"According to the bet, you should have lost, right?" Chu Xiu looked at Queen An Lan longingly, "You won't go back on your promise, right?"
Queen Anlan's eyelids twitched and she nodded, "It's true that I lost."
"Then..." Chu Xiu's heart beat faster.
Although the two of them had just had three days and three nights of happy time, who would object to continuing such a wonderful happy time?
"Let's have another bet." Queen An Lan looked at Chu Xiu, "I will be the banker. If you can win again, even if you make some excessive demands, I can still satisfy you."
Chu Xiu's heart beat a little faster. He was very excited and calm, and immediately said: "It's okay to bet again, but you can't bet on the problem just now."
"The dog man is quite defensive." Queen An Lan cursed secretly, feeling a little helpless. She really wanted to gamble on the problem just now. This time, she couldn't choose, and let the dog man choose to find the kind of man who could. A piece of cloth folded a hundred times.
"Okay." Queen Anlan nodded, and then started to think about it.
"Before you think about the bet, why don't you pay the bet you just lost to me?" Chu Xiu looked at Queen An Lan longingly, "Are you trying to delay time on purpose?"
"Asshole, do you think I will be as scoundrel as you?" Queen An Lan glared.
Chu Xiu hummed softly and lay directly on the Tai Chi stone slab.
Queen An Lan blushed, secretly cursed bastard, drew her sword and killed...
…
…
In order to let the news from the third senior brother Zhang Liang go further, Queen Chu Xiu and Queen An Lan went to Lingzhou very slowly.
Before the two of them arrived in Lingzhou, the news from Zhang Liang had already spread throughout the nineteen states.
Lingzhou, Lingshan Temple.
Huitong walked out of the wall-facing cave and stood outside the cave, looking at the afterglow of the setting sun. He stretched out his hands and gently rubbed his temples.
"Brother Chu, you were so kind to Lao Gu last time and swallowed everything by yourself. How can you be so cruel to Xiao Monk this time?"
Huitong was a little helpless.
He got the news that Lingshan Temple, together with Tianji Pavilion, Queen Beiliang, and Xiao Langtian, participated in the assassination of Master Yiming's uncle.
This news came from the Flame Demon Cave.
He knew that this friend deliberately spread the word to the world through Zhang Liang, the third teacher of Zhuque Academy.
To be precise, it was just to pass the news to him and Gu Chensha.
Huitong understood Chu Xiu very well, but he also felt very painful.
"At least give Brother Chu a reason." Huitong shook his head and walked to the Bodhi Courtyard where all the masters and uncles lived, and outside the Zen room of Master Yichen's uncle.
"Disciple Huitong, I have doubts in my heart. I hope my uncle can answer my questions and resolve my doubts." Huitong said softly.
"Come in." An old voice came out slowly.
Lingshan Temple, a dust.
Huitong took a deep breath, walked up to the corridor under the eaves, pushed past the Zen rooms, and walked in lightly.
"Uncle Master, you should already know why this disciple is here." Huitong looked at Master Yichen who was sitting cross-legged in the Zen room, like an ancient tree, and said softly.
Yichen opened his eyes and looked at Huitong with his cloudy eyes, "You became friends with him. I don't know whether you should be lucky or unlucky."
"Disciple believes that it is an honor for me to be friends with Mr. Thirteen." Huitong said seriously, this was what he was thinking.
Since he was very young, he has had great wisdom, understanding and respecting Buddhist precepts. He once believed that he would never violate any precepts.
But now, for the sake of those friends, he is willing to break some precepts, and he is willing to do so. He will not regret it regardless of the punishment.
"Before he went to Chang'an City to take the Zhuque Academy examination, he came here specifically and told me a story. He was standing where you are standing at the moment." Yichen said softly, with a flash of memory in his eyes, plus With some emotion, "I actually met him five years ago and saved his life."
"Brother Chu mentioned this matter to his disciple." Huitong said, "He respects you very much."
"Whether it was five years ago or the last time I saw him, I never thought that he could become the thirteenth gentleman of Suzaku Academy, or even become the most valued disciple of the dean." There was something on Yichen's face. Laugh at yourself.
Huitong smiled and said: "Before the college entrance examination started, probably no one could tell. Even the dean probably never thought that he would lose to Brother Chu in both the literary and martial arts exams.
This incident can actually be said to shock the past and the present.
It's just that many people have forgotten this and only remember the invincibility of the dean and the youth of Brother Chu. "
"Zhen Gu Shuo Jin..." Yichen looked at Huitong, "You are inferior to him in everything, are you really willing to do so?"
Huitong frowned, "Uncle Master, you may not know him very well, and you may have overlooked some of the advantages of your disciple."
"Oh?" Yichen was surprised.
Huitong smiled and said: "No gold is pure, and no man is perfect. You can say that Brother Chu has a high talent for cultivation and good literary talent; but if you say that the disciple is not as good as him in everything, then the disciple has something to say.
His bottom line is very flexible. The bottom line of his disciples is deeply influenced by all the masters and uncles. Not only does he hate evil as much as he hates it, but at least he fights against the strong and supports the weak.
He is a bit lustful, and his disciples are not stained by the world of mortals.
He is sometimes greedy, but his disciples always have the dream of loving the world.
He loves fame and fortune, or as he puts it, pretentiousness; his disciples join Buddhism, even if they have to be an ascetic or a handyman for a lifetime, they are happy with it.
…”
Huitong talked a lot, and Yichen was in a daze.
At the end.
Yichen asked suspiciously: "Are you sure you are talking about Mr. Thirteen?"
"Everyone has many sides." Huitong smiled and said, "What I just said is a bit exaggerated; however, when making friends, you don't have to look at strength, status, gender, sect...
Just like-minded people. "
"It's true that I'm in trouble." Yichen laughed at himself, "In Lingshan Temple, many of your masters and uncles don't like Mr. Thirteen very much. Do you know why?"
Huitong was startled, frowned slightly, and shook his head.
Chu Xiu only visited Lingshan Temple once, and there was no conflict.
If his uncles and masters just had no feelings for Chu Xiu, he could still understand it, but they didn't like it... Why was that?
Huitong doesn't understand.
"Because he is better than you." Yichen looked at Huitong, "And you are the most talented disciple of the Hui generation in Lingshan Temple."
Huitong frowned, thought for a while, and shook his head again, still puzzled, "Disciple is still puzzled. The masters and uncles I know may have their own personalities, but they are not jealous of talents. Especially, Chu Brother is not a disciple of our Lingshan Temple."
"He is half a disciple of Lingshan Temple." Yichen said meaningfully.
"Half a disciple of Lingshan Temple..." Huitong's heart moved. He looked at Master Yichen's uncle and asked tentatively, "Because of Master Yiming's uncle?"
