Dressed as a heartthrob cannon fodder husband and wife

Lin Sijin didn't realize what it was at first, and was slightly stunned for a moment, then realized something, and her face became hot belatedly.

"Brother?"

The corner of Sheng Rufei's lips touched the tip of his ear, brushed against his ear tip, and soon moved away from him, with a low voice, "Wait a minute."

So he waited patiently. The surrounding was very quiet. It seemed that it was not easy to inquire about information on weekdays.

Leaning against the uneven boulder behind him, he felt a little pain from being crushed. He moved forward a little and crashed into Sheng Rufei's arms. He could smell the familiar cold fragrance and almost made a movement when Sheng Rufei grabbed his wrist. , Sheng Rufei supported him slightly.

After he stood still, Sheng Rufei let go of him. He felt that the heat around him was getting hotter and hotter. There were only the two of them. Rufei's Adam's apple.

His face was getting hotter and hotter, and he couldn't help wanting to lean towards Sheng Rufei, thinking that he couldn't pester his brother like this now, and he had pestered Sheng Rufei a few times, and Sheng Rufei was still indifferent.

After waiting for a while, footsteps came from around again, and only after the footsteps completely disappeared, Sheng Rufei opened her mouth.

"Okay."

The two of them went out through the gap of the rockery, Lin Sijin breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately the surroundings were dark, otherwise he would definitely be able to see his flushed face.

The hall here is very remote, and Lin Sijin was completely clueless. He found that Sheng Rufei seemed to know the way, but he didn't know that Sheng Rufei had memorized the map before coming here.

Going deeper, there are more and more monks guarding. The two of them met monks who passed by once or twice, because they turned into monks on the outside, and they were able to get past.

"Those two just now seem a bit unfamiliar..."

"Maybe it's a recent arrival."

The dead body of Wuwen was in the middle of the Lingtai Hall, and there were many monks guarding outside. Then Lin Sijin couldn't get in. Sheng Rufei asked him to wait where he was, and set up several barriers for him as a cover, and went in to investigate dead body.

Lin Sijin was waiting outside the hall. The monks were all wearing white monk robes. When he looked around, there was a dense patch of white. For some reason, he always felt cool behind him.

He waited obediently in the barrier, and saw a familiar figure after a while.The boy came out from the hall, using his real body, his silver hair scattered behind his back, and the monks beside him didn't notice.

Lin Sijin wanted to call his senior brother, but was afraid of being discovered, so he stayed obediently without opening his mouth. When Sheng Rufei came to him, he let go of his heart.

"Brother, did you find out?"

Sheng Rufei said "hmm", "Let's go back first, and maybe stay here for a day."

"I don't know why Buwen's spirit disappeared, but I just found a fatal wound on him."

Sheng Rufei didn't say the rest of the words, there was a sword energy belonging to Feng Rugao on it.

"Presumably they have the answer in their hearts, and they won't trap us here for too long."

Lin Sijin seemed to understand, but before he left, he looked back, and the monks were still standing still, looking at them suddenly, they looked like stiff human puppets.

He put aside his thoughts, it must be an illusion, and followed Sheng Rufei back the same way.

The two of them couldn't appear in the same courtyard, Lin Sijin was forced to separate from Sheng Rufei, feeling a little unwilling in his heart, returning to his cold palace, feeling empty.

The person was next door, Lin Sijin looked at the red line on his wrist, it was really unfair that only Sheng Rufei had the control.

If he also had control, he would call Hongxian over and ask Sheng Rufei to sleep with him.

The monk outside could be seen through the paper window, Lin Sijin stared at the monk's bald forehead for a while, then turned around holding the quilt.

At this moment, a thin line of blood appeared on the necks of the monks guarding outside. All of them were pale and entangled in the blood and remained motionless in place.If Lin Sijin saw it, he would recognize that it was the soul-hunting technique he had seen in Raksha City.

Lin Sijin seemed to have swept a corner of the snow coat before going to bed. He thought he was dazzled, his upper and lower eyelids were fighting, and slowly fell asleep.

When he woke up again, he was no longer in the original temple.

First smelling the faint fragrance of orchids, Lin Sijin opened his eyes, he was a little dazed, he glanced at a corner of the snow-white monk's robe, and then met a snow-white and handsome face... above, there was a bald head.

Lin Sijin was stunned for a while, and then realized that he was no longer in the original room. He became vigilant and said, "You are..."

For some reason, he had never seen the face in front of him before, but somehow he felt familiar.

"Young master, don't be afraid... Don't ask the holy monk what happened, maybe there are some evil spirits in the temple. Yesterday, the investigation went to the young master, and the young master has not woken up, so he temporarily brought you here."

Lin Sijin looked at the surrounding furnishings. He didn't quite believe what this beautiful monk said. He noticed that this monk had a bad complexion, and he would cough if he said a few more words, as if he could cough up his lungs.

"Where is my brother? Where is he?"

"Closed in another place."

The beautiful monk said: "This is a special period, the two of you can't be locked in the same place. When the matter is cleared up, you will naturally be released at that time."

What he said was watertight, Lin Sijin went to check his things, no matter whether it was a sword, a storage bag or others, there was nothing missing.

"Can I go see my senior brother now?" Lin Sijin was a little worried, and he noticed that there were also several monks guarding outside.

The beautiful monk looked at him with a gentle voice, "Of course not."

Lin Sijin: "..."

This is a magnificent palace. Lin Sijin tried his best to recall what happened the day before. He only remembered that he fell asleep, and he couldn't remember anything after that.

No one knows who brought him here.

Seemingly seeing his uneasiness, the beautiful monk comforted him, "Young master will stay here for a few days, and I will watch over you."

The monk talked about the little boy, but Lin Sijin didn't hear any politeness inside, he seemed to be invited here as a guest.

He got up and stepped out of the temple gate, and all the monks outside the temple looked at him, so he returned.

"You haven't told me who you are yet." Lin Sijin realized later that the person in front of him only answered questions about him, but did not reveal any information about himself.

"Poor monk... Dharma name..." The beautiful monk lowered his eyes slightly, glanced at the dew tea, and replied, "The Dharma name is Xuesheng, the benefactor called me Xuesheng."

Lin Sijin felt that the name was a bit strange, and asked again, "Are you here to look at me?"

No matter how he looks, he doesn't look like him, and he always feels a little weird.

Xuesheng: "Exactly."

"When will I see my brother?"

Xuesheng: "The benefactor is just waiting."

"Can I step out of the palace gate?"

Xuesheng: "Young master, you can try."

Lin Sijin: "Can't you do it now?"

Xuesheng was annoyed, for a moment he saw gloom in this beautiful monk's eyes, so he closed his mouth resentfully.

Just now he was talking in a good voice, but the next second he turned his face.

Lin Sijin was restless, but the monk next to him was very free, drinking dew tea there when he had time.The monk's eyelashes are slightly closed, his pale face is slightly transparent, and he doesn't look like a monk at all.

"Xuesheng..." Lin Sijin tried to shout, and he asked, "You want to stay with me all the time?"

It would be difficult for him to sneak out like this.

Xuesheng: "Naturally."

Lin Sijin had nothing to say, and the sound transmission spells of the two of them can't be used now. Coming to Jinyue Temple really caused trouble, and I don't know what happened to Sheng Rufei.

He couldn't stay idle, so he secretly went to look at the beautiful monk opposite. It was the first time he had seen such a delicate monk. Moreover, although this monk was thin, he was tall, and his robes couldn't cover him.

Sensing his gaze, Xue Sheng said, "If you are free, young master, you can read Buddhist scriptures."

It was only then that Lin Sijin noticed that there were two thick Buddhist scriptures on the table, which were filled with densely packed words, and his eyes began to hurt just by looking at them.

"No need."

He was anxious in his heart, but he didn't show it well. He touched the snacks on the table, touched the Buddhist scriptures, and buttoned the fluffy carpet on the floor.

"The young master came to Jinyue Temple to tell fortunes."

Just as Lin Sijin was about to answer, the red line on his wrist moved slightly. He was a little excited and a little surprised. He pretended nothing had happened, and raised his eyes to meet Shang Xuesheng's eyes, who saw bottomless eyes.

The word "yes" was about to answer, but Lin Sijin said abruptly, "No, I have something to do when I come here."

"Oh, what's the matter?"

Lin Sijin felt hairy in his heart. He looked at the monk opposite, and for a moment he felt that the other monk was like a poisonous snake spitting out its core. His back became cold, and he didn't want to answer the other's question.

He didn't speak, the other party took out a plate of divination sticks from the table and asked him, "May I help you do the math."

The hexagram sticks fell on the table and were scattered everywhere, Xuesheng picked them up one by one and put them back in, and then pushed them in front of him.

Lin Sijin shook her head: "No need, I don't believe in fate."

"Don't believe in fate?" Xue Sheng coughed again, this time it was more severe, his face turned pale, it seemed that the next second would pass.

Xue Sheng immediately laughed, as if hearing some good joke, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Then you believe in karma?"

He believed this, Lin Sijin hesitated for a moment, then nodded, not understanding why the other party asked such a question.

In the next second, the snow-white monk robe in front of him was replaced by the sky demon pattern, and the monk in front of him turned into his original shape, and he met a familiar face.

Lin Sijin hadn't reacted at first, he seemed to hear a stone hanging in his heart "crack" and it shattered immediately.

"You..." He stared slightly, a little in disbelief, and subconsciously stepped back a little.

Jun Yewu! ! ?

The gown with the sky demon pattern quickly arrived in front of him, Jun Yewu's face was pale, with a half-smile on his face, he said in a low voice, "Surprised?

"Don't believe in fate, but believe in karma."

Jun Yewu's tone sounded very gentle, "Little beauty, what you owe me, have you figured out how to make it up to me?"

Lin Sijin's goosebumps were about to rise. He recalled what he had heard at the gate of the city. Jun Yewu was active in this area recently. How could he run into him by coincidence?

He watched Jun Yewu being pierced through the heart by Wanjian in Raksha City. He didn't expect Jun Yewu to survive. They met again, so it was karma.

Lin Sijin decided to pretend to be stupid at this time, he was as quiet as a chicken and didn't say a word, his heart was beating non-stop because of nervousness.

The man in front of him bent down in front of him, the man's pale face without a trace of blood, holding his wrist, his fingertips were brought to touch the man's chest.

The man's voice was gentle and understated, with a faint smile.

"I still have a hidden disease in my heart, and I feel unbearable pain when I move. This is all thanks to you and your good brother. Tell me...how should I repay this karma."