The monster is so cute

Chapter 1 [First sight]

The sky had just turned pale, and the Acacia Gate was still shrouded in clouds and mist.

Boom boom boom boom!A seven or eight-year-old child, Tong, rushed into an attic, stomping on the wooden floor, holding in his arms a handful of dewy peach blossoms that had just been folded off.

His name is Xiaosan, Jiang Xiaosan, and he is a child adopted by Jiang Louyue, the head of Xiangsimen.

After going up two floors, Xiao San stopped suddenly and stood in front of a carved door. Because she was running too fast, she almost fell face down, and a lot of peach blossoms fell from the bumps.

Still panting, regardless of whether the people in the room were awake or asleep, he pushed open the door directly, "Brother Lou Yue..." He choked on the words just blurted out, he looked blankly at the empty bed in front of him, went up I touched it before, and it was cold.

"Where's Brother Lou Yue?" Xiaosan murmured and looked around. There was a piece of paper lying quietly on the table. The ink on the paper was dry. It seemed that it had been written for a long time. There were only seven words "Happy Birthday" on the paper. , signed "Jianglouyue"

That's right, the room in front of me is exactly where Jiang Louyue, the master of the Acacia Gate, lives. Today is March [-]th in early spring, which is Jiang Louyue's [-]th adulthood day, and it is also Jiang Xiaosan's eighth birthday. Xiao San got up so early, of course, to be the first to give a coming-of-age gift to her brother who had the same birthday as her.

But where did Jiangmen Lord go? , Of course only he knows this.

Jiangnan in early spring, willows are growing, peach blossoms are red, tender red and soft green, clear water and sky, the scenery is extremely pleasant.

The Acacia Gate is built on the mountain. There is a temple on the mountain called "Jinguang Temple", which has a history of hundreds of years, and the Acacia Gate has only risen here for 11 years. More than 100 monks in the temple have become happy neighbors, and Jiang Louyue has also become friends with the old abbot of Jinguang Temple. Of course, the monks of Jinguang Temple don't think so...

In the morning mist, the steps from the foot of the mountain to the top of the Jinguang Temple are like a winding dragon, straight up to the depths of the sky.

Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking up, you can see that there is a little cyan working hard to approach the Jinguang Temple.

Looking around, the green hills are faint and the water is misty.It was a man in a green shirt, that man, wearing a green shirt, with three thousand black silk flying.A pair of clear ice-blue pupils, presumably one of his parents must be from Xixia, those eyes seemed to have magical powers, accidentally bumped into them, as if their souls had been hooked away.Her appearance is impeccable, and there is a touch of satisfaction between her brows and eyes.

Up and down the mountain, this face has almost become a sign, a sign of danger, yes, this is Jiang Louyue, the head of the Acacia Sect who escaped from the house early in the morning.

Thinking that today is a good day, Jiang Louyue took a jar of agarwood wine to the abbot Wuchen of Jinguang Temple to get drunk and relieve his worries.

Chenxiang wine is the most famous wine of Chenxianglou, a restaurant under Xiangsimen.

Glancing at the Jinguang Temple far away on the top of the mountain, Jiang Xiaoyao suddenly feels that the road ahead is long, what year and month will it take, this group of monks are a bit cruel, the Buddhist temple is originally a place to save all living beings and pray for the people of the world. It should be placed on the top of the mountain on the flat ground. Even if you don't think about yourself, you should also think about the pilgrims who worship Buddha!What does it look like if someone comes to burn incense and worship Buddha and toss his legs!

Jiang Xiaoyao, who has no martial arts and can't do light work, greeted all the monks in Jinguang Temple in his heart, and then moved forward slowly again.

Jinguang Temple Buddhist Hall——

"Ah Choo!" Abbot Wuchen, who was chanting sutras in the Buddha Hall, sneezed loudly.I muttered in my heart, this is a bad omen, I was busy thinking about Amitabha Buddha in my heart, the benefactor surnamed Jiang will not come to visit again today, but as the saying goes: only women and villains are hard to raise in the world.And Jiang Louyue may also be considered a villain to some extent.

"Abbot, what's the matter with you? Are you in poor health?" A low and magnetic voice asked with concern. The owner of the voice was kneeling on the futon next to Abbot Wuchen. There is a black sword on which the light fluctuates, as if it is spiritual.

Abbot Wuchen pinched the Buddhist beads in his hand, and saluted: "Thank you, Donor Mo, for your concern. This old man has an old problem, so it's fine."

Mo Tianya nodded, "The sky is cold and the air is humid, elders should take care of themselves."

Thank you very politely.

Mo Tianya asked the previous question again: "Then according to the elder, how should I solve this knot in my heart?"

Next to Wuchen was a young novice in green clothes. He knelt in front of the Buddha statue, closed his eyes, and knocked on the lacquered wooden fish. The sound of the wooden fish was ethereal and far away. I would like to advise you, when is the time for revenge.”

As if he had expected Wu Chen to answer like this, Mo Tianya immediately blurted out: "Does my Mo family deserve to perish, and deserve to be brutally massacred by the Manchus in the Soul Locking Prison?!"

"Everything has a cause, and there must be an effect. Since you didn't plant the cause, how did you end up with this result?!" This sentence was not said by Wu Chen, but by the little monk in Tsing Yi.

Abbot Wuchen sighed, shook his head regretfully, and was about to say something when his mouth froze on his face, because——

A tiny object fell from the sky with a gust of wind, ahem, the so-called falling from the sky means that it smashed through the roof and landed directly on Fangzhang Wuchen years ago.

It was a jar of wine, which landed there firmly. Not only was the jar not broken, but there was not even a tiny crack on the jar. Abbot Wuchen could guess who it was with his reflective bald head. With such a solid wine jar, besides the Acacia Sect, who else is so prodigal that even the wine jars are made of purple gold!

Sure enough, someone's teasing words from Chi Guoguo floated on the roof, "Oh, Elder Wuchen, why didn't you pick it up? It's agarwood, it's expensive! But don't worry about it, I have a lot of it in my house!"

That's right, it was Jiang Xiaoyao who came, and Jiang Louyue, who was still wandering on the road just now, was sitting on the back of a huge white eagle. Although he didn't know martial arts and couldn't fly up by himself, he had a faster way The eagle, that is the eagle he has cultivated for nearly ten years.

Abbot Wuchen's heart was filled with ashes, and as expected, he guessed again that this harmful evildoer is really like a scourge, and it can't be stopped... Alas, I have pity on his little Jinshan Temple, who was messed up by Jiang Louyue turned upside down...

Mo Tianya's eyes fell on the man sitting cross-legged on the back of the huge white eagle, he was stunned for a moment, this man is so beautiful.

Jiang Louyue slid down the eagle's feathers, patted its body to signal it to go back, the eagle shook its wings, and flew back and forth.

"Elder Wuchen, Jiang Louyue, I'm here to visit you again, so you don't have to get too excited, after all, you're an old man, it's better to take it easy." Jiang Louyue walked into the Buddhist hall slowly, smiling like a human being. Damn, the fox turned his eyes away, his eyes fell on Mo Tianya, and he asked with a smile, "Eh? Who is this?"

Abbot Wuchen pinched the Buddhist beads nervously, and chanted Namo Amitabha in his heart, "This is Mo Tianya Mo Donor, I came to Jinshan Temple today to burn incense, but I missed the time."

"Touxiang?" Jiang Louyue tilted her head and smiled slyly, "Speaking of which, I burn the first incense every year, but I take it away after burning it."

Elder Wuchen suddenly had an old face.

Chapter 2沉香[本章字数：1856最新更新时间：2014-02-1123:46:13.0]