bodhisattva is busy

Seeing Luo Fan and Yang Jian fall down from the roof, the two golden-haired boys hurriedly handed over the belt: "Bodhisattva, your belt."

Luo Fan rubbed his belly convulsed with laughter, and pointed at the beam, "Go up the beam. One day the Queen Mother will ask, and she will say that I have put that shadow..." He subconsciously looked at the beam. Glancing at the black cloak that was tumbling majesticly against the wind behind Yang Jian, a smile welled up, and hurriedly coughed twice to hold back the laugh, "Ahem, I sealed that thing again."

"Indeed, so that she won't have to explain when she turns around and comes to check again." Da Jin and Xiao Jin nodded, jumped onto the beam, and found a thinner piece of wood to fasten the belt.

Yang Jian shook his head and smiled lightly, and said indifferently: "She will wake up sooner or later, anyway, she didn't get caught anyway, so let her guess."

"In the first place, I want to ask for the trust of the queen mother? It's a fantasy! Let her think wildly. After all, she can't do anything to you now, let alone dismiss you. She can't bear your sword." Luo Fan nodded in agreement, then tugged at the loose skirts, and asked Yang Jian, "Do you have any spare clothes, can you lend me one?" The belt was also contributed, and he can't go out with this look now.

Yang Jian then took his little uncle to the back hall to change clothes. The difference in body shape between the two was not too big. Luo Fan should be a little thinner and shorter, and it would be fine to wear a tighter belt.

Da Jin and Xiao Jin jumped down from the beams, waiting for Yang Jian, while teasing the bewildered little boy.

Xiao Jin put his hand on Xiao Tong's shoulder, feeling a bit like two brothers, and asked him: "Xiao Tong, are you also Master's disciple?"

With a little surprise in his tone, he exchanged a look with Da Jin: I really can't see that Master still accepts such a pure breed?

The little boy blushed when he heard the words, looked down at the toe of the shoe, and said in a low voice: "No... no, I'm just a boy serving Master Zhenjun."

"Oh, that's it!" Da Jin and Xiao Jin nodded, suddenly realizing.

Xiao Tong was so embarrassed by the eyes of Da Jin and Xiao Jin, so his face became redder and his head lowered. Xiao Jin looked at Xiao Tong's cheeks that were so red that they could bleed, like some kind of A fruit that can break the skin with a single poke, so I poked it casually.

"Ah!" The boy reacted very violently, and jumped away covering his face, but as soon as he stepped back, he bumped into the threshold, tripped abruptly, fell to the outside of the door with one foot still hanging on the threshold, all kinds of things happened. Embarrassed and embarrassed, he glanced at the golden-haired boy who seemed stunned by this series of accidents, buried his head in his arms against the threshold, and bumped: Let me die, it's too embarrassing for my wife! ! !

"Pfft..." Da Jin and Xiao Jin burst out laughing.

The two laughed unkindly for a full minute, then stopped laughing, went over and pulled the little boy up, and stuffed him on the stool, "You sit still, don't fall on the ground again later."

The little boy's head was almost hanging down to his stomach, Dajin and Xiaojin finally kindly let him go, and asked a very normal question: "After talking for so long, I still don't know what your name is, so I can't keep calling you Tong Xiaotong. "

The little boy was surprised, and asked back, "Why not?"

Da Jin raised his forehead, "There are too many children in this world, and I still know that I am calling you in the Temple of the True Monarch, have you gone out?"

Xiao Jin imagined this situation for a while, and said with a feeling of empathy: "Call me Xiaotong, and at least eight out of ten people will respond."

The little boy opened his mouth wide, as if a little frightened, and murmured: "There are so many people in the heaven called this name?"

Da Jin and Xiao Jin looked at each other and scratched their heads, "Whose name? Isn't this called by a generation?"

"My name." Xiao Tong looked at the two of them, his eyes were pure and full of doubts, and he said naturally: "Little Tong, the size is small, the child's child."

The little boy gestured with his fingers while talking, and the corners of Dajin and Xiaojin's eyes twitched: "What name is this child given by his parents? It's so inconsiderate!"

Just as Luo Fan came out after changing his clothes, he just heard the last sentence, embarrassed, and turned his head to look at Yang Jian: "Is it true?"

Yang Jian shrugged, "Who knows what his parents think, I heard that his name is Lian Tong."

"Child lover!" Luo Fan was startled, then touched the tip of his nose, and said with a dry smile, "Actually, he has quite a personality."

Yang Jian pulled Luo Fan to sit down, and Luo Fan leaned over like a boneless cat.

Seeing his uncle's eyes wandering and smiling stiffly, he knew that this man must have thought of something messy again. Yang Jian smiled lightly, without saying a word, raised his hand and gently combed the hair behind Luo Fan's ears. , lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing this ambiguous posture, Da Jin and Xiao Jin smiled obscenely, and each of them pulled the blushing little boy out of the hall with great interest.

It took Luo Fan a long time to pull his thoughts away from the tough name of "child lover". He felt Yang Jian's touch, which was gentle and tender, and still itchy. I shrank my neck involuntarily, stretched out my hand to grab someone's hand, and easily grabbed it to the side of my mouth, bit it lightly, and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Yang Jian shook his head and didn't answer, just said: "It seems that I haven't seen Sanmei for a long time." There was a faint yearning in his tone, and Luo Fan might not notice it if he didn't listen carefully.

Perhaps it is not longing, but a kind of unspeakable nostalgia, a little bit of regret and remorse for the past, but the past has long since become ashes.

Luo Fan turned over and simply put his head on his lap. He hugged Yang Jian's waist and said with a light smile, "What's the matter? Mount Hua is not far away. When the work in hand is over, I will go with you." Go there." After a pause, he added in a low voice: "When you come back, you can take a trip to Taoshan, the scenery there is also good."

"Yeah." Yang Jian pursed his lips, closed his eyes slightly, and whispered like a sigh: "You always know what I'm thinking."

That must!

Luo Fan hugged him tightly, buried his head in his waist, did not speak, and remained silent for a moment.

After a while, Luo Fan got up from Yang Jian's arms and felt that he seemed to have fallen asleep. His face was quiet and soft, and his long eyelashes drooped very low. Suddenly, he felt that his heart was soft in a mess.

"Go to bed and sleep when you're sleepy." He lay down next to Yang Jian's ear, his voice soft, like a raving.

Yang Jian was still awake, or hadn't fallen asleep since the beginning, and asked softly, "Are you leaving?"

Luo Fan nodded, "I have to find the golden retriever, that guy has been missing for a long time."

Yang Jian looked at him with a half-smile, "Is there someone in this world that you can't find?"

Indeed, it is no exaggeration to say that as long as Luo Fan is willing, almost the whole world can be under his vision, except for some places with special barriers that he may not be able to see, for example: the relationship between Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian leader. bedroom……

"How is that possible." Luo Fan rubbed his temples, looking as if he was having a headache, and explained: "The situation is probably worse than not being able to find him. The golden retriever ran to become the king of the mountain on the only way Jin Chanzi went to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures. Looking at this posture, he is probably planning to join in the fun and eat two bites of Tang Monk's meat. That's fine, what's more tragic is that Longnu and Xiao Shancai went to find him with Xiaotiangou, and these little guys got together Haven't turned the sky upside down?!"

That's fine, the most unfortunate thing is that the golden retriever seems to be in love with that so-and-so... Forget it, Luo Fan rubbed his head, he really doesn't like to think about it.

"Calculate carefully. At most, he accidentally killed Tang Monk. It's nothing. The golden cicada has been reincarnated for several lives, and it's not bad to do it again." Yang Jian thought for a while, and felt that it wasn't too bad, at least It's far from the point where my uncle feels a headache.

"Indeed, they are quite reasonable, and they should not kill Tang Seng." Luo Fan nodded in agreement, and looked at Yang Jian bitterly, "My headache is another thing."

Yang Jian frowned, something that could make Luo Fan feel a headache... This is probably really a big deal.

"Tell me, if we become in-laws with Chang'e...will we get along well?" Luo Fan looked at Yang Jian with melancholy eyes.

Yang Jian blinked and said calmly, "Master, I just had an auditory hallucination."

"No, it's not an auditory hallucination." Luo Fan took his hand and said solemnly: "You should prepare well, it seems that we have to marry Chang'e, really, the golden retriever has fallen in love with it..."

"Chang'e?" Yang Jian wasn't too surprised, Chang'e was indeed more attractive to small animals, but this kind of relationship didn't last long, so don't worry too much.

"...Jade Rabbit!"

Yang Jian was silent for a while, and asked, "What do I need to prepare? A bride price?"

Luo Fan shook his head, stood up and patted him on the shoulder, "No, you just need to be mentally prepared. After I go to Jin Maoyan to confirm, I will go to Guanghan Palace to propose marriage to him."

When the word "propose marriage" was mentioned, Luo Fan's expression was so sad and tragic, and his tone was so gritted, God knows how much he doesn't want to deal with Chang'e, is there any potential love rival! ! !Nima's rival in love is definitely more genuine, more presentable, and more threatening than the third princess Cunxin! ! !

After Luo Fan finished speaking, he was about to go out. Looking back, he saw Yang Jian sitting in front of the desk and looking at the file as if he was struggling. He couldn't help asking: "Speaking of which, do you have something to do later? Come with me to catch the golden retriever. Well, he is more afraid of you, and he doesn't listen to what I say."

Yang Jian helplessly spread his hands, with a bit of regret and apology on his face, "I have to deal with the Eighth Princess later, and the Emperor of Heaven ordered me to go to the north to see those monsters who are making a lot of noise."

Luo Fan nodded to show that he understood, and it wasn't too surprising. He was just asking casually. Yang Jian has been very busy since he became the God of Justice. He went to accompany Yang Jian on missions when he was free, but it didn't make any difference, he thought, it was the same when he went to the north to find Yang Jian after he caught the golden retriever.

Just as he was about to go out, a figure walked towards him, with a graceful figure and noble temperament, and a fluttering white gauze skirt that looked familiar.

Luo Fan frowned slightly, and the crisis value instantly soared past the alarm line.

"Huh? The Bodhisattva is here too?" Chang'e probably didn't expect to see Luo Fan in the Zhenjun Temple, and she was a little surprised, but her voice was still soft, and she used her usual slow tone, a little bit He tentatively smiled slightly and said, "You have a really good relationship with Yang Jian. It seems that you can always be seen with him, and it's the same as last time outside Lingxiao Palace."

Luo Fan nodded unabashedly, "It's about the same. Usually, if you have nothing to do, you can sit here with him."

Chang'e only thought he was joking. After all, she rarely saw Luo Fan in the sky. She saluted Luo Fan lightly, and then walked into the hall. Luo Fan turned on her toes and followed without the slightest hesitation. : Lonely men and widows with flickering lights chatting about dry firewood at night while holding candles, we must put an end to it!

Seeing Chang'e approaching, Yang Jian naturally saw his little uncle who had gone and returned, raised his eyebrows calmly, and asked Chang'e, "Is the fairy here because of the Eighth Princess?"

still? !Luo Fan noticed this subtle wording: Did she come here once before?

Luo Fan's heart tightened, and he quickly pricked up his ears to listen.

"Since you moved out of the rules of heaven, what else can I say." Chang'e said in a cold voice with a hint of sarcasm, "I came here today because the Jade Rabbit making medicine in my palace disappeared, and I wanted to borrow the help of the God of Judiciary's Roaring Sky Dog." One use."

Chang'e has this kind of ability. She can speak sarcasm in such a soft and helpless way that people can't tell whether she really intends to be sarcastic or simply improper wording. She can also make requests without the slightest hint of request, as if they are just Simply speaking, the faint helplessness between her brows is inexplicably soft-hearted, making the viewers want to try their best to soothe the sadness between her brows.

Yang Jian looked at her coldly, neither agreeing nor denying, feeling a little puzzled and indifferent, Luo Fan has always been unable to grasp the point, but was quite surprised by what she expressed: Jade rabbit is also lost?Could it be... that he eloped with the golden retriever? !