[Thunderbolt] The dragon sings for Qinghua

In the middle of the night, Jianzi instigated the yin and yang energy of heaven and earth, and the shining light converged on Longsu's body. The four people present held their breaths, but they could only see the aura of heaven and earth but not Longsu's soul.

Anxiety flashed in Jianzi's eyes, he sacrificed his blood to the sky, no matter how bright the fluorescence was, Gu Chen and the Buddha's certificate shook at the same time.

The two swords flew away from the master and stood on the ground, and the fluorescent light in the air suddenly gathered on the two swords. After a while, a thin mist-like figure appeared in the gathering light on the two swords.

"It's actually summoning souls, Jian Zi, thank you for thinking of it." Long Su, who appeared in shape, used a fan to cover his forehead, dumbfounded.

Fojian slightly loosened the space between his brows: "Long Su."

"Long Su, why is there only one soul and one soul?" Jian Zi didn't have Long Su's relaxed tone, and his entire handsome face was almost wrinkled.

"Hey, Jianzi, if it were you and the Buddha's sword, I'm afraid that even this soul would not be able to leave the shrine."

"Nonsense!" Jianzi's face suddenly rose with anger: "Don't you know how dangerous it is to forcibly separate the soul!"

Jianzi's rare anger stunned Long Su, and then he laughed: "If I don't come out, God knows what foolish things the Buddha Sword will do." When Long Su said this, he had completely ignored Yu Jiefei. There is only space for Buddha Sword and Jianzi.

Jianzi doesn't know about Fojian's stupidity yet, and now is not the time to ask something stupid: "Your six souls and two souls are still in Panyin Temple at this moment?"

"Naturally, the longer you delay, the more you will be assimilated. Maybe one day I will be able to comprehend the so-called way of God."

"What do you mean?" Jianzi was taken aback, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

"Literally." Long Su shrugged, as if unwilling to discuss further.

"What should we do now?" Fojian looked at Long Su and asked.

"Maybe the dragon's head sensed the breath of the leader from the underworld?" Yu Jiefei took a step forward and spoke for the first time.

"can."

"Is there any risk?"

"Buddha sword, you really don't believe me." Long Su's face was full of smiles with a gentle and leisurely expression that hadn't changed for thousands of years.

"I can't afford to gamble." With a heavy tone, Buddha Sword's eyes, which are always sympathetic to the world, are full of shocking obsession.

As the time for the spell is approaching, the fluorescence around Longsu's soul began to dim gradually, and even the soul began to blur, but at this moment, the Buddha Sword saw a brighter and more eye-catching color than the sun: the face of the country, The incomparable posture and the gorgeous smile combine to form a magnificent scene that makes people unable to move in the blink of an eye. I only hope that this moment will last forever.

"Drunk and happy, Long Su will return..." The unfinished words fade away with the light, but the never-fading stunning elegance will never fade away.

A long time later, when the disputes between the rivers and lakes are far away and the hustle and bustle of the world is gone, the three people who have drank together for a lifetime are guarding the same but different elegance in their hearts, and hand in hand to see the vast and boundless world in their eyes. .

A postscript:

At the beginning of Huayang, the Hongmen is popular, the buildings are changing, and the dragons are still elegant; the purple gold flute, the white jade qin, the palace lanterns are bright at night, and the flowers are in full bloom, drinking together for a leisurely life.

In Thunderbolt, there are many characters with changing personalities, sometimes black and sometimes white. They insist on everything they insist on, regardless of black and white, but I love this dazzling purple figure the most. There is no special reason for liking it, just Inadvertently saw this character who seemed to be smiling but not half-covering his smile, and then I watched all the clips that this character could find under an inexplicable impulse.

In fact, Long Su's role is not very much, and even in the later part, he plays the role of being a foil to other characters, and there is no feeling of distress or resentment, but sometimes it is inexplicably funny to watch. As a trapeze artist, can a character who needs to grow taller and more powerful in an instant?

There are many clips about Long Su’s appearance in my computer. I believe that many dragon fans have such folders in their computers, so one day when I watched it again and again, I never suppressed the impulse to obey my imagination. Opened the document and wrote it.

In fact, when I first wrote it, I just wanted to write a short film. I just wanted to vent some of my emotions when watching the drama at that time, but I didn’t know what happened, so I couldn’t stop.

I have always favored Long Su, so the Long Su I described made me irresistibly integrated into my preference. I don’t want to write any more after writing this ending, because I don’t know how to express the friendship between the peaks of the three religions. Of course, the friendship I'm talking about here is the most normal but life-threatening friendship, not the love that is not considered love brought out in my article.

Perhaps this ending is just anticlimactic to many people, but I think it is enough. They are willing to sacrifice themselves for the sake of the common people, but they are also willing to sacrifice themselves for each other. They are equal to the common people. Time is more important than life, and if I write it down at this time, it is actually just for lust, although this is my own lust~~

Out of selfishness, I don't want to see Long Su bow his knees, I don't want to see him lower his noble head, even if it's for his best friend, even if it's for his best friend, maybe you guys think it's more reflective of the friendship between the peaks of the three religions that Long Su fancy than He was honored and humiliated for a while, but I didn't want to.

When I first saw him kneeling and weaving a long heart, a kind of unreasonable anger arose in my heart. In fact, the original direction of this article is still that the dragon is outside, and the sword and the Buddha sword are left in the shrine up.Although I have a way of not letting Long Su bend his knees, I still don't want Long Su and Zhiyu to have a long-term contact. Out of selfishness, I changed the direction, so the ending became like this.

As far as I am concerned, this is not perfect, but it is enough. Finally, I would also like to thank you all for accompanying me to finish this article, and after reading this article, thank you very much!Finally, by the way, I will also post a side story, I hope to see you in other articles ╮(╯▽╰)╭

☆、Fanwai-Pay off the debt with your body

Ever since the Buddha Sword said that it wanted to use alms to rebuild the three-point area, no grass or thing within the three-point area was touched by Long Su. Carrying the Buddha certificate on his sleeve, he picked up the purple gold bowl sponsored by Long Su and walked into the village.

On the first day of begging for alms, Jianzi took Longsu, who didn't want to go out, to watch with great interest.

Following the Buddha sword into a village, Long Su smiled while waving his fan.

"Long Su, you have a deep smile, don't you?" Just seeing this smile, Jian Zi raised his eyebrows: "Could it be that the Buddha's sword can't melt fate?"

"Yeah, the Buddha sword is an eminent monk, so how can it not turn into a good relationship, Jianzi, you are joking again."

"No way, your expression clearly shows that you don't like Buddha Sword."

"You're delusional."

Fojian had already started to lecture, Jianzi shrugged and stopped pestering and waited and watched.

Just as Long Su said, the Buddha sword is said to be an eminent Buddhist monk, with a solemn treasure appearance, and when the scriptures are read from his mouth, it seems to have a sense of boundless relief and compassion.

Soon, some villagers began to sit down next to Buddha Sword one after another, listening to the Sanskrit singing peacefully with a devout face.

The alms was very successful, and all the people who came to listen to the Dharma gave money. It was only when Jianzi saw the amount of silver in the bowl in the Buddha's sword that he suddenly realized the meaning of the dragon.

"Buddha sword, change the place tomorrow."

"kindness."

Looking at Fojian's expression, Jianzi knew that he didn't understand what he meant: "Hey, Fojian, I mean, let's go to the city tomorrow." Such a small village...Jianzi was tangled in his heart, he definitely didn't dislike it The place is small, the village is actually small, and the villagers are not rich. If Fojian wants to beg for alms in this kind of place, even if it lasts for 100 years, Longsu's three points will not be completely restored.

Buddha Sword didn't think too much, and nodded his head: "It's okay, the residents here are poor. Although they are enthusiastic about the Buddha's heart, this silver tael will only increase their burden."

"What my friend said is very true." Jianzi nodded in agreement while silently sweating in his heart.

Seeing that Jianzi had the same opinion as him, Fojian pondered for a while before turning around and walking towards the villagers.

For a moment, he didn't understand the meaning of the Buddhist sword, Jianzi looked at Long Su who hadn't said a word since he saw it just now.

"Let's go." Long Su turned around, and walked out of the village with Buddha Sword.

"Hey, Long Su..."

"It's been a busy day, I have to go back early and ask Feng Er to prepare dinner for the two friends who have nothing to do."

Looking at Long Su's elegant back, Jianzi turned his head to look at the Buddha sword, and saw that the Buddha sword was in front of a family, holding the silver that the family had donated just now.

Seeing this, Jianzi couldn't help laughing, these two sleeves are not bad at all, just looking at the situation, I'm afraid it will be a long time in ten years, he flicked the dust, and Jianzi also leisurely followed behind Longsu to Shulou West Wind and go.

"Long Su, the Buddhist sword is below for alms, but you are eating here, it's really unloving."

"If you can put down the chopsticks in your hand, I might barely be able to deceive myself to agree with this sentence." Taking a light glance at Zhenghuan's sword, Long Su continued to look outside at the place where the Buddha sword was. past.

"How much do you think the Buddha sword can transform this time?"

"How much the Buddha sword can be transformed into, it doesn't count if you tell me."

"It seems that you are still not optimistic about the Buddha sword."

"Three points□□every plant and every tree are valuable, how can it be compared with your shabby and stingy sudden situation."

"Yes, yes, Long Su's products must be top-notch, hard to find in the world." Swallowing the tender and fat mutton in his mouth, Jianzi smiled: "You really don't want to persuade Buddha Sword to give up this impossible task. The task? The innate eminent monks of the Buddha Gate go out for alms every day... Tsk tsk, I think it will not be long before there are Buddhas in the Abyss Buddha Realm who will come out to care about the economic situation of the Buddha Sword."

"Yuan'er's studies at this stage have almost come to an end, maybe we can take advantage of the opportunity of Buddhist sword evangelism to ask him to travel together."

Speaking of Yuan'er, the expression on Jianzi's face was quite emotional: "Speaking of which, Yuan'er really looked like a Buddha sword when he was young, but why does he look more and more like a friend when he grows up?"

"Tsk tsk, Jianzi, are you envious that I have an outstanding heir?"

"Hey, Long Su, have you forgotten Yuan'er's other father?" Seeing Long Su's complacency, Jianzi curled his lips: "Perhaps Yuan'er is closer to Buddhism."

"The Buddhist family is poor, and Yuan'er has been influenced by my Confucianism since he was a child..." Long Su looked at Jianzi with a faint smile and said, "Guan's surname is Shulou, no matter what Yuan'er likes more, his life path is already doomed. I understand, Buddha Sword also understands, and Yuan Eryi must be very clear in her heart."

Jianzi sighed softly, glanced at the solemn Buddha sword surrounded by the crowd below, and suddenly asked: "Long Su, if that day, the Buddha energy in the Buddha bone and fierce soldiers can't activate the Buddha sword and Buddha element?" , do you really know how to kill Buddha Sword?"

Long Su was stunned, and stroked the dragon fan in his hand with his beautiful fingers: "Jianzi, do you know how I felt when I held the Buddha's certificate?"

"It hurts." Stroking the rim of the cup, Jianzi suddenly regretted asking this question.

But Long Su smiled leisurely: "Physiologically, it is indeed painful. Although my body can contain holy energy, this physique belongs to darkness after all."

Jianzi smiled: "Friend, do you really want Fojian to continue suffering?"

"Ha, that friend is sitting here, and Long Su is going to collect the bill."

Jianzi smiled and watched as Long Su walked into the crowd outside, walked up to Fojian, and walked out of the crowd holding Fojian's hand.

"Long Su?"

Facing Buddha Sword's perplexing but obedient behavior, Long Su smiled, and dimples loomed.

"How about I teach you how to repay the debt faster?"

"You seem to be in a bad mood."

"Because I think of unpleasant memories."

"It's not pleasant, so why worry about it."

Long Su led the people back to the three-pointed place where he deliberately maintained the broken state, and sighed secretly at the calm Buddhist sword in front of him. One more thing should be added, while making people unable to get off the stage, at the same time, they are also dull and ignorant, making people wonder and have no way to start.

"Do you know why Three Points still looks like this?"

"Because you are waiting for me."

"Right, but also wrong."

"what for?"

"I don't move because you said that this place will be rebuilt by you."

"Where did the mistake come from?"

"I don't move because of my pain here."

"That's not your fault."

"It's not my fault but my incompetence."

"Long Su, you never do this."

"That's why I stayed here." Long Su sat there looking at the half-destroyed but still flourishing Sanfen, the cold light of the Buddhist sword in his eyes was only seen when he pointed at Long Su outside the west wind of Shulou. .

The Buddha Sword's eyes fell on the place once frozen by the essence of Xueqiao. Although the frosty atmosphere there had disappeared, Dou was still there: "Long Su, I'm sorry."

This was not Fojian's first apology, and Long Su believed that it would not be the last.

Long Su's gaze was fixed on the ground not far from the stone table, there were several deep marks there, and the Buddha sword followed him to look over, and the deep marks came from his yearning for the Buddha seal...

Fojian unexpectedly remembered the scene where he and the people from the Desire Realm blocked three points to kill Long Su. At that time, he was trapped and locked in his own consciousness. Although he could not control the behavior of his body, he could perceive it. everything.

Long Su, from the date of meeting to the present, seldom retreats, and most of those rare retreats in memory are for himself and Jianzi; The common people can throw their heads and blood, but Long Su is willing to do things that are of no benefit to him regardless of the cost for himself and Jianzi.

They shielded the common people from the wind and rain, but Long Su shielded them from all the wind and rain that he could...

"Long Su, what is the faster way that you just said?" He thought ten years was just a snap of his fingers for them, but at this moment, Fojian felt that ten years was too long, and he didn't want such a short period of time. □□It made Long Su's eyes cold again.

"Buddha sword, you are always so sincere at all times." Long Su smiled happily, but because of the cold light in his eyes, people couldn't feel a trace of warmth.

People say that the dragon head of the Confucian sect is handsome and noble, unparalleled in magnificence, with unfathomable scheming but also gentle and elegant, but only those closest to him know it. It can be described by the word elegant, but the word Wenrun has never been associated with Long Su, and it can even be said to be cold-hearted, but this is such a person who does not care about the cost or gain or loss for himself and Jianzi, even if he is actually He gave them all the warmth that shouldn't be there.

"What should I do?"

"How about repaying the debt with your own body?"

If this is your wish, how can I bear to refuse?The Buddhist sword closed his eyes, his shoulders moved slightly, and the sacred artifact of the Buddhist sect of killing and beheading sins was removed from the shoulder of the Buddhist sword and stood three minutes away. At this moment, he was no longer the Buddhist sword, he was just him, The little novice monk who met Shulou Longsu for the first time under the Udumbara tree.

"As you wish." Long Su wants too few things, and he can do even less for him, so now there are no common people in the world, no clear rules of Buddhism, he just wants to fulfill his wish and see his smile .

"Ha." Long Su chuckled, the cold light in his eyes dissipated, and the smile stained his eyes. He raised his hand and stretched out his hand towards the Buddha sword. When the Buddha sword obediently walked over and handed it over, Long Su got up and turned around The person rolled into his arms and fell to the ground: "Three-pointed Buddha sword is not formed, but the earth's energy is still there. Today, you and I use this as a bed, use the sky as a cover, and sing with the spring breeze, okay? "

Gu Pan is flying, the light is swaying, he likes Long Su's focus on him at this time, as if he is the only one in the world.

"it is good."

With a light response, the lips of the Buddha sword carried Long Su's gentle plunder, lips and teeth were intertwined, and during the exchange of breaths, the Buddha sword sniffed the cold ambergris saliva in its nose, and tightly embraced Long Su with both hands.

"Buddha Sword." Let go of the Buddha Sword's lips, Long Su leaned against the place that was moistened by him and whispered: "Are you inviting me?"

Buddha Sword raised his hand to stroke Long Su's long bright purple hair, and the scene inside Nayun Pagoda appeared in his mind. At that time, Long Su's head was loose, naked, lewd and seductive.

"Buddha sword, I like you." I like your gaze at this moment, focused and obsessed, it is the gaze that belongs to me alone.

Long Su's kiss lightly landed on Fojian's eyelashes, spread down to the chest that was already exposed, stopped, and then leaned his ear on Fojian's heart.

"Your heart is beating really fast." A clear and pure and elegant voice of Confucianism sounded, and the Buddha sword just lay there and stroked that smooth purple hair, and his solemn but benevolent face showed a sense of contentment. Gentle smile.

Long Su didn't raise his head, just lying there quietly listening to the increasingly restless heartbeat, the body under the palm was tight and hard, causing Long Su's unfathomable eyes to gradually have a different kind of fluctuation.

Feeling the cold fingertips shuddering again and again on his warm body, Fojian's expression began to become trance-like, and the closed eyes made the five senses lose their vision but became more sensitive to touch. The fingertips were obviously cold to the bone, but they easily provoked throbbing in his body that shouldn't be there,

The clothes on the chest were completely pulled away, and the dogwood on the chest suddenly fell into a damp and cold. The wet rubbing caused the strangeness coming from the chest to make Fojian's eyebrows move slightly. For some reason, his heart suddenly felt a pain. Forcefully pulling Long Su who was lying in front of him, he sealed that eloquent yet cold tongue.

The lips and tongue of the Buddhist sword swept across Long Su's wet and cold mouth with a scorching breath, bit by bit, unwilling to let go of an inch.

Sensing the persistent entanglement of the Buddha sword on his tongue, Long Su turned his head slightly with one hand and left the warm and soft lips and said affectionately: "What's wrong?"

Looking at the intoxicating tenderness of those eyes, the Buddha sword hugged him tightly, and pressed his face to his face. Feeling the coldness coming from above, he said in a deep voice: "Long Su."

With just one glance, Long Su saw regret in those eyes that were always compassionate and calm: "Buddha sword, I am Long Su of Shulou..."

With a sigh, a slight smile appeared on Fojian's face, but the regret in his eyes did not fade away. I know that you are Shulou Longsu, but I can't control myself from showing such emotions to you. I used to think that I was already a lover to you. I feel the same way, but now that I think about it, I realize that I am too naive...

"Buddha sword, I'm too gentle, that's why I let you have time to think about other unimportant things?" Long Su's golden eyes hidden in desire swept across the chest of Buddha sword. Twisting movements are still light and gentle.

A look of embarrassment flashed across Fojian's face, and he closed his eyes again and lay down on any Longsu who could do whatever he wanted on him.

Who would have thought that the holy walker who protects and kills sinners in Buddhism would have such a cute look?Long Su was overjoyed in his heart, something called tenderness slowly flowed in his golden glazed eyes, and then leaned over, his cold lips covered the warm lips of the Buddha sword, and his lips and teeth touched, not in a hurry, but let Fojian couldn't help but dance for it.

Suddenly, Buddha Sword groaned out of the mouths of the two, and the eyes that opened suddenly revealed a look of struggling with desire.

The Buddha sank into the sea of ​​desire created by Long Su, his gradually blurred eyes could no longer see anything else, he could only hold tightly to the hand that was standing beside him, as if he was holding the only salvation in this life.

"It's so beautiful..." Looking at the tightly closed eyes of the person below him when his desire climbed to the peak and the state of bliss mixed with compassion, Long Su hugged his body that was still slightly convulsed, and raised his arms. In the blink of an eye, even though it was incomplete, the undiminished scenery was imprinted in his cold and desire eyes...

The Buddhist sword...a deep nostalgia from the bottom of my heart did not express it, and the hands surrounding the Buddhist sword did not move anymore: "Peach blossoms are easy to fall, but people are sentimental.... This is enough."

The two embracing each other enjoyed this moment of silence, as if they had met back then, he was not the dragon head of the Confucian sect, nor was he a holy walker in the Buddhist sect to protect and kill. The lofty heart of Hongtu Baye, they are just them...

"Did I come at the wrong time?" Jianzi Xianji, who had just stepped into Sanfen, paused slightly after seeing the two close friends, and then smiled in Longsu He walked in with his eyes: "It seems that the Buddha sword can't be turned into fate, and I'm ready to pay off the debt with my body."

"Jianzi, I remember that you also owe a lot to Longsu here." Facing Jianzi's dark gaze, Fojian stood up and brushed the clothes that were just crumpled by Longsu, and walked back very calmly.

"Oh? Buddha Sword, I don't know when you will have such a roundabout way of speaking."

"Ha, just like I don't know when Jianziru hesitates."

Long Su glanced at the two people who seemed to be fighting each other, covered his face with Hua Fan and returned to Long Yanwan without a word.

"Xianfeng, I want to take a bath."

"Yes, Master."

Mu Xianfeng bowed and retreated, tending a garden of flowers and plants within the range that Long Su could summon, until Jianzi Xianji came in a hurry.

"Daoist Jianzi, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Xianfeng, has your master returned?"

"I'm back, but..." Still taking a bath...

Mu Xianfeng looked at the place where there were no people, and then looked at the direction of the hot spring. After hesitating for a while, she continued to trim the flower branches. The master and Taoist Jianzi have such a good relationship. What will happen, not to mention they are all men...

"I say sword, please don't enter unless you are, and don't look at anything inappropriate." Long Su's arm was resting on the wall of the pool, the wet purple hair was sticking to the side of his face, and he seemed to be blurred by the dense steam. Junrong with a smile that is not a smile.

"Then how do you explain leaving without saying goodbye?"

"These two things don't seem to be the same thing, right?" Long Su swiped his hand across the water and looked at the slight waves he provoked, his eyes covered by the mist seemed deep and shallow, not knowing what to think.

"The dragon head of the Confucian school is knowledgeable and knowledgeable. If you say no, then you are not."

"what."

Long Su smiled and didn't say anything else, except for the sound of running water, they didn't hear anything else until another stick of incense passed.

"I said Jianzi, it doesn't count if you see me taking a bath, do you still want to see me get out of the bath?"

"Since I have read it, why not read it to the end, besides, it is never my style to give up halfway."

"Give up halfway?" Long Su sneered: "The words of the Great Immortal Jianzi seem to have a meaning."

"There must be someone who can listen to what is said, because I am afraid that that person will not be there when I look back."

"Hehe, how dare someone not listen to the innate words of the Taoist sect? This courage is really extraordinary."

"Yeah, according to my opinion, I must have eaten the heart of a dragon and a tiger's guts."

"I can eat dragon's heart and tiger gallbladder, but my appetite is not bad. I'm afraid I will suffer from indigestion when the time comes."

"Being able to eat is a blessing. To be a human being is to cherish blessings, right? Long Su."

"Cherish blessings? Shouldn't Taoism be innately imitating nature? If we let nature take its course, why should we talk about the word 'cherish'?"

"Nature is for people, and people follow nature, all out of the heart."

"So Ru Jianzi's original intention is to eat dragon's heart and tiger's gall?"

Jianzi couldn't help laughing: "In terms of the sharpness of the tongue, I am not as good as you."

"That's right, but in terms of thickness, Long Su is the place where you want to retreat from your sword."

"I said Long Su, since you are not thick-skinned enough, are you sure you want to continue soaking in this water?"

"It's true." Long Suyiyan actually stood up from the pool, and Bai Yuwuxia's body was exposed to Jianzi Xianji's eyes with Lingling water drops.

"Tsk, I said Long Su, is it really good to be so direct all of a sudden?"

"Oh? I always thought you were regretting the scenery that you never had a chance to see when I became a demon. Could it be that Long Su made a mistake?" While joking, Long Su raised a thin purple gauze shirt and covered his body It fits tightly on the skin.

"Aiya." Jianzi shook his head and supported his forehead with a low smile: "Long Su, you really remember."

"If I don't remember, then you were either demonized by me or died by my hands, Jianzi, if you don't say anything, I won't say anything. I think this is a tacit understanding between you and me."

"My tacit understanding with Long Su is unabated, just like Buddha Sword and you, who are both at the peak of the Three Religions. If there is a slight difference in tacit understanding, Jianzi will feel uneasy."

"Ha, if Jianzi is disturbed, wouldn't Long Su be blamed?"

"Friend." Jianzi smiled casually, and stretched out his hand: "It's windy outside, let's go back inside."

Long Su raised his lips, and stretched out his hand to hold Jianzi: "Then I will trouble my friend."