Dressed as the protagonist Shou's brother who died young

"When will Abbot Huiyin take his obeisance?"

"Tomorrow," Yin Weizhi turned his eyes to look at him, "There is already a gap between the Five Great Immortal Gates and the Jingyin Temple because of Huiyin. Only a few disciples will watch this pubi. What does Ah Su want to do?"

Yin Su lightly tapped on the jade on his waist, and thought flashed across the corner of his eyes, "The Buddha's relics will be left behind after the great virtue's pilgrimage. If Huiyin is connected with the demon world and killed many disciples of the Immortal Sect, will the relics be left behind?"

"Yes," Yin Weizhi explained: "Buddhist relics gather the merits of monks' precepts and wisdom. Huiyin has been in charge of Buddhist temples for thousands of years, and has his own merits and virtues."

"Thank you father for explaining."

When the two left, it was already evening, and the icy yellow sunset was approaching the Buddhist temple in the distance, which seemed to be covered with a layer of maple-colored haze.

Wen Song took a look and quickly looked away.

After following the guide to the residence, Wen Song ran to the bed and sat on it. He opened his hand and beckoned to Yin Su, "Su Su, let's double cultivate now!"

Yin Su still stopped at the door, he raised his eyes and bumped into Wen Song's bright eyes, suddenly a little more nervous in his heart, "You...get off the bed first."

Seeing that the tip of Yinsu's ears started to turn red again, Wen Song felt a sense of teasing. He found that whether it was Yinsu who was cold and cold when holding the sword, or Yinsu who was shy and nervous now, he was delighted at first sight. , he put on his shoes, walked to the door in two or three steps, and then jumped on him, "Get down, and then?"

Yin Su hurriedly hugged him. Facing Wen Song's cunning eyes, he felt a throbbing in his heart. This throbbing caused a sudden numbness in his neck being held.

Seeing that Yin Su was silent, Wen Song let go of one hand and waved it in front of his eyes, "Su Su."

Yin Su let out a "hmm", he hugged Wen Song, walked slowly to the bed, and sat down.

He hugged the person in the posture of holding a child, and when he sat down like this, the breaths of the two were intertwined, hot and burning.

"The double cultivation of monks can't be completed in a day or two. Tomorrow is the day of Abbot Huiyin's pilgrimage. I have some doubts. I want to go and see for myself," Yin Su said, rubbing his forehead against Wen Song's Ceng, "When we return to the sect, we can do double cultivation, is that okay?"

The hot air from Yinsu's mouth brushed against Wen Song's lips, causing him to lick his lips unconsciously. He looked at Yinsu's face that was close at hand, and his face turned red, "Yeah."

Yin Su chuckled. He looked at Wen Song's lips that were as red as blood, and tightened his palms around Wen Song's waist. Naturally, their lips touched together.

Warm, moist, and a little hazy.

Wen Song closed his eyes unconsciously, and let the ambiguity ferment in the air. He felt his heart beat faster, and the sound of "dong dong" seemed to be beating in his ears. His fingers curled up, feeling helpless Grab Yin Su's clothes.

This is a kiss that couldn't be more shallow, just a light touch on the lips, the tenderness is mixed with lingering, and the lingering is also very precious.

After a long time, the two separated. Yin Su pushed Wen Song's messy temple hair aside and said, "Okay, let's practice!"

Wen Song, who was immersed in warmth: "...??"

He stared at Yin Su in a daze, and couldn't believe what he heard.

"Cultivation?"

Inju nodded.

Wen Song took a deep breath, pushed the person away, crawled aside angrily, and began to meditate.

Yin Su looked at Wen Song whose eyes were closed and his eyelashes were still shaking, with a smile in his eyes. He moved to Wen Song's side, took out the ring given by Yin Weizhi, and raised his index finger.

When Wen Song was caught by the wrist, he opened his eyes. He looked at the ring that was about to be wrapped around his fingertips, and shrank his hands.

Yin Su looked up at him, with a smile on his face, "So angry that you don't even plan to take Najie?"

"No," Wen Song moved his fingers, replacing his index finger with his ring finger, "wear this."

Yin Su changed a finger graciously, "Is there any difference?"

Wen Song looked at Yin Su holding his hand and wearing the ring for him, and his anger dissipated before he knew it, "In our place, Taoist couples... will wear the ring on the On the ring finger."

Hearing this, Yin Su took out another Na ring and prepared to wear it on his ring finger.

Wen Song took his hand.

Yin Su asked him, "What's wrong?"

Wen Song moved his butt, and took the ring from his hand, "I'll wear it for you."

Yin Su was stunned for a moment, then smiled lightly, as if the spring breeze had touched the blue waves, "Okay."

Wen Song held his palm and slowly pushed Na Ring into his knuckles. He lowered his eyes slightly, his eyes were full of seriousness.

After putting it on, he folded his hand on Yinsu's hand, and touched his ring, making a blunt sound, and at the same time, half a crescent moon hung in the corner of his eyes...

Early the next morning, Yin Su took people to Jingyin Temple.

"Susu, what are we doing here?"

"Today is the day of Abbot Huiyin's funeral, maybe there will be some clues."

Wen Song nodded, and walked quietly on the bluestone slab.

After the two came to the main hall, they stood in the last position. Apart from the monks, as Yin Weizhi said, there were few disciples of the five great immortal sects in the hall.

With the sound of the monks chanting sutras, Huiyin, who was sitting on the lotus platform, was sent into the main hall and began to perform puja.

Not long after, the flame penetrated into Huiyin's body and soaked into his flesh and blood. Wen Song watched from a distance, but didn't see anything. After thinking for a while, he quietly took out the Mingxin mirror and took a look at the lotus platform.

When he saw the picture reflected in the Mingxin Mirror, his pupils dilated slightly. The person sitting on the lotus platform had the skin of Huiyin, but his flesh and blood concealed a radiant Buddha relic, which was not tempered by fire. The sarira, but the complete sarira that was placed in it, seemed to fall directly after the Dabi.

Wen Song held Yin Su's palm and said via voice transmission: "Su Su, the people on the lotus platform seem to have...something wrong."

Listening to his unsteady tone, Yin Su asked, "What did you find?"

Wen Song described what he saw through the Mingxin Mirror, "Although Master Yin said that Abbot Huiyin could leave the relic, but now the puja has just begun, how could a complete relic appear?"

"Is the person on the lotus platform really Abbot Huiyin?"

Yin Su didn't doubt Wen Song's words, he looked at the ongoing Dabi and was about to leave immediately.

Wen Song followed.

When they left the main hall, a yellow-clothed monk came to stop them, "During the Dabi, you are not allowed to enter or leave without authorization."

Yin Su looked at the thin-cheeked monk, and suddenly understood his intentions. There was already a rift between the Five Great Immortals and the Jingyin Temple. Naturally, there would be no great powers to participate in the Dabi. If no one finds out, the Dabi can go smoothly , if someone finds out, then those juniors who came can easily stop them, and when the Dabi is over, everything will be settled.

Yin Su took out the sword talisman and injected it with spiritual power, and the sword intent spread out in an instant, extending to the entire Buddhist temple.

After the monk smashed the sword talisman, even though he wanted to suppress the sword intent, his movements were still a step slower.

Yin Weizhi sensed his sword intent and came to the Hongzheng Palace in an instant. He walked up to Yin Su and asked, "What happened?"

Wen Song on the side handed over the Mingxin mirror, "Sovereign, there is something wrong with Abbot Huiyin's body."

Yin Weizhi took the mirror and pointed it at the lotus platform. In the mirror, apart from Huiyin's body, was the complete relic. He raised his hand and grabbed it, and the colorful colored glaze sealed in Huiyin's body flew out instantly.

He scrutinized the Buddha relic in his hand carefully, and after a while, he glanced at the monk of Jingyin Temple, his voice was frosty, "I still don't know, did the Buddha relic take shape like this?"

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