A more leaky voice rang out again.

Xue Yan knelt in front of the Buddha, bored, and simply began to memorize the military book he had read. The military book is full of killing methods, and the blood is extremely bloody. Facing the Buddha who sympathizes with all living beings, Xue Yan is not at all shy, and he recites words in his heart.

At this moment, he heard a small novice vaguely behind him, saying a Buddha name.

"Amitabha, the donor came late at night, I don't know why?" Xue Yan heard the little novice ask.

Xue Yan knew that this would definitely not be someone from Dongchang. Dongchang's fans come and go without a trace, and they pay special attention to hiding their traces, so as not to be easily spotted by a young monk.

Then, he heard a clear, cool and soft voice like snow in a mountain stream.

“It’s hard to sleep at night, come and worship Buddha.” He said. "The little master doesn't have to take care of me, just go and rest."

Jun Huailang?

…what else is he here for?

Jun Huailang looked at the back of him leaving, heaved a sigh of relief, and looked down at the cape that he was awkwardly holding in his arms.

Under the cloak, a food box was lamely blocked.

When the little novice walked away, Jun Huailang turned back and looked into the Buddhist hall.

In the tall and empty Buddhist hall, Xue Yan was kneeling, with a straight back, surrounded by huge Buddhas, making him look a little small.

Jun Huailang stepped over the threshold and walked in.

He stopped beside Xue Yan and lowered his head to look at him. It was also at this moment that Xue Yan raised his head, and the warm yellow light reflected in his eyes.

"I'll give you something." Jun Huailang said, handing the cloak in front of Xue Yan.

Xue Yan didn't answer, but moved his eyes to the food box in his hand.

Jun Huailang cleared her throat a little embarrassedly, and said, "These... are sent by my aunt. She asked me to tell you that she wronged you today, and she is very sorry."

"All?" Xue Yan asked.

Jun Huailang has never been very good at lying. He staggered his eyes and said vaguely, "Some are."

To tell the other person face to face that he specially packed the supper that he gave him in the middle of the night, Jun Huailang can't say it.

I heard Xue Yan laugh in a low voice.

"Are you stupid?" he said.

"What?" Jun Huailang was taken aback.

Then, he saw Xue Yan raised his head calmly, looked at the big Buddha in front of him, and said calmly: "At that time, it was clear that I lost your younger sister, why didn't you accuse me, but wanted to help I?"

Jun Huailang was speechless when he heard the words, not knowing how to answer him.

Because he couldn't tell.

He loves his sister, and doesn't want her to suffer a little grievance, let alone let her get involved with Xue Yan; but at the same time, he is very clear in his heart that the current Xue Yan is still Innocent and wronged.

So, he did that, and because of this, he saw the truth that he missed in his previous life.

There should not have been discord between his sister and Xue Yan. The reason for everything was just the teasing and jokes of the second prince and others.

He looked down at Xue Yan. After thinking about this, he calmed down in his heart, and even the hatred that the book in his previous life brought him has faded a lot.

Jun Huailang also rested his thoughts.

Thinking like this, Jun Huailang seemed to confirm something with Xue Yan at the end, and said, "Because you said that you will be Ling Huan's brother in the future. Since you have made a promise, I don't believe it. You'll break the contract."

Speaking, he bent over and put the food box on the ground, shook off the cloak, and put it on Xue Yan.

After a while, Xue Yan's numbness slowly returned to the cage.

He hummed lowly but clearly.

"In the future, I will not be so careless again." He said word by word.

His voice was not loud, but Jun Huailang could hear the determination and commitment inside. With a smile on his face, he lifted the hem of his robe with one hand and knelt down on the futon beside Xue Yan.

"I heard Ling Huan say, are you going to get a lamp for her?" Jun Huailang asked as he opened the food box in front of him naturally. "What kind of light?"

This is not what Jun Linghuan told him, but what he dreamed of. In the dream, he also vaguely remembered that the lamp was very beautiful, so he couldn't help but go up and take it off, wanting to give it to his sister.

He wondered what kind of lamp it was.

Xue Yan was a meal.

What is good or bad, he can't remember, and never pay attention. He only remembered that when Jun Linghuan looked at the lamp, those eyes looked especially like Jun Huailang.

He glanced at Jun Huailang and said nothing.

"Huh?" Jun Huailang met his light-colored eyes, not knowing.

Then, he saw Xue Yan turned his eyes lightly and said, "Forget it."

…How long has it been, so forget it?

Jun Huailang was a little surprised. Then, when he saw Xue Yan kneeling in front of the Buddha, he stretched out his hand quite naturally, took out a cake from the food box, and took a bite.

Jun Huailang's two worlds added up, and Xue Yan never smiled. Although the man's appearance was amazing, he was born cold and fierce. Unexpectedly, even though his face was still cold at this time, the ice in his eyes melted and suddenly lit up, which made people's heart skip a beat.

Jun Huailang hurriedly turned his eyes away in conditioned reflex, and when he looked up, he met the compassionate eyes of the Buddha statue under the candlelight.

Buddhist pure land, but the most taboo meat and fishy! Fuyi didn't pay attention when preparing, there were several plates of meat dishes in the food box, and the dim sum in Xue Yan's hand was also stuffed with beef and chicken.

His mind was too heavy today, he was occupied by too many things, how could he forget this!

Jun Huailang hurriedly opened the food box, packed up several plates of meaty food on the first floor, and hid it at the bottom of the food box.

Xue Yan watched interestingly. This young boy, who was as cold as a little fairy, was rarely at a loss. At first glance, he was used to being served on weekdays, and he was not involved in daily chores. At this time, when he packed up, he was rarely at a loss, and he looked quite cute.

Xue Yan's lips curled up.

After finishing packing, Jun Huailang did not forget to lean over and bow to the Buddha statue. He has no religious beliefs, but he has always held respect and knows that in the realm of Buddhism, one should abide by their rules and not defile the pure land of people.

"The disciple is careless for a while and makes a mistake, please forgive me."

Xue Yan laughed softly beside him: "You still believe him?"

"There is nothing to hide." Xue Yan hooked his lips, glanced at the Buddha casually, and said. "It was me who ate meat in front of him, and I ate a bite. If he wants to punish, he will punish me."

He said this lightly, and even brought a bit of jokes to the Buddha in front of him.

Jun Huailang said in a low voice, "Be careful."

Xue Yan smiled.

"It was originally, don't be afraid of him," he said. "If he really opened his eyes, he should have taken me away. I have killed so many people and caused so many injustices, which is far more sinful than eating meat in front of him."

Jun Huailang felt a little stuck in her heart.

He only believes that people who suffer in life will pin their hopes on Gods and Buddhas, but never thought that if they suffer to a certain point, they will not even believe in Gods and Buddhas.

It is a numbness that has long since given up hope.

Jun Huailang couldn't help but said sternly: "How can people who kill on the battlefield be compared here? Besides, what wrongs have you provoked? Don't be called a few times for nothing. Xing, just put such a hat on yourself."

Xue Yan's eyes deepened a little, and at the same time there was a little funny in his heart.

Don't you know what to fear?

He heard Jun Huailang continue: "As long as you don't kill innocent people indiscriminately in the future, the gods and Buddhas will not punish you."

Xue Yan couldn't help but glance at Jun Huailang.

Why, such a daring person, teach himself to be afraid of the clay sculpture of gods and Buddhas?

Although Jun Huailang said this, he just wanted to make Xue Yan feel a little bit of awe, and don't speak madly in the Buddhist world in the future. But when he met Xue Yan's straightforward gaze, he was still a little embarrassed, and his eyes were slightly staggered.

Then, he heard Xue Yan ask: "Who are you trying to control me for when you say this?"

Jun Huailang thought rather speechlessly, of course. After all, among the innocents you will kill indiscriminately in the future, there will be my whole family.

"That's it." Jun Huailang said.

Xue Yan hooked her lips indistinctly.

He didn't expect that the wild wolf, who was used to freedom, heard that someone was going to put a bridle around his neck. The urge to wag the tail.

He didn't show it on his face, and said lightly: "If that's the case, then you have to watch me."

He raised his eyes and glanced at the Buddha statue again.

Since he asks me to trust you, it's okay to give you face.