Daoist, I am not fragrant!

"Can I still trust you?" Zhong Tang closed his eyes, and leaned against Li Bizhi's arms somewhat weakly.

Li Bizhi circled Zhong Tang's body, as if responding, he lowered his head and kissed him on the forehead.

Zhong Tang smiled again, with a bit of bitterness, and then forced to say: "Forget it, it's only seven months, so I'll trust you again."

"If at that time, you still keep it from me, I will investigate it myself."

"It's a big deal that the whole Lin'an City will make a fuss. There is always something to figure out about Jinwu Taiyuan."

"Zhong Tang... don't do this." Hearing what he said, Li Bizhi couldn't help but frowned slightly, but Zhong Tang just looked up at him, without the slightest sign of flinching, obviously intending to do what he said.

After a while, Li Bizhi finally sighed in a low voice, stroked Zhong Tang's back, and said slowly: "Lin'an...is a very good place, I always wanted to take you back to see it."

"You should have grown up in a prosperous and prosperous town. At that time, I thought that you would like it here."

Zhong Tang's eyes froze, this was the first time Li Bizhi mentioned the past to him.

"But I also know that Lin'an City is also an extremely dangerous place. There are not many hidden traps behind the lights of thousands of families here. If I really bring you back, can I protect you?"

"But you came after all."

"Zhong Tang, promise me, don't deliberately try to fool around in Lin'an..."

When Li Bizhi said these words, his frown became tighter and tighter.Zhong Tang finally couldn't help raising his hand, and lightly pressed down on the center of his brow.

He forgot many things, and he couldn't fully understand what Li Bizhi was saying at the moment.

But Li Bizhi's current expression made him feel unspeakably sad.

What kind of regrets did they have in those memories that were forgotten by him and hidden by Li Bizhi?

"Then keep your word," Zhong Tang let go of the previous stalemate, wearily as usual.Rubbing his forehead against Li Bizhi's shoulder, he said softly in his arms: "Watch me closely, don't give me a chance to mess around."

"As long as you are by my side, don't lie to me again, and I will be obedient."

"Okay," Li Bizhi lowered his head, sniffing the faint fragrance of flowers in Zhong Tang's hair, his voice seemed to be light as well: "I won't lie to you again about this matter..."

The ancient bell at noon came from outside the window, deep and long.

At the place where the sound of the bell originated, in the grand Golden Crow Temple with heavy gates, the principal of the temple, Wen Jizheng, lit a stick of long-lasting incense on a candle, offering it to the remnant stele engraved with the word "loyalty".

"Yesterday, the Holy Majesty gave names to those soldiers raised in the defense of the city." Wen Wei, holding a fly whisk, walked into Yuan Yi Hall, stood beside the dark statue, and looked at Wen Ji from afar.

The bright sunlight shone down through the roof of the hall, and the smoke of the long incense rose slowly, over the pale sideburns of Wen Ji, but he just smiled and asked like a chat: "Oh, I don't know what it's called?"

"Enlightened," Wen Wei stepped forward, stood beside his senior brother, and repeated in a deep voice, "Enlightened Wei."

"That's a good name," Wenji nodded, his face still peaceful, "A prosperous and enlightened world is my Da Chong's vision."

"Brother clearly knows that the word 'enlightened' is not the only meaning!" Wen Weinu waved the fly whisk in his hand, looked up at the word "loyalty" on the remnant stele: "Enlightened is the divine beast Lu Wu, handed down from generation to generation. To be in charge of the Nine Departments and the gardens for the Emperor of Heaven... With such a name, what does the Emperor want to do, senior brother still can't see?"

Wen Ji was silent for a while, and then calmly cleaned up the ashes: "The Holy One has his own decision, and we cannot interfere."

"Senior brother!" Wen Wei expressed haste in his words, persuading Wen Ji: "The emperor will no longer be able to tolerate two views. If we continue to sit and wait for death like this, there may no longer be a place for the Golden Crow in Lin'an."

Ask Ji Shu and close his eyes, why can't he see what the emperor means.For a hundred years, no matter how they fought in private, Jinwu and Taiyuan have always been the two imperial temples guarding Lin'an, and they both have a status and prestige that cannot be underestimated for Lin'an and Da Chong.

The two views are attached to the Dachong royal family, but the Dachong royal family also needs to rely on the Taoist temple to suppress evil spirits.

But obviously, the current Holy Majesty is tired of this seemingly balanced restraint.

"Senior brother, everything is not a foregone conclusion now, we still have time," Wenwei looked at Wenji's face, and lowered his voice: "The emperor gave the enlightened guard to King Ning, if we can help others ascend the throne..."

"Speak carefully!" Before Wen Wei finished speaking, Wen Ji interrupted his words, his words were rare and severe: "Golden Crow Temple is not involved in the battle for the position, Junior Brother, have you forgotten?"

"But senior brother—" Wen Wei wanted to persuade him again, but seeing Wen Ji's expression, he had no choice but to take the words back.

The two were speechless for a while, and after a long time asked Ji to speak again, but what he talked about was something else: "Recently, what is Bizhi doing?"

Mentioning Li Bizhi, Wen Wei's face showed a bit of anger: "What can he do! Isn't he fascinated by that little goblin all day long!"

Wen Ji smiled helplessly after hearing this, and comforted him: "Although that child is a monster, he has not gone astray, and... if we want to talk about it, we are sorry for him."

Wenwei obviously didn't want to mention anything related to Zhong Tang, but he didn't want to get angry at his senior brother, so he waved the whisk in his hand to sulk himself.

Wen Ji shook his head, skipped Zhong Tang in his words, and continued to talk about Li Bizhi: "The day before yesterday, I heard that you asked Bizhi to do something again."

Wen Wei's face froze slightly, but he still admitted: "Yes, news came from Prince Ning's mansion that his prince's body was abnormal, and he might have encountered a demon, so he asked the two priests to go."

Because he had just finished talking about Kai Mingwei, Wei Sheng was afraid that his brother might misunderstand, so he hurriedly argued: "I just want to give him some serious business, so that he doesn't have to think about that little fairy all day long, and I don't mean to let him assassinate King Ning. !"

"Junior Brother, don't worry." Wen Ji nodded with a smile, of course he understood Wen Ji's character: "If Junior Brother really wants to do something, he won't send him away."

Wenwei snorted, and before he could say anything else, Wenji said hesitantly: "It's nothing to do with it, but...how did I hear that there is something romantic about Prince Ning's Mansion and Liangguan?" Here comes the rhyme."

"Who is spreading rumors and causing trouble!"

Wen Wei may not know that those who spread rumors and make troubles may have already spread all over Lin'an City.

But after that day, Zhong Tang was lying on the cabinet thinking about it when he had nothing to do, no matter what he said, he could be regarded as getting Li Daochang's promise, even if he waited another seven months, it would be fine, so he finally let go of one thing for the time being.

But...he couldn't forget the shackles that locked Li Bizhi's ankles.

The shackles must have something to do with him, thinking about it now, every time Li Bizhi gets close to him, he is probably suffering from the shackles that imprisoned his wrists, which makes Zhong Tang worry again for a while.

Annoyed by this, he couldn't help moving the pot of bluegrass on the cabinet again, and took the little gold scissors to cut off the leaves.Instead, the yellow raccoon who had been dozing by the basin was woken up again, and meowed vaguely several times.

Zhong Tang scissored and scissored, distractedly listening to the chats of a few regular customers next to him.

"Hey, Brother Wang, what happened to Prince Ning's Mansion last time, did it come to fruition? Did it fall in love with Jinwu's or Taiyuan's?"

At first Zhong Tang thought it was just an ordinary dispute between two views, and didn't take it seriously, but then he heard someone say: "What Jinwu or Taiyuan? Is Prince Ning's residence going to do something?"

"Hey, you don't know yet!" The man who was called Brother Wang before began to discuss with great interest: "In the beginning, it was indeed Prince Ning's mansion who invited the Taoist priests on both sides to do things."

"Jin Wu's side is Li Daochang, and Taiyuan's side is Si Daochang... You all know that these two Daoist priests look very handsome."

"That's the case, but the practice of catching monsters is not based on appearance, is it?"

"The monster catcher really doesn't watch it," that old brother Wang slapped his hands, but his voice became louder: "But you have to watch it when you choose a son-in-law."

With a "click", Zhong Tang cut off the leaves of the orchid grass with a smile on his lips. The yellow raccoon felt a little dangerous for no reason, so he couldn't help hugging his tail.

That old brother Wang was still talking loudly: "The day the two priests entered Prince Ning's mansion, it happened that Princess Fengxi was visiting his cousin."

"It is said that the princess fell in love with one of the Taoist priests on the spot, and the Holy Majesty has already planned to give a marriage order."

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What's more, today is another two thousand and five ducks

There won't be any bloody cannon fodder female supporting plot

Although a certain duck loves Gouxue Wen so much recently cough cough cough