bodhisattva is busy

The sun was setting, the sky was gradually darkening, and night fell.

Luo Fan squatted beside the creek bitterly, using various spells in turn, tossing and tossing for a long time before he condensed a little spark on his index finger.

The cool wind blew by, he shivered, and quickly stretched his flaming fingers into the pile of dead branches in front of him, the flames rose up, showing a little blush on his pale face, making him even more sickly. .

It's no wonder that when the Emperor of Heaven punishes people, he often says that he will be demoted to the mortal world. He only knows how hard the so-called "demotion to the mortal world" is today. Not your average size.The most important thing is that when the spiritual power is lost, all the spells that have been instinctive for many years can no longer be used in an instant. Those who are not used to it and who are almost adaptable may even torture themselves to death.

Luo Fan is in such a miserable state right now, he was almost frozen to death in this wilderness 1 minute ago.

Fortunately, he was not demoted to the mortal world, and his spiritual power was not completely lost. At least with his persistent efforts, he finally managed to find some sparks and ignite the firewood, saving him from the situation that the mighty Guanyin Bodhisattva was almost frozen to death in the mountains. Ended like a joke.

Luo Fan didn't know why he fell into such a situation, but he vaguely guessed that it might have something to do with the Lotus Lantern.

——Yes, it is the cheating lotus lantern in Yang Chan's hand!

The thing is like this, two hours ago, Yang Jian, who went on a mission in the north, finally came back, the two chatted and got bored together, got bored and rolled on the bed, tossing each other's clothes The buttons were about to fight for [-] rounds. Yang Chan, who dragged Chang'e to Erlang Zhenjun Hall to report every day, heard a noise in the room, and the door was ajar. The two looked at each other silently, wide-eyed and small-eyed.

"This..." Chang'e, who has always been known for being glamorous and noble, was shocked, and almost couldn't hold back her image and screamed - this was definitely the scariest scene she had ever seen in her life, bar none!

Yang Chan had already guessed vaguely, and she was somewhat mentally prepared, but suddenly bumped into her like this, confirmed her guess, stripped away the last meager hope in her heart, was surprised and desperate, and wanted to speak Anyway, the expression is very complicated.

Yang Jian was very calm, sat up and straightened his clothes slowly, then pulled Luo Fan who seemed to be stunned, and helped him button his collar.

Luo Fan let Yang Jian help him tidy up his clothes, his eyes fixed on the door, silently hurting himself: How many times was this interrupted, why did he always forget to lock the door? !

After a while, Yang Chan broke the silence: "It's wrong for you to do this!"

The two turned their heads to look over at the same time, Luo Fan touched his chin, nodded in agreement and said: "Indeed, I will remember to lock the door first next time."

Yang Chan: "..."

Chang'e: "..."

No, it's not a matter of locking or not locking the door at all!

Yang Jian didn't care, Luo Fan always couldn't grasp the important point, so the two parties who were caught and raped in bed were out of the situation at all?

"The Bodhisattva knows that if you think about it, the rules of heaven forbid adultery between men and women. The second brother is a god of justice. You should lead by example. Don't embarrass him." Yang Chan spoke earnestly, trying to persuade him from the rules of heaven, although she always disdains this one. .

Luo Fan withdrew his mind from being entangled in the weird place of "why didn't the door be locked?", realizing Yang Chan's meaning, hooked his lips, and blatantly took advantage of the sky's rules: "Yang Jian is a man, and so am I." So, The secret relationship between men and women was not established from the beginning.

Yang Chan choked, and said to herself: It's because you both are men that the problem is big, okay?

"The reconciliation of yin and yang is a matter of course. We cultivators should understand this point. There is no saying that men and men are together. This is not normal!" Yang Chan wisely changed his strategy and brought out the cycle of ethics, morality and heaven.

The corner of Luo Fan's eyes twitched: "The poor monk never takes an unusual path."

The poor monk came out with this title, and his tone was smiling, but with a bit of indescribable provocation, it can be seen that he was really depressed.That's right, Nezha was finally driven away, and Yang Chan came again. After so many times, the gods can't hold it, it must be impotence!

"There are so many things in the world, without the two of us, yin and yang will not be out of balance, and the world will not collapse." Yang Jian smiled lightly, raised his eyes and glanced at Yang Chan, "Third sister is too much in control."

Is the second brother implying that she shouldn't take care of his affairs?Yang Chan bit her lower lip. In terms of identity, she is Yang Jian's younger sister. She really has no right to control Yang Jian. She also has no intention of interfering with her brother's life. It's just that it's not good for the second brother to like anyone. He just likes a man. , It is really against human relations, not to mention the big aspects, isn't he afraid of others making irresponsible remarks and becoming the laughing stock of others?

If my mother is still alive, she must be against it!

In any case, she must stop...

Thinking of this, her hand subconsciously touched the lotus lamp hanging on her waist, and the soft light flashed away in the wick.

Is this about to start?

Luo Fan raised his hand to call out the Jade Cleansing Bottle. This was purely a conditioned reflex action. He was not at all afraid of the treasured lotus lamp, which was passed down in the Three Realms as a magic weapon. He had never seen any magic weapon during the Conferred Gods War. He didn't pay much attention to a broken lamp.

Yang Jian obviously thought so too, and he didn't think that Luo Fan and Yang Chan would fight at all, at most they would confront each other for a while, so he wasn't worried at all.

However, accidents always happen so suddenly. Luo Fan had just summoned the jade bottle, and before he could do anything, he felt his whole body froze suddenly, as if he had been frozen, and his spiritual power was draining rapidly. Now he panicked , opened his mouth and wanted to call Yang Jian, but he couldn't make a sound. For a moment, he was dripping with cold sweat, but in an instant, his eyes suddenly darkened, and his vision and sanity began to blur. The last image in his memory was Yang Jian's frowning handsome face and those pair of eyes Eyes filled with panic for an instant.

For Yang Jian to show such an expression, Luo Fan felt that something must have happened to him, and it was absolutely impossible for him to lose his spiritual power and be unable to move.

Facts have proved that he really knows Yang Jian very well.

When Luo Fan opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the grass in an unknown wilderness. Visually, he probably fell directly from the sky and gnawed his mouth full of mud.

Luo Fan didn't know what happened at all, and the spiritual power in his body showed no signs of recovery. Fortunately, there was a stream near the place where he fell. He stumbled and ran over to wash up. After several times of rinsing, he could barely suppress the smell of mud in his mouth. go down.

Sitting by the fire with his chin propped up, Luo Fan was extremely depressed. Even if he counted his decades of human life and thousands of years of his life as a god, there was never a moment as sad as it is now!He lost his spiritual power and wandered in the mortal world, unable to contact Yang Jian and Xiao Shancai. He even had no power to protect himself. The feeling is even worse than when being suppressed and tortured by the heavens or restrained in the purple bamboo forest. It is so fragile, as if it will shatter if you touch it casually.

In the hazy night, vague voices could be heard, Luo Fan turned his head to look over, and a man came along the path, dressed like a rich businessman, dressed in brocade clothes, but his actions and demeanor always have that kind of saying Not out of wretchedness.

He walked over from the corner, and when he looked up, he saw a man in white sitting by the fire, his slender back was imperceptibly lonely, his long hair was scattered like a curtain, a layer of crimson bloomed under the firelight, and he looked back inadvertently, His eyebrows are picturesque, like a banished immortal.

The wretched man was stunned for a moment, even froze in the movement of shaking the folding fan, and called out in a daze: "Fairy..."

Luo Fan smiled, then stood up abruptly and kicked a wretched man to the ground, "Fairy, your sister!" The quiet and gentle look faded from his face in an instant, and his eyes revealed a fierce look: "Quick, take off your clothes!"

Fuck, flimsy yarn!This product is simply outrageously shameless!

Hearing the words, the wretched man froze, his face turned pale, he grabbed his collar tightly with one hand, and covered his chrysanthemum with the other, "You, you... what are you going to do..."

Luo Fan was embarrassed by his action, and glanced at him with disgust: You are so handsome, so you won't be interested in you, a wretched man! ! !

"Take it off or not? If you don't take it off, you will be killed!" With a ferocious expression and a threatening tone.

"Take it off... just take it off..." The wretched man was very sensible, and took off his thick robe tremblingly.

Luo Fan snatched it over, touched the thick fluff on the collar with satisfaction, then wrapped it around his body decisively, and smiled instantly—the short oil is so warm!

The wretched man sneezed, and huddled pitifully in a ball in the cold wind, but he still unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief—it turned out that it was Jie's clothes, not Jie's sex, which scared him to death.

"master--"

A dozen servant thugs came running from a distance, surrounded the wretched man in unison, shouting at the top of their lungs, completely ignoring Luo Fan who was wearing a master's clothes and was suspected of being a robber.

The wretched man got up from the ground and slapped him across the face, "Cry ass, master, I'm not dead yet!"

"Ahem." Luo Fan coughed twice to show his presence, then stretched out his right palm and waved in front of the wretched man to call him back.

Seeing the smile on Luo Fan's face, the wretched man felt a chill down his spine, shivered subconsciously, looked around at the guards around him, finally regained his confidence, and stared at Luo Fan defensively, " Don't act rashly, we have many people!"

"I know." Luo Fan nodded perfunctorily and asked, "Where are you going?"

The wretched man snorted coldly, unwilling to open his mouth. Although this question is not a secret, he has the right to refuse to answer a robber who just robbed him, hum!

But no matter how good the plan is, there will be people who are holding back, Ding Jia, the servant, hurriedly replied: "Huashan!"

"Master, this is going to pray to the Three Holy Mothers." Jia Ding Yi added in a low voice.

The wretched man's face turned black in an instant, and this demolition has also demolished Trisso!

Luo Fan's face also turned dark, and not so good memories flooded in, Huashan, Sanshengmu, Yang Chan, Baolian Lantern, and this inexplicable loss of spiritual power... Damn!

"Sure, take me up by the way."

Although he is panicking about Yang Chan right now, the most important thing is to find an organization to solve his current situation. Personal preferences can be put aside first.

"what?!"

The wretched man was stunned, what is the situation, and he is still relying on him, could it be that... the robbery of clothes before was just a lie, is his chrysanthemum still in danger? !