More and more strange male protagonists [Quick Transmigration]

Happy times always pass by so quickly. For little friend Luo Yan, this new friend is simply too much for him.

It looks good.

——Take it out, Bel has face, although he doesn't want others to share his friends, so he has never taken it out once, he just needs to see such a good-looking person.

clever.

——Of course, only smart people are worthy of being his friend.

Most importantly, Luo Yan felt very comfortable staying with new friends.

At this time, the spring is strong, the courtyard is full of flowers, the golden and warm light pours down from the sky, the breeze blows through the willow trees, the shadows of the trees are staggered, and the light brushes the eyes of the young man who is slightly sleepy, quiet and peaceful .

Luo Yan was dumbfounded more than once.

Until the soothing and gentle chanting sound in his ears stopped, and he met the boy's opened eyes, Luo Yan blushed and coughed twice to cover up.

Immediately, he thought of something, frowned and said with reluctance, "Xiaoyi, can't you stay with me?"

Two days ago, when the child asked about Sheyi's name, the little monk smiled lightly and said, "The master didn't give me a Dharma name, but the layman's name is Sheyi."

At that time, the child decided with excitement on his face: "Then I will call you Xiao Yi!"

So the name thing was decided.

Then, when Luo Yan's little friend learned that his friend was going back to the mountain, he ran over immediately, with an expression of aggrieved reluctance on his face.He really didn't want to, and finally made a new friend who fit his heart.

He doesn't want him to leave.

However, this matter is not something he, a kid, has the ability to decide.

In the end, he still had no choice but to watch his friend leave with the gray-robed monk. It was not until they were no longer seen that Little Luo Yan ran back to his room in a fit of anger.

He didn't pay any attention to the servant who was ordered to call him until dinner began. The servant knocked on the door persistently, and he threw a pillow at it.

After a while, the door of the room was opened from the outside, and Xiao Luo Yan, who was still angry, almost went over with another pillow, but heard the familiar gentle voice of his mother:

"What's wrong with me, Yan'er?"

The cute little girl of four or five years old hid behind the woman, poked out a small head, tilted her head, and looked curiously at the unknown object on the bed curled up in a ball under the quilt.

"elder brother?"

The mother and younger sister went out together, even though little Luo Yan was reluctant, he still got out of the quilt, his eyes were slightly red.

The woman sighed softly, walked over and touched her son's forehead, and said, "Even if you can't see each other, you can still write to the little master."

Little Luo Yan suddenly realized: So there is such an operation!

Yes, it turns out that this operation still exists. . .

From that day on, She Yi, who was far away in Yunjing Temple, began to receive letters from Xiao Luoyan often, usually talking a lot of nonsense, and then:

[...Missing you, my mother promised to go to Yunjing Temple to offer incense and worship Buddha in a certain period of time, and then I will follow, and then we can meet again! ...]

Even across the paper, you can feel the excitement and anticipation that the other party can't wait for.

However, in the end, neither of them waited for that day.

——Bad news has arrived.

Footsteps came from behind, and She Yi turned her head to look at the person coming.

"Brother Liao Ming, do you have a letter from me today?"

Although the pitch-black eyes were as clear and calm as ever, Liao Ming keenly caught the slightly brightened expectation, and his voice suddenly choked deep in his throat.

Liao Ming paused, stepped forward a few steps, showed the usual smile, and said teasingly: "Why, the first thing I said when I saw my senior was to mention someone else? Then my senior is really going to be sad."

She Yi remained silent, just watching him quietly with her eyes.

After a while, Liao Ming sighed, and the outstretched palm touched the soft and smooth long black hair for the first time, but he didn't feel the slightest joy, thinking about the news he learned from the mountain, he sighed heavily again tone.

"The letter is gone."

Seeing the little monk's slightly dimmed eyes, Liao Ming suddenly couldn't bear it.

However, this matter will still be known after all. Whether it is sooner or later, what is the difference in the ending?

"Junior brother, you have to be mentally prepared..."

"Get ready to face one of the eight great tribulations in life... the test of life and death?"

***

The plot is running in the original direction, impartial, the only variable is probably his acquaintance with the hero.However, the powerful plot will also make a slight deviation from the track, and it will be rounded back immediately.

She Yi, who heard the news of her friend's death, was in a very low mood for a while, and was so distressed that Brother Ming felt so regretful that he shouldn't have said it so directly.

However, it was Sheyi who came out of the grief by himself. The deceased was like this, and he could do nothing except recite a passage of the past life for his friend...

……

ten years.

What can you do in ten years?

Enough for a naive and stubborn little ghost, after experiencing family ruin and death, deep-seated hatred, and finally growing into a vicious and vicious demon.

And it is enough for a young monk who is still immature to grow into a generation of holy monks respected by thousands of people.

——Master Guiwu.

……

She Yi was packing her things, the soft clothes were slowly folded by a pair of white and slender fingers, and then put into the package.

Next to him, a twelve or thirteen-year-old disciple hesitated and said, "You don't have to do it yourself, let me do it..." Moreover, these are the things he should do.

The little disciple—Huixin, is in charge of Guiwu's daily life.

"No problem."

She Yi said lightly, thinking about this Dharma conference.

The Dharma Conference is held every 20 years, and the venues are different. It is a Buddhist ceremony where respected masters in various Buddhist temples exchange Buddhist scriptures and wisdom. It lasts for about a month.

As soon as the morning chanting was finished this morning, the abbot announced the matter, and he followed the host to the Grand Canal City to participate in the Dharma Conference, and no one had any objections.

Everyone in the world knows that on Master Guiwu's coming of age day, the presiding officer of Yunjing Temple bestowed the Dharma title: Guiwu, but in vain the holy light descended from the sky, and the Sanskrit sounds rang out. Many people witnessed that scene with their own eyes.

Some people say: Master Guiwu is the reincarnation of a sage.

Some people say: Master Guiwu is the son of destiny.

someone said,……

The number of people who came to worship the Buddha at this Dharma conference was unprecedentedly large.

Everyone stared intently at the figure on the Buddhist altar discussing scriptures and preaching, the cassock with cloud patterns outlined by gold threads, the straight figure standing like a pine bamboo, the drooping eyebrows and eyes, every frown and turn like a painting, the peerless talent is not for nothing Pass.

In the corner at the end of the crowd, hidden in the shadows, a pair of dark and prey eyes are also quietly watching...

……

At the end of the day of worshiping the Buddha, we bid farewell to Sheyi, the host, who returned to his own yard.

Looking up, a dark figure fell on the branch, and in the blink of an eye, they suddenly approached a dangerous and ambiguous distance between them.

——This is a demon.

Knowing this, Soi remained motionless.

The other party seemed a little surprised, looked him over carefully, and then jumped back to the bottom of the tree, leaning against the tree trunk, arms crossed, a pair of gloomy eyes fixed on She Yi, and slowly spit out a word:

"Bald donkey."

She Yi held the Buddha string in one hand and stood in front of her body with the other, but she turned her head slightly when she heard the words, and a strand of silky hair on her shoulders slid down gently with his movements.

"The poor monk returns to enlightenment."

Neither humble nor overbearing, not in a hurry, like a green lotus coming leisurely, with a soothing and reassuring breath.

The demon snorted lightly, and in a blink of an eye, it disappeared, just like when it came.

She Yi stood there for a while before turning sideways into the room.

……

On the second day, She Yi sat in her own place, looked at the direction of the Buddhist altar with calm eyes, and quietly listened to the Buddhist sutra seminars of the masters.

In fact, even if you just sit quietly, among the old bald donkeys and bald heads, you don't need to say much to know how dazzling and stand out.Almost half of the gazes were directed towards him.

She Yi seemed to be alone, only focusing on the Tao in her eyes.

And among those gazes, there was another one that was slightly hotter than ordinary people.

Still hiding behind the crowd, wearing a pitch-black robe, darker than night black hair hanging down to his waist, sharp chin, pale and aggressive face, exuding an unbearable sense of fear The viciousness of prey.

It's just that at this moment, those negative emotions have been perfectly suppressed by him, and the sense of existence is so low that people don't feel that there is another person here.

The news that there are demons infiltrating the Dharma Conference spread like wildfire.

The whole place is on alert, searching every inch.

Luo Yan stayed where he was, motionless, just staring at the tall figure on the altar, even though some monks were getting closer to him...

As if he had finally sensed something, the tall figure like a pine tree turned slightly sideways, and a pair of calm and boundless eyes met his eyes through the crowd.

With just this one glance, Luo Yan seemed to understand something, lowered his head slightly, the black robe enveloped him, retreated, and completely disappeared into the panicked crowd...

"what!--"

A scream sounded suddenly, but it was the demon who saw that the situation was wrong and attacked the people around him, trying to escape.

However, the Buddhist Dharma Conference is so important, why don't there be monks guarding it?

Almost at the moment when the screams sounded, the location of the demon was confirmed, and a dozen monks rushed forward——

Being able to sneak into the Dharma Conference under heavy guards, regardless of his purpose, that demon is obviously capable, but he was unable to take it down under the siege of more than a dozen monks.

Seeing that the demon kicked a tall and strong monk flying away, he flew out instantly through this gap, and that direction was the Buddhist altar.

——On the Buddhist altar, the monk with a handsome and clean face was dressed in a gown with cloud patterns outlined in golden threads, his eyelashes drooping slightly, and the shadow of the demon flying over was reflected in his clear and calm eyes.

Shouts filled with fear resounded from all around——

At this moment, a pitch-black figure suddenly descended from the sky and landed between the demon and the monk.

With the dark and gloomy eyes that were opened, a bloodthirsty red light flickered as he stared at the demon.

"You're courting death—"

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