The paranoid male protagonist has been coveting me for a long time [Quick Transmigration]

Ji Qing didn't bring any attendants, so he personally led Shanfa to a deserted house.When buying a new house, the scholar asked Ji Qing where the best place was. Ji Qing thought that he was a demon and should live far away from the market, so he asked the scholar to buy it somewhere remote.

Is a scholar educated and talented? The mansion he chose is located in a place of good geomantic omen, surrounded by mountains and rivers. Although it is far away from the hustle and bustle, it is also a picturesque scenery. No matter whether it is spring, summer, autumn or winter, you can have a good time. interest.

"Little Master, this is here." After tens of feet away, Ji Qing pointed to the house deep in the bamboo forest.

Ji Qing's tone was very frivolous, and the titles were changed. Sometimes he called Shanfa by his name, and sometimes he respectfully called him little master.

On the way back, he made a special trip to inquire about Shanfa, and found out that Shanfa turned out to be the eldest disciple of Baiyun Temple.

There are even more rumors that say without shame that the good dharma is to hope that the World Honored One will be reincarnated, and only wait for the enlightenment of Nirvana, and the completion of merits and virtues to become a Buddha.

With such a powerful person, Ji Qing naturally didn't feel that the monster aura on his body could hide it from him, maybe Shanfa could have seen his real body at the first sight.

So Ji Qing is even more relaxed.He thought about it again and again. At this moment, he retreated timidly behind Shanfa, "Little Master, you are a monk, so you are not afraid of evil spirits, but I am a poor woman, I'm really scared, so I'd better go ahead with my little master."

Shanfa just glanced at him indifferently, seeing his crooked eyebrows and smiling face, he didn't look scared, knowing that the fox demon was playing around, he ignored him, pushed open the door and walked in .

The desolate house is not actually desolate, but it is located in a remote place, the surrounding weeds grow wildly, and there is no one to take care of the house. Occasionally, there are beggars passing by the door overnight. Several layers of ash.

The Zhang Xu high wall extends to both sides, separating the inner and outer space. It is morning, and there are no eerie things in the rumors, but this house has already become a haunted house in the eyes of everyone, revealing people The daunting silence.

Shanfa went in quietly, with very light steps, as if he had abandoned the four aspects of human beings and self, without sadness or joy, and from the beginning to the end, he only asked that slightly outrageous sentence.

Ji Qing followed behind Shanfa, pulling his sleeves and ran in small steps, wondering why this monk was so tall and his steps were so big that he couldn't keep up with his elders, "little master Go slowly, Qing'er won't be able to keep up."

Look at how thick-skinned this fox demon is, playing weak in front of a person who is ten years younger than him, and calling himself "Qing'er" coquettishly. Could it be that he regards himself as a yellow flower girl in the boudoir.

Unexpectedly, Shanfa actually slowed down as promised.

However, Ji Qing didn't stop and bumped into Shanfa.Ji Qing's forehead bumped into the back of his neck, and his face turned red immediately. When he raised his eyes, his eyes were already blurred with tears, and he complained softly, "You are too tough."

As a fox, Ji Qing was still a cub who had just grown up, and when he was among the humans, he was a delicate and frail one served by servants, a slight bump could leave red marks on his body, and it was all From time to time, it was the maids or the men who admired him, rubbing medicine on him to coax him.

But Shanfa is neither his maid, nor an ordinary man, he has always been giving alms, and he has no heart of pity and sympathy.

Shanfa's voice sounded like a sigh: "The poor monk cultivates the vajra indestructible body."

Ji Qing: "..."

Ji Zhuotao endured the sense of absurdity and complained: "...he actually cultivated a vajra indestructible body?!"

This person really has a deep connection with Buddhism...

Xiaobai held back his smile and said, "Come on, I'm optimistic about you."

Shanfa is lenient and generous, indifferent to Ji Qing's little affectation.Ji Qing's evil tastes are stronger, he is no better than a human, he is old, and his mind is growing slowly. Even though he is nearly thirty, Ji Qing still has a youthful temper.

But speaking of it, after all these years, Ji Qing could only reveal his true temperament in front of Shanfa.It's also funny, Ji Qing feels that getting along with this enemy is more comfortable than getting along with other people.

"Be careful where you step." Shanfa stretched out his hand to stop Ji Qing, and looked down to see that it was a small formation drawn with blood.

The evil spirits in this house are really presumptuous, and those who dare to show these evil things out.Shanfa did not know what mantra he recited, the color of the formation became lighter and lighter, and finally a wisp of black smoke condensed out, the formation disappeared, followed by a burst of sharp and abrupt laughter, hoarse and harsh, laughing It's worse than crying.

But this paradoxical laughter only appeared for a few seconds, and soon disappeared, probably a trace of evil in this formation.

This just shows that there are really evil spirits here, and the lives caused by the incident are probably true.

Ji Qing tentatively asked: "Little master, can you see what this evil spirit is?"

Shanfa withdrew his gaze and said softly, "Never."

Since Shanfa didn't expose his identity, Ji Qing was protected by him with peace of mind, avoiding all kinds of spell formations along the way.

When the two of them entered the inner courtyard, they saw a room, and Ji Qing pulled the good law into it like a stream of kindness, and said with a smile: "Little master, I remember that there is a Buddha statue in this room, and it is difficult for evil spirits to invade. First, go and have a look inside." Bar."

After all, it is also Ji Qing's new house. After the scholar's death, Ji Qing often comes here to visit. Everything here is designed and placed by the scholar himself, including the mandarin duck calligraphy and painting, the sculpture of suppressing evil spirits, the Four Seasons Garden...all are the scholar's good expectations for the future.

He didn't have time to read it before the scholar died.

After the scholar died, Ji Qing deeply engraved every flower and tree here in his mind.

Ji Qing's expression was perfect, without revealing a trace of nostalgia, but Shanfa seemed to feel Ji Qing's deeply buried feelings, looked at him deeply, and finally said in a low voice: "Benefactor, your obsession is too deep .”

Ji Qing sneered and said, "It's not obsession."

He doesn't admit it, a demon can never be obsessed with it.

A demon is not a human being, he has the seven emotions and six desires, once infected with any kind of obsession, it will be the beginning of eternal doom.

There are so many goblins who were moved by their hearts and feelings, but did not end well in the end.

Ji Qing thinks he is not that kind of poor fairy.

So Ji Qing said, "There is no obsession, just thoughts."

Shanfa saw that his mouth was stubborn, so he didn't ask any further questions, but said: "Looking is born from the heart, has the benefactor ever regretted it?"

Ji Qing doesn't like to talk so politely with others, so it's fine to talk sweetly and congratulate others when doing business, and he doesn't like to speak like this in normal times, but after all, this is a monk who has just protected him and hasn't exposed his identity.

So Ji Qing didn't want to be perfunctory, he racked his brains to come up with an excuse, and said: "Take this bell as an example, I don't like its sound, but I like the symbolic meaning of its sound."

"I don't like the beauty of the mountains and rivers, but I like the right to freely choose to watch the scenery."

"I love my choice. And never regret it?"

The things in the past were done rashly, according to his mood, naturally there is nothing to regret, and what he could choose was the best choice at that time.

But the words are simple, it seems that he doesn't care, and he doesn't miss it.

Obviously, there are memories between the lines.

Ji Qing tried his best to cover it up, but Shanfa saw it clearly. Not regretting it doesn't mean he has no obsession.

This is the study.

When Ji Qing entered the door, he saw that the wall on the side was specially used for Buddhist altars, and the Buddha statues in the altars had kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

The Buddha statues are all kinds of strange things, even different places. Anyway, no one has seen the Buddha. Some people think that the Buddha is a vajra with an indestructible body, which is naturally beautiful.

Ji Qing suddenly became curious, and turned to look at Shanfa, "Little Master, are all the monks in your temple as good-looking as you?"

Monks are common, but good-looking monks are not.

The aura of Shanfa is like an orchid in the empty valley. He serves in front of the Buddha all the year round, and there is a faint smell lingering around him, like the fragrance of red sandalwood.

Shanfa said: "No."

Ji Qing smiled, and said strangely: "Are you admitting that you are good-looking?"

Shanfa clasped his hands together and said sincerely, "Monks don't tell lies."

The dusty smell in the room is a bit heavy, and when the light beam shines in through the window, you can even see the fine particles floating in the light beam, entangled and bleak.

The Buddha statue was hidden in the shadows, and its closed brows and eyes suddenly opened slightly, with a slight arc that no one noticed.

Shanfa stood opposite Ji Qing, standing in front of the window, elegant and quiet, as if knowing the fate of all known things, he just looked at him calmly.

The monk's facial features became more and more familiar, and Ji Qing's heart beat wildly.

Why didn't I notice it before?

Maybe it's because it's been too long and there are too many chores in life, and I haven't remembered the scholar's face for a long time.

But at this moment, in this place full of scholars, memories about him flooded Ji Qing's mind uncontrollably.

Ji Qing's mind was full of fog, all other thoughts were thrown away, and he only had eyes for this person in front of him.

Aside from other things, the monk's lips and eyes are beautiful: the lips are red without any trace, as bright as blood; the eyes are like white porcelain plates with ink spots, which are breathtaking.

How could a monk have such a sentimental face?When these eyes look at you, you will feel that it is affectionate.

It's just that his ordinary monk robe makes him look more extraordinary.

And the monk's brows and eyes without any warmth froze the somewhat circulating affection.

It's not like that again, the scholar is not like this, the scholar has never had such cold eyes.The scholar has always been gentle and considerate to him.

Ji Qing's eyes became more and more blurred, as if he was looking at someone else through Shanfa, and he wanted to find that person.What followed was an inexplicable impulse in his body.

His eyes sank, his body became heavier and heavier, and he couldn't control it.

It seemed that the monk's worried words came from afar, "Donor beware, there are illusions in this room."

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