw that they were able to talk, and said: "Ah Wan is chatting with your elder brother Lan Pei here. Mother, go in and see Master Lingwen."

Yan Wan didn't want to, but she couldn't help Lan Pei's face, so she brushed off Yan's mother, and said: "It's easy to disturb mother here, let's go somewhere else."

"Brother please."

The two strolled under the shade of the temple, walking side by side slowly, Lan Pei asked about the recent situation of Yan's family, and Yan Wan also asked a few words of symbolic concern.

When the two of them came under a big locust tree, Yan Wan asked: "Brother Lan just said in the Buddhist hall that he had an uneasy dream, what did he dream about?"

He was just asking casually, but Lan Pei's expression suddenly froze for a moment.

However, the stagnation passed so quickly that Yan Wan didn't pay attention, and saw Lan Pei looked away in the blink of an eye, then laughed, and broke a locust tree branch from the tree: "I dreamed of this."

It is the peak period of Sophora japonica blooming at this time, and the snow-white flowers are clustered on the branches, with a strong fragrance.

"Dream of Sophora japonica?" Yan Wan said amusedly, "Could it be that the Sophora japonica tree has become a spirit?"

Lan Pei didn't want to talk any more, and strode forward, and the two wandered aimlessly to the back mountain.

There is a gazebo in the back mountain. On the stone table of the gazebo, there is a chessboard painted and two chess pieces placed. Either someone played it not long ago, or it is simply placed here for the entertainment of boring people.

Lan Pei asked: "Would you like to play a game with me?"

The back mountain is very far away from the Buddhist hall, and Yan Wan was tired after walking for so long, so he agreed.

The two of them held their chess pieces and played leisurely. They had no desire to win or lose, they were just having fun.

When Lan Pei was waiting for Yan Wan to take it down, he lightly stroked the round chess piece with his fingertips, his eyes fell on Yan Wan's face, and his eyes deepened quietly.

He dreamed of him, dreamed that he hid all the love letters he had written to Yan Huaizhi over the years, and he traveled around with his master to increase his knowledge, but he still couldn't forget the woman who made his heart beat when he was young. When the box was turned out, he blushed and said to him shyly:

"I...I also...I like Brother Lan Pei too."

The word "also" is used wonderfully.

He clearly knows that Yan Huaizhi likes him and is in love with him, but he still brazenly intervenes between them and expresses his affection for him.

When he faced the death of Yan Huai Zhi, he didn't know his sincerity until his death, and when the culprit came to his door again, he smiled slightly and said softly and harmlessly: "But Brother Wan, what I like is women."

Yan Wan looked up excitedly: "I... I can pretend to be a woman, I can..."

His voice became lower and lower, until it was as thin as a mosquito, almost inaudible.

Lan Pei only felt...disgusted.

However, when he really appeared in front of him disguised as a woman, his breathing was disordered and his heart beat uncontrollably.

After that, Yan Wan would meet him in women's clothes every time when he was alone.

He couldn't help being gentle and kind, but in the end he became sober because the Yan family asked him to marry Yan Wan.

Every frame of that dream was so real that he couldn't help but wonder which world was real after waking up.

However, seeing Yan Wan in the temple at this moment, he is convinced that the moment is real, how could Yan Wan, the proud son of heaven, like him so humblely, the dream is indeed absurd and unbearable to scrutinize.

I don't know if there is a connection between the hearts, Yan Wan dropped her son, and suddenly raised her head and said: "By the way, brother Lan, you wrote a lot of letters to my sister when you went out to study, and my sister left them with me after she died of illness. Do you want to send them to me?" Take them all back?"

Lan Pei thought for a while, and slowly made a decision: "Okay, I'll pick it up from your house some other day, and burn it in front of your sister's tomb."

Yan Wan nodded and said, "Yes."

Playing a few games of chess lazily, Yan Wan felt that he had almost rested, so he got up to say goodbye to Lan Pei.

Lan Pei watched his back disappear, and her smile gradually flattened. For some reason, she felt that she was a bit dirty in her dream.

Even if Yan Wan intends to intervene between him and Yan Huaizhi, he shouldn't play with him and humiliate him like that.

Well, it's just a dream.

……

When Yan Wan returned to the hut, Yan's mother had already returned, and she brought some tea leaves specially begged for him from Abbot Lingwen, saying that it could relieve his worries and troubles.

Although she didn't think drinking a cup of tea would relieve her troubles, Yan Wan made a cup and drank it, so as not to let down Yan's mother's kindness.

As everyone knows, Yan Wan had a dream that night.

At the beginning of the dream, there was a vast white fog, and he passed through the fog barrier, and saw the bustling and lively Kyoto long street, and a horse flew past.

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