What is the protagonist's halo?

Fortunately, even a bald head looks like a handsome bald head.

The honey-colored skin that was exposed was smooth and firm, and it was by no means the old man that Gu Ningjue had in mind.On the contrary, judging from the back view, this master uncle from Shaolin Temple is tall and straight, with a very good figure.

Gu Ningjue couldn't tell whether she felt relieved or had some emotions, so she turned to walk in front of the sitting man.

Seeing the man's appearance, the corner of Gu Ningjue's mouth raised up uncontrollably.He finally knew why the man seemed to be sitting in it so calmly.

Cangji has a straight and handsome face, with eyebrows flying into the temples, deep eye sockets, straight nose bridge, thin and pale lips.Everything is combined on that honey-colored face, which makes people feel respectful at first glance, and one must not dare to have the slightest blasphemy.What is even more impossible to ignore is the dharma seal born in each of his rooms.The light silvery white color occupies almost all the place in the middle of the eyebrow peak, outlining the shape of a blooming lotus flower.

Gu Ningjue can probably understand why the former Ziqing little monk had such a reaction. Probably, he really regarded this man as a god and Buddha, and was so in awe that he dared not look directly at him.

While observing the man, the man with a dignified face suddenly made a move like lightning, and grabbed Gu Ningjue's wrist.

Gu Ningjue's body also has excellent martial arts. When a man makes a move, his hands subconsciously lift up and push back, and his toes point to the ground to retreat quickly.It's just that his mind quickly realized who this man was. When Gu Ningjue couldn't tell whether his head was reacting faster or Cang's speed was faster, he had already fallen into an embrace full of sandalwood.

The master in a monk's robe pulled the flirtatious man in a red gauze into his arms, and the sleeves that flew up due to excessive movements were placed in the attic full of merit and virtue lamps, drawing different colors.Even a few nearby candles flickered a few times, barely extinguishing.

Gu Ningjue supported Cang's shoulders, and when he raised his head a little, he could see the eyes of the man who hadn't opened his eyes.Just like the deepest starry sky, in the full darkness, it seems that you can vaguely feel the quiet blue and starlight that belong to the starry sky.

These are a pair of eyes without pupils, and the iris color is exactly the same as the pupils, making people look at each other for a moment as if they saw the Buddha who can see through everything.

"Tsk tsk." Gu Ningjue reached out and squeezed Cang's chin, "I want to say goodbye to you with your looks."

Cang said in a distant voice unique to this body: "Don't you see that you should beg for mercy?"

"Huh?" What kind of drama is this? Gu Ningjue didn't understand what Cang was talking about.

I saw Cang showing an indescribable smile that appeared on this face: "A goblin like you, seeing a monk like me, isn't it just asking for mercy, don't let me accept you?"

Gu Ningjue: ...

So just now Cang jumped to the monster-hunting novel. Cang is a master who cares about the world, and he himself is obviously a seductive goblin.

Gu Ningjue couldn't help but reach out and cover Cang's upper face: "No, it's too inappropriate for you to say such words with this appearance, I think I still need to get used to it."

It was even more difficult to accept that Cang was an old monk than what he was worried about before. Such a person should be placed on the altar as an offering!Carve something like a white jade lotus seat and move him up there.

Cang smiled, and his eyelashes brushed Gu Ningjue's palm, making his heart tremble.I only heard Cang say: "Tell me the plot first."

Only then did Gu Ningjue pull back his thinking that he was like a wild dog with his anus prolapsed. Among them, only number 0001 could decipher the plot by relying on a little connection with the system.So, Cang didn't know any plot at this time.

When the plot was repeated in No. 0001, Gu Ningjue sat cross-legged on another futon next to him, and touched his chin in confusion: "So this time you directly acted as a passer-by who can no longer pass by?"

Even in the text, it was just mentioned in passing. When a group of monks said that Shaolin Temple has masters and uncles sitting in town, there is no need to worry about it being mentioned alone.

"It should be." Cang seemed in a good mood, "This way there is more room for free play."

If it's an important role, give a good setting and a fixed plot, and you need to think carefully if you want to change it.And this kind of passer-by, who is only mentioned in a little pen and ink, has no appearance description, no lines, and it is much more convenient for him to do things.

Gu Ningjue also figured it out after thinking about it, but looked at Cang Meixin's seal and was puzzled: "Then what is your identity... why are you so young, you are the master uncle of the young monk of Shaolin Temple."

Cang embraced the young man in clothes that were full of sandalwood. The Gu Ningjue of this world is obviously much stronger.He had a slender figure and a slender waist. Judging from where his hands touched, the skeleton was covered with a thin layer of muscle.He could even imagine the abdomen with distinct muscular lines, and the delicate buttocks.

Master Zhilan, an eminent monk of Shaolin Temple who was supposed to be as calm as water, now fantasizes about the body of the young man in his arms with his dignified appearance that countless people worship.But the voice still doesn't make people hear anything wrong: "This body identity is also quite strange."

Cang's current body, Master Zhilan, is only 22 years old, two years older than Zhu Wenyu.It's just that his origin is very miraculous. It is said that the abbot of the Shaolin Temple of the previous generation saw him on the lotus seat of the Buddha.

Master Yuanci, who was preaching the Dharma to the monks, had a feeling in his heart. When he turned his head, he saw that he was sitting on the lotus seat in the same movement as the Bodhisattva. His small face was like a fairy boy under the Bodhisattva's knees. The golden light of merit and virtue flashed past, so Master Yuanci at that time could not help but say that Zhilan stayed in Shaolin Temple.

Thus, this child who was under one year old became the youngest monk in Shaolin Temple.Ordinary children always act coquettishly and be lazy, but Zhilan never does.Since childhood, the monks in the entire monastery have treated him as a real Living Buddha.Until Master Yuanci passed away, and now Master Zhiyun became the host, Zhilan's status could only rise but not fall.

This Zhilan is really capable, but just like the Buddha, he has the world in his heart and never does anything in the world.Always aloof, he is about to ascend to Buddhahood in minutes.

Gu Ningjue was speechless, if this Zhilan was not a monk, he would never leave the Shaolin Temple.Otherwise, I will become one of the objects of the heroine's crush every minute, after all, this setting is too emotional, okay?

The monk who is full of Buddhism and the common people has no personal feelings, and suddenly develops a love that is enough to make him resist and doubt his original life.This collision of contradictions is exactly what makes people cute!

But having said that, if it is an ordinary monk who will go out, it is not as exciting as the setting of Master Zhilan.

The two chatted for a while in the Gongde Pavilion, and then heard familiar footsteps.

"Uncle Master, there is another benefactor to remember merit." The young monk Ziqing's voice was neither high nor low, extremely respectful.Obviously, he didn't mean to lead people in without the consent of his master and uncle.

Gu Ningjue looked at the intertwined robes of the two, one was a monk's robe representing abstinence and discipline, and the other was a bright red that was flamboyant to unrestrained.Then leaned over and smiled at Cang: "Wait for me at night."

His brightly colored lips opened and closed, and every word in a short sentence carried a trembling provocative meaning.The finger as white as jade touched the inviolable seal between the master's eyebrows, and every move was like a seductive goblin.

Cang also raised the corners of his mouth, especially when he saw Gu Ningjue's earlobes that were so red from the corner of his eyes, he smiled softly: "Okay, come in."

The first good word was said to Gu Ningjue, and the last three words were passed out with internal force so that the people standing outside could hear clearly, so they were naturally speaking for them.

Gu Ningjue got up and walked out. When passing by the people who came in, No. 0001 suddenly said: "He is the son of destiny in this world! Such a powerful soul power!"

These worlds are all virtual, even if the souls in some worlds have begun to slowly change from virtual.But this requires a process. Every world they experience, even if it has a soul in it, the person with the most powerful soul will not exceed a proper range.

And the child of destiny in front of him, Sima Ruiming not only has a complete soul, but also has a much higher soul power than an ordinary complete soul.

Hearing the voice of number 0001, Gu Ningjue couldn't help but look sideways.Beside him was a man who was as tall as him but slightly stronger than him. He was wearing a white suit, his hair was tied up meticulously, and he had a calm expression from the side.

Perhaps it was because Gu Ningjue's scrutinizing gaze was too obvious, Sima Ruiming also turned his head to the side and looked at Gu Ningjue.Gu Ningjue rolled her peachy eyes, showed a smile, and then left calmly.Sima Ruiming looked at the fiery red back, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but was soon interrupted by the little monk Ziqing who led the way:

"Huh? I heard the voice of my great uncle just now, but have you already gone back?"

He was talking to himself, after all, he was afraid and longing for this master uncle, but all these made the man in white listen to him.

Gu Ningjue turned around and walked to the outer courtyard, the smile on his face had already turned into a kind of interest.The male protagonist's so-called banishment temperament is probably the indifference of his body, but it is well wrapped with a layer of sweet jam, and that layer of jam is extremely deep-rooted.It's just that the deadly desire of not having a heart is hidden in the pity jam.

This world always feels different.

Gu Ningjue thought so, and ordered the eight people who followed him to live in the wing room of Shaolin Temple during this period, those who made a wish made a wish, and those who wished to go to the market at the foot of the mountain were fine.And he sneaked into one of the most important places in Shaolin Temple that night.

Master Zhilan's wing.