Poor monks do not break the precepts

Since Yaowanggu was being followed, even if Xun Kewen wanted to go back, Huai Mingmo would not let them jump into danger.After returning to Ji Boru's wing room, after Xun Kewen had prescribed medicine to Xu Sheng, they discussed again and again, and let Xun Kewen take refuge in the Hermitage Villa. Chen, afraid of not enough manpower.

When caught in a dilemma, Yang Yusheng played with the two children, turned around and said: "I will accompany them for a walk, and I will go back and tell the master."

Song Yueshan accompanied Ji Boru, nodded in agreement: "Alright, remember to explain the matter clearly, lest there will be rumors about martial arts in the future, and Mr. Huai will be misunderstood in vain."

Yang Yusheng reached the age of curly hair last month. He is still a child among this group of people, but he is a group of young and mature. He waved his hands in disgust and said: "Yes, I am so worried about your brother-in-law. I think he has something up his mind."

Xu Sheng was resting his head with his head down, when he raised his eyes and saw Yang Yusheng winking at him ambiguously, he lowered his eyes again in embarrassment.

Yang Yusheng flexibly dodged the 'hidden weapon' that was flying at the same time, the wind was blowing under his feet, his body floated over, and he climbed up the beam, proudly said: "Be careful, if I get hurt, no one will escort Yao Wang."

During the conversation, the sackcloth door curtain was suddenly opened, Xu Ji took two bowls of medicine and sent them to Xu Sheng and Ji Boru respectively, and said with a smile: "When Xu Jing was busy in the temple, he couldn't get away, so he entrusted me to take it." Get your medicine."

When his arm stretched out in front of him, Huai Mingmo clearly smelled the fragrance of the Youhuan Cup, and immediately reached out to grab Xu Ji's wrist.

Xu Sheng supported Huai Mingmo to stand up, put his nose in front of him to sniff for a while, and sneered, "What did you put here, senior? Can you tell me?"

Xu Ji forced a smile back, with his toes pointing outwards, his knees shaking slightly, "What are you talking about, Junior Brother, isn't this the prescription prescribed by Dr. Xun?"

After getting this answer, Xu Sheng stopped talking nonsense with him, put the medicine in front of Chen Xiang, and moved his jaw towards Xu Ji.Chen Xiang immediately understood what he meant, picked up the medicine bowl and was about to pour it into Xu Ji's mouth.

Xuji's cheeks were almost crushed. Seeing the soup and medicine poured in, he resisted with all his strength, and felt a little medicine dripped into his mouth. He was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground. Mouth, it took a long time to stop.

Xu Sheng supported Huai Mingmo's arms and squatted down, the cold air all over his body seemed to be able to freeze people, his expressionless face suddenly let out a laugh, and the people in the room suddenly aroused goosebumps.Holding the medicine bowl with two fingers, he shook it lightly, showing a bright and soft smile, but his words were so dark that Xu Ji was afraid, "Didn't senior brother say that there is nothing in it, what are you afraid of with this ordinary wound medicine?"

Huai Mingmo pulled Xu Sheng up, picked him up and 'threw' him on the couch, the strength seemed heavy, but in fact it was just right, at most it made Xu Sheng feel slightly sore under his buttocks.

"Luo Chen, go to the kitchen and ask the little master to boil two more bowls of medicine." Huai Mingmo rested his knees on the low couch, pressed Xu Sheng with one hand to prevent him from getting up, and turned to Xinli and said, "Please ask the masters in the temple to give you some medicine." Come here, it's not good for Yue Zu to act as a substitute."

On weekdays, the Daxiong Hall was filled with smoke, and the sound of chanting scriptures came and went, but today it was different. All the eminent monks in Shaolin gathered together, sitting cross-legged on futons, and everyone in the hall focused their eyes on the center.

Xujing covered his head in a trance, and there were two phantoms in Xuji's eyes, who was lying on the blue brick floor. He was beaten up, and his reaction was a little slow. After hearing Xuwu's question repeatedly, he responded several times: "The person who hit me sneaked up from behind. I didn't see his face."

Xu Dao has already learned about Xu Sheng's return to vulgarity, but it is inconvenient to say it now, so he said: "Xu Sheng, you insist that the medicine is poisonous?"

"Senior Brother Xu Ci will know the authenticity once he tests it." Xu Sheng's lips were pale, and he leaned limply beside Huai Mingmo.

Master Suffering looked at Xu Ci who was smelling the medicine, and at Xu Ci who didn't explain a word, closed his eyes and twisted the beads.

After careful inspection, Xu Ci reported the truth: "Master, there is indeed something mixed in the medicine here, but I have never seen the Acacia poison from Hehuanzhai, so I can't say for sure."

Master Suffering's face was unstable, and his tone of voice was also light, "Is it poisonous?"

Xu Ci was not sure, when he was in a dilemma, he suddenly saw Huai Mingmo, and immediately had an idea: "I heard that Mr. Ji gave Mr. Huai a poison-repelling bead, do you have it with you?"

Xin Li had already made preparations, and before Xu Ci could finish speaking, he had already handed in the Poison Repelling Bead on his own initiative.Xu Ji was lucky before, thinking that Xu Ci might not be able to test for the poison of acacia, he broke out in a cold sweat, and the sweat dripped down like rain.

Seeing this situation, Master Xuanku already knew it well, just to be fair, he still waited for Xuci to come to a conclusion before he spoke again: "Xujing, tell me."

At this time, Xu Jing was already sober. He was still young and lacked concentration, so he put all his emotions and anger on his face. After staring at Xu Ji, he said: "The disciple was knocked out a long time ago, and he didn't let the senior brother send him off. over anything."

Up to this point, Xu Ji still refused to admit his guilt, and argued: "Master, it is true that someone who looks like a junior brother gave me this bowl of medicine, and Zihui can testify to this disciple."

People didn't need to search for it in Xudao, there was a scream in the hall, and there was a young monk in a blue and gray linen monk's robe who was thrown in, Xu Wu held a gourd-shaped porcelain bottle in his hand, and said coldly: "Mr. Uncle, this disciple just caught Zihui outside the corner gate of the back mountain, saw him push Zien off the cliff, and then planned to throw this porcelain bottle down together."

Xu Wu picked up a long stick in his hand, and directly pressed Xu Ji who got up and wanted to escape.Zihui just obeyed orders, seeing that Xu Ji was already in danger of protecting herself, and she committed the crime of killing and was hit in the face, if she didn't say a word, the whole thing would be pushed on herself, and her life would be in danger after a hundred sticks , frightened and stammered about what Xu Ji had ordered him to do.

Xuji heard Zihui tremble, and sat slumped on the ground, when he glanced at Xusheng, he saw him looking at him with a mocking sneer, those dark eyes seemed to engulf him.

"When Master was poisoning, Zien who was guarding outside the door happened to see it." Zihui's body shook like a sieve, and she spit out what was in her mind, and finally said smoothly: "Zien didn't know that Master was poisoning, it was because Master was afraid of the child. En will think about it later, just in case, so let me deal with Zien in private. Taishi Mingjian, I really didn't tell a half lie."

The smell of Albizia Julibrissin poison is specially prepared, and the fragrance is special, and it will last for a long time after just a little bit of it. The disciples of the Bodhidharma Academy soon found the monk's robes with this smell in the Xuji room, and found a purse embroidered with lovesickness poems. There is a piece of paper in the purse, on which are written obscene words and songs in elegant lowercase letters, and the writing at the end is for Wu Lang, and the person who wrote the pen is named Jiao Niang.

This piece of paper is very crumpled, and the folded edges are badly frayed. Obviously, it has been opened and read many times.

Xu Wu's words coldly read out the obscene words and songs in the letter, and the young monks present felt a little turbulent when they heard it, but they had never eaten meat, and they didn't know the taste of meat, so naturally they had no other reactions.

But when Xu Sheng heard it halfway, he already felt that his face was burning hot, and there was an inaudible hum in his throat, and the hand behind his back couldn't help but hook Huai Mingmo.The two fingers intertwined and caressed each other. In this solemn Buddhist hall, they looked more and more lustful. Fortunately, they still had reason, knew where they were, and did not do anything else.

In the end, the suffering is due to the eminent monk who has already left all emotions and desires in the world. He listened to Xu Wu's words without changing his face, with a slight disappointment in his eyes, and said slowly: "Xu Ji, what else do you have to say."

Xu Ji's face was as silent as ashes, after a long time he got up, prostrated himself on the green brick floor, and said in a painful voice: "I have nothing to say."

Seeing Suffering looking at her, Zihui hurriedly crawled to the feet of Suffering, and begged repeatedly, "Grand Master, it's Zihui who is confused, please don't drive me out of the sect."

Suffering didn't answer, he turned his head and said to Xu Sheng who looked stunned: "Xu Sheng, what do you think?"

Xu Sheng's palm was hot like a fire, and suddenly he heard the sound of suffering, he broke out in a cold sweat, his palm immediately became damp and greasy, fortunately, with Huai Mingmo's arm blocking his side, he pinched Huai Mingmo's palm, Quickly withdrew his hand, calming his heart beating like a drum, Fang Xuxu said: "He Huanzhai must have tried his best to drag Senior Brother Xu Ji into the water if he wanted to. I think it's no wonder Senior Brother Xu Ji."

Xu Ji suddenly turned his head to look at Xu Sheng, with gratitude in his eyes, he was about to kowtow to his junior brother.

Suffering turned back his gaze on Huai Mingmo, stood up slowly, and waved towards Xu Wu.Xu Wu immediately ordered his disciples to take the two away, turned around and walked out of the hall expressionlessly.

Now that the matter has been resolved, Song Yueshan was entrusted by Ji Boru, and hurriedly stopped Misery before he left: "Shaolin should not take a long time to receive female guests. Boru is almost in good condition now, and we will go down the mountain tomorrow. She asked me to thank Master Misery, thank you Your grace of rescue and shelter."

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful." Misery murmured, walked ahead and was about to leave the hall, suddenly stopped at the threshold, turned back and said to Xu Sheng: "In the future, come back often when you have time, I will send someone to Wuwangya Always watch over."

"Yes, uncle."

Although Xu Sheng knows that Shaolin's door will always be open for him, but after all his status is different and he will never come back.So he has been in a low mood all day, he doesn't talk much on weekdays, and even less now, chatting here is full of enthusiasm to welcome the early summer, while Xusheng is in the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, so depressed that it is daunting.

Huai Mingmo was frozen for a day, so he entered the room and decided to warm himself up.Just as Xu Sheng stepped in, he heard the door close behind him abruptly, and noticed the sudden change of breathing behind him, Xu Sheng turned his head and ran into Huai Mingmo's arms, "Why do you..."

Slowly let go of the lips that had been thinking about day and night, Huai Mingmo whispered in Xu Sheng's ear with a bewitching smile: "Master Xuan Kong has promised you to return to vulgarity?"

Xu Sheng is now not when he was ignorant at the beginning, he is very clear about the result of letting the situation develop, but the two people who are close to each other are like two groups of fire burning each other, burning away their sober mind bit by bit.Xu Sheng's heart seemed to be jumping to his throat, his breath was short of breath, and he nodded in confusion, "Yes."

After speaking, Xu Sheng suddenly remembered that he was still in Shaolin, he wanted to open his mouth to stop him, so he was speaking, and when he had a chance to speak again, he was already lying on his back on the couch, and there were two men's coats hanging beside the couch.

Huai Mingmo was almost sticking to Xu Sheng's body, not giving him a chance to escape at all. Feeling Xu Sheng twisting, he moaned uncomfortably, "Don't move."

The change in the contact between the two made Xu Sheng obviously feel the consequences of his disorderly movement, he was nervous and dared not move any more, his voice was already a little hoarse and said: "This is Shaolin."

"En." Huai Mingmo pulled off Xu Sheng's underwear when he responded.

The sudden coldness around his waist made Xu Sheng's waist tighten, and he said aggrievedly: "I am a monk."

Huai Mingmo didn't bother to talk to him anymore, so he took the initiative to attack him.

The clanging of bells outside the house made the temple more solemn and solemn at night, and the sandalwood pervading the temple lingered for years. In such a quiet place, the cloud and rain of Wushan in the wing room became more obscene. Under the cover of the cover, no one noticed this decadent sound.

Of course, there would be no retribution for disturbing the temple's cleansing. Xu Sheng had to be sparse when he got up early in the morning. As soon as his feet hit the ground, he sat on the ground before he stood upright. His waist was sore and weak, and his legs felt like they didn't belong to him.

"Little pervert." Xu Sheng casually picked up the quilt and threw it at Huai Mingmo's face, grabbing the bed to get up.

When Xu Sheng scolded himself, Huai Mingmo had already woken up, and hearing those "ouch" wailing sounds was particularly touching.

Looking along the arm that suddenly came to support him, Xu Sheng couldn't help cursing: "You little pervert." Then he said coquettishly like a child: "My back is sore, help me squeeze it."

Huai Mingmo's kneading seemed to add fuel to the fire, and Xu Sheng was so frightened that he rolled over and fell to the ground, and soon there was an urgent knock on the door and words of concern.

"It's okay, I accidentally tripped over the round stool." Huai Mingmo helped Xu Sheng up with a low smile, and said softly, "Why don't you react more violently?"

Xu Sheng glared at him viciously, heard Chen Xiang's questioning voice, worried that she would barge in without thinking, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Chen Xiang, go to Liu County and ask if there is a letter from Mr. Gong."