The monk who is going to cross me is bent

Zhuang Yan was taken aback, he didn't expect Xiaochi's reaction to this incident to be so big, but he was actually used to being without hair.

When he was only Young Master Zhuang, he believed that most men should grow their hair, and only men with identities such as hunters in the mountains and rough laborers would wear short hair.Later, this thought, after he learned about the history of the future on Wuzhenghao, he realized that the length of a man's hair is just a personal choice. In the age of [-], there is really no need to explain anything through the length of hair.

On the contrary, because he has no hair, he saves a lot of time to take care of himself. After hundreds of years, he has become very used to living a bald headed life.

It's just that everything is different now, his beautiful wife is back by his side, and he still hasn't let him touch her waist, let alone have intercourse.

He had to face the serious problem before him with extra caution——Chi Wang didn't like his bald head very much.

"What is the only thing you took off from the Wuzheng Number?" Chi Wan's face was a little stern, "Take it out."

Zhuang Yan slowly took out a blade from his arms, Chi Wan took it over and saw that it was Zhuang Yan who had a body and used it to shave the newly grown hair during the hundreds of years without a positive name With that blade, he also saw Zhuang Yan shave himself bald in the video record.

Chi Wang took the blade and threw it into the river, but Zhuang Yan waded away quickly with his eyes and hands. Before he fell into the water, he picked it up in mid-air.

Back on the boat, Zhuang Yan immediately begged for mercy: "Xiaochi is kind, I have been on the Wuzheng for so many years, and I bring this thing back as a souvenir. Even if I don't need to shave my head, I can use it to shave my beard."

"What's your reason? It's too dishonest." Chi Wang watched him come back with the blade, and even wanted to throw it at him. "If you want, you can control yourself never to grow a beard."

Having said this, Chi Wan frowned.

Both he and Zhuang Yan have now become almost like gods. As long as he wants, he can know anything that happens at this node and change the shape of any creature, but Chi Wang did not use these abilities recklessly.

The two of them have been silently and tacitly abiding by the various natural changes when they were human.In addition to accelerating the growth of his hair cut short by Feng Yunzheng's axe, Chi Wan used his abilities very carefully, and was unwilling to change the rules of the world at will.

But the meaning of what he said just now always made Chi Wang feel a little uncomfortable, as if he was encouraging Zhuang Yan to forget his identity as a human being, allowing him to break the rules at will.

Just when Chi Wang felt a little annoyed by what he just blurted out, Zhuang Yan changed the subject very understandingly, "It's different, Xiao Chi. When I got you, I was ten years older than you. I can't be like you. You have always maintained a white, tender and beautiful young appearance. Considering my age, even if I grow a beard, it's not too unreasonable, right?"

After thinking for a while, Zhuang Yan asked again: "When I married you back then, I asked you if you would care about the age difference that I am ten years older than you. You said that ten years older than you is just right, and I can protect you. Yes, you also said that you would take care of me... But you pretended to be so obedient at that time, and you definitely wouldn't speak against my will, so I still can't be sure, do you really think that I am older than you?"

Chi Wang replied: "It's only ten years old, why do you dislike you? I have lived for more than 700 years and I am almost [-] years old. You add ten years to my age. Ten years is a fraction. No one needs to dislike you. who."

This reason was so convincing that Zhuang Yan finally felt relieved.

But just mentioned the days when Xiaochi was young and they were tired of being together day and night, Zhuang Yan now thinks back, and only thinks that his wife is so unpredictable and multi-faceted, it is difficult for others to see through.

He smiled with emotion, "Ever since you tore off the disguise to reveal your true character, we have been getting together less and more often. When I think of you in the past, there is always a sense of separation—one is to put away all the fangs, Teeth, obediently waiting for my lovely little wife to come home, one is a noble and indifferent little prince, who looked at me with a straight face as if he was an enemy... By the way, there is also you now, who looks as cold as a snow mountain. It's hard to pick off the flowers."

Chi Wan blinked, and smoothed his long hair that was hanging sideways on his shoulders, "Then do you like the submissive one, the unruly one, or the me now?"

"What kind of question is this?" Zhuang Yan's answer was very steady, "I like you, and I want any kind of change... The more dangerous and mysterious you are, the more fascinated I am for you."

The answer was good, Zhuang Yan approached tentatively, sat next to Chi Wang, and touched his hand. As expected, Chi Wang only moved slightly, and was grabbed by him obediently, and his attitude of refusal was not firm at all. .

Seeing that he had finally passed the crisis in front of him, Zhuang Yan hurriedly put away the razor blade carefully, not to obstruct Chi Wang on the bright side, and then looked up to see Chi Wang sitting by the bed and waving to him, "Come here."

Zhuang Yan walked over and was pulled by Chi Wang to sit beside the boat.Chi Wang signaled him to lean half of his body overboard, and then without saying hello, he filled his hands with water from the river to wash his bare head.

Zhuang Yan was surprised, "What are you doing?"

Chi Wang replied seriously: "Alternating cold and hot can speed up the blood flow and stimulate you to grow hair faster."

"...Do you really hate my lack of hair so much?"

"Yes." Chi Wang gave a resolute answer, "Since you became a monk, the bald donkey has become the panting creature I hate the most in the world, you hurry up and let me grow your hair, I see It's too uncomfortable."

Zhuang Yan thought of something else, "Since you hate monks so much, why have you read so many Buddhist scriptures in these years? I have always been very curious about the fact that you were able to comprehend the Dao with the power of five supernatural powers." .”

Chi Wang turned his head away, pretending to look at the scenery of the river, "I'll talk about this later...you go rowing first, I don't want to spend the night on the river, we have to dock before dark."

Their boat sailed leisurely on the river, and finally abandoned the boat and landed on the south bank of the river before sunset.

It was still winter when Chi Wang left, but it was early autumn when the two of them went ashore.Soon they learned that Chi Wang's trip to the west had not only been a year, but more than two years. Now the water flow of the Kuanjiang River has returned to normal, and there is no longer any obstacle to the passage throughout the year. Wu Zhenghao, who no one knew existed, has left safely, and all secrets have been buried.

I don't know if the place they went ashore was too coincidental or too coincidental, it turned out to be the site of Changuang Temple, walking from the riverside into the village at the foot of the mountain, just in time to meet a few passing monks from the temple.

Now that Chi Wang sees a group of bald men again, although he is not as irritable and irritable as before, he is still extremely upset, especially after seeing Zhuang Yan, the faces of these monks are all happy, and they all kindly call: "Senior Brother Zi'an!"

Zhuang Yan's first response was to peek at Chi Wang's reaction. As expected, Chi Wang's face turned cold on the spot, he glanced at him lightly, and walked aside on his own.

As soon as Chi Wang gave way, the monks surrounded him, "Brother, the master has been looking for you for a long time, and he ordered Buddhist disciples from all over the world to look for news about you, but there has been no whereabouts for many years... Now you are finally back, After seeing you, the head doesn't know how happy he is!"

The head of the Buddhist sect is Master Guxu. When Zhuang Yan blocked his memory and only thought that he was a monk from the future, he still placed orders under his sect for a few years.Chi Wang still remembers the old bald donkey. When he just woke up from Mu Beixi's tomb, the old monk was going to rescue him.

However, to a certain extent, Master Guxu can be regarded as possessing some of the six supernatural powers of Buddhism, and he can be regarded as a mortal who can more or less feel his abnormality, so he is advised to do good deeds and accumulate virtue, and stop accumulating evil. .

Seeing that Zhuang Yan was surrounded by a group of bald heads, Chi Wang was going to accompany him to Changuang Temple.

He stood aside expressionlessly, trying his best to breathe in the corner where there were no monks.He looked around, walked straight into an inn that provided board and lodging, and said in a loud voice: "Xiaoer, let me bring a fish that is newly caught in the river, and I want to kill it alive. Take the fish far away, don't worry about it." Obstructing the eyes of these masters from the monastery."

When the Buddhist disciples heard that Chi Wang had killed for his appetite, they all silently recited Amitabha Buddha.

Only Zhuang Yan knew that Chi Wang said this to him on purpose, and Chi Wang didn't follow up just to give him some time alone to complete the unfinished business in Buddhism.

With a little helplessness and doting in his eyes, Zhuang Yan assured him: "Xiaochi, you are waiting for me here, and I will come back to find you soon."

Chi Wang didn't look back, he just waved his hand to indicate that he heard it, and went in to eat grilled fish.

When the Buddhist disciples saw the interaction between the two of them, they all felt that something was wrong, but they couldn't tell.It wasn't until Senior Brother Zi'an returned to the Buddhist temple that they finally realized that it wasn't just an illusion.

When he was cultivating in the temple, he had always been placed high hopes by Master Guxu, and his aptitude in Buddhism, martial arts, and medical skills were all quite outstanding. This Senior Brother Zi'an, who was identified as the successor by the head of the temple, said something astonishing as soon as he came back .

He is about to return to vulgarity.

The monks were shocked, and even Master Guxu lowered his face to confirm again and again, only to find that he had really made up his mind to go.

It's just that as the head of the sect, he must establish rules for the disciples of the Buddhist temple. Even if Zhuang Yan wants to return to vulgarity, after he is liquidated for breaking the precept again, he must be punished before he can leave.

Zhuang Yan didn't object, he could understand that there is no such thing as a circle without rules.So the familiar person got on the stick abstinence bench again, anyway, he is different now, and this kind of wooden stick will not cause him any harm.

It's just that the wooden stick was just lifted up, and before it fell, it was very flamboyant and shattered into slag out of thin air.

Master Guxu asked someone to bring all the wooden sticks suitable for punishment in the temple, but found that these sticks seemed to be possessed by evil spirits, and before they were picked up, they scrambled to pieces one by one. This is the manifestation of the Buddha. Brother Zi'an has his own karma, which cannot stop him from returning to the secular life.

The matter of punishment was over, so Zhuang Yan was put down the mountain, and many Buddhist disciples reluctantly sent him to the gate of the Buddhist temple at the bottom of the mountain to say goodbye.

It was already dark, and the mountain road could not be seen clearly, but there was a man standing outside the mountain gate, with a luxurious and exquisite girdle around his waist, which outlined a very elegant figure, and a lamp in his hand was swaying in the wind. The lamp illuminated a corner of the mountain gate, as if waiting for someone.

He turned around when he heard the voice, and the unspeakable charm of his eyebrows and eyes slowly blossomed in front of the monks.

The aura around him was like icebergs and snow, but the coldness that was hard to get close to melted away when he saw the leader Zhuang Yan.He seemed to be smiling slightly, so even the lamp in his hand gave the corners of his eyes the warmth of the fire.

This kind of artistic conception is almost an ink painting that is not handed down to the world. It is only suitable for the owner to carefully hide it in the painting box, and it is not easy for anyone to appreciate and comment.

Zhuang Yan looked at Chi Wang who was standing outside the gate of the Buddhist temple not far away, and he thought, if he could spend the next long time with Xiao Chi, what a wonderful eternity it would be.

No longer separated, no longer missed, every remaining moment, there is only happiness and joy between them.

Zhuang Yan walked over, took the lamp from Chi Wan's hand, wrapped his arms around his waist, and kissed his hair lightly, "Madam, I kept you waiting...we can finally go home."

The monks watched helplessly as "Senior Brother Zi'an" whom they once respected so much went away with his wife as soon as he returned to lay life. They were all stunned and suspicious of the monk.

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The onlookers suffered great harm. Some monks who did not want to be named and had little practice said that if they could find such a "wife", they would also be willing to accept the on-the-spot one-stop service of breaking the precepts and being punished to return to secular life and marry a wife.