After amnesia with Taoist couple

Shen Zheyu's heartbeat suddenly accelerated: "You, do you know what you are talking about?"

Su Mo whispered: "You dare not gamble?"

"Who said I dare not?"

"Then it's settled." Su Mo smiled triumphantly, "You can't go back on your word."

"You..." Shen Zheyu was annoyed, but after thinking about it, he only made money from this bet.If you win, the benefits are self-evident; even if you lose, isn't it just a kiss, what's the big deal?

Then he settled down and said: "Yes, a word is a decision."

"Yeah." Su Mo just smiled, he seemed to be in a good mood, as if he had a chance of winning.Shen Zheyu always felt that she had been tricked by this invisible man, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

"I will win." Finally, in order to combat Su Mo's arrogance, he emphasized a bit stubbornly.

Su Mo leaned against the bed frame, smiled lazily and said nothing.

·

The disciples of Jingkong Temple cleaned up the battle situation until dawn.When the east turned pale, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: walking corpses are evil things, and they won't attack during the day.

Shen Zheyu was wounded to check the casualties in the temple.In the battle last night, more than ten monks were killed in Jingkong Temple, and nearly thirty contracted corpse boys were also lost.The monks packed up the remains of the brothers and sisters with sad faces, and put them into the coffins for a dignified burial.

Accompanied by Shen Zheyu, Su Mo asked secretly through sound transmission: "The number of contracted corpses sacrificed is more?"

Shen Zheyu said: "The contract corpses rely on the life and cultivation of their servants to survive. If the servants die, what do you think will happen to them?"

Su Mo was silent for a while and said, "...will it turn back into a corpse?"

Shen Zheyu: "That's right. And if the contracted corpse is wounded to the heart or head and dies, their servant will not die as a result, and they can continue to sign contracts with new contracted corpses in the future."

Su Mo was silent for a moment and did not speak.

Shen Zheyu sighed slightly: "The relationship between the servant master and the contract corpse is the relationship between attachment and attachment, which is not equal at all. How sad it would be if they had feelings for each other!"

There was a hint of pity in his tone, Su Mo frowned and said: "There is no absolute in everything."

Shen Zheyu glanced at him, not wanting to argue with him, but suddenly heard an angry roar from the courtyard:

"Huaiyuan! You stinky donkey who is greedy for life and afraid of death! You still have the face to come back?! Why didn't you get killed outside by a walking corpse?!"

Shen Zheyu and Su Mo turned their heads, and saw an angry young man in the courtyard, ruthlessly grabbing a monk's cassock, his face flushed, cursing, cursing, and punching the monk again. face.The monk he called Huaiyuan was short in stature, shrinking his body and trembling all over, closed his eyes with a sad face, stretched out his hands helplessly, beat and scolded, but didn't reply a word, let alone fight back.

Shen Zheyu asked Chu Yue who was cleaning at the side: "What's going on?"

Chu Yue replied respectfully: "The one who was beaten was Master Huaiyuan from the temple, and the one who was beating him was his contract corpse Liufeng. Master Huaiyuan...was a bit timid, he would run away in the chaos every time he fought, and Liufeng had a hot temper. So, always, always beat him..."

Shen Zheyu asked again: "In that case, why didn't Lianxinzuo punish him properly?"

Chu Yue was stunned and said: "There are not many monks in the temple who have the conditions to sign a contract. In addition, although Master Huaiyuan retreated before the battle, Liufeng was brave and decisive, and he made a lot of contributions every time, so Master just opened his eyes. Close your eyes..."

Shen Zheyu frowned, and said in a serious tone: "How can you tolerate such cowardice?"

After hearing this, Su Mo smiled meaningfully: "I don't think it's necessarily because of cowardice."

"It's not because of cowardice, what else could it be?"

Su Mo said: "If you are really afraid of death, Huai Yuanda can pack up and run away completely. If you don't want to be a monk in Jingkong Temple, why bother to go back to the temple every time the battle is over?"

"...As a disciple of Jingkong Temple, how can you betray the master casually?"

"I'm not afraid of being a deserter, but are you afraid of betraying my teacher?" Su Mo chuckled.

Shen Zheyu raised her eyes, and asked him secretly through voice transmission: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Su Mo also replied to him through sound transmission: "I just think it's interesting, how about we wait and see what happens?"

"……what ever."

Seeing the violent Liu Feng dragging the timid Huaiyuan to the backyard, Shen Zheyu's mind returned to business.

He turned his head and said to Su Mo: "Huang Wuji retreats for the time being, and it will take a few days to recreate the walking corpse. I want to adjust my breath as soon as possible to restore my skills. Are you willing to help me?"

Su Mo smiled and said, "Okay. But do you know, what's the best way to quickly recover skills?"

"What is it?"

Su Mo suddenly leaned into his ear, and said two words in an extremely teasing tone: "Shuang, Xiu."

Shen Zheyu has been practicing since she was a child, and she has received very orthodox moral education. Hearing such explicit words from him, she couldn't help trembling in her eyes, and her whole face slowly turned crimson.

——Although double cultivation is indeed a shortcut that many people would choose.

"Dirty, dirty!" He bit his lip, but even his voice trembled.

Su Mo laughed indifferently, and strode forward with folded arms.Shen Zheyu hated him very much at this moment, and didn't want to walk in the same place with him, so she stood there angrily.

Isn't this Dead Demon Lord too courageous?It's okay to kiss, but I still think about it...

Shen Zheyu clenched her sleeves tightly, trying to be calm on the surface, but her heart was like a lake where stones were thrown, splashing water that she couldn't explain.

Subconsciously, he didn't want to go back to his room to spend time with Su Mo, so he walked in the opposite direction.Turning around a quiet corridor in the temple, there is a small pond in front of you.He walked a few steps, and saw a young man squatting by the pond, trying to stretch his neck, looking at the water intently.

A few strands of his long hair fell to the surface of the water, so he deftly straightened it out, picked up the water again, and slowly wiped it off his face.

Shen Zheyu didn't want to disturb him, and was about to retreat quietly, when a stern scolding sound came from across the pond:

"You performed mediocrely in the battle last night, and you are still lazy here?!"

When Shen Zheyu heard the words, she retreated behind the long pillars in the corridor and inspected them calmly.I saw a monk with a serious expression coming, he was handsome, but there was a murderous look between his brows, and his every move was very orderly, which made people think he was a bit scary.

Hearing his voice, the young man by the pool stood up immediately, stroked the hair hanging down his shoulders, and said softly, "There is blood on my face, I want to wash it off."

The serious monk stepped forward in threes and twos, squeezed the young man's shoulder, and said half angrily and half complaining:

"You think about looking in the mirror and cherishing your own appearance all day long, but every time you fight, you are the stupidest one, don't you feel ashamed?!"

The young man was not angry when he reprimanded him, but he replied gently, "It's my fault, don't be angry."

The monk sighed hastily: "If you are always so unprogressive, in the future... hey! I will punish you not to eat for a day! Facing the wall and thinking about your mistakes!"

"Yes."

The monk left with a cold and angry body, while the young man stayed where he was, and turned his side slightly as if he was at a loss.Shen Zheyu found that his appearance was extremely beautiful, his black hair was smooth, his temples were carefully trimmed, and he was in good shape.The fair and delicate skin also seems to have been maintained, hydrated and moisturized.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the most beautiful boy in the temple.

At this time, the young man had already caught a glimpse of Shen Zheyu behind the long pillar, and a trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes: "Master, why are you... why are you here?"

Shen Zheyu stepped out slowly: "What's your name? Who was the monk just now?"

The young man replied politely: "My name is Bai Shuo, and that just now is my servant, Master Huai Jing."

"It's too much for him to scold you so severely."

When Bai Shuo heard this, he panicked and waved his hands hastily: "No, lord, he...he was just in a momentary rush, he was...for my own good...don't blame him!"

"Oh?" Shen Zheyu didn't expect that he would turn to defend the monk named Huai Jing, as if he was afraid that he would make trouble for him.

Bai Shuo smiled a little embarrassedly: "I've always gotten along with him like this..."

As if to dispel Shen Zheyu's doubts, he talked about his past relationship with Huaijing.

·

"You mean, you were classmates with Huai Jing?" Shen Zheyu asked.

"Yes," Bai Shuo smiled softly, "I met him in the academy in my hometown. At that time, I never thought of coming to the cultivation world. I just wanted to be an ordinary person in the secular world and work hard to get fame. He is much smarter than me. , he is also the best student in the academy, and everyone thinks he can be the champion."

Shen Zheyu nodded: "A life in the world of mortals may not be as good as cultivating immortals. I think you are also good at poetry and writing."

Bai Shuo said: "No, I'm not as smart as he is, and I'm always preoccupied with my appearance. I'm very satisfied to be able to win someone. He is very strict with me, forcing me to study hard every day, and he will accompany me Study together and teach me poetry and books. He often said..."

"What are you talking about?" "He often said that he is as stupid as I am. If you don't work hard, you are not worthy of going to Beijing with him in the future."

"..." Shen Zheyu was silent for a while, "Aren't you angry?" He couldn't help imagining that if Su Mo said that about him, he would definitely not let him go.

Bai Shuo still smiled: "No, I know, he said that to motivate me to make progress. He hopes in his heart more than anyone else to be able to go to high school with me."

"What then?"

Bai Shuo said quietly: "Later, when we were 16 years old, we went to Beijing together to catch the exam. But I was on the way..."

"what happened?"

"But I fell ill on the way and died in a foreign land."

"..." Shen Zheyu was at a loss for words for a moment.

Bai Shuo continued: "At that time he was taking care of me in the inn. I advised him to leave me alone and rush to the exam, but he refused to listen to me and refused to leave anyway. I remember that on the night when I died of illness, he sat on the bed While holding my hand, he still scolded me, saying that I am so stupid, and if I get worse, he will leave me here and not take me to Beijing. However, while he scolded me, he cried, tears It dripped on my hand, it was very hot..."

"...Then... what happens next?"

"Later, when I opened my eyes, I was already in Jingkong Temple, only to realize that he had become a monk, and I had become his contract corpse. When I just woke up, his first words were scolding me, scolding me The rotten wood can't be carved, saying that other contracted corpses woke up in one day and one night, but I spent three days and three nights. But while scolding me, I seemed to be relieved, as if I was worried that I wouldn't wake up... ..."

Shen Zheyu sighed: "He should have given up his fame and embarked on the road of Taoism to meet you again."

Bai Shuo: "I asked him what was going on back then, but he refused to say anything, and even scolded me if he asked too many questions."

Shen Zheyu nodded silently, feeling a little embarrassed for some reason.He couldn't help but imagine what kind of academy it was, with peach trees planted in the garden?Or plum?The young Huai Jing and Bai Shuo studied books and wrote poems together under the tree. Huai Jing always had a stern face, admonishing Bai Shuo fiercely, while Bai Shuo, who loves to dress up, never got angry and always listened docilely. She scolded him and looked at him with a smile.

Is that academy still there?How many years has it been since Huai Jing became a monk at Jingkong Temple?

Bai Shuo's words reminded him of a fact that had been overlooked before: every young contracted corpse had died once, and they and their servants should have had a life-and-death past.

He also thought of the bet with Sumo, and realized that Chu Yue and Huaikong should also have such a past, a past that could determine the outcome of the bet.

He thought he had to find out about that past.