Substitute Attack and Scum Shou Your Majesty

When Shi Yin heard these words, he was in a trance for a moment.

He raised his eyes to look at A Luan who was facing him. A Luan was meeting his gaze with his chin propped up, and he didn't dodge a single bit.

Si Xu, Shi Yin nodded slightly and agreed: "Okay."

The two got up and went over, and sat down facing each other in front of the chessboard over there.

On the chessboard, there was still the defeat left by Han Zongyan when he left.

A Luan saw it, and was not curious to ask any more questions, just reached out to pick up the chess piece and put it back into the chess box.

He also picked white stones.

Shi Yin looked at A Luan's movements, paused for a moment, but quickly retracted, followed by raising his hand to pick up the sunspots, and put them back in the chess box on his side.

The two moved very quickly, and the chessboard was cleared in a short while.

The plate is empty, waiting for people to draw.

Aluan holds the white stone, but he goes first and falls straight to Tianyuan.

After settling down, Aluan looked at Shi Yin with a smile on her chin and said, "Shi Yin, it's your turn."

Shi Yin frowned and looked back at A Luan, who still smiled calmly.

Loosening the gap between his brows, Shi Yin retracted his gaze and dropped the chess piece.

A Luan followed suit, only following Shi Yin.

You come and I go, the situation is entangled.

The chess game between the two of them didn't seem like they were fighting to win or lose, but just playing around.

This kind of game is really hard to decide who wins or loses.

Until the end of Haishi.

When Shi Yin dropped another sunspot, Aluan didn't continue, just leaned back, stretched his arms, and said: "Shi Yin, it's getting late, I have to go back first..."

"Let's keep this game, I'll come to you to continue next time, okay?"

Shi Yin raised his head to look at A Luan, but A Luan's eyes were very open, and he didn't hide anything.

Shi Yin withdrew his gaze and said, "Okay."

Aluan went to the tea table, picked up the big maroon cloak, shook off the cloak and put it on, tied it up by herself, then waved to Shi Yin and said, "I'm leaving. Don't give it away, outside. cold."

Shi Yin just stood there without moving: "Okay."

A Luan turned around and took two steps outside, but suddenly turned back.

Shi Yin looked at A Luan, his heart moved slightly.

Aluan walked up to Shi Yin, pulled his right hand to support him and turned it over, looked at the not-so-slight scratches on Shi Yin's palm with distressed eyes: "Why did you get hurt?"

So he saw it.

Shi Yin pursed the corners of his lips, did not speak, only looked at the wound on his palm.

Aluan raised Shi Yin's hand a little bit higher, leaned over and blew carefully, with a childish gesture, he asked, "Does it hurt?"

Shi Yin felt the air blown by A Luan brush over his palm, and his fingers curled up involuntarily.

The adam's apple moved, Shiyin suppressed his voice, and replied in a low voice: "It doesn't hurt..."

Hearing this, Aluan raised her head to look at Shi Yin, and said, "But I feel very painful."

A Luan has a pair of eyes that can easily make people believe him.

Big, slightly round, like a child, with always clear eyes.

Just look into these eyes, as if no matter what A Luan says, you can't help but believe it.

Shi Yin said: "It's okay...it will be fine in a few days."

A Luan let go of Shi Yin's hand and said, "Don't move."

Shi Yin didn't move, still maintaining this posture.

A Luan took out a small bottle from her sleeve, uncorked the bottle, tilted the bottle, and carefully applied medicine to the wound on Shi Yin's palm.

"This medicine is very good. I used it when I was injured before. Don't touch the water. It will be fine in two days."

After applying the medicine, Aluan stuffed the small bottle into Shi Yin's other hand, took out another handkerchief, and carefully bandaged Shi Yin, but tied a tight knot.

A Luan looked at the knot and said with satisfaction: "Okay."

Shi Yin also looked at the knot.

A Luan gathered the cloak and said: "I really have to go. Another day... I will come again, and we will play chess again."

Shi Yin answered him: "Okay."

Aluan left.

There was no turning back this time.

Shi Yin was left standing alone in the tea room. In his left hand was the small medicine bottle given by A Luan, and in his right hand was the knot that A Luan had tied just now. On the tea table here was A Luan drinking the remaining half cup of tea. On the chessboard is the half game left by A Luan.

Shi Yin touched the knot in the palm of his hand.

The corners of his lips curved slightly, he smiled silently, and shook his head helplessly.

A Luan...is really a young man...

Come whenever you want, get up and leave if you want to, just leave a day when you don't know when it will come again.

And he complied.

Since there is a promise, he must keep it.

So, Shi Yin turned off the lights and stayed in the tea room for the night, and resumed when A Luan came again.

After the first day of the new year, the meaning of the new year gradually faded day by day, and fewer people went to Daxing Temple.

Both Gui Yun and Gui Yu went to the Buddhist hall more frequently.

Shi Yin didn't care at all.

He just does his own thing.

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Shiyin wrote two letters, one to the great master and one to the little novice, and three scriptures he copied by himself, and packed them into a bundle for sending back to Jinzhou.

But he still didn't leave the monastery. When Guiyun and Huiyu came back in the evening, Shiyin handed over the bunch of things to them.

Gui Yun and Gui Yu took the things and asked, "Brother Shi Yin...where are you going to send these?"

Shi Yin told them: "Qingquan Temple."

The two young monks nodded ignorantly.

They were adopted by Daxing Temple since they were young, and they have been growing up in the temple, almost never going out, and they are instinctively curious about the outside world.

Guiyun blinked and asked, "Where is Qingquan Temple...? Is it where you came from, Senior Brother Shiyin? Is it too far from our Daxing Temple?"

When Shi Yin heard his question, he couldn't help thinking of the little novice monk in Qingquan Temple.

So, Shi Yin replied in a gentle voice: "Yes."

"I came from Qingquan Temple, but it's not far from the capital."

Gui Yu was a little more stable, but he was still a child. Seeing Shi Yin answering Gui Yun, he asked, "How long will it take for these things to get there? How do they get there?"

Shi Yin smiled slightly and said, "Someone will send them there."

"Hurry up for half a day, or slow down for a day."

Seeing Shi Yin's smile, the two young monks were stunned for a moment, feeling more intimate in their hearts, they had never seen such a beautiful smile.

I also completely forgot what happened on the first day of junior high school.

Guiyun and Guiyu happily accepted the package, and promised Shi Yin that they would send the package for him.

Shi Yin smiled again and said, "Thank you very much."

Gui Yun and Gui Yu were fascinated by this smile, and carried the package back to their room in a daze.

Shi Yin watched them enter the house, raised his head and looked at the gray-blue sky that had not yet darkened, and the western sky farther away had some diffuse orange.

The winter nights are getting shorter.

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The teacher is confused by thousands of people: just smile, and the world will fall.

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