Yang Fan carried the struggling Tin Aino and went around a small bridge and a stream to a secluded place. He put her down first and then picked his ears. Only then did he feel that his hearing had returned to normal. Tin Aino's face was flushed with anger. Seeing his actions, she thought that he was deliberately acting in front of her, so she became even angrier. She opened her eyes wide and glared at him angrily.
Yang Fan looked at Tin Aino's sharp chin and big eyes and said softly, "Ah Nu, you've lost weight."
Tin Aino's eyes became misty for a moment because of his gentleness, but quickly recovered her angry expression. She snorted and said, "This poor nun is now a monk. Her Buddhist name is Jinglian. Benefactor, please don't call this poor nun by her secular name. "
Yang Fan smiled indifferently and said, "I have checked all the spies in the temple, but your name is not among them. Ah Nu, it is not so easy to become a monk. You can't become a monk just by wearing a monk's robe and shaving your hair. You … "
Yang Fan's voice suddenly became sad. He reached out and touched Tin Aino's monk's hat. He said softly, "Has your hair been shaved? Ah Nu, how can you bear to have such beautiful long hair? Why do you … "
Tin Aino slapped his hand away and said angrily, "What does it have to do with you whether I shave my hair or not? What does it have to do with you whether I become a monk or not? What are you doing here? "
Yang Fan said confidently, "How is it not my business? If you returned to Mount Hua and returned to Young Master Jiang's side, then … it has nothing to do with me. But since you came to Luoyang to find me and became a monk for me, then it has to do with me! "
Tin Aino's face turned red like a hen laying eggs for the first time. She clucked and said, "Who said I came to Luoyang to find you? Who said I became a monk for you? Don't think too highly of yourself! "
Yang Fan said, "Then … when I was locked up in the Council, why did you save me? Why did you leave after knowing that I was safe? "
Tin Aino stammered, "I … I … I saved you out of affection for an old friend! Now that you're safe, of course I have to leave! "
Yang Fan looked at her deeply and said softly, "What is the feeling of an old friend?"
Tin Aino turned around and avoided his gaze. He said coldly, "The affection of an old friend is the affection of an old friend. What else could it be?"
Yang Fan gently walked to her back. Tin Aino's back immediately straightened. However, Yang Fan did not touch her. He only looked at the sliver of skin on her nylon cap. He softly said: "Your hair is originally black and shiny. No matter if you tie it up, let it down, or hide it like a man, it is still very beautiful. Of course, now that it's been shaved off … it's still very beautiful. "
Tin Aino was originally filled with hatred and sorrow. But after hearing his words, she did not know whether to laugh or cry. She tightened her lips and did not speak.
Yang Fan continued, "You have a beautiful figure. No matter if you wear women's clothing, men's clothing or night clothes, you are still very beautiful. Of course … you are wearing a monk's robe. Although the monk's robe is dusty, it still looks good on you. Even if you don't wear it, you still look good. "
"You … you …"
Tin Aino was so angry that she did not know what to say. She turned around and said angrily, "You scoundrel, what nonsense are you talking about!"
Yang Fan innocently said, "Am I talking nonsense? What nonsense am I talking about? "
"You …"
Tin Aino flicked her sleeve. She turned around angrily and said, "Are you done? If you are, please leave!"
"Not yet …"
Yang Fan rubbed his nose and said, "Ah Nu, I know you like to eat delicious food. Now you only eat vegetables and tofu every day. There's not much oil in it. Are you used to it?"
Tin Aino coldly said, "Vegetarian food is not as bad as you think. When it's done, it's more fragrant than vegetables. All the masters in the monastery love to eat the dishes cooked by this poor nun. "
Yang Fan said, "Even so, you are thin. When you are thin, you are not as beautiful as before."
Tin Aino said, "This poor nun is a monk. My body is just a bag of skin. What's the big deal if I look good or not?"
Yang Fan said, "The bag of skin is just a saying. A monk cherishes the moth and gauze lamp. How can you not cherish your own body? You always like to wear soft and close-fitting clothes. Now you are wearing coarse clothes. It must not be comfortable, right? "
Tin Aino did not say anything. Yang Fan waited for a while. He quietly turned his head to take a look. He saw Tin Aino was facing a pool of water. Tears were dripping down her cheeks.
Yang Fan was distressed. "Alright, alright, alright," she hastily said, "I … I just wanted to make you happy. I wanted to make you laugh. Then you won't be angry with me. Don't cry. I won't say anything. "
Tin Aino wiped her tears. Choking with sobs, she said, "Do you know what happened after I returned to Mount Hua?"
"What happened?" Yang Fan quickly asked.
Tin Aino sobbed, "I narrowly escaped death. I recuperated for more than half a month. My leg has not recovered yet. I came to find you. My heart was filled with joy …"
As she said this, her tears fell like a broken string of pearls, trickling down her cheeks.
"What actually happened?" Yang Fan asked in shock. With your martial arts, who injured you? "
Tin Aino ignored him and continued to speak, "I came with a heart full of joy, but who knew that when I arrived at Luoyang, I would only see you and your wife in love, spending the rest of your days in vain. I almost died on Mount Hua, but that was only the pain on my body. Yang Fan, this stab of yours has hurt me deeply. I stood opposite your house and watched you two walking together, talking and laughing. My heart hurt so much that … I couldn't breathe … "
Yang Fan said softly, "Ah Nu, that is the Emperor's decree!"
Tin Aino glared at him with teary eyes and said coldly, "Excuses! It's just the Emperor's decree. Don't you love her? "
After a brief silence, Yang Fan slowly replied, "When I married her, I didn't love her!"
Tin Aino immediately asked sensitively, "So you're in love now?"
Tears streamed down her cheeks again. "Congratulations! This poor nun has converted to Buddhism. Please leave now and don't come back again. Don't disturb this poor nun's practice! "
Yang Fan became irritated and said, "Practice my ass! If I don't agree, which temple in the world will dare to take you in? "
"Why?"
"Because my master is the highest monk in the world. He governs all the monks and nuns in the world. I have already asked for a decree from him to be a Buddhist protector and a monk of White Horse Temple. Do you think I have this authority? Will the abbot of the nunnery give me this face? "
Tin Aino was angry again. She flicked her sleeves and said, "Are you threatening me? Then I'll leave. The world is so big, where can't I go? "
Yang Fan said, "You can't go anywhere! If you dare to leave, I will take the charge of sheltering an unknown person and revoke the qualification of this nunnery to build a temple and teach disciples. You have always been clear about kindness and hatred. Do you have the heart to let these old nuns who kindly took you in practice Buddhism for the rest of their lives? Do you dare to take them in? "
"You …"
Tin Aino said angrily, "Fine! I won't leave! If no temple dares to take me in, I will build my own grass nunnery in the forest. If no one dares to take me in, I will do it myself. If no one dares to take me in, Buddha will. As a monk, you can't even control Buddha, can you? "
"Of course I can't control …"
Yang Fan smiled and said, "But Buddha won't take you in."
Tin Aino laughed coldly and said, "How do you know? Don't tell me you are so powerful that you can even recognize Buddha? "
Yang Fan shook his head and said gently but firmly, "I don't. But … Buddhism doesn't take those who are impure. I … am your mortal karma! How can you become Buddha if your six senses are impure? "
…
While Yang Fan and Tin Aino were talking in the Tranquil Nunnery, a carriage slowly entered Luoyang from Houzai Gate.
The carriage was very big and looked ordinary. It had two wheels and a horse. This was a long-distance carriage that was suitable for all kinds of roads.
The driver of the carriage was a middle-aged man in his thirties. His appearance was very ordinary. If he was thrown into a group of people and you looked at him three times, the person you would notice would still not be him.
It looked like he had a good temper. Although he had a whip in his hand and there was only a horse with dust on its fur in front of him, and the passersby had nothing to do with him, he always had a faint smile on his face. He smiled when he looked at the sky, he smiled when he looked at the water, he smiled when he saw people, and he smiled when he saw horses.
This smiling ordinary person was called Situ Liang.
The first time he appeared was in the market of Ming Wei Garrison. That time, he brought Tin Aino away.
The second time he appeared was in the Pine Pavilion at the peak of Mount Hua. That time, he saw Tin Aino jump off the cliff.
This was the third time he appeared.
Sitting next to him was an old man dressed in green. His waist was slightly bent, and his face was full of wrinkles like pine bark. He leaned against the carriage and sat lazily, but he was also like an old pine tree that was exploring the clouds. He had an invisible aura that made people not dare to look down on him. This white-haired old man was Lu Boyan.
Although Lu Boyan's aura was like an old pine tree that was filled with a vigorous aura, his face was a bit too pale. Wherever the carriage passed, there was a faint smell of incense, so the passersby on the road couldn't smell the faint smell of medicine on his body. That was the highest quality Gold Sore Medicine.
The number one expert under Young Master Jiang who could take Tin Aino's life in seven moves was actually injured, and it seemed like the injury wasn't light either!
"It's better if you stay in the noble princess' palace. Right now, that place doesn't attract much attention."
A clear voice suddenly came from inside the carriage. Situ Liang responded and whipped the horse, causing the carriage to move even faster.
Inside the seemingly ordinary carriage, the decorations were abnormally gorgeous. This was an extremely clean and refreshing type of gorgeous. The floor was covered with a snow white Persian carpet that was spotless. The four compartments were decorated with plum blossoms, orchids, bamboo, and chrysanthemums. There was also a large and comfortable bed with a few cushions.
Young Master Jiang was still wearing a snow white robe as he leaned on the bed. He lazily threw a black chess piece onto the chessboard, and after giving an order to the people outside, he pressed on the side of the bed. A drawer silently slid out, and inside were five silver cups arranged in the shape of plum blossoms, as well as a few silver wine bottles.
Young Master Jiang obviously didn't lack people to serve him, but in his eyes, there was almost nothing in this world that was clean, especially women. He had brought Tin Aino by his side since he was young, so he didn't have much resistance in this area, so Tin Aino became the only woman by his side that he could accept.
Now that Tin Aino was "dead", as long as he was willing, no matter how pure and beautiful a girl was, he could do whatever he wanted. But right now, he would rather do some things himself than have a woman serve him by his side. He thought it was dirty.
Young Master Jiang poured a cup of wine and took a sip. His eyes slightly narrowed.
He lost. In the battle with Shen Mu, he lost very miserably.
The result of his loss was that he came to Luoyang and gave up his foundation in Chang 'an to Shen Mu. He wanted to make a comeback, he wanted to completely defeat Shen Mu. His only hope was here!
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