Nan Chan

Lord Jiutian helped Jinglin to the seat. He looked at Jinglin with great emotion: "Although you look thin, your cultivation is very strong. You have been trapped in the realm of perfection for hundreds of years. Now you are going out of the gate and go to practice for a while." It's time to step into the realm of great success."

Jing Lin didn't say a word, he let Jiu Tianjun lead his arms, and he never squinted.The pharynx spring returned to his side, and the flashy sharpness of just now has disappeared.The bells of the Vatican altar echoed, and the water in the pool was gurgling.The chanting sound of the monks gradually recovered, and in the dense mist, the lotus blossomed for a moment.Trembling, the old monk moved the clouds to look around, and saw Jing Lin's shirt swinging, and he climbed onto the high seat neatly.

Bo Luo looked up at the bottom and saw Lord Linsong sitting indifferently, without even a smile or complacency.His eyes are flat like a well, and his whole body is impersonal.

The immortals were originally full of wine and ears, and although the banquet was restrained, they could still make everyone happy.Unexpectedly, Mr. Linsong was sitting on the high platform, and the people underneath were wiping away the cold sweat, and the needles could be heard during the banquet.

"Mr. Linsong, who is rare to see once in a hundred years." Dongjun covered his face a little bit, feeling sick from drinking too much, so he got up on the ground regardless of the description, and said to the surroundings in a choked voice, "Why are you secretly having fun? Laughing Make a noise! ​​Look openly! After passing this village, you will..."

Before he could finish talking, Dongjun rolled around and ran to vomit.

Wu Luo couldn't kneel down, and felt that the atmosphere around him was uncomfortable, so he saw the opportunity, got up too, and shook out the handkerchief to give to Dong Jun.

Dong Jun took the handkerchief, rinsed his mouth, covered the handkerchief and blinked at Wei Luo, and said with a smile: "Good man, I'll borrow the handkerchief. See you at Dongfang later, I'll wash it and return it to you."

He blinked his heart and liver to beat wildly, and he patted his back gently, and his soul was about to fly away. He nodded his head in panic, and followed Dongjun like a puppy.

Dongjun wiped the corners of his lips, he smelled heavily of alcohol, but looked awake a lot on his face.He bowed to the high-ranking Lord Jiutian, and said: "Jinglin will return, and Father Jun must be reluctant to order him, so I will take advantage of it and ask for a lottery!"

"It's probably because of the heavy snow in Zhongdu." With a smile on his face, Lord Jiutian turned his head and said warmly to Jing Lin, "You have closed your mind and sealed your consciousness, so you don't know. In order for you to get out of the customs, Zhongdu has already suffered a snow disaster .He can't wake up in spring, so you need to help him."

Jing Lin heard the sound and looked at Dong Jun.

Dongjun laughed and said, "After sleeping for a while, don't you recognize me? This stare makes me panic."

Jing Lin only glanced at it briefly, then turned his gaze back.He nodded slightly and said, "Let father send you."

Dongjun suppressed his smile, feeling so boring.He folded the handkerchief in his hand and said: "Then after the banquet is over, you and I will walk together."

"Don't be in a hurry." Jiutianjun said loudly to Xia Tian, ​​"There is another matter that is imminent. Hundreds of years ago, the Jiutianmen fought against the sea with all their strength. Everyone here hates evil spirits, and we have lost many good friends. My Jiutianmen, although I have gone through hardships, I have finally made great merit. At that time, the Canglong in the north refused to give up the land, and countless innocent people starved to death. However, for the great cause of fighting against the sea, the Jiutianmen has always been patient and retreated. It is a pity that greed is not enough to swallow Like, Canglong failed to stick to his heart after all."

Li Rong had already guessed what Jiu Tianjun was going to say, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Jing Lin who was opposite him.Jing Lin looked at him from the corner of his eye, but he was neither happy nor angry.

"...Nian Canglong once cared about all sentient beings, so it's not good to erase his merits. But later, he was greedy for a sea of ​​blood and was attacked by all the demons. He was disgraceful, so he didn't tell the Three Realms..."

"...Killing Lord Ge to defend the way is a helpless act. The northern big monsters gather together, this matter is difficult to solve, and it has been dragged on until today to wait for Lord Linsong to leave the customs..."

Jiutianjun blushed, he supported Jinglin's arm vigorously, and said: "Now that Jinglin has left the customs, this matter cannot be delayed any longer. When you and Dongjun go down to the realm, go to the Northland and inform the news that Emperor Cang is dead. A group of monsters. If you encounter obstacles, just..."

Emperor Cang is dead.

Countless people recited this sentence silently, whether it was the few remaining insiders or passers-by who were puzzled, they all stared at Jing Lin, as if they wanted to spy out something from Mr. Linsong.However, Mr. Linsong neither dodges nor has any emotions.

At this moment, Li Rong remembered the heavy rain, Jing Lin he was carrying, and Jing Lin cried bitterly in the rain, even though he was embarrassed, he was a human being.But now that he is sitting opposite Jinglin, he can see that this is not a human being, but a sword of the world that has been tempered.

Lord Linsong has no heart.

Dongjun slipped away halfway, he was lying on the old stone, his face was covered with a Barbara handkerchief.He blew up the corner of the veil in dissatisfaction, and said: "What's so good about a dead man? He blinded my eyes of hope. Look at him, is he still human? He can't even laugh or cry."

Drunken Mountain Monk sat facing the pool, holding his magic wand in his arms, and replied: "Looking upright and dignified, he must be a decent person."

"You shouldn't be judged by your appearance. I'm also a decent person." Dong Jun said.

Drunken Mountain Monk sneered: "You're just wearing human skin."

"It's better than having a freak in your heart." Dong Jun sneered, "A few days ago, he went to the Buddhist altar again, and people just didn't like it. I said earlier that your heart is in the world of mortals, and you are definitely not clean."

Drunken Mountain Monk paused for a while, watching the ripples on the surface of the pool, he said, "I've already forgotten."

"What's your stick called?"

"Falling the devil."

"Nowadays there are no demons in the world, who do you descend to? You just have a difficult knot in your heart, and you are trapped in the past." Dong Jun put his arm on his pillow and said, "I conclude that you will never be able to become a Buddha in this life."

"Who says there are no demons in the world." Drunken Mountain Monk turned his head halfway, "I will not leave until you die."

Dongjun suddenly laughed heartily, and he said: "What a bald donkey! You just said it hypocritically, but you just want to use my light to achieve eternal life! You have been stuck in Zhenjing for a hundred years, why don't you log in to Dacheng?"

Drunken Mountain Monk looked at the lotus, but did not answer this question.He picked out the threads of love, but found that the threads of love were tied in his heart.He is often drunk and crazy, and every time he kneels in front of the Buddhist gate, it is actually just a futile cover-up.He closed his eyes, and it was that glance back.When he opened his eyes, he saw hundreds of years of loneliness.It is too difficult to be a person, he has long been a prison, even if the talent is peerless, he will never be able to enter the realm of great success.

Dongjun closed his eyes and fell asleep, and heard the drunk mountain monk get up and leave.He knew that there would be no answer to this question, but he seemed to have already understood the reason.He is an evil spirit, wearing human skin and mixing in the world, but these thousand years still make him half-understand.

After lying down for some time, Dong Jun figured that it was time for Jing Lin to come.Unexpectedly, with a raised handkerchief on his face, he opened a pair of eager eyes.

Dong Jun smiled immediately: "Little Hades, you've neglected me!"

Barking at Luo Su's love of beauty, seeing Dongjun slack on his arms, he didn't feel slighted at all, but said in surprise and joy: "Did I bother you enough for a little rest?"

"Hey." Dong Jun slowly got up halfway, and held the other corner of the handkerchief, the corners of his peach blossom eyes were full of beauty.He said, "How can you be bothering me when you come to find me? I'm here to wait for you."

Seeing his happy face, which was very different from the rumors, Wu Luo couldn't help showing enthusiasm on his face: "Wait, wait for me?"

"Is my face good-looking?" Dong Jun propped his elbows on his knees, raised his face and told Bai Luo to see enough.

Wu Luo nodded vigorously, without blinking for a moment.

"Then what do you want to taste?" Dong Jun cunningly held Wei Luo's finger along the handkerchief, and moved closer.

Wei Luo suddenly covered his mouth and nose, feeling that the heat was about to gushe out.When he saw Dong Jun approaching, his legs were going weak.Unexpectedly, when the atmosphere was so beautiful, Dongjun suddenly pulled him onto the old stone with all his strength, pressed him down with lightning speed, and blinked again.

"If you love your looks so much, I will reward you."

The fierce look came out in an instant, approaching in front of the bark, the shock of this moment made bark yell loudly, turned over and was about to run.Dong Jun grabbed his ankle and easily pulled him back.

He Luo covered his face and wept loudly, not daring to look at him again.

Dongjun laughed loudly, looked at him with his head propped up, and said, "Beauties are not allowed to have gray hair, you little ghost is really annoying. Hey, I am so ugly, so ugly."

From between his fingers, Wu Luo saw that Dong Jun had regained his beauty, but his whole body was already weak.Dongjun is fierce in nature, even Canglong will be shocked, He Tiweiluo is just a weasel, he is so frightened that he almost screams "ji".

"When you go to the upper realm in the future, remember that beauties are full of thorns. Under the color, they may have bloody mouths. Like me, it is even more terrifying to eat from time to time." Dong Jun let go, "If you don't run away, Wait until I take off your clothes and pickle your vegetables."

He said pickled vegetables, but Wu Luo thought they were eunuchs!This time, not only was his mind hurt, but he didn't even care about fear, he kicked Dongjun away angrily, and ran away crying.Halfway through the run, he almost bumped into Jing Lin.Jing Lin dodged sideways, but Wu Luo didn't even look at him. He was full of Dong Jun, a bastard, and felt that the Nine Heavens Realm was his sad place, and he never wanted to come again!

Dongjun blew on the handkerchief, feeling that the handkerchief was as thin as its owner, and could be broken with a single poke.Seeing Jing Lin approaching, he rubbed the handkerchief and put it into his sleeve.

"Teasing him." Dong Jun said, "Why can't you even laugh?"

Jing Lin stood still and said, "Let's go."

Dong Jun jumped off the rock in embarrassment, and walked side by side with Jing Lin.He folded his fan and fanned the wind, and said: "Zhongdu has been buried in heavy snow for nearly a month, you just need to let the snow stop, and I can take care of the rest."

Jing Lin hummed.

Dong Jun said: "It's not easy to handle the job in the north. There will be trouble if the monsters have no leader. I'm afraid it will take some work. But I think you must have made up your mind by touching the sword with your fingertips."

Jing Lin retracted her fingertips slightly and said, "You are very unlikable."

Dongjun smiled: "To each other. This errand has been done earlier, so you and I don't have to obstruct each other's eyes anymore. But speaking of it, what do I hate? It's just that I'm beautiful."

Jing Lin went out with him, and the guards of the boundary division saw them both, and didn't want a name tag, so they just prostrated and saluted, allowing them to pass.

Dongjun said: "How does it feel when everyone bows down?"

"It's the same."

"Honest and dignified." Dong Jun waved his folding fan, "This taste is clearly irresistible, otherwise why would everyone want to be a master?"

Jing Lin was silent for a moment, then said: "You and I are not human."

Dong Jun said: "This makes people feel much more comfortable. I don't want to disturb you in retreat, so I can only do some brother's love at this moment. My dear brother, do you still remember the matter?"

The wind blows their long hair, and there is no one else in the sea of ​​clouds.

Jing Lin said: "Remember clearly."

"I don't think so." Dong Jun tilted his head and said in a harsh voice, "Jing Lin, Emperor Cang is dead."

Jing Lin didn't move his eyebrows, and asked back: "Do I recognize this person?"

With the wind blowing his sleeves, Mr. Linsong repeated calmly.

"Do I recognize this man?"

When the bell rang suddenly, Dong Jun covered the ringing with his backhand, and said with a smile: "I don't know, I just let you know. This man is considered a hero, but he died a miserable death, which is pitiful."