Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

Chapter 379 Going to Baitao Temple

The two walked a little farther before they began to exchange the "information" they had obtained.

This painting was obtained from a temple called Baitao Temple on the mountain. The reason for asking for the painting was the same as what Guan Yi had heard from the boss, because the boss's child was always sick and talking nonsense.

This reason is the same as the reason why Ding Xiancun obtained the painting, except that the difference between this painting and that painting is that the chains on the dragon on this painting have not faded, and the eyes have not been opened.

This painting is related to the black dragon that was suppressed under the Yin Mountain.

"Yueyongpai." Guan Yi flicked the cigarette butt, took one last puff, pressed it on the top of the trash can, touched a little water left in it, and made a soft "呲——" sound.

Moon supporters.

Ding Mu nodded slightly and began to think.The Moon Supporting Faction is an opposition party headed by the Moon Palace, with Taiyin Xingjun as the spiritual leader, and whose goal is to fight against Tiangong's rule of day and night. Now, due to the extreme mentality of some of them, their style of work gradually tends to be cult.

They secretly set up small organizations in the world to smuggle divine power, just to support the Moon Palace.

Therefore, this painting is obviously also a place to store energy secretly.

"I've seen similar paintings." Ding Mu said, he told Guan Yi the paintings he saw and the news he heard from Ding Xiancun, and expressed his doubts.

"It's possible." Guan Yi nodded, "Besides, your uncle and the shopkeeper got this painting because their son was sick, so they were gifted by an expert."

Where are there so many wandering monks, how can there be so many masters who have attained the Tao.

There were many such people in the early years, but it is very rare to see them now.

"Your uncle should be regarded as a mistake. He wiped the chain on the dragon, let go of the aura of the dragon locked in the painting, and let the dragon's breath escape. I don't know who will absorb it. Well, it can be regarded as weakening the prisoner dragon's strength in a disguised form." Guan Yi said.

Ding Mu nodded and asked, "What else do you want to see? I'll take you to see it."

In fact, there were not many things. The village was too small back then, and after such a long time, all he could remember were some impressive ones, and now there was nothing he could recall.

Guan Yi shook his head and said, "Go home, your face is turning red from the cold."

The winter in the north is dry and cold, where a gust of wind can draw a bloodstain on the face. The two of them walked outside for so long, and they were whipped by the wind for a long time, even if they wore scarves. Too much use, at most it can block the neck and protect the chin.

Ding Mu looked at the man without the scarf, thought for a while, stretched out his hand and untied his own scarf, and said, "Half for each."

He watched this on TV. Chang Lefu was squatting next to him, and the little girl said "romantic" with a bright face.

It was a bit embarrassing to say, but he also wanted to try.

As soon as Guan Yi saw him take off the scarf, he stared at him: "Your face is turning red from the cold, what are you doing for me? You are so good at wearing it yourself! Be obedient!"

Ding Mu glanced at him and said, "I think you're quite cold, but I'm not too cold. We both wear half of it, how nice."

The two stood there for a long time, Guan Yi finally compromised, as if remembering something, asked: "Did Chang Lefu tell you something again? Don't listen to her every day, she There are a lot of messes in my little head, I have agreed, if you feel cold, I will tie the scarf again for you, and you are not allowed to take it off."

Ding Mu ignored him and just helped him smooth the back of the scarf with his feet.

The two walked closer.

The North slashed at the faces of the two people who had underestimated its ability, wishing they could cut off the flesh from their faces, wrapped them in the wind and ate them.

Ding Mu walked for a while, only to realize that wearing a scarf like this looks very romantic, but whoever wears it will know how cold it is. This way of "showing affection" is only suitable for those who have extremely long and thick scarves and People who are not afraid of the cold.

Because the scarf is not very long, and it was pulled open for the two of them to wear, it feels very thin to the touch, and the steps of the two are not the same size. Even if Guan Yi tried his best to narrow his steps to cooperate with Ding Mu, it was still not the same. The frequency of a leg step, which caused their scarves to not be as docile as they were when they were still, flickering and flickering to leak the wind.

Damn, it's so cold.

Ding Mu shrank his neck, and decided not to learn those love stories on TV next time without brain twitching.

There is obviously a huge difference between reality and drama.

Guan Yi, who had been paying attention to him all the time, smiled, stretched out his hand and untied the scarf on Xi's end, stood still, and carefully wrapped up his little object. He couldn't hold back, and nodded the child's red nose from the cold. : "I said I'm not cold, but I'm really not cold. I had this kind of training when I was young. Even swimming in this kind of weather is not a big deal. If you haven't practiced, you must not be able to hold it." He Just now seeing this man's eagerness to give it a try, he was subdued and determined to let the child try it himself, so as to understand what this feeling is like. But when he saw the young man trembling, he couldn't bear it and didn't want to try again. Just a little longer.

He did not forget to take care of Ding Mu's delicate self-esteem when he said these words, which made the young man feel very comfortable.

"Let's go home." Ding Mu was a little embarrassed, and smiled at Guan Yi with his head raised.

Guan Yi looked at that smile and felt that this trip was worth it.

When the two arrived at home, feeling the warmth of the radiator, they finally felt a little ironed.

"Where are we going to sleep tonight?" Guan Yi asked.

Ding Mu had already thought about it before he came. The two of them would definitely not be able to sleep in grandma's room. Both of them were young, so even if they couldn't do much at night, they couldn't relax in his grandma's room.

Not to mention him, even Guan Yi, it is impossible to relax in the room where the old man used to live.

For those who are restrained, it is better to squeeze together on the small bed in his room.

His cot wasn't particularly small either.

As a result, when the two of them really fell asleep at night, they realized the size of the bed.

"Didn't you say that the bed is quite big? Huh?" Guan Yi slept outside and could only lie on his side, otherwise he would fall. He hugged Ding Mu and tried his best to make him sleep comfortably.

"I think it may be because I thought it was big when I saw it when I was a child, and then I slept alone, and I didn't think it was much smaller." Ding Mu squeezed inside, with his back pressed against the wall.

"Don't sleep too much over there, the wall is too cold." Guan Yi stretched out his hand to stop him, "It's okay, I've practiced before."

This is bluffing, he has never practiced.

"Why don't you go to sleep in my grandma's room?" Ding Mu thought for a while, and felt a little uncomfortable, so he changed his words: "Why don't I go to sleep in my grandma's room."

He really didn't expect that his bed when he was a child was so small and cramped compared to his current height.

As he spoke, he wanted to sit up from the bed, but was held back by Guan Yi, only to hear the man whisper: "It's not good for a couple to sleep separately, that's called separation."

Ding Mu: "..."

Grass.

Grass is grass, but these words really left him here.

I don't know if it's because of the phrase "couple" or the phrase "unhappy to sleep separately".

Ding Mu woke up first the next day. As soon as he woke up, he found that something was wrong, as if something was missing.

What's missing?

By the way, what about Guan Yi?

He hurriedly sat up, but saw a large black shadow under the bed, the down jacket that was originally covered by the quilt was completely bald, and a head was exposed from the clothes of different colors.

Guan Yi fell!

He couldn't laugh or cry, woke up the man and told him to go to bed.

"Why am I here?" Guan Yi was stunned for a moment, then smiled again, and said, "I remembered, I felt a shock in the middle of the night, but I thought it was a dream, so I didn't get up."

Fortunately, the clothes on the quilt also fell off and covered him, otherwise, even if the heating was turned on in the room, the cold ground would still be enough for him to drink a pot.

"Come up and sleep for a while, let's go out later, the bed will be warmed up for you." Ding Mu came out from under the quilt, and tucked it in for fear of letting the heat of the bed escape.

Guan Yi nodded, twisted his shoulders that were hurt by the floor, and happily got into the bed warmed by his partner.

It was not too late when they went out, and they were quite leisurely.

They are going to Baitao Temple.

This temple is quite famous here. I just asked a big sister how to get there, and he found the way.

When they reached the gate of the temple, they realized that this temple was not called Baitao Temple, but Baitao Temple.

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