Guard The Scripture Pavilion For A Hundred Years, Invest In The Son Of The Plane!

Su Han opened his eyes, subconsciously trying to sit up.

But I found that I can't seem to move!

No matter how he struggled, his whole body seemed to be tightly bound by a pitch-black hell chain, and he couldn't even mobilize his spiritual energy.

His pupils narrowed sharply, and he could only hear footsteps getting closer.

With every sound of footsteps, the blood in Su Han's whole body will vibrate once.

"This is the domain?!"

Su Han was shocked in his heart.

He heard that this kind of "domain" can only be comprehended by those who are above the innate realm.

A few days ago, he saw the term "Yu" from an ancient book, but he didn't expect that he could experience it for himself now.

As the footsteps approached, the hairs on Su Han's body stood on end. This was the first time he felt that death was so close to him!

He also deeply felt this "powerlessness"!

Under absolute strength, any hole card is just a joke!

He felt that "that person" had stopped not far from him.

The sound of footsteps also stopped abruptly, and Su Han felt the sense of confinement in his body disappear, he swallowed a breath, and his scalp felt a little numb.

Gritting his teeth for the last time, he sat up and looked towards the shadow ahead.

Then I found a very short black figure standing in the shadow.

Looking at the black shadow, Su Han could only feel that his Qi and blood were flowing backwards uncontrollably, and a few drops of fine cold sweat appeared on his forehead unconsciously.

Su Han wasn't afraid, but a sense of vigilance born of instinct under this weird "domain".

Quiet, extremely quiet.

It was so quiet that Su Han could only hear his own breathing.

Even the sound of the outside door disappeared, Su Han knew that he was deeply trapped in the "domain", and was already a fish on the chopping board.

After a few breaths, the black shadow slowly walked out of the shadows.

With the help of the moonlight, Su Han could clearly see the "appearance" of the black shadow.

After seeing it clearly, Su Han opened his mouth slightly, a little astonished.

He has imagined many possibilities, it may be a Cthulhu monster with three heads and six arms, it may be a blind grandfather with missing arms and legs, or it may be a lonely ghost who died of injustice!

But I never thought it would look like this!

Petite, about 1.55 meters tall, the clothes Su Han is wearing are hard to describe in words. After thinking for a long time, he finally remembered an anime character from his previous life, Tokisaki Kurumi.

He is tied with two lamb whips, his face is as delicate as a seal carved by nature, his eyelashes are very long, and under the faint moonlight, he can clearly see two eyes with pupils of different colors, his eyes are very indifferent, but this kind of direct Indifference, in Su Han's opinion, is actually a little cute.

Just like that, the two looked at each other for a few breaths.

Perhaps seeing the other party's petite and cute appearance, more than half of Su Han's sense of fear disappeared.

The opponent is strong, but it is true not to be afraid.

The girl looked at it for a while, her brows relaxed, and in the next second, Su Han only felt that the sense of confinement around him disappeared, and the domain also disappeared.

The two continued to look at each other without speaking.

Finally, Su Han couldn't bear it anymore, and said with a half smile, "Hello."

The words fell.

The girl didn't answer, she walked straight to Su Han's wicker chair, and then lay down.

After a while, there was a gentle breathing sound.

Fell asleep? ? ?

The question mark on Su Han's head, at this moment, he is a little confused, who is this little girl?

A strong man above the innate realm, who has been in this Sutra Pavilion for so long, has no one found out?

But it's normal to think about it carefully. The head of Huan Yunzong with the highest cultivation level is only in the Xiantian realm. This strong man who has even comprehended the "domain" doesn't want people to find out, and no one can find out.

Su Han looked at the girl, ready to read her message with his heavenly eyes.

But think about it, forget it.

After all, now I am not familiar with this strange girl at all, and I don't even know whether it is an enemy or a friend, so it is better not to act rashly, and observe for a while.

She occupied her own rattan chair, and Su Han had nowhere to sleep. The rattan chair had accompanied Su Han for a hundred years, and he could only sleep on it.

That's all.

Immediately, Su Han took another stool, sat in front of the counter, and began to read.

There are a lot of ancient books in this Sutra Pavilion, and they are also very precious. He will read them whenever he has nothing to do, and he has learned a lot of things that he has never known before, including "domain", which are all seen in ancient books.

Before I knew it, it was dawn.

Su Han opened the door of the Sutra Pavilion. The Huanyun School is worthy of being a place of great masters, and there is never a shortage of scroll kings.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw more than a dozen disciples, already ready to move.

As soon as Su Han opened the door, he rushed into the Buddhist scriptures pavilion. It was like a grandma and uncle scrambling for food in a supermarket on weekends.

These disciples are too self-conscious, so self-conscious that it makes Su Han feel bad.

Paying, transcribing, and returning the whole process, without making any other noises or making unnecessary movements, Su Han, the elder in charge, has the daily task of opening, closing, opening, and closing the door again.

At this time, the girl lying on the wicker chair woke up and found that she was covered with a piece of clothing.

"You're awake."

Su Han asked without looking back while reading the book.

"Um?"

Feeling that there was no answer, Su Han turned his head and found that the person had disappeared, not even a trace of breath remained.

Su Han also continued to read his own book and do his own thing. After all, as long as the girl in the red skirt has no ill intentions towards him and doesn't affect him, it's fine.

..

Before you know it, a busy day of life is over, call it a day!

After dark.

Just after Su Han was lying on the rattan wooden chair and preparing to sleep beautifully, he found that a spiritual energy lifted him up and hung him in the air.

When he looked down, he didn't know when, the girl in the red dress fell asleep on his rattan chair again.

Seeing this, Su Han was not angry at all, and continued to read his book. After all, he was a monk at the Spirit Sea Realm, so he didn't need to sleep anymore.

Sleeping is just for Su Han to pass the time.

....

But for the next few days.

It's always like this. At night, they come out to occupy Su Han's "bed", and then they don't do anything or talk, just lie down and start sleeping, and leave at dawn.

Very regular, so regular that Su Han couldn't bear it!

At least, you have to tell who you are and what you are going to do, right?

You, a supremely strong person above the innate realm, can't have evil intentions to occupy other people's beds every day, right?

But because the opponent's strength is too strong, let's bear with it first!

Finally, that night, Su Han couldn't take it anymore.

Walking up to the rattan chair, he asked directly, "What are you going to do?"

Perhaps it was too quiet, Su Han's voice was constantly echoing in the hall of the Sutra Pavilion.

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