Daoist, I am not fragrant!

Ushio

A thin, white hand quietly lifted the bed curtain of Tang red, and after waving it out of thin air without hearing any movement outside, Zhong Tang poked his head out suddenly.

The warm morning light illuminated the room brightly, and under the slightly opened small window, there were phantoms of a few Tang flower petals, which disappeared without a trace when the wind blew.

It was a rare, quiet morning—a rare morning when Li Bizhi was not around.

Zhong Tang smiled lightly with his eyes wide open, and quickly took off the thin spring shirt from the wooden shelf beside him, and put it on himself, covering his body with sporadic red marks with great difficulty.

Then gently pushed the door open, making sure there was no one there, and then slipped out on tiptoe.

Such a thief-like behavior is really helpless.During the battle in the desert that day, the evil spirit suppressing star almost chopped him up and wiped him out.But maybe it's because the heavens are really sentient, but there are some opportunities left in the dark.

Although the Tang tree was destroyed, the wooden sword that was drawn from the core of the tree remained.Zhong Tang's soul should have escaped with the wood, but accidentally attached to the wooden sword, and was reborn.

There are too many coincidences in it, and if there is a slight mistake, there will be no turning back. Zhong Tang knows this very well, and Li Bizhi also knows it.

Perhaps it was because of the pain of the sudden loss of a loved one, or because he cherished this new life and reunion too much. Since Zhongtang jumped from the branch of the crabapple, from Xili to Dachong, from Lin'an to Jinwu, Li Bizhi almost Inseparable from him.

——Of course, it's not that Zhong Tang doesn't like this, in the past he was always pestering Li Bizhi, but now the senior brother can turn around and follow him all the time, Zhong Tang's heart is naturally extremely beautiful.

But as the days go by, it is inevitable that small troubles will arise.

Therefore, when the cloud || rain last night, Zhong Tang leaned softly in the arms of his senior brother, listening to Li Bizhi casually telling him that he needs to get up early tomorrow and ask Wen Wei to deal with the new disciples, Zhong Tang suddenly said I feel a little more energetic.

Then he pestered Li Bizhi, pointing his fingertips and talking about all kinds of quarrels between himself and Wenwei. In a word, he would never go to see Wenwei with him tomorrow.

Naturally, Li Bizhi couldn't justify him, and he was also aware of the conflict between Zhong Tang and Wenwei, so he had no choice but to agree.

Zhong Tang finally won this half-day "leisure" for himself.

In the small courtyard outside the door, there were still fine and broken crabapple petals fluttering with the wind, but unlike before, some of these petals would still turn into phantoms and dissipate after falling, while some actually fell in place.

Zhong Tang habitually turned his head to look at the crabapple tree in the middle of the courtyard—Li Bizhi was worried about leaving his new tree in the desert of Xili any longer, so he transplanted it back to be the same as the original tree in the courtyard. The phantom of Begonia overlapped.

"Meow..." At this moment, the yellow raccoon, whose body was covered in flowers, suddenly slipped over and rubbed against Zhong Tang's leg.

It's a pity that this time, Zhong Tang didn't intend to hug it up, instead he raised his chin and raised his eyes and said, "Oh, it's really rare, do you still remember to come to me?"

Huang Li'er's ears trembled, but he didn't listen at all, and continued to yell while circling Zhong Tang.

Zhong Tang was so rubbed by it that he couldn't walk, so he had to bend down to pick it up, hooked his fluffy tail and asked, "Why, aren't you following Yiyuan today?"

"Meow." Huang Li'er seemed a little annoyed at the mention of Wei Yiyuan, and let out a short cry, arching his head straight into Zhong Tang's arms.

Seeing Huang Li'er's reaction, Zhong Tang became interested. You must know that since Wei Yiyuan came to the Golden Crow Temple, Huang Li'er had forgotten Zhong Tang as the "master" and stayed in Yiyuan's house all day long. around.

Perhaps it is because of childhood experience that Yiyuan is also very close to the yellow raccoon, taking care of it with all his heart, so that the yellow raccoon is even more reluctant to leave.

But now...Looking at the situation, Huang Li'er seemed to be at odds with Wei Yiyuan.

Zhong Tang really couldn't understand its "meow meow" words, so he simply walked out of the small courtyard with the yellow raccoon in his arms, and went straight to watch.

I happened to meet Fang Hefeng on the road, probably because of his age, the originally short and fat boy also started to suffer from twitches, after half a year, he really lost a lot of weight, and now he looks a bit handsome.

"Little Martial Uncle!" Seeing Zhong Tang coming, Fang Hefeng quickly raised his hand to greet him, and looked behind him specially: "Why, isn't Martial Uncle Li with you?"

"He went to your second uncle, you think I can still go?" Zhong Tang shook his head leisurely with Huang Lier in his arms, not wanting to say more, then asked: "Where is Yi Yuan? Did you see him?" Yet?"

The yellow raccoon meowed a few more times, and wanted to grab Zhong Tang's hand with its claws, but Zhong Tang moved them one by one, and put them into his arms again.

"Hey, isn't the yellow raccoon with Junior Brother Wei?" Fang Hefeng just saw the yellow raccoon at this moment, bent down to touch it, but was almost scratched by it, so he had to stop and said angrily: "Junior Brother Wei Just now at the front hall, I was also helping to assign new disciples."

"Oh," Zhong Tang nodded thoughtfully, pinched the yellow raccoon's waving paw with his fingertips, and said to it deliberately: "It's in the front hall, I'll send you to find it right away."

The yellow raccoon became furious and couldn't bear it anymore, biting Zhong Tang's fingertips——

Of course, no matter how unhappy Huang Li'er was, Zhong Tang carried him to the front hall of the Golden Crow Temple.

In the past, there were many pilgrims, and the Golden Crow Temple Hall, which was full of tourists, is now even more lively.

The Golden Crow Monastery has always accepted disciples regardless of their backgrounds, but only by virtue of fate. Last night Zhong Tang heard Li Bizhi discuss with him that this year at least thirty or forty new disciples will enter the monastery.

These disciples were both male and female, the youngest was eight or nine years old, and the oldest was no more than fifteen or sixteen years old. With so many young people gathering together, it was natural that there would be a commotion.

Huang Li'er was also tired of arguing with Zhong Tang at this moment, and let Zhong Tang go around asking Wei Yiyuan's whereabouts, and bit his red clothes sullenly and got angry.

Not long after, Zhong Tang actually asked.

"Junior brother Wei, he just went to the Lanhuiyuan to help a few new junior sisters pack their luggage." The little disciple who was asked answered bluntly, but by chance, he caught a glimpse of Zhongtang's lips curling up in an unclear way With a smile: "Little uncle? Do you have something to do with him?"

Zhong Tang fiddled with Huang Li'er's tail, nodded: "There are some things, I just go there by myself, you go to work."

From the name, you can tell that it is the place where the women in the temple live. This spring day, all the flowers are in full bloom. When Zhong Tang walked there with the yellow raccoon in his arms, he saw Wei Yiyuan talking with some women through the flowers. The disciple speaks.

As the eldest disciple of Li Fangzhi, these days, Wei Yiyuan's gloomy air when he first met in the palace has almost disappeared. Inherent nobility.

Really a handsome young man.

"Why, are you upset because of this?" Zhong Tang lowered his head, suppressed a smile and continued to fiddle with the yellow raccoon's tail. The yellow raccoon let out a "meow" and ignored him.

"Yi Yuan was born so well, it's right for the female disciples to like him, maybe in a few years, he will probably choose someone to be his Taoist partner..."

Huang Li'er's little head lifted up all of a sudden, and he opened his mouth to scream, but fell down on Zhongtang's arm again in frustration.

"So, it's useless for you to be sad now." Zhong Tang hugged it, sat down in the shade of a flower, and said casually: "If you don't want to have that day, you can't just be a yellow raccoon forever. "

This time, Huang Li'er didn't make a sound, but raised his head and looked at Wei Yiyuan who was talking with some female disciples not far away.

I don't know if he felt something, but Wei Yiyuan happened to turn his head and saw them, and after talking to the female disciples in a hurry, he rushed over.

"Little Martial Uncle." He first saluted Zhong Tang, but his eyes were always on Cat Zai: "The yellow raccoon really went to your place... There were too many people in the front hall just now, and it disappeared when I turned around." gone."

Zhong Tang smiled after hearing this, and didn't say much, just raised his hand and put the yellow raccoon into Wei Yiyuan's arms: "Here, I returned it, this time you have to hug it well, and throw it away again." I can't handle it anymore."

Wei Yiyuan took Huang Li'er and thanked Zhong Tang again and again, Huang Li'er also hugged him again, but there was... something different in his eyes.

Seeing its appearance, Zhong Tang couldn't help laughing again, and waved his hand to let Wei Yiyuan take it away, but he himself was still sitting in the shade of flowers.

This sitting lasted for another half an hour, until Li Bizhi finished asking about Wei's affairs, and found him after inquiring all the way.

"How did you remember this place?"

Zhong Tang heard a familiar voice behind him, turned his head slightly and saw the Taoist priest in a dark blue robe, walking towards him, the deserted breath was mixed with a little Tang fragrance that hadn't been dyed from him last night.

Zhong Tang didn't speak, just smiled and stretched out his hands to Li Bizhi, as if in a gesture of begging for a hug.

Li Bizhi naturally understood what he meant, walked slowly in front of Zhong Tang, hugged him into his arms, and asked softly, "What are you thinking about?"

Zhong Tang hugged Li Bizhi's neck with both hands, and the scarlet sleeves slipped off, and he leaned against Li Bizhi's chest together: "Brother, will you fall in love with a crabapple tree?"

Li Bizhi didn't know what kind of novel idea he came up with, so he just lowered his head and kissed his forehead: "Yes, I still love him now."

Zhong Tang laughed suddenly, but he knew that Li Bizhi didn't understand his original intention, so he stretched out his hand and touched his long and cool lips: "I mean... If I hadn't transformed, I would just be a crabapple Shu, will senior brother still be tempted?"

As soon as this question was asked, Zhong Tang also felt that he had made trouble unreasonably, but he didn't feel guilty at all, instead, he waited for Li Bizhi's answer with more interest.

"meeting."

A short word rang in Zhong Tang's ears. Zhong Tang blinked in surprise, but continued to hook Li Daochang's neck, raised his head and asked, "Senior brother, how did you know that? I'm afraid he was coaxing me to play." of."

Unexpectedly, Li Bizhi was not at all ambiguous, just brushed the hair that was rubbing against his face for Zhong Tang, kissed his lips lightly, and said in a low voice: "If you hadn't moved your heart in the past, you wouldn't have germinated and transformed into a new form." .”

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The little goblin's boring and sweet day begins~

感谢在2020-11-1514:38:40~2020-11-1823:11:50期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Qianqianqianke;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Caiwei rabbit 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!