The villain boss is not easy to mess with

Chapter 281 Little Master (8)

At this time, Tang Qian completely forgot that she was a demon. Even if she wasn't hurt by the Buddha's light in the monastery, one of those decent people's magic weapon could hurt her.

With her current state, Tan Kong could be killed with a single slap.

She lay on the bed and gradually closed her eyes.

The two slept in separate beds for half a month, but Tang Qian still couldn't completely stabilize her form.

Therefore, sleeping together is impossible.

Tang Qian couldn't just wander around in the monastery anymore, what if he accidentally changed from a cat to a human and scared the other monks.

Tankong also thought of this, and he brought a few scriptures to Tang Qian, letting her read them when she was free, which would help her practice.

Her eyes lit up when she heard the word "cultivation".

She has a lot of unknowns about this world, but Tankong is different. He understands the cultivation methods of the Yaozu and how to help her, so in order to make himself stronger, he must obediently read books.

She has a good memory, and she can memorize it quickly after reading it once.

It's just that she hasn't come into contact with the Buddhist scriptures before, and she can understand most of them, but some parts are obscure, so she has to go to Tankong to explain.

She was sitting cross-legged on the futon in the house, the book was on her lap, and her silver hair was hanging loose. At this time, she bowed her body and looked out through the open window.

Tan Kong was sitting under a tree and meditating.

The fragrant Sophora japonica flowers fell on his clothes, the slightly opened sleeves, and on his head. The young man's eyes were closed, and he was unmoved by the flowers that swept across his eyelashes.

The red Buddha seal on the forehead is called more and more vivid at this time.

Tang Qian got up, went out with the scriptures, and said softly, "Little Master~"

Tan Kong opened his eyes, revealing dark and calm pupils, looking up at the agile girl: "What's wrong?"

"Some places I can't understand." Tang Qian sat down next to the boy without any scruples. She spread the book, flipped to the place in her memory, and asked, "Here."

At first, Tan Kong didn't feel strange, but answered patiently.

As a result, several times in a row, she was able to accurately turn to the place she didn't understand, and he felt a little surprised: "Benefactor, have you finished reading it? And which page did you remember?"

"Yeah." Tang Qian nodded.

Her blue eyes were still so bright, and when she looked over, there was an indescribable charm.

Tan Kong's pupils shrunk slightly, turned his head away, opened the distance between the two, and continued to explain.

I thought, if Kitty has such a root of wisdom, maybe this will really help her practice, and I will bring more scriptures later.

As a result, Tang Qian read more and more books and asked more and more questions.

As long as Tankong is there, she will lean over and let her explain.

Instead, the two had more contact.

Even so, when Tankong explained, he was full of Dharma, completely untouched by the beauty around him.

Tang Qian had already been psychologically prepared. The handsome monk is just a guy who doesn't understand style and wants nothing.

Another month passed.

Tang Qian can finally control herself to switch between human and cat forms.

After she turned into a cat, she ran around in the temple again. Everyone was familiar with the white figure and knew it was the pet of the little uncle, so she didn't stop her.

The tallest and oldest ancient tree growing in the monastery is at the southernmost side. She would go up to observe the surrounding scenery before, but she has not come here for some days.

Not long after climbing up, I saw a big gray cat standing outside the wall.

Tang Qian moved her little head, and the bell on her neck rang crisply.

It turned out to be an old friend.

(End of this chapter)