[Yang Jian] Rebels always want to commit the following crimes!

I like it, so I like it?

Jin Ling had an indescribable feeling, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes flickered, like waves in the autumn water.

She asked casually, and Yang Jian answered flatly, as if this was an unusual thing.

His long and slender fingers were slightly hot, still resting on her temples, causing her face to burn as well.

On a moonless night, the stars are extraordinarily brilliant, sprinkled in the night, like pearls scattered all over the place.

Starlight poured down, filling every place in the world.

Jin Ling raised his head slightly under the starlight, "Maybe I like you, maybe I don't like you, I can't tell."

Yang Jian's pupils shrank suddenly, and the fingers resting in her hair trembled slightly. Jin Ling continued: "So, you'd better not like me."

The surroundings became quiet, and the night breeze seemed to have stopped.

Yang Jian's fingers slid from her hair to her cheeks, and his fingertips were slightly calloused, staying on the side of her face.

There are no torches in the mausoleum on the barren mountain, only the star river shining in the sky.

Under the starlight, Yang Jian's face was bright and dark, and his voice was a little lower than in the daytime: "I want to try."

After speaking, he withdrew his hand.

Taking off the outer shirt on her body and putting it on her body, she was slightly startled, Yang Jian lowered his head and smiled, but he still didn't stop moving.

Yang Jian said, "I thought you would be cold."

Although Jin Ling was tall, no matter how tall he was, he couldn't compare with Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's coat was draped over her body and dragged a little on the ground. Jin Ling lowered his eyes to look at his toes, and said in a nonchalant way: "Let's go."

"Just go back like this?"

"kindness."

"Wait a minute, I'll give you something."

After Yang Jian said this, he left from her side.

The weeds in the mountains are so luxuriant that people can't see their feet when walking inside.

Yang Jian leaned over, because his back was facing her, she could only see his back.

After taking off the outer shirt, the corseted waist was exposed. His figure was thinner than she imagined, with neat hem and girdle, there was a kind of handsomeness in his grace.

He got up, walked in front of her, and stretched out his fist in front of her: "You probably haven't seen it before."

The clenched fist slowly unfolded, and in his palm lay a little rabbit made of weeds, fluffy and very cute.

Yang Jian lowered his eyebrows slightly: "Do you like it?"

Yang Jian's appearance is pretty, and every part of his face is full of exquisiteness. With such a face, it seems that there is nothing wrong with his demeanor being light and flirtatious, but he is not like that.

He has always been steady and calm, and even when he said he liked her, his eyes were filled with restrained joy, not enthusiasm.

But when he handed the little rabbit to her tonight, his eyes were like a river of stars blooming, the starlight spread little by little, and finally fell on her body.

Jin Ling lost his mind for a moment.

In a short while, Yang Jian returned to his usual calm and introverted manner, his eyes turned slightly, and he seemed to be aggrieved, and said, "I thought you would like it."

"like."

Two words floated out, Jin Ling took the little rabbit from his palm and said, "I like it very much."

The little rabbit's body was covered with fluff, and with his slight body temperature, it was itchy to hold it in his hand.

Some people used grass to weave little rabbits for Jin Ling before.

It is the master of Tongtian.

At that time, Master Tongtian hadn't accepted any apprentices yet, he was lively and active, and felt that Penglai Island was no fun by himself, so he often came to Qilin Cliff to play chess with Yuanshi Tianzun, and teased Jin Ling by the way.

Sometimes when Jin Ling got so angry, Jin Ling would ignore him, and he would weave all kinds of things out of weeds and put them in front of her, laughing and making faces.

At that time, Yuanshi Tianzun sipped his tea and watched them play with cold eyes.

Jin Ling was tired from playing, so she went back to her room to rest, and when she woke up, the little things made by Master Tongtian turned into weeds again, and were left in a mess in the yard.

The toy was gone, and Jin Ling cried very sadly. Yuanshi Tianzun came from the house, rubbed her hair, and said that the phoenix came last night, and Jin Ling twitched back: "Why is he so bad? He deliberately broke me. s things?"

Yuanshi Tianzun paused his fingers and asked, "Do you like this thing very much?"

Jin Ling didn't answer, but just hugged the weeds together.

After a long time, Yuanshi Tianzun hooked his fingers in front of her eyes, she raised her head, and Yuanshi Tianzun stood in front of her, with a low voice: "I will take you to the back mountain."

Jin Ling didn't care to cry for a moment, took his hand and followed him to the back mountain.

The back hill is full of flowers.

Yuanshi Tianzun pinched a few flowers, made them into an unattractive garland, and casually put them on her hair, saying: "Girls, wearing flowers looks good, what's so good about weeds?"

Now the Master Tongtian who weaved small animals out of weeds is far away on Penglai Island, and Yuanshi Tianzun who weaved her wreaths is no longer alive. The passage of time will always tell you what living taught you.

To cherish the present, or to reject others thousands of miles away.

The mottled stone statue came into his eyes, and Jin Ling thought of the scene where Lao Tzu, who had no desires and desires, had to shake hands with her for the sake of King Yu and Nvjiao's descendants.

Don't I regret it?

I must regret it.

If you do it all over again, what will I do?

King Yu is his best friend, and Nvjiao is his favorite person. If he starts again, he probably won't disappear from them completely like before, and he won't learn the news until they are all dead. Stumbled into the world, wanting to search for everything about them.

It is said that a sage has no worries and does not touch the world of mortals, but Lao Tzu's desire and desire are more like getting nothing. They all say that a sage is immortal and is with the sky, but the fall of Yuanshi Tianzun came so suddenly.

Are they willing?

Not necessarily.

With disturbing emotions welling up in her heart, Jin Ling raised her eyes. This time, she finally didn't meet Yang Jian's gaze again.

She looked at Yang Jian seriously, and said, "Maybe, I can try."

"Try to like you."

If one day, she suddenly disappears from this world, her only regret is probably that she has never tasted human love.

She has stayed above ten thousand people, everyone shouted and beat her, and the prosperity of a thousand years is like a passing cloud. Now, she wants to try something she has never felt before.

Yang Jian seemed to be distracted, Jin Ling called his name, his body froze, as dignified as facing an enemy.

Jin Ling looked at him and said, "What should I do?"

"You and I,"

In an instant, he regained his composure, took a deep breath, and said to her, "You don't need to do anything."

"But,"

Jin Ling looked up suspiciously: "I read it in the storybook..."

Jin Ling's eyes fell on his face.

It was undoubtedly an extremely good-looking face, unparalleled in style, under the starlight, glowing with an ambiguous blush.

"Should I kiss you?"

Jin Ling's movements were as fast as her words, and the corners of her lips were slippery on his face.

Their skins touched, and then separated quickly, and the golden spirit landed on the place she had kissed just now.

It seems that it is not as magical as it is said in the storybook.

There was no feeling of turmoil, nor the urge to take off his clothes, just a simple kiss on his cheek.

Jin Ling was a little disappointed.

Yang Jian's mind suddenly exploded.

When he left from the mausoleum, Yang Jian was still a little absent-minded and didn't know what he was thinking.

Jin Ling was not a talkative person at all, seeing this situation, he would not take the initiative to talk.

There is always a gap between the book and the reality, and the feeling of falling in love with someone is nothing more than that.

The two went back to Penglai Island with their own thoughts. As soon as Jin Ling sat down, he received a secret voice from Lao Tzu: Did you find it?

Jin Ling said: "I found it, but I didn't find it."

Lao Tzu pondered for a moment, and quickly understood Jin Ling's meaning: "Is he not in this era?"

"It can be said like this."

Jin Ling suddenly remembered an interesting story he heard while being trapped in the Vajra Cutter in his previous life.

It was more than a thousand years after the conferment of the gods. Someone entered the Lingxiao Palace, wearing the battle armor from the bottom of the box given by the Dragon King of the East China Sea, and holding the Dinghai God Needle used by King Yu to control the water. After stealing the elixir practiced by Lao Tzu , and pushed Laozi upside down.

Lao Tzu, who seems to be generous but narrow-minded and must retaliate, actually went to help him collect monsters regardless of the previous suspicions. Although those monsters came from Lao Tzu's sect, they were trials deliberately set by Lao Tzu on his way to learn Buddhist scriptures.

The man's master is a very legendary figure, Lingtai square inch mountain, slanting moon Samsung cave, he is proficient in both Buddhism and Taoism, he comes without a trace, goes without a trace, his supernatural powers are as vast as treasures, and he can't even perceive his origin .

At that time, Jin Ling didn't pay much attention to this matter, but now that he thinks about it carefully, the things inside are very interesting.

Laozi is the ancestor of Taoism, and later turned Hu into a Buddha, so he is familiar with both Buddhism and Taoism.

It can also be said that Lao Tzu is the only one who knows both religions in the world.

And who is the person worthy of my hidden identity to teach?

That man crushed Ling Xiao, rebellious and unruly, the sky was filled with gods and Buddhas, but in his eyes, he was nothing more than a clay sculpture of a mortal body, and with a wave of the sea-fixing needle, the world was turned upside down.

The Dharma is as boundless as many treasures, but it can only hold him back for 500 years. 500 years have passed by with a flick of his fingers. Wear cassock and become a Buddha.

But at that time, he was still jealous of evil, and he did not change his original intention.

He entered Buddhism and Taoism, he had great love and hatred in his heart, and he was praised by later generations as fighting and defeating Buddha.

Gods and Buddhas all over the sky can't hold him down, he will only become more and more courageous. He is Sun Wukong, the Buddhist fighting against Buddha, and the Daoist Monkey King.

Jin Ling smiled and said: "Master, don't worry, the secret must not be revealed, he will wake up."

Lao Tzu sighed softly: "I hope so."

Zhao Gongming often sent the human story book, while talking bad things about Yang Jian.

Jin Ling raised his forehead and turned a page casually.

The light of the Golden Crow fell on the pages of the book through layers of clouds and mist, and Jin Ling felt dizzy for a moment.

Perhaps after reading for a long time, Jin Ling closed the book, raised her head, and realized that Yang Jian had arrived at her yard at some point.

Yang Jian glanced at the bamboo slips in her hand, sat down in front of her with ease, picked up the tea in front of her, took a sip, and said, "Do you usually read these books?"

Zhao Gongming had just left, but the tea was still hot.

Jin Ling frowned slightly, nodded and said, "To pass the time."

Raising his eyebrows to glance at the tea he drank, he thought of the contents of the book just now.

According to the book, they kissed indirectly?

In an instant, Jin Ling's face turned pale.

The author has something to say:

Kissed!

Rounding up is rolling the sheets! ! !

The stupid author has a big brain hole

In the past, when I was flipping through the book, I saw Dayu's daughter-in-law gave him a stone

Dayu said to return my baby, so Qi jumped out of the stone.

What about Qi, who stole from the Queen Mother of the West?

nice music

Then, I thought of Dasheng

Well, it also popped out from the cracks in the rocks.

The weapons used by the Great Sage were left by Dayu

After all, this weapon was made by Lao Tzu for Dayu

Then, my brain was wide open ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Well, I'm a fan of Dasheng

Ever sprouted various great holy cults 2333

Don't talk anymore, I'm afraid of spoiling the children ╮(╯▽╰)╭

say something positive

From my personal point of view, learning scriptures is a practice

It is a process from immaturity to maturity of Dasheng

The final battle to defeat the Buddha deserves its name

Of course, don't discuss about BUG-level characters like Dapeng Phoenix

Both of these two are plug-ins whether they are in Journey to the West or Fengshen!