Buddhist Evil Wife

When Yin Jitian was released by Di Ming, he had already arrived at Hantian City near the Chunchen Sect.

Hantian City is one of the big cities in the north, and it is one of the big shopping malls for the major families and sects in the north. Therefore, the cold weather did not make the streets of Hantian City depressed. On the contrary, it was very lively, and the streets were full of people.

"What did you do to Qing Bao and the others?" Yin Jitian asked.

Looking at the curious little face, Di Ming simply replied: "Demon Gu!"

Yin Jitian rolled his eyes: "If you say one more child, you will die!"

Di Ming did as he wished: "Put a magic spell!"

Yin Jitian was a little angry: "You have the guts!"

Let him say one more word, really said one more word!

Looking at the angry little face, Di Ming slightly bent his cold mouth, took out a cloak made of the fur of gods and monsters and put it on his body, led him to a big inn!

Yin Jitian looked at the inn and asked, "Aren't we going back to the south?"

"Celebrate! Come back!"

"Celebrate? Celebrate what?"

Yin Jitian was confused, but quickly understood the meaning of Di Ming's words, and a few black lines slid down his forehead: "You mean to continue celebrating in bed for a month?"

He and Bei Ming rolled in bed for eight days, that is to say, in the next few days, he will roll in bed for 22 days! ! !

I rub!

After 22 days, if he hadn't died, he would definitely be paralyzed!

Yin Jitian secretly glanced at the resolute face, thinking to himself, is it too late for him to escape now?

Di Ming clenched the hand of the young man who wanted to run away, walked to the counter, and threw a divine grade spirit stone at the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper hurriedly caught the thrown spirit stone, opened it with both hands, and was dumbfounded!

It turned out to be a divine grade spirit stone!

He smiled awkwardly: "Guest officer, we are just a small shop, and we haven't found such a spirit stone for you yet!"

Since he became the shopkeeper, no one has ever brought out a god-grade spirit stone to stay in the shop!Moreover, this divine grade spirit stone can buy the entire inn!

Displeasure flashed across Di Ming's eyes, and he stared coldly at the shopkeeper who was clumsy and hindered him from doing good things.

Just as he wanted the shopkeeper to stop looking for his spirit stone, the young man snatched back the sacred spirit stone from the shopkeeper's hand.

Yin Jitian gave him an annoyed look: "You have a lot of god-grade spirit stones on you! How dare you spend them carelessly like this!"

Di Ming frowned!

He already has a lot of god-grade spirit stones, and he only has god-grade spirit stones!

Yin Jitian understood the meaning in his eyes, and glared at him: "There are so many god-grade spirit stones, it's not like this!"

If anyone who lives in a store spends a god-grade spirit stone, wouldn't everyone in the cultivation world get rich?

Yin Jitian took out five high-grade spirit stones and put them on the table: "Come to a high-quality room!"

"Yes! Yes!" The shopkeeper hurriedly summoned Xiao Er and ordered Xiao Er to bring them into the room.

Xiaoer took them to the guest room in the backyard. They had just gone up to the third floor when more than a dozen demon cultivators in very coquettish clothes walked towards them.

"Yo! Isn't this the little master Shantideva?"

Yin Jitian, who was talking to Di Ming, heard a familiar voice, turned his head, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "So it's Patriarch Li Zhi!"

Patriarch Li Zhi squeezed away Xiao Er who was standing among them, came to Yin Jitian, glanced at Di Ming beside him and smiled: "Little Master Ji Tian and Master Ming came to the north, did they also come to Prison Spring?" Zu Heshou's?"

"no!"

Yin Jitian didn't want to talk to Patriarch Li Zhi, and pulled Di Ming to the side to leave, but unexpectedly, Patriarch Li Zhi stopped him again.

"Master Shantide just came to the north, right? Then I will be the host, please go to the teahouse to drink high-quality fairy tea and taste fairy cakes!"

Di Ming felt very displeased with Patriarch Li Zhi who blocked their way, he narrowed his eyes coldly, and was about to shake people away when he was suppressed by Yin Jitian.

"Thank you in advance, Patriarch Li Zhi! However, we have just arrived in the north, and we are a little tired, so I won't bother Patriarch Li Zhi!"

He didn't want to be too polite to Li Zhi's ancestor, but he had to take care of the Bei family.

In any case, Bei Yuhong raised Bei Ming, and just for this, he was grateful and didn't want to bring too much trouble to the Bei family.

Ancestor Li Zhi was not forgiving, and his tone was a little displeased: "Little Master Shantide is not giving me face, and I invite you to have a cup of tea, and I always push back!"

Yin Jitian squinted his eyes half-closed: "Old Ancestor Li Zhi, don't force others to make things difficult for you!"

As soon as the word 'difficult' was pronounced, Patriarch Li Zhi immediately felt dizzy. Qian Dao and more than a dozen disciples behind him hurriedly supported the handrail and wall beside him.

Yin Jitian didn't take them seriously at all, with a cold smile on his lips, he pulled Di Ming away.

As soon as they left, Patriarch Li Zhi and his disciples suddenly felt relaxed.

Qiandao moved his limp body, came to Patriarch Li Zhi, and said in a low voice, "Patriarch, when there are no other high-ranking monks around Shantide, it's a good time for them to attack."

Patriarch Li Zhi's eyes flashed with gloom: "Find a chance and bring him back to the east."

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As soon as the door of the guest room was closed, Di Ming brought Yin Jitian to the bed.

Yin Jitian hurriedly put his hands on Di Ming's chest: "You don't really want to continue celebrating the 22nd day, do you?"

"No!" Di Ming grabbed the hand on his chest, put it on his lips and kissed it, and continued: "You have to make up for ten thousand years!"

They have wasted ten thousand years of time, no matter what, they must try their best to make up for it!

"Wannian! You want to kill me?" Yin Jitian stared at Di Ming in disbelief, seeing him making a gesture to kiss him, he quickly shouted: "Wait a minute! Let's discuss it!"

He looked down at the two bodies that were close together, and slightly rolled his eyes!

They didn't do anything, and he already clearly felt the stiffness against his body!

Di Ming's eyes turned red, suppressing the ten thousand years of desire in his body: "Say!"

Yin Jitian quickly said: "We will celebrate for another three days, and we will make up for the rest when we settle down!"

Di meditated for a while, then let go and said, "Eight days!"

"Why eight days?"

Yin Jitian looked at him suspiciously, then figured out something, and cursed in a low voice: "Fuck! You don't even want to eat your own vinegar!"

He slept with Bei Ming in bed for eight days, so Di Ming will also spend eight days back! !

Di Ming opened the hand on his chest, lowered his head, and kissed the chattering little mouth. His hands were not idle, he pulled the boy's belt, stuck inside his clothes, and stroked his smooth body.

Yin Jitian was quickly aroused by Di Ming's proficient and half-serious question, and he actively climbed up the man's neck with both hands, sticking out his tongue enthusiastically, and entangled fiercely.

The young man's initiative made Di Ming's cold eyes burst into a light and joyful smile, and he asked for more honey from the young man's mouth.

For a moment, the rapid breathing spread out in the room, and the two smooth bodies were lingering on the bed, and the bed was swaying wildly, making non-stop creaking noises.

As night fell, the fire in the room did not show signs of extinguishing, but instead, it became more and more vigorous, and the moon outside hid in the clouds in shame.

Among the guests in the inn, someone couldn't help opening the window anymore, and shouted loudly: "Damn! I'm afraid everyone won't know that you are in love! If you do this so violently, the inn will be demolished by you! You still scream like that!" Loud, a sound barrier will kill you!"

Hearing the scolding monks, they couldn't help laughing out loud.

When Yin Jitian heard the roar, he immediately suppressed his hoarse voice.

Angrily, he punched the man who was still galloping on top of him: "You didn't even install a sound barrier."

Di Ming, who was working on his head, was punched in the chin, and his eyes sank: "No need!"

"Why don't you need it! You treat this as the Dark Temple, no one dares to eavesdrop!"

The weather was overcast, pushed away the man on his body, and got up to put on his robe.

Di Ming quickly pulled the man back to his body, and then, using the spiritual power of the soundproof barrier, continued to do what made him comfortable.

However, in the end, he failed to spend eight days with Yin Jitian as he wished.

In the early morning of the second day, Yin Jitian would not let him touch him life and death, and he, who was not completely released, followed the boy down the third floor of the guest room with a dark face.

"Shantideva?" came a surprised voice.

Yin Jitian looked up and saw the ancestors Mi Mei and Yao Yao leading a large group of disciples into the backyard.

"I've seen the demon ancestor! I've seen the sprite ancestor!"

Since Yin Jitian knew that these two ancestors were Bei Ming's masters, he still had a good impression of them.

The sprite ancestor looked at him in surprise: "You...you are not..."

Yin Jitian remembered what happened that day, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "It's a long story, anyway, I'm fine now!"

Ancestor Xi Mei looked behind Yin Jitian, with a cold face, as if the entire cultivation world owed him a debt.

"Por, what's the matter?"