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The leader of Izumo Temple was a man who looked older than Mo Yuan. He saluted Mo Yuan respectfully and said, "Master, I am Xiao Linshui, the 243rd generation disciple of Izumo Temple. My master has explained to me when I came here. That's it, our brothers and sisters are at the discretion of the Taoist priest."

Mo Yuan said kindly: "Please sit down, don't stand up, you have come from a long way, rest for a few days, and make plans when you recover your strength."

Xiao Linshui nodded, not polite, and took a group of people to find Sheng Yiyan.

Izumo Temple and Changyun Temple have been friends for hundreds of years. It is not surprising that the disciples of the two temples interact with each other. Stop patrolling and pointing.

But I was thinking that loud noises should not be allowed in places where Taoism is important, so there are no loud people, and they abide by the rules.

Xiao Linshui glanced at the group of believers, without showing any expression on his face, but he was a little surprised in his heart.

This is the first time he has come to Changyun Temple. He originally thought that a small Taoist temple built in such a remote place, no matter how famous its owner is, would not be able to have a great reputation. But after looking at it today, Changyun Although the Temple is not as grand as Izumo Temple, the believers are very dedicated. It can be seen that Changyun Temple has existed here for many years and has accumulated a large number of believers.

Xiao Linshui slightly tilted his head to look at the person in the room who was sitting upright and holding a scroll. He could see a faint halo on his body, which was the mana value of a Taoist priest. Xiao Linshui looked at it silently for a while and turned his head away.

Not under his senior brother.

Sheng Yiyan made tea and handed it to a group of Taoist priests, and invited them into the Shifang Hall, where they were settled one by one.

Most of the Taoist priests have low requirements for food, clothing, housing and transportation. In ancient times, many wandering Taoist priests lived in the open air. When they met a village, they stayed overnight in the village. When they saw a Taoist temple, they stayed overnight in a Taoist temple. Sitting up in meditation, I recite sutras silently in my heart until dawn.

There are not many rooms in Chang Yunguan, and Sheng Yiyan only vacated three rooms, and a few people were assigned to his room. Xiao Linshui and the others did not dislike it, and after thanking Sheng Yiyan, they put their luggage away. Sheng Yiyan brought three people with him. Go to your own room, intending to spend the night with them tonight.

"Stay away from the fire."

Sheng Yiyan turned his head and saw Mo Yuan's figure standing under the bodhi tree, shadowy and lonely, like a white lotus, quietly emitting a fragrance in the dark night.

"master."

Sheng Yiyan clasped his hands and shouted, and the Taoist priests who followed him stopped when they heard it, and all bowed their hands to him.

Mo Yuan's figure was light, and his brows and eyes were stained with a trace of alienation under the bright moonlight: "Well, come here, I have something to tell you."

Sheng Yiyan looked up at him, hesitated for a moment, turned around and told a few Taoist priests to wait for him first, he will come in a while, then turned around.

Mo Yuan stood quietly, silent.

The figures of the two entered the room one after the other, closed the door and Sheng Yiyan said in a low voice: "Master, what did you call me?"

Mo Yuan knocked on the table, "Are these people going to sleep with you tonight?" Sheng Yiyan nodded and said softly, "Master, our Taoist temple has no spare room, so we can only wrong them to sleep in the same room with me."

Sheng Yiyan thought that Mo Yuan was blaming him for not taking good care of the disciples of Izumo Temple, so he quickly explained, and when Mo Yuan heard that he was going to sleep with these people, his brows frowned imperceptibly.

"You move here." He said suddenly, Sheng Yiyan was taken aback, "Ah" and raised his head, Mo Yuan frowned and said: "It's a bit crowded for you to sleep with them, there is only one person in the teacher's room ,Come here."

"...Master, this is not proper manners." Sheng Yiyan tried his best to restrain the corners of his mouth from crazily rising, and tried his best to pretend to be a Taoist disciple who had no other thoughts. Mo Yuan didn't seem to notice his inner activities, but shook his head and said: "This kind of Don't worry about it now, let's arrange the guests who come from afar first."

"Then... Master, I'll go back and tell them."

"Well, let's go."

Sheng Yiyan exited the room with a big smile on his lips.

Mo Yuan actually let himself sleep with him!What a blessing!Could it be that God is finally going to give him some benefits after seeing him go through so much heartache?

Hahahaha...

He smiled with his hips on his hips for a while, and finally, amidst the helpless alarm sound of the system, he returned to the original place and led the Taoist priests to his own room.

His house is not big, and he can only sleep so many people.In fact, if he had to squeeze with them, he would still be able to squeeze in, but he would not be able to sleep comfortably.

Sheng Yiyan made an agreement with them, and hung the package on himself, like a landlord guarding his slaves, with his head held high and his face full of pride.

When passing by the ancient tree, Sheng Yiyan stopped and worshiped it. The cold wind in the middle of the night gently blew on the Buddha, and a strand of short hair hung down on his forehead with a hint of itchiness.The rustling sound of the lush branches and leaves of the old trees adds a touch of tenderness to the quiet late night.

The boy under the tree straightened his waist, revealing a face that was as beautiful as white jade under the moonlight, with a hint of childishness.

The ancient tree seemed to be responding to him, its branches and leaves kept swaying, and the young man smiled, his curved eyes seemed to be filled with stars.

His rosy lips were slightly opened, as if he had said something, the wind and the ancient trees seemed to have stopped, listening to him carefully.Sheng Yiyan smiled, turned his eyebrows and left, and hummed a little tune in a good mood.

"Look at the boy on the opposite side~look here~look here~"

The old tree suddenly shook its branches and leaves violently, as if it was considering whether to catch him back, but the boy had already jumped away.

"Hey! Sleeping with the master tonight, I really want to touch the master's white jade body~"

The tree spirit transformed from the ancient tree was about to vomit blood to death. How could an apprentice think so much about his master?What a misfortune for Shimen!

Ever since his apprentice left, Mo Yuan felt regret that he never had before.

He didn't know why, the Taoist temple used to arrange Taoist priests like this, but today he thought that his apprentice would sleep with a group of Taoist priests, or even share the same bed, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable and stood outside the door Called the apprentice to stop, and when he said "come to sleep in my room", he almost bit off his tongue.

How...how did he speak out what was in his heart?

Mo Yuan smiled wryly and shook his head, but the words had already been spoken, and he could not take them back now, so let's do it tonight.

He raised his hand to pick up the teacup on the desk, and when he opened it, he realized that he had drunk all the water in it unconsciously.

Mo Yuan paused, put down the teacup and got up to get the cup with a sigh.

He poured another glass and drank it all up, and then he felt that the breath in his heart was a little smoother.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, "Duk Tuk——"

feather.

creek.

alone.

Family.

Mo Yuan froze for a moment, then calmly said, "Go in."

The young man opened the door and walked in. When he saw the master who was facing him, there was a slight smile on his lips: "Master, I've done it."

The young man smiled beautifully, his eyes were sparkling, and a shallow dimple appeared on the side of his cheek. Only then did Mo Yuan realize that his apprentice had dimples on his face.

He nodded and said, "Well, come in."

"Yes!"

Sheng Yiyan smiled and put his package on the table, regardless of Mo Yuan looking at him, he opened the package and took out the contents one by one.

"Hmm... sheets, quilts, quilts..."

Sheng Yiyan poured out his things one by one like a few treasures. Mo Yuan looked at it for a while and frowned slightly: "What are you doing?"

"I'm making a quilt, master."

"..." Mo Yuan rubbed his sleepy eyebrows, his voice was weak, "You don't need to do this."

"Master, where can I sleep if I don't spread the quilt?" Sheng Yiyan swears, he spreads the quilts one by one, and after a while, a floor bed will appear.

Mo Yuan moved his lips, originally intending to let him squeeze with him, but he himself was not quite used to it, since Sheng Yiyan wanted to sleep on the floor, why not let him sleep on the floor.

Mo Yuan hesitated and said, "If it's cold at night, you can come up and squeeze with me, don't hold on."

Sheng Yiyan responded with a full mouth, lay down happily, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Mo Yuan read it for a while, then put down the scroll, undressed and went to bed.

There was no obstruction between the two of them. When Mo Yuan undressed, the material rubbed against his body and made a rustling sound. Sheng Yiyan's ears were itchy, and he turned sideways to peek at his back.

Mo Yuan is thin and thin. He has practiced Taoism all the year round, and he has been bigu for many years, so he has always maintained a thin figure. But now seeing him taking off his coat and only wearing his inner coat, Sheng Yiyan feels that Mo Yuan is not as thin as he looks on the outside. , on the contrary very strong.

His arms and waist are full of muscles, probably due to long-term martial arts training. The muscles are not as tangled as ordinary bodybuilders, but they are full of explosive power that is hard to ignore.

Sheng Yiyan stared at Mo Yuan's back without blinking. He seemed to feel something, and turned his head slightly to look over. Sheng Yiyan was startled, and quickly hid under the quilt and subconsciously held his breath.

Mo Yuan's five senses are sensitive, and he "saw" his peeping gaze a long time ago, but he didn't expect him to behave so childishly, so he shook his head helplessly, not paying attention to his actions, took off his clothes and lay down.

The candles in the house were still on, and the faint yellow candlelight hit the window edge, and the dark shadows outside the window were lingering in the night. Sheng Yiyan closed his eyes and fell asleep for a while. Anyway, he has a big heart, and there is nothing he can't fall asleep. He can sleep in the same room as Mo Yuan It was already a huge breakthrough, and Sheng Yiyan was very satisfied.

On the contrary, Mo Yuan seemed to be tossing and turning.

The person on the bed turned slightly, and inadvertently placed his eyes on the bulge on the ground, paused, and couldn't stop staring at it.

An indescribable emotion filled Mo Yuan's heart.

Sour, astringent, and a little sweet, it felt strange, he frowned to suppress this feeling, turned his back to Sheng Yiyan and closed his eyes.

This time, the person on the bed finally became silent.