dragon pen

It also snowed in the Anle Temple in the teenager's dream.

The whole temple was covered with snow, everywhere was covered with snow, and under the eaves there was a thick pile of snow falling—the whole temple was white, except for the acacia tree in the backyard, which seemed to be falling. The finished green leaves are full of vitality, and the colorful silks thrown up by devout men and women hang on the treetops every day. The green leaves are covered with white snow. Suddenly, there are all kinds of colors, and it has become a special scenery of Anle Temple.

On the day of the Winter Festival, there was a heavy snowfall at night. During the day, when the little monk who had been guarding the Buddhist hall all night got up from the futon, he felt that his hands and feet seemed to be inflexible—putting down the wooden fish Getting up, the little monk pushed open the door of the Buddhist hall, the cold wind mingled with the smell of ice and snow came to his nostrils, and the cold air hit his face, and the red face that had turned red after being bored in the room for a long time finally faded a little drunk...

There is also a thin layer of ice and snow floating under the eaves in front of the Buddhist hall.

Today is the holiday, and there are naturally many people who come to Anle Temple to worship Buddha. For fear that the people who come to the temple will be slipped by the snow, the little monk rubbed his red hands from the cold, and took the broom leaning against the door seriously Really swept the snow—

The swishing sound covered up the sound of people walking.

He didn't stop until the broom waving by the little monk swept a person's feet. He raised his head and looked at the man standing in front of him swaggeringly. He raised his eyebrows: "You won't just be back, will you?"

The tall man smiled lazily, that smile seemed to melt into the rising sun—although in Shi Kong's eyes, this appearance was just a shameless expression...

"how do you know?"

"You're still wearing yesterday's clothes." Shi Kong remained expressionless.

The man talked about it from left to right: "It snowed last night."

Shi Kong pursed his lips and replied, "I'm neither blind nor deaf."

"Since you are neither blind nor deaf, your wing room can freeze ghosts to death, why can't you provide a brazier for the distinguished guests who come to practice?" Zhu Jiu Yin said, "This makes me have to go down the mountain to find a warm place..."

"Aren't you a demon? Are you also afraid of the cold?"

While talking, the little monk realized that he should stop standing and talking nonsense with this man and delaying the opening of the temple. He simply lowered his head and continued sweeping the floor while chatting, so the man rolled up his sleeves and moved behind his buttocks a little bit, Acting as a little tail——

"I've said it all, I'm a dragon, how many times do you have to say it before you believe it?"

"Dragon shouldn't be afraid of the cold."

"Why?"

"Rough skin and thick flesh."

The little monk's natural but somewhat perfunctory tone seemed to amuse the man behind him. He reached out and grabbed the little monk's broom. He caught the little monk's chin, looked left and right, and then clicked his tongue: "Don't talk about me, did you look in the mirror before you came out? Your face is frozen into something, like a woman's rouge... "

Shi Kong opened his mouth and was about to refute, but at this moment, the temperature suddenly passed from the man's fingertips made him slightly stunned—it was not an illusion, it was as if his entire face was immersed in hot water, with a trace of itching, cold The stiffness brought on is melting a little bit...

Shi Kong: "..."

Zhu Jiuyin watched the face in front of her gradually recover its natural complexion, it was no longer dazzlingly red, but pink and fair, making people feel healthy and beautiful——

"It looks much better this way."

The man let go of it with satisfaction.

But at this moment, his fingertips had a faint and strange scent slipping from the tip of Zhang Ziyao's nose - it smelled like a blooming rose, and it was obviously the smell of rouge and gouache that a woman smeared on her body... Shi Kong was stunned for a moment, then picked up the broom again and asked, "The so-called 'warm place' you went to last night, wouldn't it be in the arms of a certain woman in the Goulan Courtyard at the foot of the mountain?"

"I went to Xiaochun Garden."

"..."

Shi Kong sneered briefly.

"But I didn't touch a woman." Zhu Jiuyin finished without haste, "I just asked for a room with a brazier to sleep in."

"..."

Shi Kong ignored him, lowered his head and just swept his own ground, paused, and the sound of sweeping snow sounded again.The little monk couldn't hear much emotion and said lightly: "Go to the hot spring in the back mountain to wash. You are a demon, so naturally you dare not ask you to obey many monks... It's just that this is a forbidden place for Buddhism. Take it early in the morning. Coming back with the smell of rouge and gouache is really outrageous, but luckily I bumped into me, if I bumped into Senior Brother Shi Yuan and the others, I'm afraid I'll expose you as a fake monk at a glance and drive you away."

Zhu Jiuyin was prepared to be ridiculed and forcibly educated, but he didn't expect the little monk to persuade him softly—after he froze for a moment, he suddenly felt uncomfortable and followed closely. Explain behind Shi Kong's buttocks: "I really didn't touch a woman, I just went to sleep, I haven't seen any fairy before—"

Shi Kong turned around.

Zhu Jiuyin was startled and almost bit her own tongue.

"Your fingertips smell of rouge and gouache, if you didn't touch it, how could there be?"

"Because you want to push away the woman who posted it."

"..."

Shi Kong raised his eyelids and glanced at him, turned his back to him and began to sweep the steps. Seeing that he was sweeping seriously and seemed to have no time to pay attention to himself, Zhu Jiuyin puffed up his mouth and blew, and the ice and snow on the steps melted immediately, and the snow sank. Fei Wu... Looking at the steps in front of the Buddhist hall, which seemed to be empty for a moment, as if spring had arrived early, Shi Kong turned his head helplessly: "What do you want to do?"

"Why should I explain to you whether I will go to the Goulan Courtyard or touch women?"

"How do I know? I just asked casually..."

"Then why are you so worried that I will be spotted by your senior brothers as a fake monk?"

"The lovesickness tree demon hasn't been caught yet, but he's settled down a lot since you came, so I don't want you to leave until the matter is resolved... In this weather, you've seen the lovesickness tree too."

"...Well," Zhu Jiuyin narrowed his eyes slightly, "the branches are flourishing."

"Recently, the demon suddenly became quiet, and I'm a little worried that he's going to do something big..."

"My lord is here." Zhu Jiuyin asked back, "What kind of evil spirit can that monster pull out?"

"The premise is that you didn't ask Master to drive you away in advance because of rude words or taboo behavior."

"..."

He also had a point.

Zhu Jiuyin raised his hand and scratched his head, "hum", muttered in his mouth, "You've been thinking about how to use me all day long", but he still followed Shi Kong's ass uncontrollably—the little monk When he got down the steps, he also subconsciously thought about it, but just as he leaned forward, someone held him back with a broom.

Zhu Jiuyin: "?"

Shi Kong: "I'll go ahead and open the gate of the temple."

Zhu Jiuyin: "I'll go ahead and watch you open the temple gate."

Shi Kong: "What does your appearance sound like to others? You are not allowed to go."

Zhu Jiuyin sneered: "No? The last person who said 'no' to me, the grave-"

Shi Kong raised the bamboo broom in his hand as if he was going to hit him, Zhu Jiuyin quickly jumped back three steps: "If you don't go, you don't go, you, a monk, still want to beat people? Such tyranny, usually read What are the scriptures..."

He murmured, and under Shi Kong's stare, he turned around and made a gesture to leave—it was originally in the direction of the wing room, but then he suddenly thought of something, and turned to the direction of Houshan Hot Spring: "Send me a condom in a while." Come clean clothes."

"You can't take it yourself?"

"Thinking about going back to that icy hole-like wing makes my brain hurt, I don't care, if you don't show up for a while, I will just walk around wearing nothing..."

"Bullshit!"

Shi Kong raised his eyebrows, Zhu Jiuyin glanced at him lazily, and then walked away without looking back—only the little monk standing alone with a broom in his hand was left watching his going back for a long time , the slightly raised brows were lowered, the little monk's serious eyes softened, and a slight smile appeared at the corners of his eyes.

He lowered his head, and the bamboo broom slid across the ground——

Footsteps sounded behind him, and the brothers and sisters who got up early and did their homework woke up. They greeted Shi Kong in groups of three and four, and sighed when they saw the steps that were so clean that no trace of snowflakes could be seen——

"This step has been swept well! Oh, Shi Kong, did you boil hot water and pour it so it's so clean?"

"When is Shikong not clean when working?"

"Well, it will be troublesome if Master sees it later and asks us to follow this standard! Well, Huineng, hurry up and get some snow, let's dress up the steps—"

All the monks were laughing and joking, but they lost their usual solemnity in front of pilgrims and Buddhist halls, and it was rare to see a lively side on those young faces...

Huineng was pushed out of the crowd, but his feet were unsteady and he almost slipped. Shikong quickly threw his broom to support him, and he heard the people nearby murmured "thank you"... Shikong heard the hoarse voice, He raised his head to look at Huineng, only to find that his complexion was not very good-looking, his face was morbidly red whether it was cold or something, his lips were a little red and swollen, and the blue color was visible under his eyes——

This appearance made Shi Kong think of the deceased Hui Hai for no reason.

When he turned Hui Hai over from the spring, he also looked...

"Brother Hui Neng, where did you go last night?"

Shi Kong watched Huineng's pupils shrink slightly, but he didn't answer, but Huixian rushed to answer behind him: "After dinner, Senior Brother Huineng and Senior Brother Shi Yuan went back to the meditation room to give a lecture on Buddhism. I didn't come back until dawn, so I'm afraid I just talked about it." All night!"

Shi Kong looked at Huineng, who smiled wearily and said, "That's right."

Shi Kong responded and let go of Huineng's hand, paused for a while and lowered his voice, saying in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Don't go to the acacia tree in the backyard."

Hui Neng was taken aback.

Shi Kong frowned slightly: "I know you miss Brother Hui Hai, and I miss him too, it's just that acacia tree..."

Huineng's expression suddenly changed, that look was unfamiliar and indifferent, and Shi Kong couldn't understand it - only to see Huineng take a small step back, and then said flatly: "You don't understand anything, just leave it alone."

Shi Kong closed his mouth, and at this time, Huineng turned around and looked at the senior brothers behind him, his expression returned to his natural look, and he said "I'm going to go to the morning incense" and walked into the Buddhist hall. The brother also followed behind him as if he had been reminded, so Shi Kong was the only one left before the steps.

……

After sweeping the floor, the door of the temple opened, and Shi Kong also finished his assigned work for the day and was free.

After thinking about it, I finally went to the monster dragon's room to get a clean monk robe for him, and then specially roasted it on the brazier that the senior brother in charge of supplies brought for the monster dragon, until the cloth became warm. , he just wrapped the monk's robe in his arms, and hurriedly walked all the way in the direction of Houshan Hot Spring——

The little monk stepped on the soft snow and made a crunching sound.

Far away, the faint smell of sulfur from the hot spring came into his nostrils, and the surrounding cold was no longer as severe as when he was in the temple. Knowing that he was approaching the place, Shi Kong slowed down his pace, and when he heard the sound of water, he simply stopped. down -

Underfoot is slightly humid and warm hot spring water.

Through the milky white water mist, he could vaguely see a tall man lazily lying on the edge of the hot spring, his lower body buried in the hot spring water. When the smoke lingered, he could see a silver hair he had untied from the place where it became thinner. Yinchuan is pouring down like a waterfall, and the wet hair sticks to the man's strong back, outlining the curve of the man's back...

Shi Kong lowered his eyes.

"The clothes are brought for you."

As he spoke, he walked towards the hot spring. When he got closer, he realized that the lower body of the man buried in the hot spring was not human legs, but a huge dragon tail with black dragon scales and emerald tail fins!

Even though he had seen the ghost with his own eyes, Shi Kong was still taken aback, and the steps he was about to approach subconsciously stopped, until he was brought back to his senses by the slight sound of porcelain clashing——

"Look at your sad face, what, someone bullied you after I left?"

The silver-haired man lying on the edge of the spring said lazily.

"..."

Shi Kong found that his eyes were uncontrollably rolling around the man's wet Adam's apple, so he answered "No" with a tight chest, forced his head down to look away, and walked quickly towards a dry boulder, just about to put it down. The clothes were gone, and at this moment, the tip of his nose smelled a strange fragrance——

He turned around and asked Zhu Jiuyin: "What are you drinking?"

Zhu Jiu's face remained unchanged: "Top-grade Dahongpao."

As soon as Zhu Jiuyin finished speaking, he saw the little monk who had been standing far away suddenly go back to the hot spring, grab his hair on both sides and pull him up slightly—at the same time, he bent down—when The corners of his lips almost touched Zhu Jiuyin's, and the man's pupils narrowed slightly——

Just this time.Shi Kong stopped again, moved close to Zhu Jiu's labia to sniff his nose, and then changed his face: "You monster, I'll let you come to Houshan Hot Spring to wash off the rouge smell on your body, you're good, lie down I drank wine leisurely here! The smell of this wine can be smelled from eight hundred miles away, what are you—"

"Well?"

"Are you going to piss me off?!"

Shi Kong threw away the monster dragon's head with a look of disgust.

Zhu Jiuyin was caught off guard, the faint sandalwood fragrance on his lips was withdrawn, his tail in the water raised and patted the surface of the water, seeing the little monk with an angry expression on his face, he narrowed his narrow red eyes: "You little boy!" The monk just doesn't understand what it means to be drunk to relieve a thousand worries, for example, when you have unresolved worries between your brows and eyes, it is the best time to drink."

"..."

"Tsk, you monks just don't understand—"

After saying that, he took a sip of drunkenness at the flagon as if he was afraid that Shi Kong would not die of anger. Seeing his provocation, Shi Kong raised his eyebrows that had been lowered not long ago in the morning, but before he could speak, suddenly The person by the pool stretched out his strong long arms, grabbed him, and pulled him to him——

Before Shikong could react, what happened.

In the next second, his whole body was pulled into the hot spring, and after a common sound of falling into the water, the little monk was pushed into the water by the half-man, half-dragon who turned around flexibly——

The hot spring in the back mountain of Anle Temple is very deep.

Soon, the warm water submerged the top of his head, but the dragon pressed his shoulders and pushed him under the water as if he wanted to die, in a panic.He could only see countless white bubbles overflowing from his mouth, and the light on the water surface was getting farther and farther away. In the blue hot spring water, he could only see a black dragon tail swinging in the water——

To suffocate.

He exhaled the last breath out of his lungs, but just when he thought he was about to drown, he saw the handsome face of the man who pulled him into the water approaching, and when he instinctively opened his mouth to breathe, there were soft lips against him lips—

The man's nimble tongue opened his teeth, and then, a mouthful of slightly cold and spicy liquid flowed from the other's mouth into his mouth, and the liquid with a faint plum fragrance became warm and hot along the tip of his tongue , and finally the liquid flowed through his throat and stomach with a sense of presence...

This is the first time Shi Kong has tasted the taste of plum wine.