How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

   Chapter 460 The most unstoppable in the world, Zhu Yan Cijingjingjinghua Cishu (21)

  Wen Xien prepared the recipe and gave it to the leader of the Yue alliance. He had specially warned before that it must not be less, not one.

   Alliance Leader Yue took some kind of treasure carefully, and nodded quickly.

   Wen Xien originally wanted to go back to the wing room, but Yu Xuan came across the rockery.

   In the past, Yu Xuan would definitely run over happily, shyly calling out a master.

   But this time, Yu Xuan didn't even look at him, and walked over directly.

  Wen Xien felt weird.

   She even called out to Yu Xuan when she was passing by, but she didn't seem to hear her, her face was expressionless.

   Something went wrong, and Wen Xien felt horrified.

   This time, Wen Xien shouted again, only then did Yu Xuan react.

  Wen Xien looked at Yu Xuan, who had a gentle but very strange expression, pursed her lips, and had something to say in her throat.

   "clean dust."

   Ke Changqing whispered from behind, and the crisp voice was like a bamboo shoot tugging at Wen Xien's back, causing her joints to crackle and itch.

  Wen Xien looked back, Ke Changqing beckoned to him, Qingjun's face was covered with a layer of fluffy golden light in the sunlight, looking like a cake covered with syrup, sweet and soft.

   Wen Xien's Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed the words that just came to his throat.

   "Jingchen! What are you still doing there! Come here!" Ke Changqing looked very excited and jumped to the ground to hold her hand.

  Wen Xien looked at his smile without shadows, nodded slightly in response, and was half dragged away by him.

  Wen Xien turned her head with difficulty to look at Yu Xuan, who was standing straight on the spot. She still had a stiff smile on her face, as if her face was being pulled by a pair of invisible hands.

  Wen Xien lowered her long eyelashes slightly, her pale skin glowed almost white under the sun, but the cold came from her heart.

   She turned her head back, her heart pounding like a drum.

   "Jingchen, what's wrong?" Ke Changqing asked worriedly when he noticed Wen Xien's pale complexion.

   Wen Xien stared at the innocent little fox in front of him for a long time, until the smile on Ke Changqing's face was a little stiff, and then he said, "It's nothing."

  Ke Changqing grabbed her hand, bent over and pressed his cheek against Wen Xien's chest, his ears twitched and he felt relieved without hearing anything unusual.

"What are you doing?"

   Ke Changqing took Wen Xien's hand and refused to let go, "I'm worried about you."

   "Listen to see if you have changed your mind."

  Wen Xien didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and immediately buried the guess in his heart, "Who did you listen to? Besides, do you know what it means to change your mind?"

   "When you look at me, your heart beats very fast, but you don't change your heart."

   Ke Changqing's fingers covered Wen Xien's chest and pressed against his heart.

   "If one day it doesn't jump so fast, it's a change of heart."

   "If you watch someone jump fast, it's called empathy."

   It was the first time that Wen Xien heard such a fallacy. Seeing that he said it so seriously, he couldn't help crying and laughing, "You fox, don't always say strange things, poor monks don't like it."

  Ke Changqing didn't know what he was muttering, so he was stunned, and looked at Wen Xien in astonishment, as if he didn't think about this issue.

   After a long while, he just stammered and said: "How can it jump to others... how can it be..."

   "How can you dance to others?"

   "What's wrong with me?"

  Wen Xien didn't want to listen to his nonsense, so he walked forward faster, Ke Changqing stayed where he was and looked back at Yu Xuan, his eyes flashing red.

   The dazed numbness in Yu Xuan's eyes disappeared, and she gradually regained her clarity.

   She looked around suspiciously, her mind was in a mess, and she didn't know how she got here.

  ——

   On a certain day, Wen Xien went to Yu Xuan on purpose.

Yu Xuan is picking sweet-scented osmanthus. The sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus on the tree is in full bloom. The flowers are densely packed, one cluster after another. From a distance, it looks like the green leaves are dotted with broken gold. golden glow.

   A gust of wind blew, and the sweet-scented osmanthus slowly fell. From a distance, it was like a rain of sweet-scented osmanthus.

   On her shoulders, her hair was covered with osmanthus flowers. Yu Xuan looked at the cold monk in front of her, nervous and surprised.

   "Master, you, do you have anything to do with me?"

   In a clear and indifferent voice, he said slowly, "Miss Yu, have you been feeling unwell recently?"

   Yu Xuan was overwhelmed by the sudden comfort. She never expected that the master would come over and ask her if she was feeling unwell.

   The tip of the nose is thick with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus. In front of him is a monk in a snow-white robe. The girl blushed, "I don't feel uncomfortable."

   "Does Miss Yu still remember what happened in the rockery?"

Yu Xuan thought for a while, but couldn't remember when she had been to the rockery, and her memory of the previous few days was not very clear, she admittedly said, "Master, I don't remember very well, my memory has been a little blurry in the past few days. Great."

   Wen Xien nodded, took out an amulet from his sleeve and handed it to Yu Xuan, "Keep this, it will be useful."

   Although Yu Xuan thought it was strange, she still accepted it. The symbols and strange characters above were characters that Yu Xuan could not understand.

  ——

   The courtyard walls are apricot yellow, and the temple ridges are gray.

   Above the mountains and clouds, under the ancient trees.

  The Buddha's light shines with gold, and the sunset signifies blood.

   "Dong Dong Dong Dong Dong——"

   "So I heard that, for a while, the Buddha was in the tree of Shiwei country..."

   Antechamber. Wen Xi'en knelt down and sat solemnly facing the Buddha statue, with a solemn expression on his face, he closed his eyes and tapped the wooden fish, and slammed down.

   His lips twitched and chanted obscure Sanskrit words, and the sound was in his ears.

  There was a sudden clatter of bead curtains colliding behind the Buddhist hall, followed by the sound of the corner of the table moving on the ground, and Wen Xien's hand tapped.

   She didn't move, her slightly drooping eyelashes covered her turning eyes, and glanced at the messy figure behind the beaded curtain.

   It was quiet for only a moment, and then there was the sound of something falling to the ground. After a while, a fist-sized offering peach rolled in front of the two of them.

  The side room is empty, there is a statue of Guanyin with kind eyes and kind eyes on the offering table, and there are several trays of offering fruit and cakes below.

   Wen Xien stopped chanting, his light-colored pupils moved slightly, and he got up and looked over.

   A bright moon outside the window gradually reflected a face. Her temples are like a knife, her eyebrows are like green mountains, and her eyes are full of waves. When she looks at her, she is always happy.

   is Ke Changqing.

   Against the background of the Buddha's light, it looks like a fairy falling under the knee of the Buddha.

   "Clean dust and clean dust, don't read any more, let's play with me."

   The monk did not hesitate, but directly refused, "No, you can play by yourself."

  Ke Changqing was taken aback by her indifferent attitude, his face showed a bit of disbelief, and when his eyes dropped, he looked pitifully aggrieved, "How can I play alone, you can't accompany me."

   (end of this chapter)