Poor Monk

The sea is hot and the tide rises under the scorching sun.

And he is like a boat, swaying in the tide.

Before the consciousness completely disappeared, Shen Du still couldn't see clearly the monk's dark eyes in the shadows.To him, this monk can't speak, like a book without words.

Can't see through.

Can't read.

The colic in the internal organs gradually weakened when he was unconscious and asleep, as if driven, neutralized, and defeated by some force...

There was a surge of warmth in the pulse.

Soon all his damaged meridians were moistened by this warm current, and even the evil spirit that had been lingering in his body for a long time was diluted a lot.

The whole person seems to be bathed in the light of Buddha.

Peaceful, neutral.

Protecting his heart is a kind of masculinity and masculinity that does not belong to him at all, but it is not violent at all, but has a bit of stability and gentleness.

This sleep, no nightmares.

Shen Du dreamed that he walked into a paradise, where there was no sound of insects or birds, it was quiet and quiet, but what was planted was not peach blossoms, but a tree of Samuel.

The remaining snow will disappear, and the plum petals will gradually fall.

The warm sunlight fell, and every piece of snow and every petal of plum seemed to be shining under the blue sky.

He walked lightly from one side of the Merlin to the other, and the breeze brought up, rolled up the falling plum petals along the road, and let them slip away quietly with the wind.

There seemed to be a person standing under the largest plum tree in front of him.

All in white, just like this plum snow.

In the dream, he stopped and seemed to shout.

So the man turned around.

Shen Du didn't know why, but subconsciously felt that this face must be blurred when turned around, but when the other side turned around, he could see the familiar eyebrows clearly...

"Monk..."

In a daze, he yelled.

I woke up immediately.

The clear skylight shone in from the half-opened window, dispelling the darkness in his eyes, making those eyes as clear as clear water and glass.

Still a bamboo house.

It's just that the incense should have just been burned.

Even with the breeze blowing away, the room is still filled with the scent of white sandalwood, which is stronger than before, and just a slight smell can calm people's mind.

One should be furnished as before.

Outside the window is the verdant bamboo forest, and the swaying and tall shadow can be roughly seen through the half-open window.

Shen Du frowned slightly and blinked before adapting to the too bright light.When I turned over and sat up, I felt that my body was as light as a swallow. Not only were all the hidden wounds in my body gone, even the damaged meridians were completely healed!

His cultivation skill has increased even more!

After being instructed by the wise monk Shanzai, [-]% of the [-]% power that was finally restored has been abolished. Not to mention all of them are back now, compared to the heyday, they are still more diligent!

He only held his breath, secretly channeling his inner strength, and he was shocked when he felt it.

You know, he has been in the way of demons for ten years, and he has been listed as the top master in the world for ten years.As far as practice is concerned, it is always very fast at the beginning, and it becomes more and more difficult as it goes on.

So in recent years, his cultivation base has hardly moved.

This is because his martial arts has reached a very high level, and if he wants to go further, he must wait for the Liuhe Shenjue to reach the state of great accomplishment.

Now the distance between Liuhe Shenjue and Dacheng is obviously still a little short, but his cultivation base has increased so much...

The thoughts in my mind were a little chaotic.

Shen Du looked down and found that he had already put on a clean underwear, and the blood-stained robe had been washed and dried, and folded in the corner of the cabinet.

So the scenes that happened before the coma were finally remembered by him.

Monk vomiting blood.

Peeling robes.

And finally...

When he thought of a certain detail, he felt that the air was hot and dry, and he couldn't sit still. His feet fell to the ground, and he got off the Arhat bed and stood on the edge of the bed.

Both legs were a little weak.

This time, he almost didn't stop.

Some inhumane place behind him has been cleaned up at some point, but the feeling of being tossed by a giant still remains.

Shen Du's face suddenly became a little "wonderful".

Liuhe Shenjue is very evil and very strong.

He had a backlash because something went wrong in his cultivation.The stronger the cultivation base, the stronger the backlash; but correspondingly, as long as one can survive the backlash safely, the cultivation base will also rise to a higher level.

Now that the cultivation base has risen a lot, there should be this reason.

but more...

"Not bad?"

At that time, the words he asked the monk suddenly reverberated in his mind, causing him to have a series of associations that he really shouldn't have, and he also had some guesses about the changes in his cultivation base.

The sunlight outside the window was a little cold.

Shen Du went to the window to have a look, only to realize that it was not afternoon or noon, but morning.There was still a bit of chill in the wind, and bamboo leaves drifted down, falling to the eaves.

The monk sat on the steps under the eaves, with his back to the bamboo house and facing the Bukong Mountain in the distance.

The heartbeat suddenly missed a beat.

He didn't expect to see the monk again so soon, and he didn't have time to sort out all the thoughts in his heart, and at the same time he was stunned, and at the same time, he felt a little inexplicable embarrassment.

I didn't dare to make a sound for a while.

The monk turned his back to him, and he couldn't see what kind of expression the monk had, let alone guess what kind of mood he was in.Just remember that after he begged, he dropped everything.

Forgive him and forgive yourself.

The fingers resting on the window sill trembled slightly with the ups and downs of his thoughts, and then his eyes flickered, and he slowly curled his lips into a smile.

As the saying goes, give some sunshine and it will be brilliant.

It was about Shen Du.

He didn't bother to put on the outer robe, relying on the fact that his energy was fully restored and improved, he simply put on the outer robe, barefooted, pushed the door and walked out.

There was a slight sound when the door opened.

The monk obviously heard it, but he didn't look back.

A bit of strange dissatisfaction suddenly arose in Shen Du's heart, but he calculated that he had saved his life anyway, and really "overturned" him through this catastrophe, so he had no choice but to suppress this dissatisfaction.

When Diao Erlang walked up to the monk, he said "Hello".

"Thank you, bald donkey."

The monk finally turned his head and took a look at him.

Please look at the cold eyes, calm and peaceful, it seems that there is no difference from usual.But Shen Du felt that this gaze was a bit strange, as if there was something different about it.

But where exactly, he really couldn't tell.

Sitting on the steps, the posture was a little more casual, and the moon-white monk's robe and hem fell softly beside him.

No matter how clean the steps are, there is also some dust.

When Shen Du walked over, he had already seen it.

At this time, I just sat down, right next to him, bent over and reached out to pick up a piece of his hanging sleeve robe, and blew away the light dust that was stuck on it, and then put it in my palm.

He looked down, and the smile on his lips deepened: "Sitting here alone, what are you thinking?"

The monk is dumb.

Of course he won't answer.

So as expected, Shen Du saw the monk silently glanced at him, then turned back to look at the majestic mountain, but he was not angry at all. Instead, he covered his sleeves, and then raised his delicate eyebrows , "Hello" again.

The monk looked back again.

So Shen Du's smile was tainted with a bit of self-satisfied malice, he didn't know whether it was out of sincerity or out of teasing, he tilted his head to look at him, and said, "I guess, you are thinking about me."

If someone else listened at this moment, they might laugh three times because of his thick skin at the moment.

But the one sitting here is the monk.

He fixedly stared at Shen Du for a moment, and at the end he only slightly curled the corners of his lips, with a very faint but beautiful smile.

Shen Duxin froze in half.

First, he couldn't hold back from cursing "a bald donkey who seduces people with sex", and then couldn't hold back anymore, he raised his foot and kicked him, but the white sole of his foot didn't show any strength.

"Why, dare you say no?"

Maybe, really dare not.

The monk's brows and eyes were downcast, his face remained unchanged from yesterday, only a faint paleness was added, and there was a bit of silence that was not easy to detect.

He shook his head slightly, but still didn't answer.

Shen Du didn't understand it: "Shaking your head, do you mean you don't dare, or don't you?"

The monk didn't answer.

Shen Du couldn't see his merciful look of dying and caring for the common people the most, his heart was filled with evil fire, and the previous good-natured expression on his face was put back, replaced by a sinister sneer.

"I've been fucked by Lao Tzu before, why are you pretending to be aloof!"

"..."

The monk raised his eyelids and gave him a cool look.

"Cough cough..."

Shen Du pretended to cough all of a sudden, but he didn't know if it was because of a strange guilty conscience in his heart that he was "acting a fake show for real", and he suddenly lost his breath.

His face was red to the base of his neck, and even his earlobes were a little red.

After all, the monk didn't say much, and he didn't show much to embarrass him. He just lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, stretched out his hand and pulled his right hand over, and gently pressed his fingertips, which had been slightly cooled by the wind, on the between his wrists.

The mountains and haze are blowing lightly.

The bamboo shadows swayed and fell on him, as if sparse light and shadow were drawn on the moon-white monk's robe.

Shen Du could feel his own pulse beating under the opponent's fingertips, vivid and vivid.Just like yesterday, he could feel the other person in his body...

Inexplicably want to laugh.

Probably now that his vitality was completely recovered, he was in a good mood, and he deliberately opened his mouth again: "Monk, do you know that I lied to you yesterday?"

The fingers pressing on his pulse paused.

But the monk didn't look up at him.

Shen Du watched his gaze, but became more and more interested, only traced his outline in his heart, and then lightly said: "It's not that I never thought of killing you, but I changed my mind later and didn't want to."

When people are in a desperate situation, they can always do things that cannot be done normally.

Beyond the limits.

In a sense, it is to surpass one's own upper limit, and it may also be to break through one's own lower limit.

Shen Du didn't know what kind of person he was, but he knew that the monk finally chose to cross him, which means he had achieved his goal.

The other side is not important.

In this world, he was the only one who didn't want things, and he couldn't get them without them.

So after saying this, he didn't panic at all. Instead, he observed the monk's expression with great interest, and moved closer to him, lazily resting his chin on his broad shoulders.

I laughed a little nervously.

"Vald donkey, to be honest, don't you—like me too?"