The young monk woke up quietly. His long eye feathers trembled gently, and his dark pupils looked around. Wherever his eyes reached was a simple and elegant room, with a thick brocade quilt covering him, which was very soft and warm.

"Little bald donkey, are you hungry?"

The young monk was stunned for a moment, turned his face and saw Bai Luo sitting at the table opposite him, looking at him lazily.

The young monk suddenly noticed something strange. He lifted the corner of the quilt and took a look. He was indeed naked! The young monk suddenly sat up in shock, wrapped himself tightly with the quilt, and a thin layer of redness rose on his face.

The young monk looked at Bai Luo vigilantly: "You..."

Bai Luo glanced at the young monk: "Why, I don't know each other anymore?"

The young monk pursed his lips and asked, "Where is my clothes?"

"You were sweating last night and your clothes were all wet. Lu Yubao took them to wash them." Bai Luo raised his chin and pointed to a set of clothes on the bed: "You will wear that set later. I don't have monk clothes, you can give it up."

Young monk: "Oh."

The young monk thought about it and said, "Thank you."

Bai Luo held his hand and looked at the young monk and asked, "What's your name?"

"Zong Ye."

Bai Luo raised his eyebrows: "Zongye? Do you have any brother named Zongzi?"

The young monk Min ignored Bai Luo with his lips.

Seeing Zong Ye's silent appearance, Bai Luo suddenly lost interest. Bai Luo looked at Zong Ye and secretly labeled Zong Ye: Three sticks can't beat a single mess.

Bai Luo curled his lips boredly: "Lu Yubao will bring you some food later. You can put on your clothes and eat."

Zong Ye watched Bai Luo leave the door, and his tight back relaxed. Zong Ye stared at the clothes placed on the bed in a daze.

What were you thinking just now? You actually think Bai Luo would be flirting with him?

Bai Luo was the one who carried him back yesterday? Zong Ye put his slender fingers on the tip of his nose. There was a faint fragrance on his fingers.

He suddenly remembered that a pair of jade-white hands in the darkness held his dirty fingers in the cracks in the bricks. The delicate touch seemed to remain at Zong Ye's fingertips.

Zong Ye gently held his hands tightly and hid his hands. He sat cross-legged, folded his hands together, and recited the scriptures for a while until his heartbeat returned to the original state, and then slowly stood up and put on the clothes that Bai Luo prepared for her.

The clothes Bai Luo prepared for her were a black suit, with a pair of collars, silk texture, and a dark pattern embroidered on her narrow sleeves. Some cold fabrics were smoothly attached to her body. It was the first time in his life that he had worn such a good dress.

Just as he finished his clothes, Lu Yubao came in with a food box from outside.

Lu Yubao was stunned when he saw Zong Ye. Although Zong Ye was only fifteen years old and still had not fully grown in shape, his facial features were already handsome and unparalleled.

Lu Yubao thought to himself, no wonder Bai Luo wanted to pick up the little monk, but he said he had no bad intentions!

Lu Yubao put the food box on the table, and put a bowl of white porridge, a plate of side dishes, and a corn flour bun in the food box. Lu Yubao said with a warm voice: "My little master, I just took the pulse and found that you hadn't eaten for several days. Don't eat too much at once, eat this little first, and I'll bring you some later."

Zong Ye's long eyelids flashed: "Thank you."

Lu Yubao handed the chopsticks to Zong Ye: "I heard Bai Ranxi say that there is no one in your temple, so you might as well stay here."

The sudden good intention made Zong Ye feel burned. Zong Ye lowered his head and said, "No."

He has destroyed Xiao Wuxiang Temple. How could he destroy such a good place again?

Lu Yubao didn't force himself, and said warmly: "If you don't eat enough, I'll serve you a bowl of porridge, but you shouldn't eat too much corn bun at a time. It will take a while before you can eat it again."

Zong Ye looked up at Lu Yubao and asked, "Her name is Bai Ranxi?"

"She's name is Bai Luo and her name is Ranxi. You can call her Miss Bai."

Zong Ye lowered his head again, grabbed a piece of vegetable and put it in his mouth, and never spoke again.

Bai Luo sat in Fengqing Pavilion holding the fiery red Vermilion Bird feather in his hand.

Fifty years have passed.

This time is not long, but it is not short.

Since the Battle of Tianyuan, the timing of the sequel was chaotic, and only the barrier at the foot of Kunlun Mountain remained between the heaven and the human world. The timing of the three realms of heaven, man and demon is also chaotic.

Originally, the sky was in one day and the earth had ten years, but now the time was chaotic, and the time in the sky was the same.

This has no effect on mortals, but it has a great impact on the gods. Except for the deity gods who have lived with Pangu since Pangu’s founding the world, the other gods have a longevity. With the five hundred years as the boundary, the gods will begin to age after the five hundred years, and living to a thousand years is considered a long life.

If it were in the past, the lifespan of the gods should be calculated based on the time on earth. Now it has become a real five hundred years.

So fifty years are already one-tenth of a god's life span, and it is not short.

But Zhuque is the Lord of Lingguang, and like Bai Luo, they are both honorable gods who coexist with Pangu. After the Battle of Tianyuan, the four gods and the eleven gods of the Great Dipper were left in the row. Therefore, fifty years were not long for Zhuque.

It's just a good person who has disappeared for fifty years without any news. Even God is very strange.

Bai Luo murmured, "Is it here?"

Zong Ye walked out of the house and happened to see Bai Luo holding the Vermilion Bird feather in his hand. He was shocked: "No!"

Zong Ye reached out and wanted to grab the Vermilion Bird Feather from Bai Luo's hand. Bai Luo sat on the stone chair and didn't move. He raised his hand holding the Vermilion Bird Feather, and used only one finger to push Zong Ye's hand away.

Bai Luo's eyes are round, and the ends of her eyes are slightly raised. When she looks at people with her eyes slanted, it always makes people feel that her blue pupils contain the slight rain of apricot blossoms in her months.

Bai Luo saw Zong Ye being pushed away by herself, and she looked slightly angry. She said with a funny look: "Little bald donkey, are you afraid that I will be evil like that old guy?"

Zong Ye knew Bai Luo's ability, so he was incomparable to that old man Wei Su. But this Vermillion Bird feather was an evil thing that attracted evil spirits. Zong Ye really didn't want to forget Guichen Garden to become a small Wuxiang Temple and a Biluo Hall.

Bai Luo looked at Zong Ye with great interest: "Little bald donkey, if you can snatch it from my hand, I will return this bird feather to you."

Zong Ye didn't say much, and went forward and rushed towards Bai Luo. Bai Luo jumped away gently: "Little bald donkey, are you fighting me like this? Don't use any spiritual power?"

Bai Luo avoided Zong Ye and stretched out his hand and grabbed Zong Ye's wrist, gently swayed Zong Ye, and Zong Ye rushed towards the stone table.

Zong Ye was a young man after all, and he was so angry that he was teased. He fell on the stone table without caring about the pain, got up and rushed towards Bai Luo.

Bai Luo shook his head: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, you can't use any spiritual power, don't have any skills? Bai has grown a red spirit bead." Bai Luo turned gently, and the corner of her clothes brushed past the stone bench. Zong Ye was tripped by the stone bench and almost fell down.

Bai Luo raised his eyes and said with a smile: "Little bald donkey, I think your bones are good. Why don't you take me as your teacher? I will teach you martial arts and techniques?"

For some reason, when Zong Ye heard Bai Luo say this, his heart felt like he was scratched by a cat with his claws. He felt very uncomfortable. He sank his face and said, "No need."

"Ha. The little bald donkey is quite stubborn." Bai Luo smiled softly and threw the tea bowl on the stone table towards Zong Ye.

If someone else faced the tea bowl that had fallen to the face, he would have dodged it or threw it to the ground directly. However, Zong Ye was used to hard life, so he subconsciously reached out to catch it. In order to avoid the tea bowl falling, he didn't care about his feet and almost fell down holding it in his hands.

Bai Luo raised his fingers for a moment, and a gust of wind steadily supported Zong Ye.

Suddenly, Bai Luo smiled sly and withdrew the strength from his hands. Zong Ye made a "thump" sound and knelt down steadily at Bai Luo, holding a tea bowl in his hands.

Bai Luo leaned forward and took a sip of tea with Zong Ye's hand.

Zong Ye looked up and glared at Bai Luo, and a thin layer of redness appeared on his face.

Bai Luo looked at Zong Ye with a pair of blue eyes with a smile on his face: "I have drunk all the tea, and you will be my disciple in the future."

Zong Ye suddenly stood up, his face was red, his eyes were filled with anger, he put the tea bowl in his hand on the stone table and turned around and ran out of Feng Qingting.

Bai Luo laughed happily. It was much more fun to tease this little bald donkey than to tease Lu Yubao. Lu Yubao was too long-winded and always talked endlessly.

Zong Ye ran out of Feng Qingting and turned back soon.

Bai Luo looked at Zong Ye in surprise. Zong Ye pursed his lips, and the anger that had just been caused by Bai Luo's teasing had been cured. Zong Ye said calmly: "Thank you Miss Bai for your help."

He still calls himself a poor monk, but he doesn't mean to recognize Bai Luo as his master.

Bai Luo half lowered his eyes and looked at Chengbi Lake outside Feng Qing Pavilion waiting for him to say the next sentence.

"Miss Bai, Zong Ye has said goodbye."

Bai Luo turned around and looked at Zong Ye with his dark green pupils: "Where can you go? Do you still have to go back to Xiao Wuxiang Temple?"

Zong Ye was silent. In fact, he didn't know where he could go. He just vaguely felt that he should not stay with Bai Luo, nor was he qualified to stay with Bai Luo.

Bai Luo smiled faintly: "If you want to leave, just leave, but no matter where you go, you will always have some trouble. I will let Lu Yubao bring some for you later."

It turned out that Bai Luo did not want to keep him. A trace of indescribable emotion passed through Zong Ye's heart. He lowered his dark eyelids and hid all his emotions: "Thank you, Miss Bai."

Zong Ye turned around, suddenly paused again, turned around and said to Bai Luo, "That Vermillion Bird Feather will attract evil spirits."

Bai Luo smiled indifferently: "The evil spirit that can hurt me has not yet been born. What's more, I have always met the master of the Vermilion Bird Feather."

Zong Ye nodded and then slowly walked out of Feng Qingting.

Bai Luo did not go to see him and let him leave. Zong Ye was about to leave, so Lu Yubao would naturally prepare for him to mess with. She didn't have to worry about these things.

Besides, she has something else to worry about.
Chapter completed!