Lin Xun had enough sleep, lowered his head, and read the Heart Sutra.

With a "bang", a gust of wind blew by, and the book was closed heavily. Lin Xun raised his eyes and found peace around him. The brisk wind was obviously artificial.

The handsome and evil man sat opposite him, his face gloomy and kept muttering something. Lin Xun couldn't hear it clearly, but he felt that he was cursing.

At the end, his eyes were like arrows, "Don't look at these things that harm the country and the people in the future."

Lin Xun curled his lips and looked at the sky, how could he rise to the level of harming the country and the people?

The next moment, the man disappeared without a trace just like when he came.

Lin Xun shook his head, spread out his book, and read aloud with the breeze: "The origin of dependent originates and nature is empty, impermanent and selfless, and it is completely broken..."

The pleasant voice drifted away with the wind. The man who was using his light skills to leave vaguely heard the last few words, his breath was unstable and he almost fell head-on.

In the hall, Chen Han was talking to Su Qin, and suddenly felt a cold air coming to his face. He quickly picked up the memorial and stood behind Su Qin: "My dear, someone is stabbing me!"

Su Qin glanced at him: "Acquaintance."

Chen Han was unable to practice martial arts due to physical reasons. He only saw clearly when the person came closer. He returned to his original position, put down the memorial, and returned to his seriousness and integrity.

The person who came twitched: "You are pretending to be like this for more than ten years."

Chen Han was ashamed of an emperor, but his face was very gentle: "Second brother, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Jiang Yu also noticed his expression changed, and his anger had just been extinguished. Chen Han continued, "You are here. The weather has been hot recently. The imperial chef in the palace has pickled a lot of side dishes. You can just eat it with wine."

When Jiang Yu heard the word "pickled" at first, he immediately became furious and sneered: "The emperor's kindness is so great. The emperor not only cares about his old love, but also does not forget to teach Quan Juzi. He really taught him very well!"

Chen Han was just now suspicious that he had sneezed before and said it was not typhoid fever. His health was not very good. The prince could not stand alone. Once he fell ill, no one could take over the government.

So I couldn't hear the anger in Jiang Yu's words.

"This is what it should be," Chen Han waved his hand: "Second brother doesn't have to take it to heart."

The ground shook for a moment, Chen Han quickly caught the brush that was almost rolling down the ground, and looked at Jiang Yu in confusion.

"What do you mean by the second brother?"

Jiang Yu sneered: "You have asked him to destroy all the emotions and six desires, and you still have the face to ask me."

Chen Han remembered the ridiculous wish that Lin Xun said a few months ago, and a foreboding feeling came to his heart: "I think you have some misunderstandings."

Jiang Yu: "Is it possible that he still wants to be a eunuch?"

"Of course not," Chen Han denied: "What he wants to be the eunuch general manager."

“…”

It was cold, and the sun shone brightly outside, but Chen Han felt a squirm of cold air turning into millions of needle tips from the soles of his feet into his heart.

Chen Han quietly retreated a little.

"Su Aiqing."

"I'm here."

“…protect the car.”

On the other hand, when Master Jingchen came back, he found that Lin Xunzheng was reading carefully word by word, very well-behaved. The master nodded with satisfaction: "The son can teach you."

Lin Xun put down the book, blinked his big eyes, and something called seeking curiosity flashed inside.

Although Master Jingchen was a monk, he was still so cute by this look and sat beside him: "But what do you want to ask?"

Lin Xun: "Man is originally good, right?"

Master Jingchen turned his Buddhist beads: "Amitabha, I believe that everyone is born the same, and his thoughts and emotions are various changes that arise with different growth environments."

"So there are no two leaves in the world that are the same," Lin Xun closed the book: "There are no two people in the world who have the same personality."

Master Jingchen smiled and said, "People get along with each other is a science in themselves."

Lin Xun nodded: "Can Buddhist principles be used to solve all the complex interpersonal relationships in the world?"

"Just a dependent origination emptiness covers all things in the world. All dharmas are born from causes and conditions, and all dharmas are destroyed, so they can naturally cover interpersonal relationships."

Lin Xun: "I have a friend whose mother is his mother, but his father is his father's child. However, his father's mother is the nominal concubine of this child. Can you help me with the relationship?"

Master Jingchen held a Buddhist bead and stopped moving.

Lin Xun frowned slightly: "Doesn't interpersonal relationships just a small part of Buddhist principles?"

However, Master Jingchen opened his mouth wide and his eyes widened, as if he had mastered some amazing secret.

Lin Xun: "Did you understand?"

Master Jingchen's body stiffened, and his tone seemed to be saying in disguise: "You know too much."

He stood up suddenly, and Lin Xun was almost shocked by his sudden movements.

"I suddenly remembered that there was something important, and I'm afraid I can't teach the second prince anymore."

Now he didn't even say the word "donor".

Lin Xun frowned. Isn’t it important for monks to accompany the ancient Buddha in Qinglantern forever? What conflicts do they have with him?

Master Jingchen refused to stay any longer, and went to Chen Han to resign. How did Chen Han try to keep him? Master Jingchen only said one sentence from beginning to end: "Your Highness is talented and can become a talent even if you study by yourself. I don't want to interfere too much."

Chen Han had no choice but to agree to let him go. Master Jingchen hurried out of the palace after his feet, and heard from the servants that he had not even had time to pack his luggage.

"Do you see clearly now?" After Master Jingchen left like he was running for his life, Chen Han said slowly: "Your precious son has long realized a 'Tao' by himself, and it has nothing to do with others."

Jiang Yu still ignored the explanation and drew his sword to face him, deciding that it was Chen Han who brought Chen'anyan to the evil path.

Su Qin raised his sleeve slightly, and a yellow smoke spread over the ground. The latter dodged and avoided it. The swelled robe touched a little, and a black hole burned out.

"Stop when you can." Su Qin said.

Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows, "I haven't done it for a long time. Why? How many moves do you want to go through?"

When Su Qin's eyes change, he will be serious.

Chen Han took a breath. The hall was full of glazed tiles and was filled with precious antiques. The two of them took action here and the palace was not guaranteed to be rebuilt in the end.

"Second brother." Chen Han sat upright, narrowing his eyes.

Jiang Yu's heart thumped. Every time Chen Han's expression was like this, there would be no good things.

Sure enough, the next moment, Chen Han raised a standard smile: "You are going to be grandpa, do you know?"

Fearing that he was not cruel enough, Chen Han made another blow: "It's still a grandfather who is less than 40 years old. The group leader Changran is pregnant and tells everyone that the child is from the banquet."

...

Lin Xun, who had no idea how many waves he had inadvertently aroused, threw the Heart Sutra in his hand in an inconspicuous corner, took off his robe, and walked into the pond.

The people who steamed the heat were very comfortable. They didn't have to bathe and burn incense to worship Buddha. Lin Xun leaned leisurely against the side of the pool wall, thinking that the monk was really unexpectedly timid.

However, the less you know about the secrets in the palace, the longer you live, the more you live, it is the truth.

He suddenly sighed and turned to the position of lying on the edge of the pool, staring at the bones in the corner of the wall. Lin Xun deliberately placed it around the corner, in a half-sitting position.

In Wuyou Villa, I didn’t pour less blood on it, so why didn’t there be any changes?

[System: The blood that feeds Gu King’s tomb is best provided by the host himself.]

Lin Xun was stunned. He couldn't get up early without any profit, and the system actually took the initiative to speak out.

"What if I use other people's blood?"

[System: A hundred bowls of blood can be worth a drop of blood from the host.]

Lin Xun:...

After a while of silence, he stared at the corpse at the corner for a long time, got up and wiped the water droplets on his body, put on his clothes and walked outside silently.

Outside the house was an endless starry sky. Lin Xun's eyes were a little hollow, but he thought in his heart: With the Gu King's Tomb, he could win the support of Wuyou Villa. Relying on a strong army alone is far from enough to conquer the world. Although the Chen Kingdom has the strongest military strength at present, it is not easy to deal with the Lian Kingdom and the outside world.

Especially in the area outside the region, although they are not politically enlightened, they are desperate for wars. If they fight head-on, even if they win, they will win miserably.

After some consideration, Lin Xun did not give up cultivating the Gu King's Tomb.

He spread his hands, looked at the skin without any wounds, and the idea of ​​scratching with a knife flashed by, nodding and shook his head, as if he had made a decision.

When it was getting deeper at night, Lin Xun walked out of the room and stopped a servant: "Is the national sir back?"

Servant: "Here I'm back."

Lin Xun returned to his room, took out a bowl, recalling Su Qin's daily living time, waiting for an opportunity.

Speaking of which, Su Qin's life rules are two opposite extremes. Lin Xun usually thinks of whatever he wants on a whim. Su Qin happens to be the opposite. It is like a standard hour. When will you get up in the morning, what to do, and what to deal with when you come back in the evening. There is a fixed time period.

Lin Xun sometimes thinks Su Qin is boring, and sometimes he admires his strong self-control.

In any case, Su Qin's regular lifestyle is only beneficial to him today.

...

The black hair was spread in the water, and under the hazy water vapor, Su Qin's eyes were unpredictable.

Lin Xun poked a small hole in the paper window, his face pressed on it, his eyes focused on the beautiful scenery under the fog inside, and the bowl was pressed against the tip of his chin.

In the water light, you can vaguely see Su Qin moving his body, revealing the charming texture of his skin.

Click!

A drop of nosebleed fell.

Lin Xun glanced at the blood in the bowl, was very satisfied, and continued to look carefully.

The hands with distinct joints casually pushed the wet hair aside, and the sexy collarbone was visible.

Click!

Another drop of nosebleed.
Chapter completed!