Daily life of black skin cub's princess

17. Dragon's Reverse Scale - The death of the dragon's birth and reverse scale touch,? The monk shot Bodhicitta.

Will it be hard for the rest of your life?

I'm afraid not.

Because it's not a question of good or bad.

If something really happened to Wu Xun, Lu Xun would have no idea how to live the rest of his life.

At this moment, Lu Xi was staring at the black lines on Wu Xun's heart, which looked like the skin of tea eggs. His thin lips moved slightly, but he couldn't utter a word.

Wu Xun, who was forced to lie on the bed, shook Lu Xun's hand: "I'm fine,? I just looked scary. That Turkic general is just talking nonsense. He didn't think I was alive at all. He thought that I would definitely die if I held my hand, but you see Am I fine now?"

"Okay?" Lu Xi finally spoke, and the voice was so hoarse, "You call this okay?"

Wu Xun couldn't help but feel a little guilty, but now he can only hold on: "It's really just looking scary. When he hit me, all my internal energy was sealed in my heart at that time, so he - palm down just It hurts the exterior and interior, but not the arteries.”

Lu Xi looked at him deeply, and suddenly said, "Come here."

The dark guard walked in.

Lu Xi said in a hoarse voice: "Prepare the carriage,? We will return to Beijing immediately."

"No." Wu Xun was startled and stretched out his hand to grab Lu Jin's clothes. He felt a surge of heat in his throat. Then he saw that Lu Jin's face was mixed with anger, guilt and pain at that moment. The bottomless eyes turned bloody.

Lu Yi took out a handkerchief and bent down to wipe Wu Xun's lips lightly. The snow-white handkerchief was dotted with black blood. You don't need to know medical skills. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell how serious the injury is.And Lu Xi knows medical skills, so he knows that this injury cannot be cured by ordinary people.

Wu Xun's facial features were also distorted at that moment,? But he still did not agree to return to Beijing, regardless of the pain at the moment: "Now it's just a step away..." Wu Xun tried his best to make his voice not sound so painful, "It's only a short shot, and they can be brought to justice..."

"Xun'er." There was no emotion in Lu Xie's voice, "When you've been injured so far, what evidence do you need to kill someone alone?"

The Son of Heaven—anger, laying down millions of corpses.

Although Lu Xi is not yet the emperor, he has already sentenced Rongling, Turkic, and all those who participated in the incident and even those who helped the evil, to Ling Chi in his heart, and of course their family members.Lu Jian is not good at killing people, but it doesn't mean that Lu Xi also has such a kind heart.

Wu Xun was stunned, and a chill swept over his back: "Xiao Xi..." The Lu Xi he knew was not such a person. No matter when you will not lose your mind, the avalanche will remain the same.

But Wu Xun forgot - one thing, the dragon is born against the scales, and if you touch it, you will die.

And he is that piece of reverse scale.

Just when Wu Xun didn't know what to do, a libretto from far and near came from outside the door: "...repay the four kinds of kindness to the top, and the three sufferings to the bottom. If anyone has seen and heard it, they will all arouse bodhicitta."

Wu Xun was stunned, while Lu Xun thought for a while, then quickly stepped forward and opened the door.

A smiling monk stood outside the door, looking chubby and festive.Lu Xi took a casual glance, and saw three people sitting paralyzed at the gate of the courtyard through the lantern in the courtyard—An—Anjiu and Shitou.

"Why did master come here?" Lu Xi actually had a guess in his mind.

"Save people." The great monk clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda." Then the great monk raised his head and smiled, "The poor monk saw the medical stickers scattered by the benefactor. Ten thousand taels of gold."

Didn't you say that monks don't tell lies?Lu Xi looked at the moonlight, thought for a while about his doctor-seeking poster that had been scattered for less than a stick of incense, and didn't know how to feel.

But now, it doesn't matter why you came here: "If Master can save you, don't say ten thousand taels of gold, I can find anything Master wants for you."

"If the poor monk wants to be promoted to a noble, join the cabinet to pay homage?"

"Okay." Lu Xi didn't even blink his eyes.

"Then if the poor monk wants to enjoy the prince's salary and his descendants' grandchildren?"

"Why not?" Lu Xun smiled.

"If the poor monk wants to—"

Before he finished speaking, a voice came from the room: "The great monk is shameless." Then he said, "The monks still want to get married and have children, so there is no shame, no shame, no shame."

Osho Yamato

He snorted angrily and said, "It's really true that I don't want to stay when I grow up. When I was young, I would pull my trouser legs and say that liger and tiger Yuanyuan will grow up and die for you."

The identity of the great monk in front of him was already revealed, but Lu Xi still asked as before: "What does Master want?" Since they are all from his own family, the title naturally does not need that kind of identity.

"As long as you have?"

"As long as I have it, if I don't have it, I will get it for Master."

The great monk clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, what this poor monk wants is nothing more than a promise from His Highness."

Lu Xi was slightly startled, nodded and said, "Okay."

The great monk laughed loudly: "Since the consultation fee has been paid, the old monk will take a look at the sick beauty in this room."

Wu Xun in the house: "..." As a child, it was easy to know people unclearly.

The great monk walked into the room unsteadily, looked at Wu Xun who was staring at him on the bed, sat on the edge of the bed with a smile on his face, and stretched out his hand to take his pulse.

Lu Xi's heart was almost in his throat, and the monk frowned slightly, and took his hand back for a long time, seeming a bit confused.

Lu Jin hurriedly asked, "Master, how is Xun'er?"

"Hiss..." The great monk shook his head, Lu Xi only felt that his mind was empty at that moment, and then he heard the great monk slowly say in his ear: "It's strange, the pulse of this Persian beauty seems to be similar to that of the Dayu people." It makes no difference."

Wu Xun: "..."

He made a decisive move, grabbed and twisted.

The great monk groaned: "Why are you Persian beauty so cruel? The poor monk's meat is precious at every bit." The great monk said aggrievedly while clutching his belly, which was supposed to be pinched red.

Lu Xi sat directly on the edge of the bed. Now his calves are weak and he can't stand up at all.

Seeing this, Wu Xun immediately became unhappy, and squinted his eyes to stare at the great monk: "If you are not serious again, I will file a complaint."

"Who do you want to complain to?" The great monk looked at him.

"I complained to the Buddha, saying that you drink alcohol, eat meat, and go shopping..." Before Wu Xun finished speaking, the monk covered his mouth: "Amitabha, Amitabha, don't talk nonsense."

Lu Xi suddenly said: "If Master has such a need, I can..."

"You can't do it." The monk blushed with embarrassment, "Don't listen to Yuanyuan's nonsense."

There was a lot of fuss—hey, the great monk finally sat down with peace of mind and asked the doctor: "How did you get hurt?"

Wu Xun meowed cautiously—eyes Lu, the monk cleared his throat: "What are you doing with your sweetheart? I'm not asking how you became a princess, I'm asking how you got hurt."

Wu Xun: "..."

Lu Xun now knows where Wu Xun's straight ball skills come from. With such a master, it may be difficult to be euphemistic.

Wu Xun said angrily, with a muffled voice: "It was the one who was beaten."

"It shouldn't be." The great monk shook his head, with a look of disbelief, "With your kung fu, it wouldn't be like this."

Wu Xun had no choice but to confess honestly: "When I left the roof, he found someone was eavesdropping, so I guess he is good at martial arts, so in order to avoid suspicion, I gathered my internal energy to one place and suppressed it to my heart. Later he buckled I thought he believed it when I was holding my pulse gate, but I didn't expect him to raise his hand and just slap it."

The great monk understood: "You did it."

Wu Xun: "..." His master probably didn't come to save him, but wanted to kill him.

The great monk stretched out his hand to unbutton Wu Xun's skirt, and looked at the black spider web pattern on his heart laughing fist: "Didn't you expect that there is poison in his palm?"

Wu Xun laughed dryly, this was indeed his carelessness.

"You are suffering from the cold poison of the Western Regions, and there is no antidote for this poison."

Lu Xi's expression froze, and before he could get nervous, the great monk continued, "Because the cold poison is not a real poison, but the cold air stored in the palm and sent into the body with internal force."

"There are two solutions to this poison, one is fast and the other is slow." The great monk looked at Wu Xun, "Yuanyuan, you choose one."

"Fast!"

"Sure!"

Wu Xun and Lu Xun said in unison, and the great monk was happy again: "I'm asking you how to cure the cold poison, not to show your affection."

Lu Xi turned a deaf ear to the great monk's ridicule, and just asked, "Master, which one is better for Xun'er."

"Slow solutions don't pick people, and don't require internal strength, but the time is hard to say. Fast ones

It requires the person to have deep internal strength and a little pain. "

"Quick." Wu Xun said decisively.

"Have you figured it out?" The great monk smiled, "It hurts a bit."

Wu Xun recalled his childhood. All the masters said "a little bit" but not just a little bit, for example, "the medicine is a bit bitter". He still felt bitter at the root of his tongue one month after drinking the medicine.He also said that the Zangshu Pavilion was "a bit difficult to break into", and he couldn't even enter the gate when he went there for the first time.

But Wu Xun glanced at Lu Xun, gritted his teeth: "Hurry up."

"Amitabha." The great monk said--sounded Buddha's gatha, "then let's start now."

Lu Xun held Wu Xun's cold hand, reluctant to let go: "Does it hurt? Is it dangerous? Can I stay?"

The great monk smiled and said: "Your Highness, Yuanyuan is easily distracted here, and it is not good for detoxification." Facing Lu Xi's worried eyes, the great monk clasped his hands together, "Don't worry, Your Highness, Yuanyuan is my disciple, and a master is also a master." I don’t want my disciples to suffer.”

Lu Bi had no choice but to leave first, but he did not leave after closing the door. No matter how cold the wind was outside the door, Lu Bi just stood guard at the door.

Looking at the silhouette reflected on the door, the great monk sighed and asked what is love in the world?As a monk, he doesn't understand, but even if he hasn't experienced it, it doesn't prevent him from being moved by it: "Your Highness is waiting at the door, you have to be patient later."

The corners of Wu Xun's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, and shrank back into the bed: "Why is Master here?"

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda." The great monk took out the black bag from his sleeve, and after he untied the black rope, Wu Xun heard a "hissing" sound, and the black cloth belt came out— It was a white snake head with ruby ​​eyes embedded in it, and a scarlet letter hissed.

Wu Xun: "..." Is this really here to save lives and not to clean up the house?

The author has something to say: Xiao Heipi: The great monk doesn't talk about martial arts, he is ashamed.

Great Monk: As far as you talk about Wude, make yourself like this.

Prince: Xun'er should learn from Master, shameless when the time comes.

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There will be another update tonight, but it will be later.I had an extra day of work today, and it’s too difficult to continue QAQ tomorrow

It feels like the title of the last chapter is like a sub-question hahaha

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感谢在2021-03-11?14:33:24~2021-03-13?23:53:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Cheng Nan Chen? 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: Xie Ziyi i? 11 bottles; non-toxic and pollution-free, Bai Shu? 5 bottles; Bai Zeyan, Beixiang peach wine,? 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!