818 The Uncle Feng Who Fell on My Balcony

As soon as Xiao He walked away, the black snake in the deep pit slowly turned into a plume of black smoke, circling and chasing after Xiao He. Unable to see clearly from the side, he took a few steps forward suddenly, opened his hand with His body blocked the path of the black smoke.Strange to say, the black smoke was originally coming fiercely, but as soon as it touched the helpless body, a golden light suddenly shot out from the opponent's body, and the black smoke seemed to hit a barrier and was thrown out violently.

The black smoke hovered in the air for a few weeks, but he couldn't help but stared at it, with no intention of giving in in his expression.In the end, the black smoke was defeated, circled back to the deep pool, gathered and shrunk by the pool, and turned into a human.

The man's black hair was disheveled on his shoulders, and the amber eyes revealed some dark colors.Jiu Jiu stretched out his tongue to lick his scarlet lips, and simply leaned against the edge of the pool topless.There was still a crooked smile on the corner of his lips, and he didn't know whether it was provocation or seduction when he looked at him helplessly.In fact, he had just been stimulated by the golden light that could not be on his body. He was uncomfortable, but he felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction in his heart.

"Monk, meddle in your own business. According to the agreement, you have to get out of my territory."

His current mood is as if he has been aggrieved for a long time and finally won a turnaround. He is very happy.After Jiu Jiu finished speaking, he added: "Forever."

Unable to put his palms together and perform a Buddhist salute to him: "Amitabha. The demon king made a mistake. It was agreed that you would not kill anyone, and the poor monk would not care about other people's business. The situation of the right person is obviously among the harmful things."

"Humph."

Jiu Jiu twisted his body away, turned his head away from him, and ordered: "Go get water and wipe my body."

Unable to ignore his tone, he went to bring a bucket of warm water without any complaints, soaked the towel and wiped off the stains on Jiu Jiu's body.

After Jiu Jiu's dragon horns were gouged out, he returned to the body of a demon, so he retained the habits of a demon, and every year there was a period of time to experience the inevitable menstrual period of these wet eggs, such as estrus and shedding.Especially after Jiu Jiu practiced the way of magic, the estrous period came more quickly than ordinary monsters, and each time lasted more than ten days. During the few days when Xiao He didn't see Jiu Jiu, he had sex in the pit.

Jiu Jiu hated his current situation. After cultivating for so long, he finally got out of the demon way, and was beaten back to his original shape. Even his sexual organs returned to the lowest state of two and a half penises. It is conceivable. I know how much he hates Feng Qi.

Jiu Jiu and being unable to make the agreement were also an expedient measure. Originally, a mere mortal monk kept saying that he wanted to save him. He is clearly a mortal body, but he is protected by golden light, so he can't hurt him at all.

Jiu Jiu can bear it, thinking that since he doesn't make trouble, it's okay to let him follow him, a mortal can annoy him for at most 100 years, his demon body can live for that long at least, and the exhaustion will consume him to death.Who knew that it would take 500 years. If he couldn't survive the 500 years, he would die. He followed Jiu Jiu closely and forced him to recite scriptures all day long.

It was only later that Jiu Jiu realized that it was not bragging to say that "I have crossed myself". He was not born with Buddha nature, and he was destined to walk the path of great enlightenment in this life from birth. body, did not go to the bliss of the Western Paradise, has been wandering in the world.

The mighty Purdue, looking down on all living beings from above the clouds, can cross the sea of ​​suffering. You can't feel that your ability is limited. Only by measuring the land with your feet, seeing the suffering of all living beings with your eyes, and saving all living beings and the mud of the world with your hands, can you practice Buddhism.He can't go to the bliss of the Western Paradise, he can only turn around the world of mortals.

He is the only golden body Buddha cultivator who can stay in the mortal world in the Three Realms, that is, the human Buddha.

Nine faults are demons, but lawlessness is a Buddha.Ordinary people may hurt him, but Jiu Jiu cannot hurt him.It is precisely because of this that Jiu Jiu made an agreement with the ghost who could not make a decision.

Unable to wring out the towel, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and said to Jiu Jiu: "The demon king is free now, how about listening to the poor monk recite a scripture?"

Jiu Jiu frowned, turned around the pit: "Continue to wipe."

Fu Fu smiled in a good-tempered manner, rewashed the towel, passed Jiu Jiu's shoulder and continued to wipe his chest and abdomen.Jiu Jiu let him wait on him without moving, a pair of bewitching vertical pupils flashed a cold light, and the pupils moved away slowly, staring at the dozens of female snakes wriggling slowly at the bottom of the pool, thoughtfully.

These snakes have practiced Taoism for several years, and they basically maintain the state of a snake-tailed human body. Now they are lying together in disorder, and their white flesh-body looks no different from that of a mortal. , didn't show a bit of ugliness.

Jiu Jiu suddenly called him: "Monk."

Unable to wash the towel in the bucket, wring out some dirty water, and replied casually: "What else can the demon king ask?"

Jiu Jiu raised his chin to signal him to look into the pool: "You have been looking at it for about ten days, and the spring light is rippling in the vast pool, but you have no reaction at all?"

Fu Fu smiled without answering, pulled up Jiu Jiu's arm, and wiped it carefully.

Jiu Jiu continued to provoke: "I think you are not a monk, but an eunuch. Did you cut off the root of evil yourself in order to cut off all emotions and six desires?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to feel under the robe, but Fu couldn't let him touch it, and pinched Jiu Jiu's wrist halfway.He was very close to Jiu Jiu, and his smiling eyes were clear: "The demon king is joking, what kind of reaction should this poor monk have when he sees animals having sex?"

Jiu Jiu's expression turned pale immediately, not because he couldn't scold him, but because the other party didn't have the consciousness of scolding him at all, he only told the truth, that's what he thought in his heart, so he said so.

For 500 years, Jiu Jiu has never stopped fighting with Fu Fu. Jiu Jiu deeply feels that to kill him, he must first break his golden body. If this monk breaks the precepts, what is the difference between him and ordinary people?

Jiu Jiu made up his mind, and in the agreement, he was not allowed to shave his head. Didn't the Buddhists say that there are three thousand threads of trouble, so how can he be troubled if he is shaved?Unable to agree, in the end, even if he had long hair, his golden body was still indestructible, and he became more enlightened day by day.

Every estrous period, Jiu Jiu would call helplessness to Haohanchi, pollute his eyes, pollute his ears, frame him and kill him from time to time, pollute his heart... He never succeeded once, and Jiu Jiu never gave up. .

Jiu Jiu hated Fu Fu's indifferent appearance the most. He always advised himself to be kind and let go of hatred. This monk doesn't understand his own pain, so why should he let him give up?

Jiu Jiu flicked his tail and jumped up from the vast pool, but he was caught off guard by his wet and naked body, and then fell heavily on the edge of the pool.

Unable to lie on the ground on his back, holding a wet towel in his hand, he looked at Jiu Jiu who was pressing on him for no reason: "The demon king is... physically exhausted? The poor monk helped you up."

Jiu Jiu grabs his shoulders and pushes him back, caresses his face with cold fingers, and then moves to his protruding neck with his Adam's apple little by little.

The helpless neck is very sexy. In fact, he has a sexy and evil temperament, but I don't know anything about it. Jiu Jiu looked down at him from top to bottom, and spread his monk's robe with five fingers to touch his chest. : "I was thinking, you don't like women's bodies, do you like men?"

Unable to answer, she looked at him with a pair of clear eyes.

Jiu Jiu didn't like him looking at himself like this.

He peeled off the helpless monk's robe, his sharp nails lightly pierced his skin, a drop of blood rolled down and flowed onto Jiu Jiu's finger, burning him.

Jiu Jiu licked away the blood from his fingertips with his tongue, then lowered his head, nibbling kisses on the collarbone and chest that couldn't be smooth.

Unable to be an ascetic monk, he has traveled many mountains and rivers, his muscles are very elastic, neither thin nor bulky.The bodhi rosary beads on his chest have been twisted for many years, turning into a white jade color, with a layer of grease-like patina on the outside, rolling on the helpless chest.

These magic tools are like helpless blood, which is inaccessible to Jiu Jiu—it will burn the devil energy in his body and make him feel pain.

Jiu Jiu licked a Buddhist bead with a sullen smile, spit out the tip of her tongue, then crushed on the helpless nipple, and squeezed the slippery tail between his legs.Jiu Jiu's tail dawdled back and forth on Falang's body, but he didn't hear him recite the Qingxin Sutra, nor did he feel any reaction from his body, so Jiu Jiu simply tore off the monk's robe.

The snake's kiss and body were both cold, Jiu Jiu lay on his chest, biting many red marks on his chest, I don't know what the monk was thinking, neither stopped nor resisted, let Jiu Jiu play around.

After a long time, he couldn't suddenly wrap his arms around Jiu Jiu's waist, the latter was taken aback, and then felt a little inexplicably happy—is this monk trying to break the precept? !

Then he felt a slow, wet wiping sensation on the scales of his own tail, Jiu Jiu stopped his movements, unable to tilt his head to concentrate on wiping the scales on his tail.After wiping for a while, he put the towel in his hand into the bucket to soak it. He held the towel with one hand and squeezed the water on it vigorously.

Fu Fu held Jiu Jiu's waist with the other hand, and flicked his tail upwards: "Please change the side, the demon king, there is still a place that hasn't been rubbed."

Angrily, Jiu Jiu pulled his tail away from his hand, and pulled him up, unable to let him do anything, with an innocent expression, looking at Jiu Jiu with disheveled clothes - even with all these kiss marks on his body, he would not let him do anything. There was no panic at all, as if the body wasn't his.

The two were relatively silent for a long while, unable to pluck Jiu Jiu's tail again, wrapped it in a wet towel, and continued to wipe - he always did things from beginning to end, whether it was the agreement with Jiu Jiu, or the matter of ferrying him, or giving He wipes his tail.

Unable to lower her head, she held Jiu Jiu's tail in her arms and scrubbed him carefully, her short eyelashes were black and shiny, as if she had painted them on purpose.He persisted in persuading: "Demon King, listen to the scriptures taught by the poor monk."

Jiu Jiu leaned against the pool and yawned: "If you don't listen, your Buddhist scriptures won't help me."

Unable to say with a smile: "Buddhist scriptures can't help, poor monks can always help."

"Out of control."

Can't help but look at him with a smile.

Jiu Jiu snorted coldly, "Just read it if you miss it."

He leaned against the vast pool, closed his eyes and stopped paying attention to him, the clear Sanskrit sound came out of his mouth continuously and poured into his ears, even Jiu Jiu couldn't understand it, so he felt very comfortable.

That's right, in fact, he feels quite comfortable without being able to read the scriptures to him every time. Sometimes Jiu Jiu would fall into a dream while reading.I had a dream, dreaming that when he was a little snake, he was sucking the essence of the sun and the moon in the crevices of the stone to cultivate...

But Jiu Jiu hates this very much, because every time he wakes up from the dream, he has to face the fact that he can no longer cultivate into a fairy body. Compared with the two, the hatred in Jiu Jiu's heart will only become stronger and stronger.

After being unable to read a passage, Jiu Jiu began to explain the Buddhist scriptures with easy-to-understand stories. Jiu Jiu opened his eyes and found that the monk opposite him was fully dressed, sitting cross-legged in front of him and talking.

After hearing a few words, Jiu Jiu didn't want to hear it anymore: "Isn't it half an hour yet?"

Unable to smile and said: "It's only two sticks of incense, the demon king has to endure it for a while."

Jiu Jiu snorted coldly and closed his eyes again: "I don't want to hear it anymore, change to another one."

"Okay, then let Shakyamuni cut his meat and feed it to the eagle..."

"Haven't you already talked about this?"

Unable to look at him compassionately: "The story has been told, but the part of the scriptures has not been read. The poor monk will read another scripture for the demon king."

Jiu Jiu was annoyed to death by him, he had noticed long ago that the stories he couldn't tell him were all content of revenge with kindness, in an attempt to influence him, and he scoffed at it in his heart - this monk always likes to do all kinds of work.

"If the demon king doesn't object, the poor monk will continue."

"Forget it, let's continue with the last one. Monk Laipi... When will you get out of my territory?"

"When the demon king let go of the obsession in his heart and dissipated his demon energy."

Jiu Jiusheng turned over and covered his ears helplessly—wouldn't he want to be read to death by him? !