Quickly wear! Bind to the scumbag transformation system

Master Shen acted faster than he thought. When he came to his senses, he saw the monk at the corner of the bed with a long stream of blood from his nose and face, holding his chest with a look of pain.

"you……"

Shen Yutang wanted to ask him what he was doing, but suddenly his eyes glanced at the familiar bottle of ointment in his hand.

"Yun Qianhe's scar removal medicine, are you going to apply it to me?"

"if not?"

Yu Fan spoke in a bad tone, pushed Shen Yutang away and was about to get off the ground.

Master Shen hurriedly grabbed him and took out a towel to wipe his nosebleed, feeling a little guilty:

"Next time, don't come near me when I'm asleep."

He didn't know why, but he, who was always a light sleeper, slept soundly in front of this monk.

Yu Fan pressed the acupuncture point behind his ear bone, took the towel and pushed Shen Yutang's hand away: "Get out of here!"

This look made Shen Yutang unhappy:

"Monk, don't be ungrateful. There are so many people who wish that I would give them a look, but I am not..."

Yu Fan turned back suddenly, his eyes grim:

"One of your male favorites is still at the bottom of the cliff begging for mercy every day, waiting for you to let him come back. Go and appreciate him."

He is a monk who has become the male favorite of the leader. It would be fine if he was the leader's wife, but he also suffers domestic violence every day. Anyone who can stand it can come.

He finally understood that this person was unlucky for him, so the worst that could happen to him was that he would just have to eat vegetarian food for a few more years. There was no need to accumulate merit for this.

I have to leave now.

Since I met him, I have never seen this monk speak so harshly. Seeing him about to push the door and leave, Shen Yutang said grimly:

"Who dares to let you go down the mountain without my order?"

Yu Fan ignored him and put his hand on the door handle.

Master Shen suddenly panicked for no reason and did something that was not in line with his status. He ran over and grabbed Yu Fan's belt, looking up at him:

"Why don't you listen?"

Seeing that Yu Fan was unmoved, Great Master Shen side-glanced at him, his nose reddened and blood still lingering on his face, like a dusty Buddha statue, accusing the perpetrator of his crime.

Shen Yutang rarely softened his voice, and murmured with an accent: "I didn't mean to do that. Who told you to scare me?"

Fuck, here’s the trick.

Don't talk about martial arts!

Originally, Yu Fan's views on him were based on his appearance, but the beauty leader's hometown accent sounded like a spoiled child, which made him lose most of his temper. He was dizzy and was pulled to sit on the bed by her.

Shen Yutang dipped the towel in water and wiped Fan clean carefully.

Then she helped him pat the front of his clothes. Her slender fingers brought a scent of freshness from his bath, which smelled like a lotus covered with morning dew, pleasant and fragrant.

Yu Fan couldn't bear it anymore and used his hands to block his actions.

Shen Yutang blinked and thought that this monk was too petty. Fortunately, he was not a real male concubine, otherwise people might think who was the boss when they saw him.

He glanced at the green porcelain bottle next to him, took it and put it in Yu Fan's hand, then put his face closer.

Yu Fan glanced at him and looked forward: "Wipe it yourself"

Shen Yutang bit his lower lip with his pearly teeth, thinking that the monk was getting more excited, but for some reason, he found it quite interesting and was not angry at all.

He didn't say anything, just stubbornly stayed in that position without moving, as if he was competing with her.

After a while, Yu Fan sighed, gently moved Shen Yutang's face away, opened the medicine, took the clean end of the towel, dipped some medicine on it and applied it on him.

The ointment was cool and slightly fragrant, but Shen Yutang felt warmth on his cheeks.

"Is this medicine effective? Why do I feel a burning sensation after applying it?"

Yu Fan ignored him. There were a lot of things going on. It was obviously cold, and he could feel it.

Seeing that he ignored her, Shen Yutang started to make trouble again. She caught a glimpse of the handkerchief out of the corner of her eye and said, "Weren't you planning to use your hands to apply the medicine just now? Why did you change to a handkerchief?"

Fearing that he would continue to make noise, Yu Fan applied the medicine again and said gently, "My hands are just stained with blood. Aren't you a germaphobe?"

Shen Yutang couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth slightly when he heard that. Looking at Yu Fan concentrating on applying the medicine, he gradually became distracted.

"Okay, go back and rest early, benefactor."

Yu Fan stood up and packed his things.

Shen Yutang was stunned for a moment, then he slowly got down from the ground lazily: "You can move to my side hall, so that I don't have to run back and forth every day."

"No need, this place is fine." Yu Fan said, then turned around and sat on the chair, closing his eyes and meditating.

He could feel Shen Yutang's scrutinizing gaze on him, and only when the footsteps faded away did he open his eyes and breathe a sigh of relief.

003 is baffling:

"Host, don't you also complain that this place is far away and you have to stay up late every day waiting for him to recite the meditation mantra? And if you go there, you can influence him nearby!"

Yu Fan: "What do you know, little kid?"

He could hardly bear the look in Shen Yutang's eyes just now, not to mention that they lived so close to each other. If he really made a big mistake, given the leader's temperament, death would be a simple matter.

Amitabha, isn’t the colorful world outside attractive? Why would you want to provoke a queen of flowers?

But things did not always go as planned. The next morning, Master Shen ordered people to move Fan over.

This caused an uproar in the church again. Everyone said that this monk could do sorcery and was great in bed. He was just a fake monk and that shaving his head was just a hobby. The fact that he had not abstained from Buddhism was irrefutable proof.

So wherever Yu Fan went to the Blood Demon Cult, he was like a monkey performing on the street with a chain around his neck, and was stared at by everyone.

When Master Shen returned to the side hall, he saw a face as dark as coal. He endured it for a long time, and finally laughed out loud with joy:

"Hahahaha, who wants such a black-faced male lover?"

Yu Fan couldn't stand his smug look and really wanted to take action. He sat cross-legged on the chair, spinning the Buddhist beads in his hand rapidly and the swastika clanging in his mind. This Blood Demon Cult was indeed not a good place and he was about to become possessed.

Seeing that the monk's face was really ugly, Shen Yutang restrained himself a little.

He walked over and said in a graceful voice: "I haven't gained much in the study these days. I will take you out to play when we go down the mountain tomorrow."

Go out and play?

Yu Fan opened his eyes and stared at Shen Yutang coldly: "Please tell me the truth, benefactor."

Yu Fan is not stupid. The Blood Demon Cult has a wide range of businesses. The cult leader goes out early and comes back late every day. His life is not as easy as the believers in Huangjue Temple. Who would believe him if he said he was going out to play now?

Anyway, he didn't believe it. He had been fooled by this guy too many times recently.

Hearing Yu Fan say this, Shen Yutang curled his lips and said it was boring.

"Okay, to tell you the truth, the martial arts conference is about to begin, and I have to go to Yanhua Mountain."

Martial arts conference.

That would probably be quite interesting. If Yu Fan didn’t like crowds, he wouldn’t have run away from the temple in his previous life.

Seeing the monk's face turn from gloomy to bright, Shen Yutang's mood also brightened. He suddenly leaned over to look into Yu Fan's clear eyes and asked:

"It is said that monks do not tell lies. Monk, you seem to have not told me your name yet. What is your name?"