Today, the Holy Majesty believes in Buddhism, and also has a kind heart, the world is peaceful, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, so he is very interested in the auspiciousness from heaven, and all civil and military officials understand the feelings of the Holy Majesty. The historian lacks a few strokes of magic.
It is said that the power of the king is granted by God. From birth to now, His Majesty has a group of children. Don't say anything about the strange things that a hundred flowers bloom overnight. He didn't even have a few strange dreams. He is really lonely like snow and has no taste.
Therefore, when a tortoise shell the size of a seven-foot man was suddenly dug out under an ancient tree in the Dabao Temple in Yunling, the whole country erupted.
Dabao Temple washed the turtle shell overnight, and spread the news to Xiangguo Temple in the capital. The abbot of Xiangguo Temple immediately went to meet the saint, who was already in his early fifties. Bring this Fury!"
The third prince Hua Chengyun, this son is surly and unruly, lazy by nature, he likes the new and dislikes the old, and is a fool. He is really a dude.
The abbot of Xiangguo Temple hesitated and hesitated, and hadn't figured out how to persuade his sage to withdraw his order, but the third prince Hua Chengyun over there had already arrived with a fragrance of flowers.
Hua Chengyun's slender fingertips were still grinding some of the bright red flower juice, and he looked at the abbot with a half-smile, "Let me go to Dabao Temple?"
When the abbot saw his expression, he knew that this person was not interested, and he was overjoyed, "Yes, the journey is far away this time, and the third prince has a noble status. Even if there are disciples from Dabao Temple starting to go to the capital, it will be a difficult journey. road… "
"Huh?" Hua Chengyun interrupted him, and asked with interest: "A disciple of Dabao Temple? Could it be that monk who looks like Pan An and was forced to leave home to practice?"
Ruined!
These three characters flashed in the abbot's mind.
No one in the capital doesn't know the third prince's notoriety. He himself is a rare handsome man. Usually, if a man spreads his good name, it's fine if it doesn't reach the third prince's ears. Once it reaches the third prince, 80% to 90% If you can't lift your head up because of sarcasm, I'm afraid you never want to hear the word "beautiful man" again in your life.
The abbot said: "No, no, it's all misinformation."
It's not easy for the younger brother to meet such an extraordinary disciple. Since this disciple joined, the incense money of Dabao Temple has doubled countless times! He can't drag his junior brother down!
When the abbot came back to his senses, the third prince had disappeared. The abbot trembled in his heart, and boldly asked the emperor, "Your Majesty, the third prince..."
The emperor took a sip of tea with a smile, and looked more like a Maitreya Buddha than the abbot, "My Yuner just left, and I agreed! Sure enough, my Yuner is filial."
The terrain in Yunling area is complicated, Qianshanwanshui is talking about Yunling, the mountain road is rugged, but because the transport is such a rare and precious thing as turtle shells, the people of Dabao Temple sent five disciples to send them off, and they even pretended to be there. A large and low-key carriage carefully told Zong Yuan to take the official route, "Also remember, beware of the third prince."
Zong Yuan threw away the abbot master with a dark face, "I know, don't touch me, I haven't settled with you yet!"
The abbot of Dabao Temple suddenly ran away with a guilty conscience.
Zong Yuan's fluffy green stubble was all given by the abbot.
The abbot said in a fairy-like manner on the surface, "You are not related to the world." What he thought in his heart was that he could not shave his head, otherwise he would lose a lot of incense!
So this leads to Zong Yuan's hairstyle as if he just got out of prison.
The five of them were riding on the official road at this time.
The men here in Yunling look more than rough, but not handsome enough. Zong Yuan's appearance does meet the aesthetic requirements of this dynasty, but it is not true to say that it is too exaggerated.
A tall man with an immature face smiled and said, "It's more than half a month from the official road to the capital. Fortunately, there will be someone from the Xiangguo Temple in the capital to take over. It's a pity that I can't visit the capital."
There must be someone from Dabao Temple to follow to the capital, and these people all know in their hearts that they must follow the elder brother who gave them face like this!
Zong Yuan had a grass in his mouth and a sword beside him. He looked like a monk, but he was clearly a swordsman. "Go, I'm too lazy to go."
Several young masters looked at each other, the corners of their mouths twitched, the person who spoke just now was called Mingxin, his eyes were full of admiration, and he said to his senior brothers, "Brother Zong is still so chic and unruly."
Speaking of the name Zong Yuan, the abbot of Dabao Temple had just shaved his hair and was feeling guilty. Zong Yuan gave him a look, and quickly waved his hand and said that the name is good, it is in line with the Buddha's will, and there is no need to change it.
It's also a cowardly group.
The three brothers: ...
Ming Xin, who is it wrong for you to worship? Do you want to worship this great demon king? ! (Hate iron but not steel!)
There is more than half a month's distance between the capital and Yunling, but first, Zong Yuan and the others walked slowly with the carriage, and second, they were not in a hurry, so they walked leisurely.
As for Hua Chengyun, he responded impulsively at the time, and he lost the idea of going after an hour. However, he was still on the road at this time, and immediately drove a BMW all the way to Yunling regardless of the obstruction of the guards.
He thought very clearly: arrive early, bring the turtle shell back early and finish the job.
Hua Chengyun likes the new and hates the old, here we can get a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg.
Three days later, Zong Yuan saw that the sky was getting dark, so he took his brothers and sisters to find a spacious place to sleep in the open. The monks don't drink alcohol and eat meat, and the other four honestly took out dry food and steamed buns, only Zong Yuan was alone. Looking left and right, a hare came after a while.
Zong Yuan himself was quite helpless, shaking the little rabbit who dared not move in his hand, "You and I have a very deep fate."
There are so many worlds, as long as he bakes something to eat, most of the time it will be rabbits.
0046 asked the rabbit what was in his heart, "Then do you still eat?"
Zong Yuan asked back with a strange expression, "Then why did I catch it?"
0046,"..."
Mingxin and the others watched him come over with a rabbit, all of them had complicated expressions on their faces. Even though they had seen this scene many times in the monastery, when they saw him again... their emotions were complicated.
Mingjue couldn't help nagging again, "Brother, we are traveling, the Buddha once said that compassion is the heart, although this is a rabbit, it is also a life, it also has relatives and friends..."
I can only persuade, who made Zong Yuan not an authentic monk at all after the abbot finished the sentence "You are not related to the secular world"
…is the monk spare tire.
Zong Yuan glanced at Ming Jue in surprise, then turned to look at Rabbit, "You still have relatives and friends, please tell me where they are, so that I can catch them and accompany you."
Pooh.
Unable to hold back, several people laughed together.
Hua Chengyun arrived at this moment.
He saw the roof of the carriage and the sign on it from a distance, tied the horse to a tree, flicked the dust off his clothes, and walked over.
Hua Chengyun first heard a burst of laughter, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart, this group of monks really looked different, but the common people in the world were fascinated by them as if they had been fed a potion.
At this moment, he is no longer interested in the disciple who looks like Pan An, whose reputation spread to the capital. He just planned to take the carriage back with a word. There is one more person.
The first thing Hua Chengyun saw was a monk with stubble.
Under the firelight, half of the man's face was golden, with a smile on the corner of his lips, and the curved arc directly hit the heart of the noble third prince.
Plop plop like a deer bumping around.
Hua Chengyun's face was reddish, he stared at this person closely, he felt his whole body was boiling with blood, and his legs were numb.
love at first sight.
It was absolutely love at first sight.
Hua Chengyun took a deep breath, backed away slowly, walked to his horse, took out the dagger he was carrying, and drew a bloodstain on his thigh without blinking.
Blood gushed out immediately, soaking the clothes in no time.
Hua Chengyun thought about it again, loosened his hair and messed it up, and then tore off a few corners of his clothes. He himself was full of dust and blood, and there was not even a trace of blood on his lips.
However, Hua Chengyun was always a little dissatisfied. With an idea, he cruelly pinched out bruises on the exposed parts of his body. When he was satisfied, he pinned the blood-stained dagger to the saddle, untied the rope, and squeezed it out. He patted his ass, "Let's go!"
The horse was frightened and ran away.
Hua Chengyun staggered towards the woods, calling for help, "Help!"
Zong Yuan's expression froze, he threw the hare in his arms into Ming Xin's arms, took the long sword beside him and walked quickly towards the source of the sound, "Don't let it get away!"
Ming Jue, "What's going on?"
Immediately, they also heard a faint cry for help, "Someone has an accident!"
Zong Yuan jumped over with a sword in hand. He saw blood stains beside the carriage, his expression sank, and he hurried over, "How are you?"
At the rear of the car, a man with disheveled clothes and covered in blood was lying weakly on the ground. He heard Zong Yuan's footsteps, and buried his face between his knees in fear. Zong Yuan could still see his slightly trembling shoulders .
Zong Yuan squatted in front of him, and asked in a soft voice, "How are you?"
This man seemed to have experienced a rape, and said in a panic, "Help, help..."
The clothes on his body were torn and tattered, and some fair skin was faintly exposed on his calves. Zong Yuan put the long sword in his hand on the ground, and he spoke in a low voice, which gave people a full sense of security, "It's okay, Where are you hurt?"
The man seemed to trust his words, but he still hesitated a little, so he slowly raised his face between his knees, his beautiful eyes were moist and shiny at the moment, his lips were pale, his hair was messy, and there was some abnormal expression on his face. Red, looking at Zong Yuan in horror at this moment.
Zong Yuan's heart moved, he tentatively put his hand on the man's cold and slender hand, and caressed it full of comfort.
Hua Chengyun shook his hand.
OK, I like it very much...
Zong Yuan said, "Let me see where your injuries are."
Hua Chengyun lowered his head slightly, he secretly glanced at Zong Yuan, Zong Yuan caught his gaze clearly, and slightly hooked the corners of his lips to meet his peeking gaze.
The man in front of him lowered his head impressively.
Some cute.
Hua Chengyun said intermittently, "The injury, the injury is on the leg."
Zong Yuan lifted the clothes on his legs, piled the clothes up with his fingertips, and exposed his long, white thighs a little bit. The man moved his legs uncomfortably, but was firmly pressed down by Zong Yuan's palm.
Zong Yuan's hot palm was pressing on Hua Chengyun's ankle, and his fingers were pressing the skin around the wound to check the depth of the wound.
The numbness, itching, and warmth of that hand surged into Hua Chengyun's heart.
His face was getting redder and redder, and he saw Zong Yuan tore off a piece of white cloth from his inner garment, and bound him up skillfully, "Fortunately, the wound is not deep."
Ming Xin and the others have already arrived, and walked this way in a panic, "Brother Zongshi, how are you?"
Hua Chengyun looked at Zong Yuan with moist eyes.
His appearance is really not suitable for others to see.
Zong Yuan also did not allow him to be seen by others.
Zong Yuan took off his coat neatly, covered Hua Chengyun's body from head to face, then bent down and hugged him horizontally, holding him firmly in his arms.
The person in his arms let out a small exclamation, and wrapped his hands around Zongyuan's neck reflexively.
Zong Yuan hooked his lips into a smile, led him to meet Ming Xin and the others, and walked to the resting place.
Hua Chengyun, who was buried in his clothes, had a heartbeat like a drum.
He was surrounded by a man's arms around his waist, and the man's five fingers felt clearly.
Itching to the heart.
The author has something to say: So this time the shou is a sultry shou who is weak on the surface, crying, crying, scheming and sticky shou~ The style you like hhh, the next world is modern!
I saw the world you want to see~ I combined the feelings:
1. Zerg (male main attack x omnipotent and the iron-blooded general who can win the attack in one step among hundreds of thousands of females)
2. The cute urban little monster (the vicious white tiger Jing Gong who will show tiger ears when touched by humans × the host who doesn’t like animals at all when he is attacked so cute that his heart trembles) Shou (thought to be cat ears hhh ))
How about (*/ω＼*)