Qing Silence sat on top of the haystack, the moonlight shining in from the window and the candlelight in the temple blended together, diffusing on Qing Silence's face, making his already handsome and extraordinary facial features a little more cold and quiet.He sat with his eyes closed, his hands folded, dark brown beads hanging between his thumb and forefinger, one by one slowly plucked.His fingers are very good-looking, white and slender, with clear bones, and when he plucks the beads, he is more beautiful than the hands of those who play the piano in the workshop.Outside the dilapidated windows, the cold wind swished and the trees beat against the temple walls, making a clattering sound.These voices entered the temple, and compared with the silence of Qing Jing's body, which seemed to be undisturbed by the world, they were completely two extremes.Fu Zhenhong stood one meter away from Qing Silence for a long time, and after staring at Qing Silence for a few seconds, he suddenly took a step.As if he had thought of something interesting, he walked up to Qing Silence, and then crouched down, his gaze at the level of Qing Silence's gaze.Faced with Fu Zhenhong's sudden approach, Qing Jing did not open his eyes, he naturally sensed the distance between Fu Zhenhong and him, but he didn't seem to care, or more accurately, he was more focused on his meditation and chanting.Fu Zhenhong didn't plan to do anything, but at this moment, seeing Qing Silence's unmoved appearance, she had a little bit of a playful mind.As the leader of the Sun and Moon God Cult, he is unrestrained and unrestrained, he does not hide his anger and anger, he lives a wild and uninhibited life, he will do whatever he wants, and he rarely cares about anything else.At this moment, the more Qing Jing ignored him, the more Fu Zhenhong wanted to break Qing Li's concentration.Fu Zhenhong hooked the corners of her lips and moved the position to the left side of Qing Lonely, "Monk" Fu Zhenhong looked at the outline of Qing Lone's side face, and said unhurriedly: "I'm too bored, let's chat." ”Fu Zhenhong said it as a matter of course, and she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it.Qing's silent expression remained unchanged, as if he heard Fu Zhenhong's words, and as if he didn't hear it, he didn't give any response or expression.Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows, leaned her face towards Qing Lone, and her lips were almost touching Qing Lone's ears, "Monk?
”Fu Zhenhong shouted again.And this time, because his lips were so close together, the heat that sprayed from his words reached the roots of Qing's ears.Fu Zhenhong saw that Qing's ears moved slightly, and the hand that originally plucked the Buddha beads also stopped for a moment.But Qing Jing still didn't open his eyes, and he still didn't respond to Zhenhong, it seemed that he was planning to ignore Fu Zhenhong to the end.Fu Zhenhong laughed with some meaning, and the low and slow laughter in this temple with some wind leaks on all sides, under the slightly cool night, revealed a disturbing sense of charm."
Monk, the more you ignore me, the more I want to do something to break your defense."
Fu Zhenhong said without hesitation.After his words fell, Qing Silence, who had been keeping his eyes closed, opened his eyes, and he turned his head sideways to look at the man beside him.The distance between the two had exceeded the safe distance between people, and the moment they met each other's eyes, the silent eyelashes blinked slightly.The face in sight is very ordinary, but a pair of eyes are like a whirlpool, attracting people's attention.Fu Zhenhong's eyelashes were long and thick, but they were not very curly, but hung straight down on the eyelids, and under the somewhat dim halo, the inky eyelashes fell a deep shadow in the eyes.Obviously, there were no ripples in his eyes, but it seemed that he could suck the person who was looking at him into the depths of the cold pool.Qing Jing shook the hand of the Buddha bead and stopped: "Oriental Sect Master, please respect yourself." ”When Fu Zhenhong heard this, she instantly laughed even more happily: "What?
Don't you continue to call me a donor?
”As he spoke, he tore off the mask from his face, revealing his original face.Fu Zhenhong's facial features in this world are full of aggressive brightness, and the heroism between the eyebrows and the domineering spirit that has been in the top position for a long time make his face a little more aggressive, so beautiful that it makes people feel oppressed, but it hits the depths of people's hearts, making him reluctant to look away.Qing's gaze shifted slightly, staggering his gaze from Fu Zhenhong's gaze, and said in a calm tone: "Shaolin and the Sun and Moon Divine Sect are clearly distinguished, and the Eastern Sect Master pays attention to his words and deeds. ”"Distinct?"
Fu Zhenhong repeated these four words, simply sat down beside Qing Silence, and said with interest: "Monk, don't you know whether you are clearly distinguished, or whether you are enemies of each other?"
”Qing Silent said: "Since the Eastern Sect Master can see the situation clearly, why do you still follow the poor monks?
”Fu Zhenhong asked rhetorically: "So monk, are you going to fight with me as an enemy?"
”Qing Silent said: "The poor monk only hopes that the Eastern Sect Master can pay attention to his words and deeds. ”When Fu Zhenhong heard this, she sneered, and deliberately embarrassed herself, "Then if I don't, how will you stay?"
”Qing was silent for a few seconds, and only after a few seconds did he say: "The Eastern Sect Master followed the poor monk all the way, thinking that he should have reached some kind of deal with King Yu. ”He paused: "The poor monk is destitute, and he doesn't have what the Eastern Sect Master wants. ”Fu Zhenhong smiled: "How do you know that what I want must be something?"
”Speaking of this, Fu Zhenhong didn't wait for Qing Silence to answer, and then continued: "Can't I plot against you" The last sentence, Fu Zhenhong said ambiguously, and his lowered voice added a little restraint, and at the same time, his hand was also on Qing Silence's shoulder, as if he was on the stone arch bridge of Daizhou Lake.But it's a little different, because at that time, there were other people around, and now, in the entire temple, except for Fu Zhenhong and Qing Silence, there is no third person.Without others, the attention will be more focused on the two sides, and the hand on the shoulder can be felt through the clothes, which is obviously a light weight, but it makes the always quiet silence a little unsure of how to deal with it.It would be good if Dongfang Undefeated showed his killing intent to him at the beginning and then attacked him, so that he only needed to respond to the enemy, and he didn't have to worry about the current state of the two.But Dongfang was undefeated and didn't make a move, and the other party just followed him along the way, and did not do other evil things.How the rest of Shaolin is, he doesn't comment on it, but he never takes the initiative to provoke contradictions, and because of this, the current situation of the two has become a little delicate."
The poor monk is just a monk, and there is nothing to be gained."
Qing Jing said, raising his hand to stroke Fu Zhenhong's hand away from his shoulder.Fu Zhenhong smiled indifferently, and then he didn't feel dirty, so he fell on his back on the grass, his hands crossed, cushioned behind his head as a pillow, and looked at the dilapidated beams above his head: "Monk, your eyes are dodging." ”After speaking, Fu Zhenhong thought of something, and said: "When you talk to me, you never meet my eyes. ”"Monk, have you seen me before?"
Fu Zhenhong originally just said this sentence casually, but she didn't expect that Qing's silence suddenly froze, and her originally peaceful and indifferent mood also fluctuated for a moment.Fu Zhenhong was keenly aware of this difference, he squinted his eyes slightly, he clearly remembered that in this world of smiling and proud rivers and lakes, before the martial arts conference, he had never seen the silence of this Shaolin.But the fleeting mood swings on the other party are not fake, maybe Qingxi has seen him through other channels, not necessarily himself, it may be a portrait.But this is also a little unreasonable, Fu Zhenhong's eyes crossed with thought.
[Xiaohong, in this big world of martial arts, the natural choice of the strategy is not only in the copy of Xiaoao Jianghu. ]The weak chicken system suddenly said this.When Fu Zhenhong heard this, he contacted the identity of his next copy, and suddenly a guess gradually appeared in his mind.After Shaolin Fu Zhenhong broke away from the previous strategy world, the task he received was the martial arts strategy from the Time and Space Administration.In the martial arts world, the first copy is Xiaoao Jianghu, and his identity is the leader of the Demon Sect, Dongfang Undefeated.And the second copy is the world created by Gu Long's pen, and his identity is the Seven Wonderful Monks without Flowers.And Wuhua is a Shaolin monk.Fu Zhenhong originally thought that there would be no connection between the two copies of the martial arts world, but now it seems that this may not be the case.However, these are also Fu Zhenhong's speculations, and for now, there is no actual evidence to prove this.Fu Zhenhong sat up and walked in front of Qing Shi, the two faced each other, and Fu Zhenhong said again: "Have you seen me before?"
”Qing Silent replied, "No. ”"Is it" Fu Zhenhong smiled lightly: "Monks can't speak, monk, don't break your vows." ”Qing Shi heard this, but did not speak again, but closed his eyes again and began to recite the Buddhist scriptures silently.Seeing this, Fu Zhenhong stretched out his hand and stroked the Buddha beads in Qing Lone's hand, and his fingertips slowly rubbed in the direction of the Buddha beads with the movement of Qing Lone's fingers, and finally came to Qing Lonely's hand.At the moment when the fingertips of the two touched, Qing Silent suddenly withdrew his hand as if he had touched something hot.The Buddha beads fell to his chest, and his hands were empty.He opened his eyes, looked at Fu Zhenhong's eyes with a hint of smile and banter, pursed his lips, and said slowly: "Dongfang Sect Master, stop playing tricks on the poor monks. ”"How can this be considered a joke?"
Fu Zhenhong said as she approached the silence.Because of Fu Zhenhong's actions, the distance between the two was shortened again, so close that if Fu Zhenhong moved forward a little further, the tip of his nose would almost touch the tip of his lonely nose.Qing Shi looked at the man who was close to him, and the shallow breath exhaled by the other party sprinkled on his face, adding an inexplicable itch.Qing Silent is not used to being seen so closely, and no one has ever been so close to him.The closer he got, the more he realized that Dongfang's undefeated face was really good-looking and flawless, dazzling like the bright moon hanging in the sky.But the bright moon is bright and clean, cold and bright, and will not be contaminated with a trace of mundane dirt.And the man in front of him was burdened with countless bloody killings, and he was in the midst of bloody rivers and lakes.Qing Jing knows very well that Dongfang Undefeated is a sharp blade, no matter how casual he behaves at the moment, he can't change the sharpness and sharpness of his knife tip that will always move forward, ambitious, fearless.He couldn't hold this knife, and if he was not careful, his head would break and bleed.The author has something to say: The world of martial arts is comprehensive, and there will be no more than the world of Xiaoao Jianghu~ Thank you to the little angel who voted for me during 2021-09-2422:15:38~2021-09-2518:29:08 ~ Thank you to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 168 bottles of love books; 10 bottles of Jangluo; 5 bottles of Qiu Lu; 412599903 bottles; 2 bottles in the north; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!