Holy Monk, your benefactor is dead!

"I, I'm back!" Li Yun got out of the tunnel, and saw Er Qiao and Jing Yan who were waiting beside him at a glance. A soft whisper, without explanation, was enough for Jing Yan to understand everything.

"Well, let's go!"

Li Yun chuckled and walked up to Jing Yan, "Where are you going?"

"Where the Buddha is."

"Okay! Please both of you, take me back to the old place in Anyang." Li Yun understood what Jing Yan said, he nodded, and ordered Er Mao to go on. On their backs, the two ignored the fact that this was the forbidden area of ​​the palace, and sped away outside the palace using lightness kung fu.

Although there were unresolved battles along the way, it was irrelevant at this time. Emperor Ming Zhao was dead, and no matter how powerful he was, he would not be able to survive from a pile of ashes.

Although they are fighting in the same room, Daqi's world is about to change after all.

The wind whizzed past his ears, blowing the sweat that Li Yun smoked in the secret way into the wind and dissipating it in the wind, and it also relieved the hatred on Li Yun's shoulders. Emperor Ming Zhao has been eliminated, and now Li Yun The instigator of the family's hatred is only the national teacher Chen Yu, and those who made the Li family's difficulties worse, he has time to slowly settle the matter.

Although Erzhuo was carrying two people on his back, his speed was not slow, and the dark place in Anyang was not too far from the Forbidden Palace, so Erzhuo did not spend too much time before returning to the old place in Anyang. The dilapidated mansion that left the secret sentry is now vacant, and Er Hao, who knew the way well, landed in the guest room where Li Yun was resting. Li Yun landed on the ground and ordered Er Hao to put Jing Yan on the bed in the guest room, and then he turned around and went to the room. Silver Gardenia.

"Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock." According to the previously agreed sound of knocking on the door, Li Yun knocked on Yinzhi's courtyard and entered Yinzhi's bedroom. Climbing out, seeing Li Yun, he smiled shyly, sorry to be seen by Li Yun, but Li Yun had a calm face, and after Yinzhi crawled out from under the bed, he squatted down and hid the same thing in the bed. The two babies under the bed were carried out one by one.

"Second sister-in-law doesn't have to worry anymore. The matter of King Anyang is a foregone conclusion. King Anyang has won this game of chess. The news of King Anyang's ascension to the throne will be announced early in the morning." Li Yun hugged the Buddha, looking at the king who was lying on the bed. In Ping An, who was in a sound sleep, his cold face softened by the way. He turned his head, looked at Yin Zhi who was a little uncomfortable, and explained to him softly, for fear of disturbing Ping An's dream.

"This, is this true? That's great, that's great, God has eyes, the hatred of the Li family can finally be avenged." Yinzhi was still worried about seeing Li Yun's distressed appearance, but what did he hear? With this shocking turn of events, she immediately forgot about the previous unnaturalness, wept with joy in an instant, and became at a loss. Beside the closet, he opened the closet and took out a memorial tablet from the innermost part and held it in his arms. Regardless of Li Yun's presence, he sobbed softly.

Li Yun glanced at it, and saw the beautiful handwriting on the tablet, which was the name of the second brother. For a while, his heart was heavy and he couldn't breathe.He silently watched everything in front of him, his eyes darkened.

Without asking for resignation, Li Yun hugged the Buddha and quietly left the yard. His mind had relaxed a little, but he tensed up again, and his whole body was even more desolate. When he returned to the guest room, his whole body seemed to be covered with frost. , people dare not approach.

Li Yun pushed the door open and entered, and ordered Er Qiao to wait outside the door, not to enter. Then he closed the door and walked to the head of the bed. When his eyes fell on Jing Yan, who was resting with his eyes closed, there was a trace of icy breath at last. turn around.

"Little monk, the Buddha is here, what do I need to do?"

Hearing Li Yun's voice, Jing Yan opened his eyes, looking at the Buddha son who was held in Li Yun's arms, hesitation and struggle flashed in his eyes, and finally Chen Chen sighed, with a determined face.

"Amitabha, sin, sin! The disciple finally betrayed the Buddha." Jing Yan's voice was full of frustration and powerlessness.But there is no choice.

"Donor, can you speak Sanskrit?"

"Naturally." Although Li Yun is a fake nerd, he has read a lot of books after all, and he has no difficulty in Sanskrit.

"That would be very good. Please ask the almsgiver to help the little monk take off his clothes, and use the blood of the Buddha to write the supreme scriptures that the little monk has recited on the little monk's body." Jing Yan said frankly, although he was a little shy, he could not do it. He didn't realize that something was wrong, but he didn't want Li Yun to hear it, but he felt his hand tremble and almost threw the Buddha in his arms to the ground.Fortunately, when he came back to his senses, this would not cause him to lose his composure in front of Jing Yan.

However, when he looked at Jing Yan again, there was a strangeness, the cold breath around him faded instantly, and his earlobes turned red.He took a few deep breaths before suppressing his thunderous heartbeat.

"Little monk, you reversed life and death for me back then, but it's the same."

"That's the case, it's not like how the little monk uses the relic beads...to lock the soul of the donor and prevent him from entering reincarnation." Jing Yan said halfway, and suddenly understood Li Yun's meaning, and his pale face was instantly stained with pink. The gaze that looked at Li Yun dropped instantly, unwilling to meet his gaze again.

The atmosphere between the two fell into a strange embarrassment in an instant.

After a long time, Li Yun finally looked away, put the Buddha in his arms on the quilt, took a deep breath, controlled the trembling fingertips under the sleeve robe, and stretched out to Jingyan's monk robe , Li Yun's nervousness also affected Jing Yan's mood. Li Yun unbuttoned the buckle of Jing Yan's monk robe one by one. Although his movements were extremely gentle, he could not avoid touching Jing Yan's body.

Although I have seen Jing Yan's shirtless before, it is different now, Jing Yan is like a rag doll who can only be at the mercy of Li Yun, Li Yun has taken off Jing Yan's monk clothes, and is about to untie Jing Yan's outer pants , Jing Yan finally spoke to stop him, but he didn't know when to close his eyes, but he didn't dare to open them, "Almighty, there is no need to do this, just pull up the monk's trouser legs."

Hearing this, Li Yun paused the movements of his hands, and let out a long breath in his heart. He turned down and rolled up Jingyan's trouser legs. After this set of movements, the hair on Li Yun's temples Still drenched, obviously nervous to the extreme.

"Little monk, what should I do next?"

Similarly, when Jing Yan sensed that Li Yun's hands had left his body, he also breathed a sigh of relief and had the courage to open his eyes. His eyes fell on the infant Buddha, and "cut off the fingertips of the Buddha's index finger." Break, according to the Sanskrit words spoken by the monk, just write this Sanskrit script on the monk's bare skin."

Li Yun took Buddha out of his swaddle, took out a dagger from his arms, and cut lightly on Buddha's index finger, and felt a burst of sweetness pouring into his nose, making people unable to extricate themselves. Li Yunqiang calmed down, But seeing a golden drop of blood emerge from the Buddha's index finger, Li Yun could clearly perceive the immeasurable breath of relic contained in it, confusing the mind and tempting people to indulge.

But with such pain, the Buddha never woke up from his sound sleep, let alone screamed a little.However, Li Yun had no time to take care of this at this time. He tightened his mind and began to write according to the Sanskrit words that Jingyan uttered, using Buddha's fingertips as pens and Jingyan's skin as paper.One stroke at a time, write all the compassion in the world.

When the last letter of Jing Yan fell, Li Yun had already slipped the last stroke of Jing Yan's foot.He held the Buddha and straightened up, looking nervously at the golden Sanskrit on Jingyan's bare skin.And Jing Yan has closed his eyes at this time, and estimated the effort of five breaths, he saw that the golden Sanskrit seemed to be attracted by something in Jing Yan's skin, and got into Jing Yan's skin like a living thing. At the same time, Jing Yan's expression instantly distorted, as if he had endured great pain, which was unbearable.

Jing Yan persisted for about a quarter of an hour, but finally couldn't bear it anymore and passed out.

And Li Yun saw the Sanskrit writing penetrate into Jingyan's skin, and could even feel the Sanskrit writing wantonly shuttling through his body, but there was nothing he could do, so he could only wait anxiously.

Time passed by every minute and every second, the black night had already faded to white, and the morning light shone on the window. Suddenly, Li Yun only felt the remnant breath of relic on Jing Yan's body disappearing in an instant.

Just when Li Yun was puzzled, he saw Jing Yan suddenly opened his eyes, sat up from the head of the bed, shook his hands, and there was no trace of a wound on his wrists.Li Yun watched in amazement as Jing Yan got off the bed, went to the table, picked up a teacup, and saw that the teacup instantly shattered and fell to the ground when he held it lightly.

Apparently, in just one night, the wound on Jingyan's body that Hua Tuo was unable to heal completely was already healed without leaving a trace. Such an effect was obviously attributed to the blood of the Buddha's son.

In this way, he somewhat understands why Emperor Mingzhao and the national teacher never forget this Buddha, it is so miraculous, and it is uncertain if he can really live forever.

"The love of the benefactor, I will keep it in my heart." The sea of ​​qi that was broken not only recovered, but also improved its power. Jing Yan immediately performed a Buddha ceremony to Li Yun. He would really be bled to death by Emperor Ming Zhao.

Although there is a saying in Buddhism, whoever goes to hell if I don't go to hell, but when the time comes, he is unwilling to continue his life to continue the eternal life of others.

You can say that he has forgotten the Buddha, or that he has become a demon.

Perhaps, since losing the relic beads, his heart has changed.

Maybe the Buddha really can't help the common people.

"Little monk, the breath of relics on your body..." Li Yun didn't hear Jing Yan's thanks at this time, he looked at Jing Yan in a daze, only felt that Jing Yan was in his eyes, it didn't feel like before, It was as if there was a sense of strangeness, ignorant but inexplicable.

"There is no relics on the little monk. Now the benefactor can finally ask his heart and understand his heart. Only now can he know whether his love for the little monk is true or not. Amitabha!" When Jing Yan saw Li Yun's appearance, he knew that his heart was at a loss. He took the blood of Buddha's relic into his body just now with the remnant breath of his own relic as a guide. Although the injury was very good, but since then, he has finally lost the connection with Buddha, cut off the root of Buddha, and lost the breath of Buddha.

I see!For a while, Li Yun couldn't come back to his senses. Although he had always known his closeness to Jing Yan, which was due to the breath of relics, it was more of Li Yun's true feelings in his heart. Now Jing Yan lost the relics. After that, Li Yun only felt that his heart was empty, and he was really confused, not knowing what his feelings for Jing Yan were?

Jing Yan didn't bother Li Yun either. He turned back to the bed, put on the Zen clothes, and carried the Buddha back into his arms again. When he walked past Li Yun, his eyes moved slightly, and a complicated flash of light flashed in his eyes. The feeling of love, all the thoughts are collected in the bottom of my heart, and there is only a piece of peace.

Jing Yan pushed open the door, and the two of them heard the sound and looked at it. Seeing that it was Jing Yan, there was a trace of surprise on the faces of the two who had always been calm. No one else knew about Jing Yan's injury, but the two of them knew it. However, the meridians of the hands and feet are cut off, the sea of ​​qi is destroyed, and the five internal organs are all injured, but it is a useless person.But now, after only a few hours of effort, Jing Yan has appeared in front of Er Zhao intact, and Er Zhao is also a martial arts practitioner, so he can see that Jing Yan's aura is stronger than before. One chip.

"Two benefactors, Li Yun will entrust the two of you, and please take good care of them." Jing Yan knew that the two were amazed, but now that there is a huge difference in strength, Jing Yan naturally didn't take it to heart, and he backhanded the goal Put it on, leave a sentence of instructions, lift yourself up and head towards the outskirts of Kyoto.

In the house, Li Yun was left alone, his thoughts turned and he was at a loss, and he didn't know where he was going.