After rebirth, the leader only wants to be with the shadow guard

Ying Er is an experienced veteran, and he is very comfortable in the competition. Holding the long sword in his hand, it is as if man and sword are one, and he can retract and release the sword freely. Facing Ying Shiyi's attacks, he is good at observing and gradually finds them interesting.

It is said that Ying Shiyi is now the master's favorite. Unexpectedly, his martial arts skills have not declined and he has made some progress.

He is a talented person with great potential.

But this person has now gone to live with his master. If he had stayed in the Dark Chamber, he would have surely shown his talent in the future.

It doesn't seem right either.

If you show your talent, you still have to be commanded by your master. Aren't you still by your master's side?

Just like being a commander, you have to go to Canglan Palace to report matters to your master every now and then.

The difference doesn't seem to be that big.

It also seems quite big.

Ying Er couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it and turned around to resist Ying Shiyi's fierce attack.

The sword blades collided with each other, making a long cry. Ying Eleven's figure turned in the air, as agile as a nimble bird in the mountains. He tapped the ground with his toes and rushed forward again, starting another round of offensive.

He knew that in terms of sword speed and power alone, he could not match Ying Er, so he could only rely on sophistication and surprise to deal with it.

"Ying Eleven is getting stronger and stronger." Ying Five sighed.

Ying Liu continued: "Of course, otherwise the commander wouldn't have kept saying that he is a promising talent. After all, he is still young and has unlimited potential."

Seeing that they were fighting fiercely, Ying didn't say much, but thought of Ying Jiu who was in the sect.

Ying Jiu and Ying Shiyi have a good relationship. If that child were here, he would probably fight with Ying Shiyi.

But because of Yingjiu's leg injury, Yingyi still did not take him with him and asked him to assist Jiang Yan in the church.

I don’t know if the child will blame him for this.

Yingyi shook his head and shook off these thoughts. Why did he think of these things so well...

When Lou Jingyu came back, he happened to see Ying Shiyi holding a sword and competing with someone. Her ponytail was flying and the corners of her clothes were fluttering, like a bird falling into his heart.

The Ying Shiyi holding the sword is lively and agile, with sharp eyes, and a tight suit outlining his tall figure, which shows the youthful vigor and vitality.

When Yingwu and Yingliu saw him coming back, they didn't dare to watch the show anymore and hurried forward to pay their respects.

Lou Jingyu waved his hand, his eyes still fixed on Ying Shiyi, a smile on his lips.

He didn't want to disturb Eleven who was so absorbed in the trial, so he just watched quietly from the side.

But perhaps because his gaze was too focused and burning, Ying Shiyi quickly discovered him.

"master!"

Ying Shiyi stopped and her little face, which had turned red due to the competition, smiled at him.

"you are back."

He put down his sword and trotted to Lou Jingyu's side, letting the man in front of him wipe the sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief. He said a little embarrassedly, "Master, I'll do it myself."

Lou Jingyu smiled and agreed to him, handed him the handkerchief and watched him wipe the sweat off his face.

"Why did Eleven think of competing with them?"

After saying that, he glanced at Ying Er indifferently, which scared the man so much that he knelt on one knee when he saluted.

"Master, I was waiting for you and felt bored so I thought of competing with Ying Er. It was I who proposed it on my own initiative." Ying Shiyi put down the sword and carefully pulled Lou Jingyu's sleeve.

Lou Jingyu shook his head and laughed, a smile flashing in his cold phoenix eyes. The already handsome man was tinged with gentleness, making people even more unable to take their eyes away.

"Okay, okay, I get it. Eleven is bored, right? I'll accompany Eleven from now on, okay?"

Having said that, I don't know who is taking advantage.

Ying Shiyi pursed her lips, unable to resist the temptation, and nodded.

Lou Jingyu led the person into the house and said as he walked: "I'm not blaming you for competing with others, but the sun hasn't set yet and there's no shade in the yard. What if you get a heat stroke? Choose a cooler time next time and you can do whatever you want then."

Ying Shiyi felt sweet in his heart when he heard this, as if he had drunk a cup of warm honey water, and he agreed obediently.

Neither of them had a proper lunch at noon, so this dinner was served earlier than usual, before the sun set.

The food in the temple does not contain any meat, but is simple and elegant. The little monk brought two servings of vegetarian noodles, which were tossed with seasoned mountain mushrooms and tasted very delicious.

It was also served with two dishes of green stir-fried seasonal vegetables, two plates of bean dishes, and a bowl of mushroom soup.

The vegetarian food at Dajue Temple is world-famous. Even Lou Jingyu, who is very picky, cannot say that the food tastes bad.

It was Ying Shiyi’s first time to have a vegetarian meal. He thought the food was simple and the taste would be average, but he didn’t expect it to be so unique.

All the snacks he had in the morning were digested, and he ate the vegetarian noodles with great relish. He was not a picky eater to begin with, and now the food tasted good and he felt even more satisfied.

Lou Jingyu's appetite improved after he took care of him, and he had a close meal with him.

After dinner, I took people to visit Dajue Temple.

It was already dark, the temple gate was closed, and the bustling scene of people coming and going during the day was no longer there. The solemn sound of bells echoed through the mountains, startling a flock of birds, and the atmosphere was quiet everywhere.

Lou Jingyu took people to sit in the pavilion in the mountains for a while, and talked with them for a while. The other shadow guards followed from a distance as per his orders and did not dare to come forward.

There were only two of them in this small world in the mountains, and Lou Jingyu was enjoying the quiet atmosphere.

There was only a candlestick in the pavilion, its flame swaying in the wind. Fortunately, Ying Eleven had good night vision and could still see the outline of his master's face outlined by light and shadow.

As the mountain breeze blew, I couldn't help but feel much more relaxed.

He couldn't help but raise his hand to push Lou Jingyu's hair that was messed up by the wind behind his ears.

Lou Jingyu kissed his fingers curiously, "It's a rare opportunity that you don't have to deal with the mundane affairs of the sect. You can relax a little and just think of it as a summer escape here."

"I understand." Ying Shiyi curled the corners of his mouth and let his master lead him to talk about some private matters.

The temple was quiet, with a sense of working from sunrise to sunset. So Lou Jingyu took Ying Shiyi to bed early at night, preparing to take them for a walk down the mountain the next day.

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Although Dajue Temple covers a vast area, it cannot accommodate the many pilgrims and believers who come for the grand event, so the place for chanting scriptures and preaching is set in the flat Taoist temple at the foot of the mountain.

The next day, Lou Jingyu took Ying Shiyi down the mountain.

The scene was so crowded that Ying Shiyi finally had a deep understanding of how popular Dajue Temple was. He followed closely beside Lou Jingyu all the way, fearing that he would be squeezed away.

Even the shadow guards had to show up to clear the way.

Master Jingtai sat on a high platform and recited scriptures and preached the Dharma himself. Behind him followed many young monks. His Sanskrit voice was pleasant to the ears, and many believers followed him to recite scriptures.

Everyone has his own beliefs. Lou Jingyu looked at the yearning and sincerity in these people's eyes, as if he also saw the desire in their hearts.

After all, we have something to ask for in life, and since it is beyond human power, we can only leave it to God.

It was the same in his previous life. After losing Ying Eleven, he also had the delusion of starting over.

Compared to them, Lou Jingyu felt that he was lucky.

I will donate a golden Buddha to Dajue Temple someday.

After walking around, Lou Jingyu took Ying Shiyi up the mountain. With so many people, he was afraid of squeezing into Shiyi.

Unexpectedly, halfway up the mountain, I was stopped by a scream.

"Master Lou! It's been a long time since we last met!"

Lou Jingyu looked in the direction of the voice and found that it was an old friend who had helped him to get in touch with the imperial court in his previous life.

"Zhao Buchi, it's been a long time since we last met."