The candle went out after a few laps, and the small bowl didn't know which order it shattered.

It was dark, Huo Linfeng let go of Rong Luoyun, and felt a little embarrassed after hugging. hugged him when fell into the water, hugged him when was injured a few days ago, and even more tightly hugged on the kang in the early morning, but it was not the same as now.

Those hugs are care, support, and warmth, but this moment is different.

As for the difference, Huo Linfeng rarely hugs a man, don't know, and Rong Luoyun is rarely hugged by a man, and don't know. Although no one knows, but nervous and ashamed have a share.

Huo Linfeng coughed to cover up: "Palace Master, then I accept it?"

Rong Luoyun can't even fake a cough: "Well, keep it."

At the end of the conversation, there was a moment of silence again, as if Yueheifenggao had nothing else to talk about. The mountain wind came again, Rong Luoyun's horsetail fluttered, and he slapped Huo Linfeng lightly. Huo Linfeng rubbed his face and looked for words: "Actually, it's not bad to be a monk, and it's convenient to shave your hair."

Rong Luoyun tried his best to answer: "Well, I see that the little monk who delivers meals always smiles."

Huo Linfeng said, "That little monk has been in the temple since he was a child, and he is not young." His voice was full of emotion, as if he was afraid that the other party would not be interested in listening. "Last night, when Jia Yanxi was tied up, I saw the little monk helping others to work, and he was quite majestic. ."

Rong Luoyun is very cooperative: "Really? I can't see how powerful the little bald head is."

The two of them spoke every word, and they couldn't see through the darkness, and they tried their best to do things with pretentiousness. After chewing the tongues of the disciples in the temple, seeing that he was about to step into silence again, Rong Luoyun racked his brains to come up with a new sentence: "Your roasted rabbit is delicious."

When the army is stationed, it is inevitable to roast game, and Huo Linfeng is very good at it. Speaking of food, he has tasted all kinds of desserts since he came to Jiangnan, but he only thinks about the steamed pears from Saibeihoufu.

Rong Luoyun listened carefully and couldn't help but ask, "What else is interesting in your hometown Zhuosha Island?"

Huo Linfeng recalled the city of Saibei, the bars of the liquor store, the large and small shops, and the old man who always stuffed him with hot cakes. As soon as he turned around, he encountered the Dingbeihou Mansion, countless halls and courtyards, and chattering wives and girls in various houses... He had missed home for a long time, and he was fascinated by falling clouds.

He said: "I have a magnolia plant in my house. The white flowers are very fragrant when they bloom."

Rong Luoyun said, "If you like it, you can plant a tree in the bamboo garden."

Huo Linfeng once had this idea, but dismissed it, after all, he will be his general sooner or later. He was too lazy to think that far, and he hadn't left yet. He was a disciple of Du Zhong, who dressed and washed his hair and wiped his mouth to heal his wounds, and stayed up in the middle of the night chatting with the palace master.

He put the handkerchief in place properly, and asked in a precautionary manner: "Palace Master, since you sent me, you will not go back no matter what?"

Rong Luoyun replied: "Of course, it's yours for you."

The cold stone steps were heated by sitting, and it was really late at night, so they went back to the temple to rest. In the middle of the room, Huai Ke was lying on the table and fell asleep, Lu Zhun and Diao Yuliang were snoring on the kang, and the outside courtyard wall was leaning against the disciples.

Walking to the door, Rong Luoyun asked, "Where do you sleep?"

Huo Linfeng replied: "I nest in the tree for a night, and I will go back tomorrow."

Rong Luoyun muttered: "I stayed in the Chanyuan for a few days, but I didn't pay homage to the Bodhisattva."

After speaking, it was all a meal, eyes wrapped around eyes, ashamed and cunning. Before coming, they started to kill, they saw blood when they came, and after they came, they ate meat and fish. The two of them thoroughly disobeyed the Buddha.

Huo Linfeng asked, "How about we take advantage of this time when no one is going to pay our respects?"

Rong Luoyun said "uh": "Alright."

One did not enter the house to go up to the kang, and the other did not climb the tree. He walked down the stone steps in the dark, and slipped a dozen times in the air. Later, the invisible dragon took hold of the Bafangyou, and finally stumbled down the mountain.

The gate of the temple was closed, and all the disciples in the temple had fallen asleep.

Walking outside the temple wall, Rong Luoyun's internal injuries were not healed and he couldn't perform light work. Huo Linfeng staggered for half a step, grabbed Rong Luoyun's hand and moved back, making him hug him.

He also embraced the other, and jumped into the wall.

This is a small temple in the mountains. There are few people who pay tribute to incense, and it is hard to even light a lamp in the dark night. They quietly entered the temple, the smell of sandalwood was strong, and the moonlight was faint, and the outline of the Buddha statue could be vaguely seen.

They knelt side by side on the futon, their hands clasped together, and they dared not ask for blessing for their unpaid sins. Huo Linfeng used to talk nonsense in front of the Buddhist shrine, but now it's hard to say it, so he asked Rong Luoyun to speak first.

Rong Luoyun began: "This trip has opened the door to killing, and there are many obstacles. I ask the Buddha for forgiveness."

Huo Linfeng followed up: "The people who were killed are full of evil, please ask the Buddha to investigate."

Rong Luoyun added: "It's really disrespectful to hit the Buddha with blood all over his body. I beg the Buddha's forgiveness."

Huo Linfeng followed again: "I hope that the King Kong will protect the body from now on, and ask the Buddha to bless you."

Rong Luoyun said again: "Because of the desire to break the meat precepts, I ask the Buddha for punishment."

Huo Linfeng followed again: "The wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha will stay in his heart. Please understand the Buddha."

After finishing the three sins, Rong Luoyun shoved Huo Linfeng angrily. How could this person justify every sentence, trying to make the Buddha angry? General Huo was rebellious and muttered: "If the Buddha had manifested his spirit, so many victims would not have died—" Before he could finish speaking, Rong Luoyun covered his lips with a punch, and he was punched in the back.

Huo Linfeng coughed twice: "Palace Master... Lighten up."

Rong Luoyun sneered: "Jiao'e's pink fist has tasted too much, can't stand me?"

It's not good to lie in front of Buddha, Huo Linfeng shut up and perfunctory. The sin has been redeemed, and the two continued to put their palms together and bow down. Rong Luoyun was so pious, he closed his eyes and meditated deeply on his knees before getting up for a long time.

Huo Linfeng was serious, he asked for nothing for himself, and finally agreed.

After worshiping, they quietly left the main hall, turned over the temple wall and left. The two people walked to the front of the steps, and when they climbed the four hundred steps, it was the crowded kang and the tree of the people? Not worth it. He was hesitating, when he suddenly heard iron hoofs digging soil behind him, a carriage parked in the corner.

The carriage was owned by Jia Yanxi, not to mention spacious, with silk cushions and pillows. They found shelter, boarded the carriage, closed the doors and closed the windows, and lay down against the walls of the carriage. At the same time, they recalled Lingbi Tang's trip, and that night they also stayed in the carriage, holding hands for the whole night.

Wu Mama could only smell his breath, Huo Linfeng asked, "Is it cold?"

Rong Luoyun said honestly, "There is one point."

The clothes rustled and clicked, the sound of the small waist buttons being unfastened, and the cloth rubbing against each other, and the narrow-sleeved robe and the blouse were folded and taken off. Huo Linfeng covered Rong Luoyun, and then his father said to his son, "It's warm, go to sleep."

It was halfway through the night, and they stopped in the car park.

In the early morning of the next day, everyone from Bufan Palace went down the mountain and added a generous sum of incense money before leaving. The mighty people headed south and finally returned to Xiganling.

Rong Luoyun couldn't help but look back. For several days in the small courtyard on the top of the mountain, he had a good time. As they went further and further away, the Chanyuan returned the group of dogs and the monk’s robes to the abbot. He only took away the memories of the past few days.

After a bumpy three-hundred-mile road, it was already afternoon when we returned to Xiganling.

Passing the long river, Rong Luoyun went to the Chaomu Building to report safety, remembering that Huo Linfeng was happy in the building before he rescued him. "Du Zhong, take a rest for half a month." He approached and said thoughtfully, "Would you like to go with me, I invite you."

Huo Linfeng hesitated: "The palace lord is too polite..." It's easy to tell lies, but he pretended to be weak, "To heal the palace lord, he lost most of his vitality.

Rong Luoyun's face became dizzy: "...It's because I didn't think about it carefully, you can go back to the palace to recuperate." He couldn't help feeling guilt in his heart, how distressed a good eight-footed man was.

Went alone, the servant waited every day at the door, and hurried to report him when he came back. As soon as they entered the building, the girls babbled coquettishly, the old woman stroked her chest, and Rong Duanyu put on her skirt and went downstairs with streaks of tears.

Rong Luoyun called out "sister" and put his arms around her. As soon as they separated, he was pressed on the stool and asked Lang Zhong to diagnose the pulse, the maid came to feed the ginseng soup, and the injured hand was held by Rong Duanyu. He was like a treasure, and after waiting for him to confirm that he was safe, everyone felt at ease.

The siblings returned to the fourth floor room, and Rong Luoyun apologized: "Sister, don't blame me for worrying you this time."

Rong Duanyu glared at him: "Don't blame you for doing something wrong, I have the heart to beat you." She closed the small window, "If it wasn't for that disciple who came to look for you, I don't know how long it would take."

Rong Luoyun was stunned: "Du Zhong came to find me? Isn't it Bao Luo?"

Rong Duanyu said, "What's the matter with Baoluo, you're just talking about it." She stabbed Rong Luoyun's forehead with her scallion fingers, "There are still seven people in the nine pythons, so it will take a few more times to bear the thrill this time. enough?"

Rong Luoyun uncovered the others and only cared about comforting. When Rong Duanyu calmed down, he raised the top priority: "Sister, Xinzhizhou from Chang'an has arrived in Hanzhou City, it's... Shenzhou."

Rong Duanyu's beautiful eyes widened, and the hand holding the fan trembled slightly. "Shen Zhou." She read these two words silently, and then whispered for a long time, "This is very good, the people of Hanzhou will no longer have to be oppressed by corrupt officials."

Rong Luoyun said anxiously, "Sister, you and him—"

Rong Duanyu interrupted: "Hugh is talking nonsense, I have never met him, and neither will you."

That tone was cold and self-controlled, and Rong Luoyun could only nod his head in silence, without saying much for the time being. He didn't return for a few days and couldn't stay for a long time, so he coaxed Rong Duanyu to rest and left quietly.

Walking around the corridor, he suddenly remembered something, so he went to see the old lady.

"Mother-in-law," he asked his grandmother for candy like a good grandson, and leaned into the other's ear, "I want a nourishing medicine for a man's weak body."

The old woman grabbed him and said, "My darling! How did you hurt Yuan Yang?!"

Rong Luoyun's face was red and his ears were red: "It's a disciple..." Huo Linfeng's tall figure appeared in his mind, he put his face away, "I want the best, that person is Kong Wuliang, come more."

After a while, the old lady handed him a box and instructed: "Two spoons of soup in the cotton bag, three bowls in the golden bag are boiled into one bowl, and one tablet in the hemp bag is taken orally. The effect is from weak to strong."

Rong Luoyun remembered it and left the Chaomu Building with the box in his arms.

In the Qianji Hall in the palace, Huo Linfeng returned to the bamboo garden and fell into bed and fell asleep, all his clothes were taken off by Du Zheng. "Yeah, young master, your body is so hot." Du Zheng was startled, and touched the forehead with a rough hand, "It's not possible, it's probably caught in the cold!"

Huo Linfeng was a little confused, and rolled into the bed with the quilt covered. The internal strength has not yet fully recovered, and after a few nights of freezing, the attack occurs as soon as he relaxes. He felt cold, and it was not enough to be wrapped in a quilt. He wanted that warm white fox.

The young master was burning himself, and the little servant was anxious to find medicine everywhere. Du Zheng ran out of the Qianji Hall, ran wildly in the palace on horseback, and even shocked a group of disciples when he passed by Miao Cangtai.

Galloping to the long street, he saw the door slowly open before he shouted.

Rong Luoyun came with the box in his arms and met Du Zheng. "Hey, Du Zhong's eldest brother." He stopped him, "Why are you so anxious?"

Du Zheng thought to himself, it's not because of you! He said indignantly: "My brother is sick in bed and is weak, please ask the palace lord to allow me to go out of the palace to buy medicine."

When Rong Luoyun heard it, it was as serious as bedridden? He immediately opened the box, the cotton bag was the weakest, and the hemp bag was the strongest, so let's try the brocade bag first. He handed the golden bag to the other party: "I know he is not feeling well, so I brought him medicine, you can go back and boil it for him to drink."

Du Zheng turned his anger into joy, and hurried back with the medicine.

Cheng En for many days, at this moment to solve the danger of the other party, Rong Luoyun breathed a sigh of relief.

Let's go and have a look later, when he thought of Huo Linfeng, he smiled lightly.

The author has something to say: Rong, don't fucking laugh.