Dressed as a heartthrob cannon fodder husband and wife

Lin Sijin didn't know what Jun Yewu was thinking, he was lying in the quilt with his pillow in his arms, it was still a little cold across the floor, but it wouldn't let him freeze.

He didn't really want to sleep, he huddled under the quilt and used his spiritual power to penetrate the spiritual hole of the lock. There was a slight "click" sound from the quilt, and the chain was easily released.

Lin Sijin waited quietly. He noticed that Jun Yewu would look at him from time to time. Could it be that he was afraid that he would not be able to run away again?

He just fell asleep, but now he is not sleepy, the candle lamp in the hall was blown out, Jun Yewu on the bed was wearing a robe, and when the wind blew, he started coughing, coughing non-stop, he felt uncomfortable listening to it .

Lin Sijin glanced along, he sat quietly in the corner, and after a while, he heard the intermittent voice of the person on the bed.

"water……"

The sound of coughing echoed in the hall, and there was no one else in the hall. Lin Sijin sat without moving, and Jun Yewu's eyes fell on him from the mid-air, so he got up obediently, and went to pour Jun Yewu a glass Tea.

Jun Yewu's cold white fingertips were stained with blood, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his lips. He carried the tea over and placed it next to Jun Yewu.

The other party's eyes fell on him, Lin Sijin was stared a little hairy, and reluctantly took out a handkerchief from his sleeve.

Jun Yewu took the handkerchief handed over by the young man, and it smelled of sweet snacks, maybe it was often carried with snacks, and there was a light embroidered pattern of little sheep on it.

He raised his eyes and looked over, the boy gave him the handkerchief very reluctantly, his eyes stared at him, and his eyes stopped at his chin.

After being discovered by him, he looked back and stood there with his hands in his hands.

"Can I go back?" Lin Sijin asked softly.

Jun Yewu is usually good at disguising his emotions, but now he is facing more and more real emotions of young people, and he is unwilling to put on his usual face.

"Impossible," Jun Yewu didn't want to follow the boy's wishes, coughed twice, "Go and move your quilt over and sleep here."

Lin Sijin thought he had heard it wrong, but after a long time he realized that he stood still and said slowly, "I snore in my sleep, it will disturb you."

He was about to say something, but when he met Shangjun Yewu's cold gaze, he immediately shut up, and went to move the quilt obediently.

"Why are there so many things..." Lin Sijin whispered, he went over to move his bedding, put the bedding on the ground next to Jun Yewu, and spread it himself.

Jun Yewu can keep looking at him in this position, which means that he will be stared at all the time, feeling a little uncomfortable, how can he be able to sleep.

Thinking so, Lin Sijin belatedly remembered that he just fell asleep once.

So he sat down by the wall, looked at the red line on his wrist and felt a little relieved, remembered something, and asked Jun Yewu tentatively.

"I saw the beheading envoys when I went out, didn't you go to see them?"

Jun Yewu opened his closed eyes, met the young man's clear eyes, and said with a half-smile, "You don't care what you do, even if there is an envoy, you and your senior brother can't be saved."

"They might find you," Lin Sijin wasn't angry either, he would have been pissed off with Jun Yewu's knowledge, "You'll only be caught then."

It's better to leave the Jinyue Temple now, and find some artifacts, life is not important.

Jun Yewu gave him a look to let him understand, Lin Sijin couldn't ask anything, he felt that according to Cui Haoxue's ability, he should soon notice what was wrong in the temple.

"There's still one more day," Jun Yewu said suddenly, "If you can't find one more day, you can't stay here."

Lin Sijin was a little surprised when he heard the words. He didn't expect Jun Yewu to tell him this. It seemed that he knew that he couldn't hide it from the beheading envoy for too long.

He whispered, "You killed so many monks in this monastery, Xianmen will not let you go."

Especially if you don't ask the eminent monk, it can be said that it is unparalleled in the world. If all the immortals know about it, they will definitely petition to crusade against Jun Yewu.

"I can't blame me for this, you should go back and ask your good master," Jun Yewu said calmly, he didn't ask if he did it, originally he wanted to blame Feng Rugao, but he didn't expect Feng Rugao to be on his body His sword light, it was heaven helping him.

Lin Sijin: "What's the matter with my master?"

"Naturally it's related. Your master took action against Buwen. Whether it's true or not, the Xianmen can know if they have seen Buwen's corpse." Jun Yewu's eyes darkened a little, and he laughed suddenly, " He killed without asking."

"Who knows that it wasn't someone who deliberately released my master's sword light..." Lin Sijin muttered in a low voice, the person they were talking about was Jun Yewu.

At this time, he didn't know that Feng Rugao's sword was light and frosty, and almost no one in the world could imitate it.

"Someone must have let it go, and put the blame on my master."

Lin Sijin nodded silently in her heart, what Jun Yewu said was not credible, and the possibility of framing Feng Rugao was greater.Even if it was Feng Rugao, with Feng Rugao's temperament, how could he leave behind a sword light for others to use as a handle?

"Wuwen has never been involved in the affairs of the world, but broke the precepts more than ten years ago to make a fortune for your master, and lost his body because of peeping into the secret."

Lin Sijin listened quietly, he waited for the next sentence, and after waiting for a long time did not hear, he raised his eyes, the emotions in Jun Yewu's eyes were suppressed, and he didn't tell him what happened next.

"Go to sleep earlier, even if your master is slandered, you can't do anything."

Lin Sijin was caught off guard and stabbed again. He was a little unhappy, and he didn't plan to talk to Jun Yewu anymore, so he leaned against the wall and turned his face away.

It seemed a very long night, and Lin Sijin hadn't fallen asleep. He had been observing Jun Yewu all the time. Jun Yewu was very vigilant, and if he made a slight movement, he would open his eyes immediately.

His eyes will stay on him for a while, with a little sinister look in his eyes.

It was as if he could see what he was doing even with his eyes closed.

Lin Sijin didn't move around anymore, he didn't find any opportunities all night, and fell asleep when it was almost dawn, and when he woke up again, he woke up when he heard movement.

"Holy Monarch, yesterday I sent someone to look through the ancient books of the Jinyue Temple. Thousands of years ago, I didn't even ask to bring back a holy object..."

The guard below was reporting, Jun Yewu coughed twice when he heard the words, his expression changed a little, "Where is it recorded?"

The waiter hesitated to speak, he didn't dare to speak directly, so he presented the classics and bowed his head on the spot.

The classics are very old, and they were preserved with spiritual power all the year round. The handwriting on them is blurred and barely legible.

"People have a past life, a present life, and a future. This sacred object cannot be said where it came from, but where it will go. The Jinyue Temple will guard it on its behalf. After a thousand years, if disasters occur in three thousand generations, it will save the world."

"Everything that the naked eye can see is holy."

When Jun Yewu saw the last line, his brows furrowed slightly. These monks are so fond of gods and gods. They don't write any sacred objects anywhere, only write that they can be seen by the eyes.

There are so many things that the eyes can see, the halls of Jinyue Temple, every plant and tree, and the four seasons of Hanhuan Mountain, where can't we see them?

Lin Sijin had already woken up. He heard what Jun Yewu and the guard said, and he was a little curious. He looked at the classics in Jun Yewu's hand, with "Can you let me see it too" written all over his face.

He thought so, but didn't say anything, Jun Yewu glanced at him, threw the classics on the table beside him, and continued to give orders to the guard with his back turned to him.

The classics were on the coffee table in front of him, he leaned a little closer and glanced at them, but he couldn't understand them.

It is true that the holy object of salvation is in Jinyue Temple, but I don't know where to put it. Even if I find the recorded classics, it seems to be of no use.

Jun Yewu's desire to take the holy object must not be to save the world, but to destroy the world is almost the same, probably because of his own injuries.

"Go and check other temple classics to see if there is a place where spiritual energy gathers and the formations in the temple. Check them all."

The guard responded, "His Royal Highness, over there...they inspected many temples last night, and they may have found something unusual."

"It doesn't matter," Jun Yewu coughed twice, "When they come over, the monk's body doesn't have to be sent to the various immortal gates. Keep the body of the one who doesn't ask, and let them see the corpse if they don't ask when they leave."

Waiter: "Yes."

Then it turned into a cloud of black mist and dissipated in the temple.

Lin Sijin is still secretly flipping through the classics, which record everything, not only the history of the temple, but also some miscellaneous things, some are described in words, and some are described in pictures.

He turned quickly, and suddenly saw something, paused his fingertips, turned back, and saw the painting on it clearly, the lines on it were very old, and he stared at the picture with wide eyes.

It's not... It's not...

This is not the book Monk and Little Fox he found in Fuguang Library! ! ?

Why does it appear in the temple gate classics of Jinyue Temple?

The little fox in the painting is still beautiful, and the beginning of the story is the same. The fox was dying with a broken tail, and then met the monk, and the two were together.

He didn't read the following story, because Sheng Rufei collected his book and didn't allow him to read it.

He thought of something, and was about to turn the next page with his fingertips, but the ancient book in front of him was taken away in a second. Jun Yewu took his ancient book and glanced at the picture on it.

"What are you doing, pay me back—"

Lin Sijin has always been obsessed with this story, and has some doubts about the direction of the plot. Originally, she only saw it in Zangshu Pavilion, but now it reappears in Jinyue Temple. It must be more than that simple.This is closely related to the soul contract on him.He has been thinking about it for several months, and now he finally has the opportunity to see it, but when he was about to get it and was taken away, he felt very uncomfortable.

It's almost time to know what's next.

He stared at Jun Yewu, met the man's eyes, and soon weakened again. He suppressed the urge to snatch it back, and lowered his voice a little, "I want to see it, and I will return it to you in a while."

And it doesn't belong to this person, it's something from Jinyue Temple, and Jun Yewu took it for granted.

When he was thumping, the chains collided and rattled, Jun Yewu ignored him, but turned the pages of the book and began to look, his eyes paused for a while.

Lin Sijin thought about the large scale in the back, and he said, "Actually, there's nothing to look at, it's not suitable..."

Lin Sijin didn't dare to speak when the other party flew over with a sharp eye.

Jun Yewu turned the pages of the book with his fingertips. The pictures on it looked like a third-rate romantic story book. The first two pages were normal, but the latter... turned into various poses of monks and male vixen, not like classics in the temple. Rather, it looks like a pornographic object.

Among them is a picture of a fox locked up, stuffed in its mouth, and covered with welts. It looks dying, but it is full of trust in the monk.

Jun Yewu glanced at the boy who was now in shackles. The boy was still watching him cautiously. His eyes were fixed for a moment, and the corners of his lips curled up a little.

The meaning of the voice is unknown.

"You like this?"