Chapter 31： Greedy desire

After the order, Rongchangjun’s sleeves screamed coldly to Xu Xing’s way: “And wait. Qingjun’s wine is like life, now I’m afraid that it’s the same person who is drinking. Make fun. You are here, waiting for the quiet to come here, and then do business..."

Waiting for his voice to fall, Xu Xingzhi smelled a burst of wine and the window was over, the sound of the sleeves rang, and a monk dressed in azure-colored casual clothes came out from the outside.

The first sight of the quiet Junjin commandment hall fell on Xu Xingzhi, who was lying in the middle of the temple. He saw that his clothes were in good condition and he did not suffer the punishment of punishment. His pace slowed down.

Although Qing Jingjun has been a master of Fengling Mountain for many years, the age-old geometry has long been untestable, but it is still a youthful look. If you are a god, you have the appearance of a crown jade, bathed in the sun in the sun, but there is a bed before the moon. Clarify the air.

However, this face has a pair of drooping eyes, and the tail of the eyes is lazy and sloppy, and suddenly his cold temperament is pulled down from Yaotai, and there is a bit more human smoke.

Rong Changjun got up and greeted with some help: "I didn't expect Qing Jing to come so fast, please take a seat. Dare to ask Guangfu Jun?"

When Qing Jingjun passed the side of Xu Xingzhi, he glanced at his knees and slowly took a half-shot. He was confused and said: "...What did you say?"

Rong Changjun: "..."

Xu Xingzhi did not resist the boring head and laughed, causing Rong Changjun to be angry and arrogant, throwing an ivory pen holder placed on the desk toward Xu Xing.

Xu Xingzhi did not intend to hide, but the pen holder did not fall on his head.

No one saw when Qing Jingjun shot the pen in his hand. In the blink of an eye, Qing Junjun was already wiping the pen holder with his cuffs: "Be careful, it is a pity to smash."

Rongchangjun’s anger was no longer strong, and he couldn’t make a clean and quiet sigh of relief. He had to press his anger and ask: “When can Guangfujun arrive?”

Qing Jingjun: "I am anxious, my brother's legs are slower than me."

Xu Xingzhi’s body leaned against Qing Jingjun and whispered: “...Master, the shoes are worn down.”

Qing Jingjun discovered that it was wrong. He looked down and immediately apologized for apologizing: "Be rude, rude, I am too eager."

Rong Changjun: "..."

During the talk, Guangfu Jun finally arrived.

Guangfu Junben is also a young look, but the face is much more clear than Qing Jingjun. The five senses are compact and naturally bring out a harsh and harsh taste.

When Guangfu Jun came, he apologized: "Rongchangjun, late for a while, please forgive."

After all, he looked at him and saw the top of the shaved chicken. He was furious and kicked his back on Xu Xing: "Counter! What to do!"

Under the Xu Xing, the plate was stable, and he was smashed and swayed.

Qing Jingjun took Guangfujun and played the round field slowly: "Teacher, don't worry, sit down and say."

The two came to power and each got a futon to facilitate sitting.

After Guangfujun sat down, he explained to Rongchangjun: "The brothers are playing chess with Fuyang, and listening to Xuhangzhi’s ridiculous things, they feel that there is something wrong with them. They immediately rushed to deal with them and did not dare to neglect... ”

On the side of the quiet Jun Jun, a black child who had been lying in the palm of his hand silently placed on the table, and took a futon from the knee, and threw it down, just in front of Xu Xingzhi.

Guangfu Junfu: "..."

Rongchang Jun was shocked: "Qing Jingjun, what is your intention?"

Qing Jingjun slowly explained: "My apprentice is a little chilly. This ground is quite cool, and it is always bad to hurt your body. You said so?"

After that, he also smiled at Rongchangjun.

Rong Changjun: "..."

Zhou Beinan, who was attending the audition, looked at Xu Xingzhi and did not speak.

Xu Xingzhi got a futon and squatted on it. He listened to Rong Changjun’s indignation and recounted the cause and effect of the matter.

At the end, he was dissatisfied: "The shame of shaving is hard to tolerate! When this matter comes out, it will be spread throughout the four doors and even the entire gate. How should I be a disciple after Tianchuan?"

Guangfu Jun took a look at Xu Xing and turned to Rong Changjun: "What do you want to do?"

Rongchang Jun was very polite: "I want to come to the two, I want to discuss a suitable disposal method."

This is to say, Rong Changjun's gaze has always been placed on Guangfujun.

Guangfu Jun said: "Xu Xingzhi apologized in public and withdrew from the ratio of this time. How do you see it?"

I don’t wait for Rongchangjun to accept it. From now on, I’ve been quietly squatting on the sleeves of the quiet, and I’ve inserted a message: “...not very good.”

Rong Changjun: "...What is the opinion of Qing Jingjun?"

"I think that this responsibility should be split in half, not one of them." Qing Jingjun's tone is as soft and slow as usual. "He is also venting for the same disciple, impulsive. It is not to let him withdraw from the ratio of the list. Besides, it is also a violation of the rules, Cheng Ding can also participate in the ratio of the list, but he can not participate, and he is more wronged."

Guangfu Jun couldn't bear it: "Senior brother, Xu Xingzhi, he is not a 12-year-old child! If you have not been indulging him, he will not make such a bad thing to humiliate his friends!"

Qing Jingjun said without a word: "Where can I condone him?"

Guangfu Jun: "...There is such a thing. After entering the door, you will not be willing to exhort. Is this not to be indulgent?"

Qing Jingjun thinks that it is reasonable, and he turns to Xu Xingzhi. The tone of voice is swallowed like water: "Well, you should think more about it before you do it. Your body will be affected by your parents, you can’t hurt it. If you are really angry, you are quiet. It’s all right to beat him. Why’s it’s so bad.”

Rong Changjun: "..."

Guangfu Jun: "..."

Zhou Beinan: "..."

Cheng Ding’s face is green: “...”

Xu Xingzhi coughed: "...Yes."

"What is it?!" Guangfu Jun took the case and started, "Senior brother, you will continue to be so good, and one day he will not bring out big troubles!"

Qing Jingjun snorted, pinched his nose and whispered: "...I just don't want to be punished, you are so annoying."

Rong Changjun is simply unbelievable: "...Qing Jingjun, what do you say?"

Guangfu Jun was a shackle, and he could only stop the preaching and turn to the round: "Rong Changjun, the brother who had drunk before he came, is unclear, it is not the intention, please don't misunderstand."

Qing Jingjun sighed, and the tone was a bit grievance: "Forget it, the younger brother will punish and punish, I don't care."

Guangfu Jun did not prevent a pot from the sky, and said: "How can I punish this?"

Qing Jingjun immediately hit the snake with the stick and said: "Teacher, I know you can't bear it."

Guangfu Jun: "..."

Seeing that the mediation was not successful, Zhou Beinan played a round field on the side: "Shi Bo, Shi Shu, the younger generation has a proper way to deal with this matter, I wonder if it can be mentioned?"

Rong Changjun suppressed the fire: "...you said it."

Zhou Beinan said: "Xu Xingzhi shaved his hair, but his feelings can be forgiven, but after all, it hurts me to face the face of Tianchuan. It is better to shave the hair like he is going to learn the top of the road, and the matter will be evened out. Both sides can participate in the ratio of the list. How do you see it?"

Xu Xingzhi looked up at Zhou Beinan.

... Zhou fat, do you hurt me?

Zhou Beinan read Xu Xingzhi's eyes and smiled.

……how could be.

Guangfu Jun and Rongchangjun looked at each other and the method of compromise was quite satisfactory: "Yes."

Qing Jingjun: "No."

Guangfujun seems to want to sew the mouth of Qing Jingjun who is still singing the opposite: "Brother! Drunken words, can't be said again! Just follow this method."

After all, he turned to Rong Changjun and asked: "Please be sure to let me do it myself to show the apology of Fenglingshan."

In this regard, Qing Jingjun had no choice but to accept it. When the Guangfu government stepped down, he also slammed Guangfujun clothes and whispered: "Don't cut too ugly."

Guangfu Jun: "..." Brother, you can shut up.

After a short time, the disciples of Fenglingshan heard the news and rushed to the precepts of the precepts to wait for punishment.

After a long while, the door of the commandment hall was opened.

Zhou Beinan left Chengmen from the back door, and Sanjun came out from the main entrance.

Guangfujun is responsible for sending Rongchangjun who is still angry, and Qingjingjun stays at the door, waiting for Xu Xingzhi to leave the hall.

After going far, Rongchang Juncai and Guangfujun complained: "How did Chi Hongjun choose Qing Jingjun as the owner of Fengling Mountain?"

I heard that Master Chang’s brother was talking about Master’s brother, and his tone was quite dissatisfied. Guangfujun frowned slightly and did not humble and talk to Qing Jingjun: “The brothers are the people of my generation, the swordsmanship is superb, and he has won six times in the world. There is no problem for him to be the owner of Fengling Mountain. As for the customs of Fengling Mountain, I have to take care of myself. Rongchang Jun does not have to worry about Fengling Mountain."

Rongchang Jun asked for a boring, but he had to shut up.

When the two went away, Xu Xingzhi walked out of the hall with a short hair, and he was generous and did not avoid it.

His five senses are handsome, and look at the four doors. If you want to find the most handsome man, ten of ten people will point to Xu Xingzhi. At this time, he has a long haircut, not only not strange, but his face. It is even more refreshing and cool.

Several female disciples looked at him and made a stay. Only when Yuan Ruyi was coming back to God, he couldn’t smile.

Xu Xingzhi laughed and touched the short hair of Mao Xiao: "Cool!"

Qing Jingjun looked at Xu Xingzhi, who was flying in the air, and smiled: "Well, drink alcohol?"

Xu Xingzhi: "Go. Master invited me, I naturally have to go."

Qing Jingjun said: "Okay."

So the mentor and the disciples swept the crowd and went with them.

On the way, Qing Jingjun took the initiative to mention the matter: "Well, have you been doing something with Master recently?"

Xu Xingzhi is stupid: "Where? Master is like my reborn parents, how can I take advantage of Master?"

Qing Jingjun smiled: "You put all your spiritual stone to the nine lights, bet he can get the fourth in the list. One to three odds. Can you?"

Seeing that Master was dismantled by Xiao Jiujiu, Xu Xingzhi touched the back of his head, and this admitted: "... Hey, isn't that just playing?... Didn't you tell Guangfujun?"

Qing Jingjun: "This is our teacher and apprentice, don't tell him."

Xu Xingzhi is happy: "Master is very good."

All the way to the end, hidden in the dark, want to talk with Xu Xingzhi's nine lights, listen to this statement, stand still, full of surprise.

Then he raised his hand to cover the position of his heart, his cheeks were red, and his lips were excited to make a slight tremor.

He looked at the back of Xu Xingzhi from the dark, his heart was happy, and his eyes followed him step by step.

Gradually, the gaze condensed into a strong desire and a burning desire.

After laughing, Qing Jingjun took the sleeves and asked: "Do you value nine lights?"

Xu Xingzhi explained: "He has a swordsmanship talent for small lights. In recent years, swordsmanship has advanced by leaps and bounds. I bet that he won, and he is not aimless."

Qing Jingjun sighs and speaks slowly and gently as always: "Well, you are all good, the only shortcoming is that you are too careful with others: I give you the genius treasure, you take it to Meng Zhongguang to practice; I let you Used to strengthen the 'free pen' of the spiritual stone, you take the gambling nine lights to win. Especially Meng Zhongguang, what do you use to give those things to him? I told you earlier that he is..."

Referring to Meng Zhongguang, Xu Xingzhi’s mouth is not consciously raised: “Master, I have a few hearts. But the light is really a good boy. I am very happy to be with him. If I stay with him, he will not make it.” Yes."

Qing Jingjun watched his expression: "You and him... What can I have?"

Xu Xingzhi did not understand: "What?"

Qing Jingjun said: "When you mention him, it looks very different when you mention the nine lights."

“Is there?” Xu Xingzhi was unaware of this. Instead, he rushed to talk about his own discovery. “...Yes, Master, we don’t prohibit double repairs in Fengling Mountain, right?”

Qing Jingjun nodded.

Xu Xingzhi: "... I have recently discovered that heavy light and small lights seem to have a good relationship. They have been playing around since childhood, but today's small lights are being ruined by Cheng Ding, but the light is still being maintained. Isn't it a happy family?"

One of Xu Xing mentioned this pair of younger brothers, and the words were not finished. Qing Jingjun listened patiently to him for a long time, only to calm down: "Well, it's good to let them go. But I have a word, you have to remember: whenever you have your own place." ”

Xu Xingzhi said: "I don't care about the younger generation. But Master is right, the disciples remember."

Qing Jingjun smiled and said no more: "I still have some Lingshi there. If I am drunk today, the Lingshi will return to you, and save you from losing, Lingshi is short."

Xu Xingzhi laughed: "Master, this is what you said, let's say a word."

In the evening, Xu Xingzhi returned.

The disciples of Fenglingshan collectively rested in the East Hall. When Xu Xingzhi came back, his face was not very good, and they all came up: "Brother, are you okay?"

Xu Xingzhi waved his hand and looked desperate: "It's okay. Master is drunk. I will return after Master has settled. I just met Guangfujun, and he has to punish me for copying the book. I will copy it the next morning. A good scripture was sent to his temple."

Yuan Ruxiao smiled: "Uncle Shi also wants to ask you to cultivate more self-cultivation, lest you run to shave your hair as you do today."

Xu Xingzhi said: "He wants to kill me."

Yuan Ruyi is concerned: "What is the teacher's brother called the brothers to copy? If you copy one paragraph, can you just?"

Xu Xingzhi: "..."Tai Shang Yuan Shi Tian Zun said that the Northern Emperor demon **** magic mantra." But no need, Shi Shu, he is very savvy, if it is impossible to cross the sea, he must double the penalty, I will not bother you. ""

Having said that, he looked around and found that Jiuzhi Lan and Meng Zhongguang were not in the house. He said: "I went out and woke up. You don't care about me, just rest early."

When one of Xu Xing went, the disciples whispered and seemed to be planning something.

Xu Xingzhi found the nine lights that were being copied in the cool steps outside the temple.

He wrapped his clothes and sat down beside the nine lights, hooking his shoulders and looking at it: "What are you writing?"

The body of the Jiuzhi lamp was stiff, and the arm that was tightly held by Xu Xingzhi’s chest was hot and breathless.

He put a beheaded and said: "...Senior brother, today I rushed to the troubles, and it was wrong for me."

"Why can't you start?" Xu Xingzhi curiously asked.

The nine lights are calm: "Because my identity does not allow me to do this, it is wrong."

He said, he untied his clothes and put them on the shoulders of Xu Xing: "Brother, cold outside, wear more."

Xu Xingzhi was safely accepted and asked: "Small lights, before you start, did you ask yourself in your heart, 'The other side is provocative, I will fight back, is this right?' 'If I shot, I would like to ask the teacher. Insulted, is this correct? 'But so?'

Nine branches of light nodded.

Xu Xingzhi touched his head: "Next time you have to tell yourself, this is right."

Nine lights: "..."

"Insulting himself is a disgrace." Xu Xingzhi said, "You are the younger brother of Xu Xingzhi, who is a member of Fengling Mountain. You are humiliated, and the entire Fengling Mountain will be followed by humiliation. So don't easily call yourself aggrieved and hear. No?"

Jiuzhi Lan looked at Xu Xingzhi with his heart, and almost couldn't wait to engrave his eyes in his own eyes: "The Jiuzhi Lan is instructed by his brothers."

Xu Xingzhi smiled and asked: "Can you see the light?"

When I heard Meng Zhongguang’s name, the face of Jiuzhi’s lamp sank and he was about to say something. He heard a voice from the colony not far away: “Brother, I am here.”

Xu Xingzhi beckoned: "Come here. I asked Master for a bottle of elixir. I will take you back to the room and give you the medicine for your injury."

Meng Zhongguang happily ran with his warm robe, and pulled off the clothes of the nine branches of light. He was naturally thrown on the ground, and wrapped his clothes on the shoulders of Xu Xing. Arms, attachments are incomparably relying on: "The brother is very good for the light."

Xu Xingzhi can look at the actions of Meng Zhongguang all in his eyes. He has a few words in his heart and teased him: "I don't want to give me the clothes of the nine lights."

Meng Zhongguang: "...???"

Nine lights: "...???"

Xu Xingzhi untied Meng Zhongguang’s warm clothes and turned them on the shoulders of Jiuzhi’s lamp. He also touched Meng Zhongguang’s hair: “You both are unassuming, they are staying on this terrace, there should be Let me talk about it. Then I will go back to the temple first."

Meng Zhongguang stunned and watched Xu Xingzhi.

The Jiuzhi lamp lost the clothes of Meng Zhongguang in the moment when Xu Xing’s figure disappeared in the field of vision.

Meng Zhongguang put away the gentle white water-like appearance, and he was so angry that he said: "What did you say to your brother? How can the brothers have such a misunderstanding?!"

Nine branches of lights ignored him, and he took his own pens and robes and left without a word. Meng Mengguang was in a hurry to turn around.

As he walked, he pulled up a sleeve of his robe and carefully took a deep breath, leaving Xu Xingzhi's light and fragrant smell on it.

But after a few steps out of the way, he suddenly stopped the steps, slammed the lower abdomen, and whispered: "...oh. um-"

He looked down and saw a change in his body. It was a rare panic on his face.

He blushes, holds the pen, and runs away, as if he wants to leave his body far away.

On the second day, Xu Xingzhi shaved the hair of Ying Tianchuan's rookie hair and was punished for shaving.

Coincidentally, according to the schedule of the Tianbang, today is exactly the match between Xu Xingzhi and Cheng Ding.

Wen Xuechen arrived early as usual, but found that Qu Chi and Zhou Beinan were waiting there.

Wen Xuechen shook his wheelchair and said, "How come you come so early?"

Zhou Beinan’s arms raised his arms and said: “I came here early to see Xu Xing’s foreign appearance.”

Wen Xuechen turned to look at Qu Chi: "Ruo Chi, are you also for this?"

It’s always a bit of a sloppy lip, a little embarrassed: “I...want to see what he looks like for short hair.”

Zhou Beinan asked Wen Xuechen: "Are you not?"

Wen Xuechen said indifferently: "I am not natural."

Zhou Xian heard the words and quietly said to Zhou Beinan: "Brother, don't believe him. He asked me three times from last night to this morning. Master Xu is playing in the morning or in the afternoon. He is coming early."

Wen Xuechen saw the two of them inspect and couldn't help but frown: "...What are you talking about?"

Zhou Xian and Zhou Beinan's brothers and sisters both swayed and denied: "Nothing, chores, housework."

Wen Xuechen reached out to Zhou Xian: "Stand to me."

Zhou Xian’s face was slightly red, and when he just thought about it, he was pulled back by Zhou Beinan.

Zhoubei South Road: "My sister is not your cool valley, why stand by you?"

Wen Xuechen decided: "It will be sooner or later."

At this time, the riots outside the stadium were the arrival of Fenglingshan.

Zhou Beinan couldn't wait to see the neck, but the scene he saw was almost amazed by his chin.

After a long while, he pulled out a word: "...fuck."

The superiors were all surprised. Guangfujun almost smashed the table: "This is not a gangster! How can one not be a system!"

——Where the Fengling Mountain participates in the ratio of the Tianbang, except for the female disciple and a male disciple, they have all shaved into the same short hair as Xu Xing!

The author has something to say: Qinglianggu: ancestral arrogance.

Danyang Peak: An ancestral wife.

Ying Tianchuan: ancestral two forced.

Fengling Mountain: The ancestral guardian of Dafa.