More leaking voices rang out again.

Xue Yan knelt in front of the Buddha and was bored, so he simply began to memorize the military book he had read. The military book was full of killing and bloodshed. Facing the Buddha who sympathized with all living beings, Xue Yan was not at all shy, and recited words in his heart.

At this moment, he heard a small novice vaguely behind him, and said a Buddha name.

"Amitabha, the donor came late at night, I don't know why?" Xue Yan heard the little novice ask.

Xue Yan knew that this would definitely not be someone from Dongchang. Dongchang's fans come and go without a trace, and they pay special attention to hiding their traces, so as not to be easily spotted by a young monk.

Then, he heard a clear, cool and gentle voice like snow in a mountain stream.

"I can't sleep at night, come and worship Buddha." He said. "The little master doesn't have to take care of me, just go and rest."

Jun Huailang?

Xue Yan's back froze, as if he was hallucinating, and his mind was empty for a while, and he couldn't put anything in it.

... what else is he doing here?

Over there, the little novice should have done a Buddhist salute to Jun Huailang, turned around and left. Jun Huailang looked at the back of him leaving, heaved a sigh of relief, and looked down at the cape that he was awkwardly holding in his arms.

Under the cloak, lamely blocked a food box.

When the little novice was far away, Jun Huailang turned back and looked into the Buddhist hall.

The lamp is lit inside, very bright, and in front of the altar is a row of tall candles, swaying and shining on the Buddha statue, reflecting the shining golden light. In the tall and empty Buddhist hall, Xue Yan was kneeling, with a straight back, surrounded by huge Buddhas, making him look a little small.

Jun Huailang stepped over the threshold and walked in.

He stopped beside Xue Yan and lowered his head to look at him. It was also at this moment that Xue Yan raised his head, and the warm yellow light reflected in his eyes.

Xu was because the color of the lights was too warm, but Jun Huailang could see a fiery emotion in Xue Yan's cold, light-colored eyes.

"I'll bring you something." Jun Huailang said, handing the cloak in his hand to Xue Yan.

Xue Yan didn't answer, but moved his gaze to the food box in his hand.

Jun Huailang cleared his throat a little embarrassedly and said, "These... are all sent by my aunt. She asked me to tell you that she has wronged you today, and she is very sorry."

"All?" Xue Yan asked.

Jun Huailang has never been very good at lying. He staggered his eyes and said vaguely, "Some are."

To tell the other person face to face that he deliberately packed the supper that he had brought to him in the middle of the night, Jun Huailang was categorically unable to say it.

But he heard Xue Yan chuckle in a low voice.

"Are you stupid?" he said.

"What?" Jun Huailang was taken aback.

Then, he saw Xue Yan raised his head calmly, looked at the big Buddha in front of him, and said calmly, "At that time, it was clear that I lost your younger sister. Why didn't you accuse me, but help me instead?"

When Jun Huailang heard the words, he was speechless for a while, not knowing how to answer him.

Because even he himself can't tell.

Not only did he love his sister, he didn't want her to suffer a little grievance, and he didn't want her to be involved with Xue Yan any more; but at the same time, he knew very well in his heart that the current Xue Yan was innocent and wronged.

So, he did that, and because of this, he saw the truth that he missed in his previous life.

There should not have been quarrels between his sister and Xue Yan. All the reasons were just teasing and jokes by the second prince and others.

He looked down at Xue Yan. After thinking about this, he calmed down in his heart, and even the hatred that the book in his previous life brought him has faded a lot.

In this life, the misunderstanding is resolved, and Xue Yan and Jun Linghuan can stop at their brother and sister's affection, so they can no longer be held accountable for their past lives.

Jun Huailang also stopped thinking about it.

Thinking this way, Jun Huailang seemed to confirm something with Xue Yan at the end, and said, "Because you said that you will be Ling Huan's brother in the future. Now that you have made a promise, I don't believe you will break the contract."

With that said, he bent down and put the food box on the ground, shook off the cloak, and put it on Xue Yan's body.

He approached Xue Yan, and the fragrant wood was so faint that he could barely smell it, but he wrapped Xue Yan Ruo Ruo from the ground, making him stiff, as if he was wearing a heavy yoke.

After a while, Xue Yan's numbness slowly returned to the cage.

He hummed lowly but clearly.

"In the future, I will not be so careless again." He said word by word.

His voice was not loud, but Jun Huailang could hear the determination and commitment inside. With a smile on his face, he lifted the hem of his robe with one hand and knelt down on the futon beside Xue Yan.

"I heard Ling Huan say, are you going to fetch a lamp for her?" Jun Huailang asked as he casually opened the food box in front of him. "What kind of light?"

In fact, this was not what Jun Linghuan told him, but what he dreamed of. In the dream, he also vaguely remembered that the lamp was very beautiful, so he couldn't help but go up and take it off, wanting to give it to his sister.

He wondered what kind of lamp it was.

Xue Yan was stunned.

What looks good or not, he has never been able to remember, and never paid attention to it. He only remembered that when Jun Linghuan looked at the lamp, those eyes looked especially like Jun Huailang.

He glanced at Jun Huailang and said nothing.

"Huh?" Jun Huailang met his light-colored eyes, confused.

Then, he saw Xue Yan turned his eyes lightly and said, "Forget it."

... how long has it been since you said forget it?

Jun Huailang was a little surprised. Then, when he saw Xue Yan kneeling in front of the Buddha, he stretched out his hand quite naturally, took out a cake from the food box, and took a bite.

"Thank you." He saw Xue Yan raised his eyes and looked at himself, and there was a faint smile in those eyes full of unpredictable emotions.

The two generations of Jun Huailang added up, and Xue Yan never smiled. Although the man's appearance was amazing, he was born cold and fierce. Unexpectedly, even though his face was still cold at this time, the ice in his eyes melted and suddenly lit up, which made people's heart skip a beat.

Jun Huailang turned his eyes away in a conditioned reflex, and when he raised his eyes, he met the compassionate eyes of the Buddha statue under the candlelight.

Jun Huailang seemed to have woken up suddenly, with a rare look of panic, he reached out and hurriedly grabbed the snack in his hand and put it back into the food box.

Buddhist pure land, but the most taboo meat and fishy! Fuyi didn't pay attention when preparing, there were several plates of meat dishes in the food box, and the dim sum in Xue Yan's hand was also stuffed with beef and chicken.

His mind was too heavy today, and his mind was occupied by too many things, how could he forget this!

Jun Huailang hurriedly opened the food box, packed up several plates of meaty food on the first floor, and hid it at the bottom of the food box.

Xue Yan watched interestingly from the side. This young boy, who was as cold as a little fairy, was rarely at a loss. At first glance, he was used to being served on weekdays, and he was not involved in daily chores. At this time, when he packed up, he was rarely at a loss, and he looked quite cute.

Unexpectedly, he ended up like a little mouse hiding grain, and put all those with meat at the bottom, as if the Buddha really could see it.

Xue Yan's lips curled up involuntarily.

After Jun Huailang finished packing, he did not forget to lean over and bow to the Buddha statue. He has no religious beliefs, but he has always held respect and knows that in the realm of Buddhism, one should abide by their rules and not defile the pure land of people.

"The disciple is inadvertent and makes a mistake, and I ask the Buddha to forgive me." Jun Huailang did not forget to apologize.

Xue Yan smiled softly beside him: "Do you still believe him?"

When Jun Huailang got up, he saw him watching leisurely beside him. Although he was kneeling, he didn't show any respect. He looked comfortable and uninhibited.

"There's nothing to hide." Xue Yan hooked his lips, glanced at the Buddha casually, and said. "It was me who ate meat in front of him, and I ate a bite. If he wants to punish, he will punish me."

He said this lightly, even with a bit of jokes about the Buddha in front of him.

Jun Huailang lowered his voice and said, "Be careful."

Xue Yan smiled.

"Originally, don't be afraid of him," he said. "If he really opened his eyes, he should have taken me away. I have killed so many people and caused so many injustices, which is far more sinful than eating meat in front of him."

Jun Huailang felt a little stuck in his heart.

He only said that people who suffer in life will pin their hopes on Gods and Buddhas, but he never thought that if they suffer to a certain point, they will not even believe in Gods and Buddhas.

It was a numbness that had long since given up hope.

Jun Huailang couldn't help but sternly said: "How can you compare the people killed on the battlefield here? Besides, what kind of injustice did you cause? Don't detain yourself just because you were called a few evil stars for nothing. hat."

Xue Yan's eyes deepened a bit, and at the same time, there was some humor in his heart.

I don't know how his heart was born. Everyone in the world said that he was a evil star, and even he himself believed it, but this person didn't believe it.

Don't you know what to be afraid of?

He heard Jun Huailang continue: "As long as you don't kill innocent people indiscriminately in the future, the gods and Buddhas will not punish you."

Xue Yan couldn't help but glance at Jun Huailang.

Why, such a courageous person, still teach himself to be afraid of the clay sculpture of gods and Buddhas?

Although Jun Huailang said this, he just wanted to make Xue Yan feel a little more awe-inspiring, and don't make mad words in the world of Buddhism in the future. But when he met Xue Yan's straightforward gaze, he was still a little embarrassed, and his eyes were slightly staggered.

Then, he heard Xue Yan ask: "Who are you trying to take care of me for when you say this?"

Jun Huailang thought rather speechlessly, of course. After all, among the innocents you will kill indiscriminately in the future, there will be my whole family.

"That's it." Jun Huailang said.

Xue Yan hooked his lips indiscernibly.

He didn't expect that the wild wolf, who was used to freedom, heard that someone was going to put the bridle around his neck, and the emotions in his heart were uncontrollable yearning and joy, and even had the urge to wag his tail.

He didn't show it on his face, and said lightly: "If that's the case, then you have to watch me."

He raised his eyes and glanced at the Buddha statue again.

Since he asked me to trust you, it's okay to force you to save face.