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There was a black dragon that was molting and defenseless, and the two could only spend the night in the forest.

The leaves are as dense as a cover, and even after a night of snow, the dead leaves on the ground are still very dry, and they will make a crisp sound when stepped on.Wen Bufan gathered a pile of dead leaves, picked up some dried branches, and lit a fire to keep warm in the dark and cold night.

The new wind passed through the forest, sparks crackled and exploded, and the ashes of burning firewood fluttered and scattered in front of my eyes.Yaobai disliked the fact that the ashes would stain his clothes, so he climbed up a tree and plucked a few thick and wide leaves and weaved them together to make a simple umbrella.The two of them huddled under the umbrella, which also blocked the dripping water from the snow on the tree.

The flames burned his face a little hot.The two were so close that Yao Bai couldn't help turning his head to look at Wen Bufan.He closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.

Wen Bufan is always good-looking.No matter what kind of situation you are standing in front of him, you are always good-looking.He has always felt that he is a superficial bird, as long as it is good-looking, it will take pity on it.But today when he was quietly holding Wen Bufan's hand, a different kind of emotion sprouted in his heart, a bud sprouted tremblingly and extremely joyfully, and rushed upward like a broken bamboo.This feeling was strange and unfamiliar, he even felt that as long as he got closer to Wen Bufan, the crazily growing spores would suddenly bloom with a "bang".

The monk's face is beautiful, and the monk's hands are easy to touch.His gaze slowly narrowed into a bundle, and fell on Wen Bufan's lightly closed lips.After watching for a long time like this, Yao Bai suddenly stretched out his hand out of nowhere, moved forward little by little, touched Wen Bufan's fingertips, then passed the back of his hand inch by inch, and finally put his hand in his palm, and put his fingers together. Embedded, clasped tightly.The spores growing on the heart seem to be swaying in the warm spring breeze.

The strangeness in his hand startled Wen Bufan, and the dancing flames were imprinted on his light-colored and waveless eyes.He looked around and saw two clasped hands.

Yao Bai didn't realize he was caught, he looked up and smiled very satisfied, "You're awake."

Wen Bufan's eyes still rested on the overlapping hands of the two, as if he was a little puzzled.

"I'm afraid you're cold." Yao Bai simply put his other hand on it, covered Wen Bufan's hand and rubbed it back and forth, until his heart became numb, "Is it warmer?"

Wen Bufan nodded, "It's warm."

The snow melts at night, dripping on the umbrella leaves.Yao Bai fell asleep in a daze just listening to the sound.I don't know if the fire was burning enough, but sleeping in the unobstructed wild forest didn't feel cold at all, but it was extraordinarily comfortable.

On the second day, the sun lifts the leaves like mountains and brings temperature and light to the forest.

Yaobai woke up with a strange noise, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the black flood dragon coiled on the pile of dead leaves.He has shed a layer of skin, and the color of the outer skin looks darker, but it is not like the dull black before, and the luster is seen in the winding, and the sunlight shines on it, refracting a gorgeous light.

Yao Bai slept brightly and dizzily, squinting his eyes and dazedly saw the black flood dragon lying under the tree like a loach in the mud, slowly twisting his body, twisting and twisting, twisting and turning into a person.

Yao Bai was startled, stood up and rubbed his eyes.Sure enough, there was a man who was completely black and not slippery lying under the tree.I saw him groping and sitting up, first looking around blankly, then suddenly turned around quickly as if remembering something.

He saw Yao Bai first, and then saw Wen Bufan who was sitting behind Yao Bai.He hurriedly got up without saying a word, and bowed cautiously in the direction of the two of them.

The man was tall, as strong as his dragon body, and the coarse cloth clothes on his body were bulging.Interestingly, he has such a majestic physique, but he has a round baby face.The round face was just right, a bit more round and silly, less childish and cute, and it had a clean and pleasant appearance.A pair of big almond eyes looked watery, making him even more innocent and pure.It is thought that the dragons are born in the water, so they are born with eyes.

Yaobai reverted to his old ways, for a moment he forgot about yesterday's grievances, and went up to say hello, "Are you feeling alright?"

Hei Jiao nodded, and there were two deep dimples when he laughed.He looked at Wen Bufan, and said again: "Thank you." It was like two people with the violent-tempered Hei Jiao yesterday.Although I have heard that most of the fairies whose source of resentment and evil energy are madness, split mind and confusion, Yao Bai was still shocked after encountering them.

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The black dragon that came out of Heishuitan was named Heishui, the name was chosen by himself, and he had just turned three thousand years old at that time.For the first 3000 years of his life, he practiced peacefully in the Minjiang River Basin, occasionally making waves until the land in the south was in chaos.

Hei Jiao lowered his head slightly, "The creatures in the human world are suffering from the disease. The mortal monks surrounded my cave, accused me of being the source of the disease, and threatened to kill me. The surrounding spirits drove me away in every possible way, so that I would never die." Don’t go back to Heishuitan.” He paused, took a deep breath, as if he had finally swallowed the grievance and resentment in his heart, and then said: “I begged them, fought with them, and did everything. They still destroyed my cave. I was in a hurry, and I didn’t know how many people I killed. After I came out, people kept looking for me to seek revenge. I killed everyone I could beat, and I ran away if I couldn’t.”

After he finished speaking, he lazily leaned against the tree trunk behind him, closed his eyes resignedly, "I don't know if it's luck or not to meet you, tell me, what are you going to do with me?"

Yaobai looked at him with a look of "I love him to death, I'm not happy in life anyway", he was a little tongue-tied for a while, and exchanged a glance with Wen Bufan.

"Of course you are lucky, do you know who he is?" Yao Bai pointed at Wen Bufan.

Heishui didn't even open his eyelids. He was not quick-witted, and he wasn't stupid. Yesterday's quintessential Buddha's light helped him suppress the spirit of turbid air, and the other party was at least of a level capable of ascending to the Brahma Realm.It's just that this Buddha is not like a Buddha in the human world. He has hair, and he doesn't have a string of Buddhist beads that look heavy around his neck, and he doesn't even open his mouth to say that Amitabha turned his back.

Seeing that he was silent, Yaobai introduced himself, "Buddha Lijia knows, he is Lijia's successor and the future master of the Brahma realm."

After he finished speaking quite complacently, he was very satisfied to see the other party's shocked and unbelievable expression, so he patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Although you don't follow the right path, you will be punished if you die, but the Buddha has the virtue of good life. You really—”

A sneer interrupted him, and Yaobai saw Heishui's mocking expression, as if he had just heard a ridiculous joke, "Are you persuading me to turn back?" Heishui looked at Yaobai and said, "The Buddha always persuades people to turn back and be right. But I never teach people how to turn back." He leaned back again and sighed: "The Buddha is high above and does not touch the world, so who knows that most people in this world have nowhere to turn back."

His watery eyes were full of empty silence, as if he didn't care about the road ahead, whether he died today or tomorrow.

Yaobai didn't know what to do when he saw that he didn't eat oil and salt.He was not as merciful as the Buddha, and he just felt unbearable to see him step into the abyss and struggle to escape.Although the black flood dragon has an unpredictable temper and occasionally smells very bad, but his appearance is quite suitable for his eyes.

Yaobai is the best at judging people by their appearance.I always feel that Hei Jiao has a pure and innocent appearance, and his character should not be so bad that it can't be cured.

He had no choice but to look at Wen Bufan again, he didn't seem to care about Fang Cai Heishui's words, he was holding a branch to scratch the mud on the edge of his shoes.Aware that Yao Bai was looking at him, he raised his head and said calmly, "He's right."

Heishui next to him was a little surprised when he heard these words from Wen Bufan's mouth, he was stunned for a moment and couldn't help laughing a few times, he gave a thumbs up and praised: "As expected of the Buddha, it is very different from those monks who chant Amitabha all day long. "

Wen Bufan threw the branch into the sporadic charcoal fire, then looked at Heishui and said: "Yesterday I rescued you voluntarily, and I will not take it as a threat. It is up to you whether to stay or not."

Heishui's jet-black pupils flickered, like starlight hidden in the water, and then he heard Bufan say: "But you killed more than ten lives yesterday, since I saw it, I can't ignore it."

Oh, sure enough, he pulled the corner of his mouth and showed a mocking smile, narrowing his eyes dangerously, "What do you want to do?"

Wen Bufan remained calm, as if no emotion could affect him, "I will teach you to recite the scriptures of rebirth, and you can leave after the undead let go of their grievances and reenter reincarnation."

Listening to this meaning not only can't be taken care of, but also chant scriptures with him at all times.Sure enough, all the monks in the world are the same, and the words are better than the songs.

Heishui thought silently: Anyway, I can't go back home, they are all floating outside, who is not floating with whom?Besides, this monk is not as annoying as he imagined, and he is quite capable. Maybe he can help him suppress the stale air in his body from time to time.

He decided to stay or stay casually, but then he thought of something, and said: "You take me, an evil spirit, to the Brahma Realm, it would be more enjoyable to give me ten tortures on the spot."

Yao Bai said at the right time: "Whoever said that we want to go back to Brahma Realm, we are going to the south."

When Heishui heard this, he felt sad, his pink-carved jade face wrinkled into a bitter gourd, and he immediately regretted: "Can I refuse?"

Wen Bufan said calmly, "Yes."

Until Heishui followed the two of them down the mountain and walked on the Xuerong road, he didn't really understand whether it was because he was too cheap or because Wen Bufan was too insincere when he said yes, so he didn't dare to run.

He was so depressed that he gritted his teeth when he saw Wen Bufan's back.Yao Bai was in a good mood, and walked the road from the thatched cottage to the market many times, either squatting in Wen Bufan's sleeve or in the basket.After regaining human form, I can walk by myself, step on the soft path, touch the weeds on the side of the road, everything is familiar and novel.

He held a leaf umbrella in his hand, like a green mushroom running around.Hei Shuisheng has nothing to love, and he has to endure Yao Bai who is scurrying around from time to time. He is a little annoyed for a while: "Can't you walk well?" After finishing speaking, he realized that the person in front of him was a ruthless fighter in fighting, and he was better than the smiling tiger Buddha. The respect is even more ruthless, not to be easily provoked.He had no choice but to hold his breath, and muttered in a low voice: "You dazzle me."

Yaobai stopped beside him, held up his little green umbrella and looked at him: "Why are you unhappy?"

Heishui gritted his teeth: "I'm very happy."

"Lie." Yao Bai walked side by side with him, "My mother said that when you smile happily, your eyes will bend, just like mine." He smiled and pointed to his upturned eye corners, "But when you smile, your eyes will bend." Not moving."

Heishui curled his lips, "The Buddha's eyes don't move when he smiles, it's very fake."

Yaobai thought for a while, it seemed so, he glanced at Wen Bufan who was walking in front, and said solemnly: "You can't compare with him, he is good-looking, no matter how he smiles, he looks good."

Blackwater: "..."