[Crossing the Book] The look of Shizun looking at me is not quite right

Shang Jian felt that Xiao Qian's movements were really fast, and the bed boards in the temple were relatively hard. Although he had long been used to this kind of bed in the military camp, he looked at Xiao Qian who was lying on the table, and after thinking about it, he decided to get it from the cabinet. He took out a quilt and spread it underneath.

"Young Master Xiao, why don't you lie on the bed, it will soften up a bit."

That's what he said, but Shang Jian didn't give Xiao Qian a chance to refuse, but directly picked him up and put him on the bed without any explanation.

Xiao Qian blinked her red rabbit eyes, and moved her paws a little, because she felt that lying on the bed would be better, as the table was hard and a bit cold.

As a rabbit for the first time, Xiao Qian was really not used to it. Looking at Shang Jian's stern face, he hesitated for a moment and said: "That General Shang...you can just call me by my name, don't call me Mr. Xiao, as we There is no need for the relationship between them to be so unfamiliar, after all, Big Brother Baili is my god-brother."

Shang Jian was silent for a while, and said: "If you say that, I have to call you Uncle Xiao."

Xiao Qian: "..."

Ye Cong: "..."

Xiao Qian paused, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "It doesn't have to be like this, you just call my name, Xiao Qian will do."

If he hadn't died, but grown one year normally, and finally stared at a middle-aged man with wrinkles and a beard, and Shang Jian called Uncle Xiao, he would definitely not have any discomfort.

But now with this young and fair face on his face, and Shang Jian's more mature face than himself, he really can't answer uncle.

Shang Jian looked at the cute and fluffy rabbit, with a slight smile on his lips, "Then don't call me General Shang, just call me by my name, after all, strictly speaking, you are indeed my elder. "

Although his face is tender, he is indeed the godbrother of his father and mother. It is not an exaggeration for him to call him uncle.

It's just that facing Xiao Qian's immature face, I really can't say anything.

Xiao Qian didn't make any reservations, and just called out "Shang Jian".

Ye Cong couldn't hear what Xiao Qian said, so from his side, it seemed to him that his general was talking to himself.

Although he knew that the general was talking to Xiao Qian, but because he couldn't hear Xiao Qian's voice, he still felt a little weird.

Forget it, forget it, let's lie down and sleep quickly.

Xiao Qian obediently lay on the head of the bed, Shang Jian glanced at him and still covered the little rabbit with his coat.

"Huh?" Xiao Qian questioned.

Shang Jian explained: "It's cold at night, so let's cover it."

Xiao Qian was silent for a moment, then said quietly: "...Shang Jian, have you forgotten that I am a ghost?"

Shang Jian: "...I forgot, it's okay, just let it be."

After that, Shang Jian blew out the candle, lifted the quilt and lay down.

The rustling sound was exceptionally clear in the darkness, maybe it was an illusion, but Xiao Qian felt that the clothes covering her body were full of warmth.

Xiao Qian is a ghost, and his work and rest are opposite to those of humans, but perhaps because of Shang Jian's influence, hearing the shallow snoring sound in his ears, he felt sleepy for no reason.

...

Maybe it was because I went to bed late at night, and everyone got up late the next morning.

As soon as Shang Jian opened his eyes, he heard the sound of chanting sutras and the voices of many people.

When Ye Cong stepped out of the courtyard, he realized that Lanruo Temple was quite lively during the day.

Qi Yu didn't hear any sound, because every time before going to sleep, Mo Yunheng would set up an enchantment to let him sleep peacefully.

This time is no exception.

Qi Yu stretched comfortably, and only after removing the barrier did he hear the noise outside.

"I didn't expect that the temple, which looks so dilapidated and gloomy at night, is so lively during the day. There are quite a lot of pilgrims here."

Mo Yunheng thought of Kong Kong, and said, "Kong Kong is a holy monk now, so the incense here will naturally not be worse."

Speaking of emptiness, Qi Yu asked, "By the way, Master, do you want to visit your old friend before you leave?"

Mo Yunheng's expression was flat, without a trace of interest, "It's just a young monk, what should I visit, and besides, he is not an old friend of my teacher."

As soon as the words fell, a very bold and loud voice was heard from outside.

"Mo Yunheng! You come out to labor!"

Qi Yu: "???"

Good guy, who is this so arrogant!Calling Mo Yunheng by his full name is fine, but he even said 'labour'!

Hearing this voice, Mo Yunheng immediately frowned, his eyes were cold.

Qi Yu walked out of the room very curiously and saw Shang Jian holding Rabbit and Ye Cong coming in from the gate of the courtyard. There were also two monks with him, one of whom was Ming Jing whom he had seen yesterday.

And the leader is a handsome monk who is neither tall nor short, with good facial features, kind eyebrows and kind eyes. For some reason, he is also a bald monk. This monk's bald head is several times brighter than that of other monks.

The bright sun shines on it, and there is even a faint golden light on it. Coupled with this golden-red cassock, it seems a bit like the light of Buddha.

Could this be the holy monk of emptiness?

Sure enough, Mo Yunheng's indifferent voice came from behind: "I never thought that the evil monk Kongkong, who was fierce and evil back then, would still have such a kind face and kind eyes."

Qi Yu was stunned and said, "Evil monk?"

When Kong Kong heard this, he immediately pursed his lips, but compared to the arrogant arrogance just now, after seeing Mo Yunheng himself, he really restrained himself a lot.

"Can you stop bringing up that horrible past? What's more, I haven't done any evil things, but I'm at a disadvantage, and I have a vicious face."

Qi Yu asked puzzledly, "But holy monk, your face doesn't look fierce at all."

Empty said with a smile: "That's because I had a bad temper before, so I seemed fierce. Mo Xianzun said that he was born with the heart and let me cultivate his body. If I do n’t listen, he will beat me. , but it's really useful, after a good temper, he smiles all day long, and after a long time, his face looks really kind."

He spoke calmly, but Ming Jing at the side was secretly startled.

Sure enough, this Mo benefactor is not an ordinary person. Hearing this, Mo benefactor seems to be older than the holy monk.

Just now the holy monk said Mo Xianzun?

Ming Jing suddenly said: "Holy Monk, could it be the Immortal Mo in the portrait of the Mo donor?"

"Portrait?" Mo Yunheng frowned, "What portrait?"

"Don't explain the mirror! Don't say it!" Only then did Kong Kong react, and immediately winked at Ming Jing to signal him not to speak, it was too late to sweep the floor.

Ming Jing: "It's the portrait hanging in the holy monk's room, with Mo Xianzun's name written on it, but it has no face, so Ming Jing didn't recognize Donor Mo yesterday."

When Mo Yunheng heard this, his face immediately turned livid, and a chill oozes from his deep black eyes.

Qi Yu's eyes widened, "Why is there a portrait of my teacher... my Brother Heng in your room?!"

Could it be that this monk named Kong Kong has a crush on Mo Yunheng?

Thinking of this, Qi Yu suddenly felt a sense of crisis, and looking at the empty eyes was full of hostility like looking at a rival in love.

Looking at the little guy who exploded in an instant, Mo Yunheng's cold eyes narrowed slightly, and his mood improved instantly. If he looked at the emptiness, his eyes were still very cold and disgusted.

"Why do you hang the portrait of the deity in your room? As a monk, are you disgusted? The deity is now a man with a family. I advise you to stop thinking about it."

"........."

Kong Kong's face flushed red, thankful that there was no one else in the yard.

Looking at this scene, Ming Jing felt that it was very rare, and also felt very strange.

Usually it is the holy monk who makes others speechless. This is the first time I saw the holy monk choked up.

Kong Kong said shamefully and angrily: "Mo Yunheng, don't talk nonsense! I only think that way about you! If it wasn't for my senior brother insisting that I face your portrait every day, I would have torn it to pieces!"

Because of his bad temper in the early years, basically no one could control him, but he listened to Mo Yunheng more, because he was afraid of being beaten.

So at that time, Master Kong Wu asked someone to draw a portrait of Mo Yunheng, but for some reason, he found several painters, and the paintings were pretty good at first, but once he painted the facial features, he felt something wrong. I can't draw the charm of Mo Yunheng.

In the end, he simply didn't change his face.

Kong Kong became more and more excited as he talked, "And Mo Yunheng, you are too ruthless! You promised to come here when you had time, but it turns out that you haven't come here for nearly 300 years! I haven't heard from you for so many years, and then I suddenly heard that you have a Taoist companion! People like you actually have a Taoist companion! Is your Taoist companion him?"

Seeing Kong Kong pointing at himself, Qi Yu put his hands on his hips, raised his chin, squinted his eyes and said with a serious expression: "So what if it's me? What do you mean 'a person like you can have a Taoist partner'? My brother Heng is very Okay, okay! But I can understand that you ordinary people can't appreciate his goodness, because you can only see the surface, not his heart!"

Kong Kong twitched the corner of his mouth, "I finally know what beauty is in the eye of the beholder."

Mo Yunheng was in a particularly good mood, the coldness in his eyes had already turned into spring water, he looked at Qi Yu softly, "Ah Yu still understands me."

Goosebumps popped up on Kong Kong's body.

Ming Jing was surprised, no wonder yesterday always felt that the relationship between Donor Mo and Donor Qi was a bit weird, it turned out that the two were actually Taoist couples.

Kong Kong looked at Mo Yunheng, and asked: "Speaking of which, since you have already come to Lanruo Temple, why didn't you come to see me? If it wasn't for Xiao Qian who went to ask me to say goodbye just now, I would not have known you were here."

Mo Yunheng said indifferently: "Why do you want to look for you? What is the difference between seeing and not seeing? You say that the deity will not come here, then you have traveled all over the world and gained a good reputation as a holy monk, and you have not gone to the Dongxu sect to find the deity."

Empty did not speak.

"That's it, if there is a destiny, we will meet each other, if there is no destiny, even if the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, we will not be able to see each other."

After saying this, Mo Yunheng took Qi Yu and left Lanruo Temple. Because they were going to Yunxi City together, Shang Jian and others also followed.

Looking at the slender figure who was still indifferent, Kong Kong felt a bit of bitterness in the corner of his mouth.

"It seems that there is no fate after all."

Ming Jing looked at the profile of the holy monk, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.