Leg pendant that regenerates scumbag

When Huan Lin asked, his heart calmed down, like someone waiting for a trial.Sooner or later, one day, they will talk about that bloody past, and Azhan will make his own choice.Huan Lin clenched his hands into fists subconsciously, staring at Xie Zhan, watching his eyelashes tremble, he was eating politely, his cheeks were slightly puffed up, and he was eating very slowly, like a little mouse .

Xie Zhan didn't speak until he finished his meal and put down the empty bowl, then looked at Huan Lin calmly.

Huan Lin's body leaned back on the chair, his body strength seemed to be emptied, and his whole body was weak.This day has really come.

Xie Zhan said calmly, "Yes."

Huan Lin was stunned for a moment, and after a while, a smile that was uglier than crying appeared on his face: "Azhan, I am stupid, I listened to other people's words, which led us to where we are today, all of this is my fault .”

Huan Lin already knew the truth about the past, but Xie Zhan didn't.Huan Lin told about that period of the past, including how his father and his mentor prevented them from being together.The relationship between them went round and round like this, and the two people who were clearly in love had come to an irreversible situation like this.

"As long as I think of you being by my side all those days..." Huan Lin couldn't continue.He woke up too late. If he had woken up earlier, he would not have come to such a desperate situation before entering the city, or during the days when Azhan was with him.One wrong step, one wrong step, it's too late to say anything now.

Huan Lin got up, knelt down in front of Xie Zhan, and grabbed his hand. Azhan's hand was a little cold, and he grasped it even tighter.

"The past can't be changed. No matter how much I regret it, I can't go back to the past. What I'm glad now is that you are still alive and by my side. I still have half my life, and I am willing to spend half my life It’s time to repent.” Huan Lin’s tone was almost pious, “Azhan, you don’t have to love me, you can hate me, but we still have half our lives. If you can’t forgive me, we still have another life.”

Huan Lin faintly sensed something, and was already a little speechless.

After Huan Lin finished speaking, she hardly dared to look up at Xie Zhan's eyes.

Huan Lin's face was buried between the two clasped hands. The tall and majestic man was like a child who made a mistake, at a loss and at a loss, eager to be forgiven.Xie Zhan felt the back of his hands a little wet, looked at his head for a while, and finally just sighed.

Hearing that tone, Huan Lin raised his head and glanced at him blankly: "Azhan..."

Compared with Huan Lin's mood swings, Xie Zhan was much calmer.Rather than being indifferent, it is better to say that his heart has long been cold after experiencing these things.

"Huan Lin, you go out, let me think about it." Xie Zhan said.

Huan Lin stood up, his sharp-edged face was still faintly stained with tears, and his eyes were slightly red.He looked at Azhan silently for a while, then walked out.The moment the door closed, his body slid down along the door, and he just sat there blankly, his gaze fell on the distant sky.It was completely dark, and a few stars could be seen faintly.

Xie Zhan sat there and stretched out his hand. His hand was still pale, and his five fingers were spread out, but they slowly clenched into a fist.

He didn't expect the truth to be like this.No wonder Huan Lin's attitude changed so suddenly.What happened five years ago, if you think about it carefully, is actually a bit weird, as if someone was preventing him from meeting Huan Lin, which made the misunderstanding bigger and bigger.

Fortune tricks people, and God tricks people.

These few words only flashed in Xie Zhan's mind.

Huan Lin guarded the door for a whole day.When Lu Qingtong walked into the yard, he was startled when he saw the person sitting at the door.The emperor's eyes were bloodshot, obviously he hadn't slept all night.

Lu Qingtong hesitated for a moment, but still walked over: "Your Majesty, Song Yan is here."

The emperor brought all the officials to sacrifice to heaven, and Song Yan, as the great Sima, was supposed to come.But he always went his own way, and refused to do it on the grounds of physical discomfort.When he knew that Song Yan would not come, Huan Rin was relieved, but when he heard him suddenly come, his temples also twitched.No one knew what Song Yan was up to.

"Send someone to follow him closely."

Lu Qingtong retreated, Huan Lin heard the movement in the room, and Azhan was already awake, so he knocked on the door.

The door opened by itself, the two of them looked at each other silently, stood silently for a while, Huan Lin walked in, took a deep breath, and sucked in the breath that contained Xie Zhan.

Azhan was still dressed in white, fluttering white clothes, with delicate features, elegant temperament, and very handsome, but Huan Lin felt that he was like a gust of wind, as if he might disappear from his side at any time, and his anxiety became more and more serious.

Huan Lin looked at Xie Zhan with some expectation: "Azhan..."

"Huan Lin, as you said, I can't go back to the old days. It's God's will." Xie Zhan said.

Huan Lin's face turned pale: "Azhan, I need to deal with the matter of offering sacrifices to the heavens. Let's talk about these matters later. If you feel bored, you can walk around in this temple."

After Huan Lin finished speaking, he left, in a hurry and stumbling, as if he was afraid of what Azhan might say later.

Xie Zhan looked at his rapidly disappearing back, his complexion became complicated, and his heart was also disturbed a lot.

As soon as Huan Lin walked out of the gate of the yard, his face became very ugly, his hands clenched into fists, and he slammed on the wall fiercely.

"Qingtong." Huan Lin said suddenly.

"Your Majesty." Lu Qingtong was a little puzzled.

"I will deal with the matter of offering sacrifices to heaven myself. You are here, follow Azhan." Huan Lin said, "No matter where he goes, follow him, but don't let him know."

Xie Zhan walked around Qixia Temple every day. Qixia Temple was very big, but after a few days, Xie Zhan also walked everywhere, except for the corners and courtyards where the officials of the court and the central government gathered.The one he went to the most was Master Wuchen's meditation room, and the more he got in touch with him, he found that the master had an interesting temperament.

"Master is lazy every day. He can fall asleep reading scriptures, knocking on wooden fish, and sometimes even walking and walking, sitting on a chair by the side of the road and falling asleep. Hehe, the abbot said that Master was born with a lack of tendons. But the old patriarch said that the master is the most enlightened in the whole temple, so he is extra lenient." The little monk chewed the root of his tongue in Xie Zhan's ear, seemingly complaining, but actually showing off.What made the difference was his master.

"Has the master lived in Qixia Temple since childhood?" Xie Zhan asked.

In the autumn afternoon, sitting at the stone table, chatting with the young monk, is not interesting.

"When I came, the master was already there. The master didn't have any disciples. The old patriarch said that he was afraid that the master would forget to come back one day, so he found an apprentice for him." The little monk covered his mouth and laughed. , with shining eyes and a naive smile.

"Then has your master ever lost it?" Xie Zhan was very interesting.

"Don't tell me the benefactor, I really lost it. One time when I went down the mountain, the master walked to the door of a high-ranking official for no reason. He couldn't find the way back, so he sat next to the stone lion and fell asleep. When I found the master, He just happened to be driven away." The little monk complained about his master relentlessly.

However, from the character of this little monk, it can also be seen that Master Wuchen is a generous and kind person.The little monk was very comfortable with him, and there was nothing to shy away from.

"However, I heard from other people that the master was originally a swordsman in the rivers and lakes, who fought and killed, but was injured for some reason, and was picked up by the old ancestor." The little monk said.

Master Wuchen's weak personality turned out to be a swordsman?A swordsman who is free and easy, informal, but also very alert?

When Xie Zhan turned his head, he just saw Master Wuchen coming out of the meditation room. Master Wuchen squinted his eyes and looked at him for a while, as if he was still asleep.

"Pure and lazy?" Wu Chen taught with a straight face.

The little monk quickly stood up, gave Xie Zhan a helpless smile, and jumped to work.

Wuchen came over and performed a Buddha ceremony towards Xie Zhan: "The doubts of the benefactor have been solved?"

"The old confusion has been resolved, and a new one has been added." Xie Zhan said.

Wuchen sat down opposite him, staring at Xie Zhan with those clear and clean eyes.Perhaps the old patriarch was right, Wuchen was indeed very enlightened, his eyes were full of Zen, which made people feel refreshed, and all the troubles disappeared.

Wu Chen suddenly pointed to the position of his heart.

Xie Zhan stared blankly, suddenly a clear current flowed through his mind, and he came to his senses.

Xie Zhan left with firm footsteps.

The little monk ran over, seeing Wuchen's hand still resting on his chest, he hurried over and scratched: "Master, your chest is itching again."

The little monk grabbed it vigorously, a centipede-like scar appeared on Wuchen's collar, spreading down, more terrifying than the one on his face.

Wu Chen never touched that wound.

"What a bad person, he hurt Master like this!"

As soon as Xie Zhan walked out of the dust-free yard, he bumped into someone.When he saw that person, he was startled, and subconsciously touched the cloak on his head to see if it was put on properly.

The man helped him up with a smile, and said softly, "Where did you fall?"

Xie Zhan stood up straight, distanced himself from him, and left in a hurry without speaking to him.After he walked for a long time, he still felt that pair of eyes were staring at him closely. He was just a soul before, but he felt that his gaze was a bit piercing. Now it has a reality, and that gaze made his hair stand on end.

He didn't expect to meet Song Yan here.