It is said that Shizun is a devil

It used to be a little white sheep, and now there is a green grass-planting monster. Han Jin deeply reflects that he must have done too much evil in the first 300 years, so there are so many stumbling blocks on the road of love!But speaking of it, the biggest stumbling block on Han Jin's emotional journey is none other than Han Jing himself, whom Han Jin has a crush on unilaterally!

Han Jing is a person who has a talent for cultivation, a mind and understanding, and patience and perseverance, but he does not have the ability to read words and demeanor!Although the frogs are boiled in warm water and the porridge is cooked on a low fire, Hanjing is nothing but a rock!Hard to chew teeth, can't let go, really worry about this apprentice.

However, Han Jing, who has no ability to observe words and expressions at all, can't feel the depression of his apprentice at all, and chats happily with Cheng, who is holding the grass, in person!

Cheng Qin carefully held the flower pot to show Han Jing, and said happily: "Look at my grass, how well it grows! If there is fertilizer, it will grow even better."

Because of Cheng Qin's arrival, the little white sheep, who was silently lurking in the Qiankun bag and never shouted again, shivered silently, covered his chubby buttocks with his two front paws, and decided to never release the Qiankun bag again from today!

Han Jing took a closer look at the grass that Cheng Qin was holding. The blades were about the size of a fingernail, round, with smooth edges, plump and green. It should be considered a good-looking plant among plants, and he praised it sincerely: " It grows very cute, what kind of grass is this?"

Cheng Qin took it for granted, "Of course it's the Light-devouring Grass, but it's rare. There are very few light-attributed creatures in this world, and the Light-devouring Grass is a heaven-level divine grass. This is what the head and the others met by chance when they went out. I have the highest talent. Just feed me."

Han Jing couldn't help but carefully looked at the legendary divine grass again. However, no matter how fat and tender the grass grows, it is still a small piece of grass the size of two fingernails. .

Because they brought an extra grass-planting monster, the group stayed in the inn in a good human town, and went to sleep in the wilderness in the fertile wilderness.Cheng Qin was running around in the wilderness with a pot of grass in his arms, ignoring the clean and tidy silk gown on his body, lying on the ground with a small pick, digging here and there, shoveling there, his hands full of mud, but holding it in the cold. The weeds and wild flowers that are completely indistinguishable can be seen from time to time, exclaiming from time to time, and with the three fireballs borrowed from Han Jin on their heads, holding a small notebook, they have been writing quickly, and have no interest in dinner snacks at all!

Han Jing was infected by his study atmosphere, put away the snacks and dinner that Han Jin brought out, and said to Han Jin heartbroken: "Seeing Elder Cheng is so diligent, I can't help but make my teacher feel ashamed, let's meditate tonight, No more sleep."

Han Jin: "...OK."

Han Jing calmed down and sat cross-legged on the spot.

In the past, Han Jing could comprehend the laws of heaven and earth within a quarter of an hour when he meditated, but this time he was unable to enter the state. It seemed that there was a cloud of invisible thoughts running back and forth in the Lingtai, which troubled Han Jing's mind.Han Jing held his breath, trying to catch that distracting thought.In the realm of Mahayana, distracting thoughts should not be underestimated. If you don’t pay attention to them, you will breed tigers and become demons. If you want to restrain the demons and eliminate distracting thoughts, you should never ignore them, but find them, understand them, and understand your fears and worries. What is the problem, and actively solve it is the right way.

The distracting thought was very erratic, it clearly existed in Hanjing's altar, but it was drifting outside the altar, it was obviously Hanjing's distracting thought, but it didn't seem to be Hanjing's distracting thought, Hanjing took a little time to capture it, and it felt very Strangeness is not a problem I have always faced, so I took the initiative to plunge into it.

Han Jing saw himself, that feeling was very strange, he looked at himself like a bystander in his distracting thoughts, he had a clear consciousness, but he couldn't control the Han Jing he saw, obviously it was his distracting thoughts, but Unable to be affected by his consciousness, it is like a play with myself as the protagonist, and I watch myself in the play perform a predetermined program according to a predetermined script from the outside of the play.

But this show has more than one protagonist. As one of the protagonists, Han Jing outside the show really doesn't understand what kind of demon exists between himself and Han Jin.They are familiar with each other and care for each other. He really loves Han Jin, and Han Jin also expresses Han Jin's sincerity with practical actions. The relationship between the two of them will never give birth to demons.

It was about Han Jin, so Han Jing was more serious, observing the scene in this distracting thought by himself.

The "Han Jing" in the miscellaneous thoughts was half lying on a red imperial concubine's bed, and Han Jin was kneeling on one knee in front of the imperial concubine's bed.

"Han Jing" lying on the imperial concubine's couch was wearing a loose water-blue silk dress, revealing delicate collarbone and deep neck. She crossed her fork, revealing a white and tender waistline, but looking down, a piece of bright red silk cloth barely covered the half of her lower body, the silk was thin and smooth, and outlined a distinctly curved waist and hip curve Down the silk, two glaringly white calves were revealed in the bright red, and the ankle and carpal bones turned smoothly, extending out two small and slender feet.

Kneeling on one knee, Han Jin was dressed in black and neatly dressed. He lowered his head, held the Jingyue sword in one hand and put his hand on his knee. The hand on his knee was tightly clenched into a fist, as if Try to restrain yourself.

"Han Jing" lay sideways facing Han Jin, propping his face lazily with one hand, and casually placed the other on his thigh covered by the red silk. Because of his movement, the red silk fell a little, revealing the jade-like curved legs .

Han Jin's hand holding the Jingyue Sword trembled.

"Han Jing"'s long hair was not bundled up, and the smooth long hair fell down the imperial concubine's pillow along the dignified and elegant face, spreading out the flowing water.He looked at Han Jin, his usually dazed big eyes were now filled with black and dangerous emotions, which made Han Jing's whole slightly immature face suddenly difficult to recognize.

Han Jin held the Jingyue sword tightly, and his long hair bundled up flowed from both sides of his cheeks because of his bowed posture, covering Han Jin's entire face, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.

"Han Jing" looked at Han Jin, slightly raised the corners of his bright red mouth, and said, "Jin'er."

It was clearly her own voice, but Han Jing felt it was very strange. The voice seemed to contain emotions and information that Han Jing didn't quite understand. , Han Jing didn't understand, but it made Han Jing feel flushed for no reason.

Han Jin lowered his head, the hand holding the sword trembled a few times, and after a while he said hoarsely: "Master."

"Han Jing"'s knuckle-knuckle fingers gently covered the bright red lips, but couldn't cover the immature amorous feelings at the corners of the eyes and lips.A pair of big eyes with slightly drooping eyelids, slender eyelashes trembling slightly, the corners of the eyes slightly provoking the flowing spring water, and the soft and delicate skin that is so smooth that it is unmatched by jade in the world always makes people have the illusion that even a light breath is afraid of hurting him.He supported his chin with one hand, covered it with black hair, making the slightly rounded chin look much smaller and more fragile, while the other hand stretched out to Han Jin, but the slender and slightly immature fingertips were dancing everywhere. of shattered light.When he opened his mouth, he could see a bright red tongue: "Jin'er, come and sit beside me."

Han Jing tried to stop herself from speaking in that strange tone, but she couldn't do it at all. She could only watch helplessly as Han Jin stood up and sat next to "herself" without looking sideways.

"Han Jing", who cannot be controlled by Han Jing's consciousness, is still doing strange things without knowing the so-called.He raised one leg, and the red silk slipped from the glaringly white thigh. The long snow-white leg looked like a finished sculpture, and every part of it could not be modified.A slender and delicate foot stepped on Han Jin's thigh, and Han Jin's body froze immediately, and he immediately closed his eyes.

"Han Jing" lay back on the couch aggressively, smiled slightly, closed his eyes, and ordered in a superior tone that Han Jing would never use: "Jin'er, my teacher's legs are a little sore, rub it. "

Han Jin held the sword and didn't move.

"Han Jing" stepped on Han Jin's thigh and moved slowly on the black cloth, like a snake with malicious intentions, slipping from Han Jin's thigh.

Han Jin tensed up.

"Han Jing" let out a low laugh, brushed his right palm lightly on the couch, and the water-blue long gown opened like a huge splash in the air, and he was already sitting in Han Jin's arms in a blink of an eye.

Han Jing: "!!!" Wait...wait a minute!what's the situation? ! Why would "I" do this? !

"Han Jing" seemed to have no bones in his body, and leaned softly on Han Jin's body. He leaned on Han Jin's chest, raised his small chin, and his bright red lips fell on Han Jin's Adam's apple.

Han Jing: "!!!" Me, me, me... what did I do? !

Han Jin opened his eyes and looked down at "Han Jing", the same emotion that Han Jing could not understand was in his dark eyes.

"Han Jing" gently stroked Han Jin's side face with his right hand, his eyes raised tenderness, and said softly, "Jin'er, I will be your Taoist companion for my master, okay?!"

Han Jing: "..."

There is only one thought in Han Jing's mind: Nine Heavens God Thunder, please hack me to death!I actually want to be my apprentice's companion? !

Han Jing's heart has been bombarded thousands of times by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, and he suddenly withdrew from the rudiment of the inner demon, which was not so much distracting thoughts as it was more like whimsical thoughts, and he was stunned.

I actually have such unreasonable thoughts about my apprentice? !

I actually kissed my apprentice in my own demons? !

I must not be a good teacher! ! !

I must be the worst master! ! !

I must be a stain on Jin Er's life! ! !

I must never get close to Jin'er again! ! !

The meridians were connected, and the spiritual power was connected. Sensing that Han Jing's mind was shaking, Han Jin immediately withdrew from his thoughts and met Han Jing's dull gaze.

Han Jin: "...???"

Han Jing's gaze fell on Han Jin's Adam's apple involuntarily, and his face flushed instantly.

Han Jin: "..." Master...Master...? !

The author has something to say:

Han Jin: ...It's over, it's over, it's over, Master has seen my demons!

Han Jing: ...It's over, it's over, my inner demon is actually a Taoist companion who wants to be my apprentice!

#On how a fool who can’t distinguish between other people’s demons or his own demons sent himself step by step to the mouth of his apprentice who was about to starve to death#

Hahaha, that's how vulgar it is!Just to forcefully start a relationship!