Rebirth of the Giants: The Return of the Devil's Daughter

Just when Ye Jinwu was about to leave, the inn proprietress seemed to see her suddenly and waved to her: "Miss Ye, come and sit down."

The proprietress did not wear the traditional clothes of the Bai people, but a long dress with bright colors, which is a unique printing and dyeing technique of the Bai people. of.

Ye Jinwu couldn't refuse.

She stayed in this hotel for a while, and the proprietress took good care of her, especially when she was ill before.

She subconsciously glanced at Si Yuanzhen, and found that he didn't look at her, but lowered his head and was carving the wooden hairpin in his hand. For some reason, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, moved her slightly numb legs, and slowly He slowly picked a corner not far from the proprietress and sat down, and began to silently recite the "Heart Sutra" in his heart.

"That's why there is no color in the air, no thoughts, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, colorless sound, fragrance, touch, vision, and even unconsciousness... There is no hindrance, no terror, far away from reversed dreams, and ultimate Nirvana... "

She kept reminding herself in her heart that what she sees, hears, and thinks in her heart at this time, all forms, feelings, thoughts, actions, and consciousness are nothing but the five aggregates are empty.

Ye Jinwu, who was reciting the Buddhist scriptures silently, did not notice that Si Yuanzhen raised her smile, showing a grateful smile to the proprietress, and the triumphant smile in her eyes when her eyes passed by her.

"I don't know what kind of woman you like?" Another woman asked unwillingly.

A pair of wonderful eyes flowed on Si Yuanzhen's body, and the color of obsession flashed in the eyes.

Handsome, rich, and infatuated men have always been the ones that all women crave.

At this time, although the man told everyone that he already had love in his heart, this did not stop the women from being obsessed with him, but made them even more crazy.

Si Yuanzhen's eyes fixed on the woman sitting in the corner, as if she was isolated from the world, thought for a while and said, "The woman who makes me fascinated."

Ye Jinwu felt the strong gaze of the man, and silently recited most of the "Heart Sutra", and was stifled like this. Unexpectedly, she thought of what the man said to her in the utility room that day, he said that he was for her Fascinated.

When she realized it, she realized that she had forgotten where she had read such a short "Heart Sutra", so she had to start from the beginning.

Another woman asked: "What kind of woman will make you fascinated?"

The woman looks charming, sitting on the armrest of the sofa beside Si Yuanzhen, her voice is extremely soft and sweet, with a hint of sweetness.

Si Yuanzhen just smiled and said nothing.

The movement of carving the wooden hairpin became more and more smooth and skillful, and the shape of a pear blossom gradually took shape on the head of the hairpin.

Unwilling to give up, the woman leaned closer to Si Yuanzhen, exhaling like blue: "How do you think I compare with the woman you like?"

She is quite confident about her looks and figure.

Ye Jinwu suddenly felt that she could not read the Buddhist scriptures that had always made her feel so peaceful, and felt that the scene in front of her was a bit boring.

However, Si Yuanzhen stretched out a hand to grab her throat the moment the woman approached, and smiled charmingly: "You? You are not worthy of her shoes." He naturally increased the strength of his hand, his thin lips Lightly lifted: "It's really dirty!"

After finishing speaking, she let go of the woman's throat, took out a blue handkerchief and wiped every finger carefully, then took out the lighter, and pressed it lightly, there was a soft "clang", and a cluster of blue flames suddenly burst into flames. Jumping out and landing on the blue handkerchief, the bright yellow flames lit up, reflecting on the man's face, which seemed evil but not evil, and seemed charming but not charming, like a satan.

Women are like pets to him.

When you have nothing to do, you can tease them at any time and make them laugh. It is also quite interesting to watch their pretentious, contrived, and coquettish ugliness, but they never like to let these pets get close.

However, there is one female exception.

He didn't want to tease her.

Just want to fuck her.

"Cough, cough, cough..." The woman who was thrown on the ground by him fell to the ground in embarrassment, clutching her throat and coughing uncontrollably, with her pupils constricted, the emotion of fear and horror was undoubtedly revealed.

The thick makeup on the faces of the women surrounding Si Yuanzhen couldn't stop the fear in their hearts, and the originally harmonious atmosphere became stagnant in an instant.

Si Yuanzhen was smiling, with white teeth all over her mouth, and the lines on the corners of her peach-blossom eyes were full of glamour: "Sorry, I don't like people getting close to me very much, it makes me uncontrollable, and I want to break his neck .”

With a butcher's knife in his hand, he doesn't believe in Buddha, he doesn't believe in people, he only believes in himself.

Anyone approaching made him unable to control the killing intent in his heart.

Except for a woman, for the first time in his life he had a desire to get closer.

In the dim meditation room of Lingji Temple, the air was filled with the sandalwood scent that made him drowsy and disgusted, and made him irritable and wanted to kill someone. When she was pure, clear, quiet and elegant, like the voice of the sky, It was like a gurgling spring, flowing sweat in his heart, washing his soul, and soothing her restless emotions, as if his murderous evil was transformed in such a voice.

What the old bald donkey Lingji said was right, the Buddha couldn't save him, but she could.

During this time, he realized this more clearly.

He will not resist the arrangement of fate, and he will get what he wants by whatever means.

His laughing words did not relieve the stagnant atmosphere in the field, but made the atmosphere more rigid.

The proprietress smiled and came out to smooth things over: "The joke is a little too big, enough is enough!"

The atmosphere instantly relaxed.

Ye Jinwu's eyes were filled with turbulent waves.

She couldn't imagine that the man who was smiling like a rosemary at Scarborough Fair in the last second could turn his back on him the next second, saying the most ruthless words in the world, and doing things that made people laugh. The horrible thing can be said with a smile in the next second.

Her reason could not agree with his behavior.

However, the heart is contradictory and unable to judge such behavior.

A woman walked away from Si Yuanzhen, swayed her round buttocks, walked to the high stool not far from the bar and sat down in a coquettish manner, with her legs crossed, her fair and slender legs, in front of her. There is a kind of dreamy beauty under the light.

The woman picked up the microphone and hummed a hoarse and depressing British ballad.

The woman's voice has a unique charm, very love songs, and sang full of emotions.

Ye Jinwu was fascinated by what she heard.

After the song ended, the woman shook the microphone in her hand and looked at Si Yuanzhen: "I think you need a love song now."

Si Yuanzhen did not refuse, looked at the microphone in the woman's hand for a while and said, "It seems so."