Always be relatives with Zha Gong [Quick time travel]

For a moment, Wu Chen didn't know how to refute.

"Benefactor Lin, it's getting late, please go back, the poor monk is about to go to bed." Wu Chen lowered his eyes, did not look at Lin Heng, and rushed away.

Lin Heng looked at him crouching by the door, feeling happy, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously.

The little monk is getting cuter and cuter.

However, will he go back?The answer is naturally...

"No, little master Wuchen, do you know why I drank today? Do you know how sad Xiaobo and Tizi are today? It's all because of you."

Xu was puzzled, Wuchen raised his eyes to look at him, and met the man's scorching eyes, which were as bright as stars and with a hint of drunkenness.

what did he do?

He hasn't seen Lin Heng and the two children today.

Lin Heng said to himself: "Tell me, why do you like that bastard Wu Xin?"

dog, dog thing?

It was the first time for Wu Chen to hear such vulgar words uttered from the mouth of the person in front of him, and it was a bit novel.

However, Wuxin is a dog thing?

Although it's really not very comfortable to get along unintentionally, it can't be regarded as a dog thing.

However, he likes Wuxin?

"I don't like Senior Brother Wuxin."

Wu Chen didn't even think about it, and quickly denied it. Even though he didn't know what liking was, these two words should be extremely beautiful, and he didn't want to have anything to do with Wu Xin.

Lin Heng lowered his eyes, and there was a look of satisfaction in his eyes from an angle that Wuchen couldn't see.

Wuchen saw that Lin Heng didn't speak, his head was still lowered, and he looked sad, somehow, he was a little anxious.

He completely forgot about being on guard against Lin Heng kissing him before, and took two steps closer.

He explained awkwardly: "What I said is true, you believe me."

Because the head was lowered, the long eyelashes concealed the emotions in Lin Heng's eyes, and a small piece of Qingdai fell under the eyelids.

Looking at the red corner of his clothes in front of his eyes, there was no so-called sadness in Lin Heng's eyes, it was clearly a look of triumph after doing something bad.

Well, Lin Heng felt that his behavior was like a big bad wolf trying to trick a little white rabbit.

And now, the little white rabbit in the red cassock was jumping into the hole he dug little by little.

"But, Xiao Bo told Ti Zi, I saw you kissing that dog."

Just when Wuchen was at a loss and didn't know what to do, Lin Heng's muffled voice came.

Wuchen digested his words.

He kisses senior brother Wuxin?

How can it be!

Wu Chen was a little annoyed: "Benefactor Lin, please don't talk nonsense, Wu Chen will never be with Senior Brother Wuxin..."

Probably because Lin Heng kissed him just now, the young monk couldn't say the word "kiss" for a while.

He blushed and was annoyed: "Wuchen will never do that kind of thing with Senior Brother Wuxin."

Lin Heng still didn't look up, his voice was still muffled, pretending to be uneasy: "That is to say, even if you don't want to kiss you, you won't accept it, and you won't like it, right?"

Dust-free: "Yes."

After Wuchen finished speaking, Lin Heng suddenly raised his head. The eyes of the person who was supposed to be sad had burning eyes, as if hiding a raging flame, as if he wanted to pull the person in front of him into the flame and fall into a crazy and fiery world. abyss.

"Then you will accept and like me to kiss you?"

Wu Chen lost her voice, her pupils dilated slightly, and she froze in place for an instant.

At this moment, his mind was blank.

Where is the Buddha whom he serves sincerely, where is the profound and profound Buddhist scriptures, and where is the compassion of the world.

In the past, his eyes and heart were very big, and he could accommodate all the people in the world.

But at this moment, his eyes and heart were very small, so small that he could only accommodate the man in front of him.

This man is like a blazing flame, pressing every step of the way, enveloping him with enthusiasm.

"I……"

Without waiting for Wu Chen to tell anyone, Lin Heng hugged him into his arms and kissed those thick and beautiful lips like flower petals again.

Wuchen closed his eyes, and at this moment, he was completely immersed in it.

[Ding, increase the favorability by 20, and the current favorability is 38. 】

Lin Heng didn't care about his favorability, he just hugged the little monk who was not struggling and compromised even tighter, as if he wanted to embed him in his body and soul.

The two of them didn't know that in the darkness, a line of sight happened to see this scene.

Outside the window of the Zen room, which was half-hidden and there was still a gap left, a person froze in place.

The young man in Tsing Yi wore a white cloak and stood in the dark night. Under the cloak, a small lamp was held in his slender hand, emitting a faint light.

The light was so weak that the thick darkness almost swallowed the light, and then swallowed the boy.

It was because Tizi wanted to find his father, so Yang Ye came out to look for Lin Heng. After looking for it, somehow, he came here.

Seeing the closed door of the meditation room, he stepped away without thinking, turned around inadvertently, and saw this scene.

The handsome man hugged the petite and beautiful young monk into his arms, and kissed him with expression. This scene is so beautiful.

only……

In the dark night, a sudden wind blew up the corners of his clothes and raised his hair, but his heart was screaming, whimpering softly one after another.

Gradually, the wind stopped, the corners of his clothes fell, and the strands of hair fell down. The stopped wind also swept away the scalding corner of his eyes, fell into the dust, and buried him deeply.

Yang Ye didn't dare to look at such a picture, even if it was only for a few seconds.

He immediately looked back, and couldn't wait to turn around and leave.

But at some point, his hands and feet were already stiff and cold, and the coldness spread from his hands and feet to his body and heart.

cold.

This winter.

It's really cold tonight in winter.

It was too cold, he needed to go back to get warmth, and he needed to wrap himself tightly in a thick quilt.

Enduring the stiffness and coldness of his hands and feet, he walked away quickly, like a wounded cub, leaving in desperation, wanting to return to his narrow cave early and lick the wound alone.

Yang Ye left, and the corner of the clothes disappeared into the night.

The wind picked up again, and the leaves made a rustling sound, like a dirge in winter.

Suddenly, a steady bell came from afar, with only one sound, the bell lingered in Wuchen's ears, pulling Wuchen back who was lost in Lin Heng's kiss.

Wuchen pushed Lin Heng away violently. Before Lin Heng could react, he opened the door and ran out.

"Wuchen..." Lin Heng chased after him, but Wuchen's figure had disappeared into the darkness.

On the back mountain of Luoshi Temple, a slender figure sat cross-legged under a sycamore tree. The cold moonlight broke through the darkness and fell on this person, adding a bit of loneliness.

Wuchen closed his eyes, twirled the beads in one hand, and kept chanting scriptures.

He sat quietly, the cold wind enveloped him, but he didn't seem to feel it.

The speed at which he twirled the prayer beads and read out the scriptures was faster and faster each time, as if he was trying his best to conceal something.

The brows that were indifferent in the past were slightly furrowed at this time, as if he was struggling with something, and seemed to be confused about something.

Probably because the strength of twisting the Buddha beads was too strong, suddenly, Wuchen's movements stopped.

He spread his hand, and the broken beads fell from his palm one after another and fell to the ground.

Wuchen wanted to grab them, but the moment he clenched his hands, the beads flowed out from between his fingers.

The fallen Buddhist beads disappeared one by one in the dark night.

Wuchen was stunned for a moment, then got up, bent down, and picked up the scattered beads one by one.

He picked it up for a long time, but he still couldn't find a few of them.

He clenched the Buddhist beads in his hand tightly, raised his other hand, put his fingertips on his lips, and gently rubbed his fingertips, as if he could still feel the hot temperature that belonged to that person.

In the past, my heart was toward the Buddha, and my calm and unwavering heart became chaotic.

"My Buddha, what do you like?"

Wuchen's words drifted into the dark night. This was the first question that the sincere Buddhist disciple asked the Buddha.

Lin Heng clearly felt that Wuchen was hiding from him intentionally or unintentionally. As usual, he knocked on Wuchen's door every night to find comfort, but the door never opened again, and the people inside did not speak.

Lin Heng was somewhat frustrated, but he was not discouraged. After all, a good girl is afraid of pestering her husband. Although Wuchen is not a girl, the reason is still the same.

Lin Heng still went to report every night.

The seven days of chanting and praying have long since ended, and the rest of the royal family have already gone back.

Lin Heng stayed, as did his two children and Yang Ye.

Originally, Yang Ye wanted to go back, but the two children were reluctant.

Wu Xin saw Lin Heng coming to Wu Chen several times, and seemed to see that the relationship between Wu Chen and Lin Heng was a bit weird.

He vaguely guessed something.

No, from an angle that Lin Heng couldn't see, his face was gloomy, his eyes were sinister, like a dormant poisonous snake, waiting for an opportunity to bite the man to death.

That sinister look formed a strong contrast with the spotless red cassock.

Lin Heng kept people staring at Wu Xin, once he made any moves, Lin Heng would know immediately.

However, he always thought that Wuxin really gave up inheriting the throne according to the plot. In fact, his power is still there, but hidden in the dark.

Sure enough, it is good enough for ambitious people not to plunder, how can it be possible to let them give up what they can get.

On this day, Lin Heng went to Du Wuchen again.

Seeing him, Wu Chen immediately turned around.

Lin Heng came to find Wuchen this time for a serious business, so how could he be allowed to leave.

Using his lightness kung fu, he flew in front of Wuchen, and took his hand.

Wuchen's back was leaning against the tree, and Lin Heng's hands wrapped his slender body in his arms, making him unable to move.

"Benefactor Lin, please let go." Wu Chen didn't struggle, his expression was indifferent, as if the relationship during that period of time, as if the two kisses were just a fleeting moment, just a charming dream, and everything should go away when he wakes up from the dream.

Lin Heng looked at his indifferent appearance, with a hurt look in his eyes.

Sure enough, the wood is not so easy to start.

Lin Heng narrowed his eyes, and his long and curly eyelashes covered up the emotion in his eyes: "I'm here to tell you something."

Wu Chen's eyes were light, and he asked silently.

Lin Heng lifted his lips: "Xiao Pu and Ti Zi said that you are their little father, it's true."