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Xie Jiaqilang was born in such a beautiful place, with willow eyebrows and a fine nose, a pair of almond eyes with no trace of autumn water, and only a small bright red mole at the end of the eye, which makes the innocent boy a little more charming, but he is not feminine at all. It should be said that Xie Jin is on There is no wind and dust, no matter how delicate and beautiful it is, it is still handsome as a boy.

He is not very old at the moment, and still looks childish. When he opens his eyes, the outline must look better than Pan An.

"Oh, it's so good-looking, I want to fuck him." By no means derogatory, this is the highest level of compliment from a gay man.

"That's right, Sima Qian is very happy to be on the ground."

This sounded like a thief, and his little Si Si couldn't speak anymore.

"Duk tuk duk", the wing room was knocked, Sui Yi hurriedly put on her shoes and went to open the door, the little novice at the door leaned slightly and bowed, "Master Ming Lu sent the poor monk to ask, is the benefactor ready?"

What are you going to do?The new benefactor was at a loss as if mentally retarded. He didn't know that he, a benefactor with hair, would also chant along with him when he was shown the scriptures on the table. In fact, he had already missed the morning class. The little novice came to invite He is late.

He should live in a monastery as a leader to practice, and occasionally recite two passages of scriptures. He forgot that he paid homage to the master by the way last night.

At this moment, Sima Qian, no, it should be said that he is Master Minglu, chanting sutras with his eyes closed, from the moment Sui Yi came in, to when the little novice left the room and closed the door for them, he didn't open his eyes.

Yo, that's pretty sanctimonious!

Swiping around the house, I found that the furnishings of the house were the same as last night, except that the gorgeous feeling was missing, probably the owner became more serious, and the house also looked more serious.

It took a few minutes to look at the room, and after a while he saw that Minglu was still reading, so he had to turn his eyes to the scriptures he brought, and he just wanted to cover his face when he saw it.He never felt that he was illiterate, but it was an indisputable fact that he could not read all the scriptures.

"That's the Great Compassion Mantra. Reciting it at night can drive away evil spirits. You recite it a few times first, and then ask me if you don't understand."

Sui Yi held the scroll of scriptures, hesitating, her appearance was a bit pitiful. "Cough, all, I don't quite understand." He didn't hear a response for a long time, and he thought he had deviated from the character design again, especially when he saw Ming Lv thinking deeply.

Peeping like a small animal, Ming Lu secretly laughed, his face was still calm, and said: "Then, there is only one sentence to teach."

When he leaned over, his lips brushed against the tip of Sui Yi's ear inadvertently, causing him to tremble sensitively, and then felt his palms itch.

Well, fortunately, he thought that a man who became a master would definitely restrain himself a lot, and he didn't want to be like a hooligan, but he changed from a bright show to a dark show!

When Ming Lu was explaining Buddhist scriptures to him, his hands were not very honest, he touched and patted left and right, doing dirty things with a serious look every time, Sui Yi tolerated it.

In the end, he got up to break away from the embrace formed by someone, and happened to 'accidentally' stepped on his hem, and the person rushed forward, and instead of falling to the ground, he landed on Ming Lv. The road cannot describe the location.

Hearing a muffled groan, the beautiful boy blushed, and apologized in multiple voices.He hurriedly propped up his body, not wanting to press the same position again because of his panic... The young man whose face was covered with red glow was finally supported by the master.

No matter how merciful the master is, he is also a man, and a man will not feel better at this moment. He almost gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Langjun is weak, it's better to be careful."

Walking out of the wing room, Sui Yi couldn't help rubbing her arms, it hurt so badly after being 'supported' by someone, it was probably blue, but she was really narrow-minded, she didn't suffer at all.

In the evening, the little novice brought him a vegetarian meal. After being tired all day, he wanted to eat more, but his physical fitness was weak, and he couldn't eat anymore after eating half a bowl.

Suddenly the wind blew up, and Sui Yi closed the windows early in fear of the weather changing. As the night approached, the party of the ghosts in the distance was held again, and he dug out the awkward scripture and read it all at once. After reading it, he found that The sound is gone, stop and listen, well, it starts again!

"Do I have to read the scriptures all night? Then I haven't slept yet! I'm too embarrassed to tell you, what kind of cheats I gave you, it's useless at all, and I still refuse to take it back!"

He was so angry when he mentioned Goldfinger, he had never seen such a cheating Goldfinger.Hiding beside Sima Qian avoided the risk of being harassed, but failing to shield him from the noise did not fundamentally solve the problem.

"So, your point is to complain about cheats? My dear retarded host, haven't you noticed how cool this cheat is?"

Sui Yi was expressionless and indifferent, "No, not at all. Besides, you are mentally retarded, thank you."

"Hey, didn't you see it the other day? Being able to see through one's luck at a glance is not a golden finger that ordinary people can have. People with such golden fingers basically become famous celestial masters!"

"Those who didn't become celestial masters all die young, don't bully me for not understanding language traps." Sui Yi is not a person to be fooled. He has experienced several worlds and has a good understanding of the nature of the system. There is no such thing as a free lunch.

"If you don't understand it this way, you won't be able to continue the conversation. You also understand that the sky will send a great mission to the people, and you will inevitably be more fortunate. If you survive the hardships, you will achieve extraordinary things."

Sui Yi didn't feel fluctuating in his heart. After all, he came to do a mission. He didn't come here to build a great career, even if he became emperor, it would be nothing. He had already seen through the world.

The disillusioned Sui Yi was so noisy that night that he couldn't sleep, so he just got up to watch a movie. In the middle of the night, the wind and rain blew up, his windows were not closed tightly, and rainwater entered the house, making him sneeze.

The system kindly reminded him to add more clothes, Sui Yi said that pure men never add clothes easily, in fact, they just look too hard to get up and add clothes.

In the early morning of the next day, the dawn broke, and as the noise faded away, Sui Yi fell asleep peacefully, but felt a little uncomfortable with her stuffy nose.

It was three days after he woke up, the little novice who took care of him saw him wake up and ran out in a hurry, Sui Yi was left holding his dizzy head, with a series of questions left in his mind: Who am I?where am iWhat's wrong with me?

At the door of the wing room came an extraordinary... great monk from the British Army. Sui Yi who had just woken up was almost dazzled by the reflection of the top of his head, wondering why Sima Qian's head was so round and smooth?

"Mr. Xiaolang finally woke up. Although chanting sutras is good, it shouldn't last a night. It's dangerous to catch wind and cold."

Sui was as sick as a plague chicken, unable to keep up his spirits and was suffering. God knows what a night of chanting sutras was all about. Even if he had watched the movie too much, he still had to thank him in a good-tempered manner.

After waiting for the person to walk to the bed, Sui Yi took a closer look and suddenly uttered a voice of doubt. "Why is there a black shadow on your forehead?"

As long as he wasn't so dizzy, he wouldn't say it directly, at least after he figured out what the black shadow on his forehead represented.

It's too late to say if it's too late, Sima Qianshe's eyes fell on him, "What did you say!?"