Sandwiched between the two masters, I am no longer a human being

The relationship between Chanyuan Jinichi and Chanyuan Hui is very strange in the eyes of onlookers.

If the two of them are friends, they are not equal in status like ordinary friends, and they talk about everything.If the two of them were masters and apprentices, Huiping of the Chanyuan seldom gave him advice. The head of the family was busy with work, and he was involved in discussions, so he couldn't spare time to visit him.

If you have to find a word to describe it, then it is probably "road sign".

The road sign in the journey of life breaks through the layers of fog and hesitation, as if it is far away in the sky, but it is not as inaccessible as nine layers of clouds.

It is Dinghaishenzhen, unshakable like a rock, which dispelled the storm in the sea of ​​hearts and calmed the huge waves of the tsunami.

Zenyuanhui probably belonged to the "free range school".

He only gave the young man a direction for the future, and then let go of it. Let the young man go on a rampage, and realize the experience and truth after hitting a wall everywhere, even if his head is broken.

...What an unusually strict "father".

In places where Zenyuanhui could not see, Ah Yin would occasionally complain silently in her heart.

The shikigami contract between her and Chanyuan Hui is just "emotional resonance", not to the point of "telepathy". As long as Ayin maintains a Buddhist mentality with a heart like still water, even if she is standing beside Zenyuan Hui, the other end of the contract The dark-haired young man couldn't figure out her thoughts either.

Huineng of the Chanyuan hardened his heart and didn’t care about the Zenyuan. If there was a big trickster, he ran to Laimo⒁ and stirred the bed and went back.

In this monastery home where she was not familiar, she could count on one hand the people she knew, and even a young man was among them.Ayin naturally pays a little attention to him.

After watching the Zenyuan even the Jiayue was covered in bruises again and again, Ayin sighed and couldn't help but intervene.

She understood that after the heart-to-heart talk under the moon that night, the young man was eager to become stronger, as if he had been injected with chicken blood,? But since he was a child, there was no one to guide him. The training methods in the Zen Academy were not organized, there was no upper limit to the training intensity, and it often exceeded the body Over time, it will cause irreparable damage to the body.

Even though he is heaven and curse, he is still a human being.

It is very different from A Yin who has long since ceased to be a human being.

If Zenyuanhui is a strict and cold "father", then Ayin is probably a "mother" who is easy to soften.

In the open-air training ground of the branch family, there is a place close to the cliff forest, overgrown with weeds, skewed wooden piles, and inaccessible. It has long been the abandoned training ground of the Chanyuan family.

It is precisely because members of the Chanyuan family seldom set foot in this abandoned training ground that it has become a regular training place that Zenyuan Jinyi often visits.

The bluestone slabs paved on the road have been in disrepair for a long time, cracked and broken, potholes and depressions can be seen everywhere, and weeds grow wantonly around, some of which have flooded the stone road on the west side. That one is still standing strong, and the two next to it are already crumbling, and their lifespan is about to end.

The wooden stake in the middle was not much better, its surface was covered with sword marks, and a corner of the column was smashed open.

It is not easy for the wooden stake to stand after being abused by the little monster Jinyi of the Zen Academy for so long.

When Ayin found Jinyi in the Buddhist temple, she saw a black figure sweating profusely from a distance, holding a wooden knife, repeating the chopping action over and over again. The wooden knife hit the wooden post heavily, and the dull sound passed through. The barrier of the wind was captured by Ayin's eardrums.

She watched quietly for a while, panting for breath in the Zen courtyard, and when she paused for a while to swing the knife, she handed him a bamboo tube filled with clean water.

The black-haired boy who was immersed in the practice noticed her now, and was startled suddenly: "Why are you walking without sound?!"

"You can't hear the sound." And she is a ghost, isn't silence the standard for ghosts.

Ayin involuntarily stuffed his arms into his arms, and glanced at the wooden stakes on the training ground out of the corner of his eye: "You work very hard. But don't you find it boring to train alone?"

"Besides, the stake probably won't last long."

She heard the black-haired boy snort, he wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve, took a few sips of water to quench his thirst, and then panted and said to A Yin: "Do you think I want to stay in this crappy place?"

"In the entire Chanyuan family, there are not many who are willing to fight me one-on-one, but there are many who want to besiege me."

Instead of going to those little bastards, he might as well practice by himself.

"...Is that so." Ayin blinked slowly.

A few seconds later, as if she had made up her mind, she leaned on her shoulders and said cheerfully: "Okay, it's decided! Then let me be the opponent of King Jin." !"

"Huh?" Zenyuan Jinyi looked at a fool, as if asking if you are out of your mind.

"What kind of expression do you have? I'm serious!" Ayin stared at him, "Don't tell me you can't believe my strength. Although I can't beat Your Excellency Zenyuan, it's more than enough to give you advice."

It's hard to describe the expression of Jin Yi in the Chanyuan.

"Didn't that man bring you back...?" The unfinished words euphemistically expressed the doubts in his heart.

After going back that night, Zenyuan Jinichi made many conjectures about Ayin's identity.

Why can a woman who has nothing to do with the Chanyuan family be able to enter the Zongjia, and even meet the head of the family directly, and judging from the situation that night, she has a high status in Chanyuan Hui's heart.

Under what circumstances would such incredible phenomena appear?

The answer is ready to come out - the future mistress of the Chanyuan family.

That's right, only the identity of the future mistress of the Chanyuan family can allow Ayin, a foreign woman, to live in the Zongjia, let the Zenyuan patriarch entrust her with trust, and stop other people's mouths.

Although it's just a guess, the Chanyuan even has [-]% of Jiagui in his heart.

So here comes the question, the future mistress of the Chanyuan family put down her rhetoric and said to him, "Don't worry about yourself, just attack me", will he listen or not?

Regardless of the strength of this woman, if he was accidentally bumped and scratched during the battle, he had no doubt that the relationship between him and Zenyuan Huigang would drop to freezing point again.

——After all, Zenyuanhui seems to care about Ayin's appearance.

Zenyuan Jinyi stood in place, silent for a long time, extremely entangled.

Ayin still didn't know what kind of misunderstanding had arisen in Zenyuan Jinyi's heart. She only thought that he was doubting her own strength, so she raised her eyebrows, drew a beautiful circle on the purple umbrella, and suddenly hit the umbrella on the right. cliff.

With a loud bang, the stones on the cliff wall were torn apart, countless rubbles rolled down, and dust was scattered everywhere.

"You are so young, it is unknown whether you can survive ten tricks under my hands." Ayin said this with full confidence, and she was afraid that she would break a stone brick, " And I don't need magic power, how about it?"

Without magic power?

Zenyuan's eyes moved slightly, and all distracting thoughts in her mind were emptied, leaving only her words.

He is Heaven and Spells, and he is best at physical skills. If he forbids the power of spells and only competes in physical skills, he is confident that he can beat more than half of the people in the Pachanyuan family, including adults.

And Ah Yin is clearly trying to beat him in his field of expertise.

The young and energetic young man naturally couldn't stand such provocations. Like an immature lion, he tensed his muscles, lowered his body slightly, and assumed a posture of fighting, "That's what you said."

"When the time comes, I'll beat you to the ground, so don't complain to others." Chanyuan Jinyi narrowed his eyes, full of fighting spirit.

"Don't worry." A Yin straightened her back, "You won't have this chance."

With all due respect.

At any rate, she is a former leader, and now the No. 11 Shikigami of the Zen Academy.

She didn't rely much on spells, wouldn't it be too embarrassing if she lost to an underage boy?

Zenyuan Jinichi was the first to attack.

The instant explosive power of the black-haired boy was extremely strong, flashing afterimages in the air, like a vigorous cheetah rushing towards A Yin, sweeping the white hair on the temples of A Yin with a strong fist, she raised her hand and held it firmly. Grasping the boy's fist firmly, he easily dissipated the momentum.

Then she exerted force with five fingers, and her palm locked his fist, Zen Yuan's face changed slightly, and he found that even with all his strength, he couldn't move an inch from her palm.

this woman...

How can the seemingly slender and fragile wrist have such great strength?

When non-humans fight with humans, they naturally have an advantage.

Ayin idly avoided his upward kick, using the palm of his hand as a blade, and slashed down vertically. .

He stared at her cautiously, feeling his legs still faintly numb.

He thought a bit grimly, if he had been an ordinary person just now, he would have been able to cut his skirt and umbrella.

Zenyuan put away his tentative mentality, and finally faced up to the power of the white-haired girl in front of him.

.........

The main house of the main house of the Zen monastery.

After reviewing today's family affairs, Chanyuanhui put down his brush and let out a long sigh of relief. Even he, who has been working non-stop for an afternoon, will feel sore eyes, which is the fatigue after excessive use of eyes.

He blinked lightly and looked out at the garden outside the window. He wanted to soothe his sore eyes, but his eyes froze in the next moment, and his expression couldn't help being a little more subtle.

The induction of the shikigami contract is like an invisible bridge in the air, connecting him and Ayin, so that Zenyuanhui can clearly sense Ayin's condition even if he is thousands of miles away.

The shikigami contract caused a slight disturbance, but according to the conveyed emotions, Ayin seemed... very happy?

With a burgeoning curiosity and a care that she didn't even notice, Zen Yuanhui walked out of the owner's house and decided to visit a certain white-haired girl who was reluctant to leave.

Even when she was by his side, Ayin seldom showed such vivid emotions.

Zen Yuanhui walked through the barrier of the Zong family and walked along the remote stone road. He pushed aside the branches and leaves that obstructed his sight, and at a glance saw the white-haired girl in the abandoned training ground, who was rocking forward and backward with a smile.

Ayin leaned against the stake, laughing, her clothes were clean and her hairstyle was neat. In contrast to her was the imageless Zenyuan Jinyi lying on the ground sprawled on the ground. The black-haired boy glared at her angrily and threw a Stone went over and yelled: "This game doesn't count, let's play another game!"

"You've said this sentence seven times—" Ayin shouted in a long voice, "The more anxious you are, the more troublesome things will be. Even if you play another game, there is no guarantee that you will not be tripped by my umbrella again. Come to a flat ground fall……"

"This is an accident, an accident!" Zen Yuan became furious from embarrassment.

"You guys seem to be having a good time?"

The sudden sound of a young man's voice cut off the laughter and cursing of the two, and Ah Yin suddenly got stuck, looking at the black-haired young man who emerged from the woods, feeling guilty for no reason.

...Wait, why is she guilty?

Zenyuan Jinyi thought he had seen everything through, and his expression suddenly got up from the ground, "Don't get me wrong, Ayin is just practicing with me in the battle. Are you here to pick her up?"

Zen Yuanhui was silent for a moment strangely, then nodded slowly.

"That's it." Chanyuan even glanced at A Yin, looked at Chanyuan Hui again, and said sincerely, "I'm sorry to take up too much time with your fiancee. Then I wish you a happy night."

Ayin:?

What nonsense are you talking about?

Chanyuan Hui: ...

Do you know too much, kid?

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