[Comprehensive martial arts] Qin Xiu Muke

The handsome monk's face was pale, and his heart was full of twists and turns.

A person with a deep scheming heart, it seems that everyone has a heart to hide in the city.

Wuhua didn't know that Mu Ke just said casually, too much thinking had already crushed him to the point of collapse, just adding a straw would bring the whole world to collapse.

Seeing him, the girl frowned suddenly, but the rippling water was full of worry.

"What's wrong with you... Are you feeling unwell?"

Wu Hua shook her head with a pale face, feeling the other party's concern, which made her feel better.

The monk lowered his eyes, his heart was full of thoughts, and countless evil thoughts came to his mind.

As long as you kill her, there will be no flowers or no flowers. The modest gentleman who is known as the seven wonderful monks can still provoke the daughters of the rivers and lakes.

But... Countless people from all corners of the world combined can't compare to her cold white finger.

The girl suddenly gave him a cold pancake, muttered and said, "I don't want to start a fire, so let's make do with it."

Eyelashes raised tremblingly, the monk's complex pupils reflected the beautiful daughter's family.

Seeing that her naive and ignorant expression does not seem to be fake, Wuhua pondered for a moment, and secretly made a decision in her heart.

Lets see……

If it doesn't work...

"I'm going to make a fire."

Handing back the pancake in his hand to Mu Ke, the monk rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the ashes of the bonfire in the center of the ruined temple.

Gather the scattered dead branches, take out the fire pocket and ignite it.

Looking at his busy figure, Mu Ke narrowed his eyes in a good mood.

While baking pancakes, Mu Ke sat by the campfire and began to inquire about the monk's itinerary.

"I want to go north."

Wuhua knew about Mu Ke's itinerary, and there were rumors about the beauty who went to Yangzhou, but Wuhua was not lying.

His trip is to go back to Shaolin, maybe he should go to lie in the desert first, but Wuhua suddenly doesn't want to go.

The beauty is on the side, and she is distracted.

"I'm going to Yangzhou, how about you?"

Wuhua took the baked pancakes off the branch, blew on them, and handed them over after they were not so hot.

"When I go back to Shaolin, I will have a journey with you."

The girl let out an oh, and slowly gnawed on the pancakes.Sitting beside her, the young monk breathed a sigh of relief.

peer request...

She did not refuse.

Mu Ke had a little red horse tied outside the temple, but the monks walked on foot.

If one person rides a horse and walks alone, he will be thrown away soon, so how can he be regarded as a companion?

But the two are just acquaintances for the first time, if Wuhua proposes to ride together, it will inevitably appear too violent.

The girl didn't think too much, she flew onto the horse and stretched out her white palm towards the monk beside the horse.

Wu Hua was startled, subconsciously stretched out her hand, and was immediately led to sit on the back of the horse.

The young monk's whole body was tense, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

He was nervous, but the girl was even more nervous than him.

"It's been a long time since I've ridden with anyone."

With a sigh, Mu Ke's words were full of loneliness that was so strong that it could not be resolved.

"Let's go, I'll take you to hurry up and see all the flowers in Chang'an!"

Wuhua wanted to laugh, because Fujian, which is located in the south, is too far away from Chang'an.

In addition, today's capital is the capital, and the ancient city of Chang'an has long since become a thing of the past.

The girl rode her horse and galloped on the yellow land of Fujian, but it was Chang'an who spoke.

Wu Hua did indeed smile too, sitting behind the beauty, with a light fragrance of flowers in her nostrils, and the girl's black hair fluttering in the background of her eyes.

Beauty in arms, how not to smile?

When the two met, they were already on the edge of Fujian, and they walked to the border of Wenzhou in less than a day.

It was night, but Mu Ke didn't intend to stop, but the red horse under him couldn't hold on.

I found a dilapidated inn at the border, and the little red horse was dragged into the stable, panting and grunting.

After eating the simple food in the store, Mu Ke frowned and said bluntly that the food was not as good as the pancakes she baked, and it was too embarrassing for her stomach.

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

On the second day, Wuhua woke up early, borrowed the shop's kitchen, made a vegetarian meal, and delivered it to Mu Ke's room.

At the first bite, Mu Ke felt something was wrong, because the ingredients of this vegetable dish were the same as yesterday, but the taste was quite different.

"Their cook changed overnight?" After Mu Ke finished speaking in doubt, he chewed slowly and began to clean up.

Wuhua thought that it was obvious enough that he personally sent the reminder, but the girl would rather guess that the cook had changed, but she couldn't put her thoughts on him.

The handsome monk sighed, and opened his mouth with a smile: "Is it still good to eat?"

Not only is it as simple as being able to eat, Wuhua's craftsmanship is a bit better than that of the chefs in the palace, so to say that is just self-effacing.

Mu Ke nodded in response.

"I made it."

The handsome monk stared at the beauty with scorching eyes, with a half-smile in his clear eyes.

The beauty let out an ooh in a daze, then added a thank you, and then there was no further text.

There is only a long while without flowers.

Entering Wenzhou City, the flow of people was crowded, and this beauty's face became a living target. Everyone wanted to stick a pair of tricks on Mu Ke's body, and Wu Hua's face became even more ugly.

Someone's voice came from the crowd, the rustling sound was not ear-catching, but Wu Hua still caught it.

"Such a beauty, even if she is happy overnight, she will be worth it even if she dies."

……

But fortunately, Mu Ke didn't intend to stay longer, and headed straight for Taizhou.

At night, I can only find a house in the wilderness again.

Mu Ke rested early, but Wu Hua stayed up all night without sleep, taking advantage of the night to rush towards the way she came.

The waiter of the inn in the middle of Wenzhou City suffered disaster in the back room.

A knife pierced through the heart from the back, but the assailant didn't seem to vent his anger enough, holding the handle of the knife stirred up in his back.

The waiter looked back helplessly, the monk's blood-stained face was as cold as ice, and the blood-colored eyes could not see the Buddha's light, full of killing.

"I didn't want to kill you, but you polluted her ears with such obscene words."

Xiao Er's skinny body collapsed, lying on the ground blood gurgling, already lifeless.

The monk was originally a thoughtful person, but he woke up when he saw the blood on his white clothes.

I knew it earlier... I should find a replacement piece of clothing and come again.

In the middle of the night, I had no choice but to sneak into another tailor shop, find a white dress that was probably [-]% similar, and then leave.

Overnight, the four precepts of killing, stealing, anger, and adultery were all violated.

But he was not a good monk in the first place, and he definitely would not regret it.

What he hated was that with only one pair of hands, he couldn't kill all the people in the world, which made those people's eyes see the beauty.

In the morning, the monk picked some wild fruits for Mu Ke to change his taste.

Although he changed his clothes, the blood on his body still hasn't dissipated.

Mu Ke glanced at him suspiciously, the monk's body was tense, his face was still full of smiles, and his heart was already pounding.

But fortunately, the girl didn't say anything.

After rushing for several days, it was inevitable to enter the city, and the monk's body was always filled with the smell of blood. When they arrived at the border of Zhejiang, when the two were sleeping in the ruined temple, Mu Ke finally couldn't help but speak.

"You... Did you go to kill people at night?"

The monk sitting in meditation in front of the Buddha stagnated for breath, and was silent, not knowing what to say, and finally nodded slowly.

There was no blame on Mu Ke's face, but he was just dazed.

"You killed everyone, why are we so safe along the way? Does the person you kill have no relatives or friends?"

"how you said that……?"

The monk finally found out that the girl had no dust in her eyes, and she had no mercy for human life, so naturally she had no blame.

The panic in my heart faded away, and the secret joy spread in my heart.

Wouldn't it be a good idea to be paired with a bad monk for a girl who regards human life like nothing?

"If he had relatives and friends, he would have brought relatives and friends to bury us a long time ago. Let me tell you first, although I am a Xiuxiu, but my single-cultivation Bing Xin will not milk people! If the other party comes to kill me, I will not care about you of."

Wuhua couldn't understand [-]% of the passage, but it didn't stop him from being happy.

The monk nodded with a smile.

"It won't drag you down, don't worry."

When we reach the border of Zhejiang, the city of Yangzhou is not far away, which means that the time of parting has come.

Although Wuhua is reluctant to give up, he still has other things to do, and he is sober enough to live.

Taking advantage of the darkness, he began to talk about saying goodbye tomorrow.

On Mu Ke's face, he obviously began to feel lost.

Wuhua is a good companion, he cooks good food and is an interesting person.

Mu Ke hasn't walked with anyone for too long, and when he was in Datang, he was alone, and his loneliness penetrated deep into his bones.

So much so that now, I feel a little regretful.

Mottled shadows were cast by the light of the fire, and Mu Ke bathed in the broken shadows. After a long silence, he said, "You are a master, but you have never told me the story of the Four Refugees."

There was unwillingness in the words, but the young monk was a little confused when he heard it.

"Wuhua is ignorant and ignorant. He has only heard about the Three Refugees. What are the Four Refuges?"

The Three Refugees refer to: One takes refuge in the Buddha.Second return to the law.Three return to the monk.It can also be said to be a refuge and awakening, which is awakened but not deluded.The second refuge is righteousness, righteousness but not evil.The Three Refugees take refuge in purity, which is pure and untainted.

This is familiar to every monk. When did the Four Refugees appear again?

The girl huddled beside the bonfire, under the dim light, her cold eyes were coated with warm light, making her more and more seductive.

Mu Ke stretched out his hand towards him.

"Put your hands up and read after me."

The monk did so, and when he touched the cold palm of the other party, his heart jumped wildly.

"Take refuge in the Buddha."

"Take refuge in the Buddha."

"Convert to the law."

"Convert to the law."

"Take refuge in the monk."

"Take refuge in the monk."

The girl's voice is cool and tender, and the monk's voice is warm and moist.Under the dim light of the fire, they sat and looked at each other.

"Take refuge...Miss Xiu."

Mostly Xiuxiu loves the story of the Four Refugees, and Mu Ke is no exception.Although she has never thought of finding a monk to be in love with, but playing with a monk like this is an idea that she has been eager to try for a long time.

But Sister Hua always stopped her, for fear that some bald donkey would snatch away her beautiful girl.

Until today, Mu Ke finally achieved consummation.

Wuhua's hand was still on her palm, but the warmth of the tentacles was different from her own.

He didn't speak, but Mu Ke looked up, only to see the bottom of the monk's clear eyes trembling violently.

The girl with too complicated emotions couldn't understand it, so she urged impatiently: "Say it, Miss Fuyixiu."

Breathing was stagnant again, Wu Hua only felt that the beating heart in her chest was no longer her own, she just wanted to leave this body and follow the girl.

"Take refuge...Miss Xiu." A hoarse voice sounded after urging.

The monk looked at her with burning eyes and said: "I know your heart."

From now on, don't bathe in Buddha's light, abandon the worldly dust, and take refuge in... Miss Xiu.