The mountain ghost blows out the lights

Xiao Taozhi took a few people to the same room that Shen Lianxing and Yan Jinping were entertained that day.

The furnishing in the room has not changed, it is still neat and exquisite, with soft cushions everywhere, very suitable for chatting.It's just that the people who came back are different, and no one is in the mood to drink, no matter how delicate the arrangement is, it's useless.

Yan Jinping heard the commotion downstairs when he was upstairs.He was originally restless and restless, and when he lay down—especially on Shen Lianxing's bed—he couldn't help but start thinking wildly. Now he had a chance, so he quickly got up from the bed as if he had been pardoned, and gave I found an excuse and ran out to watch the fun.

When he came out, he saw Shen Lianxing who was following behind Xiao Taozhi and the others. After all, he had substituted this person into his various fantasies just now, so he couldn't help feeling guilty for a while, and turned his eyes away from him.

Shen Lianxing had no such scruples.He had researched his own thoughts thoroughly, wishing he could simply abduct Boss Yan, and enduring this impulse all the time, his goal was quite clear, and he would not feel shy about it.

Like a hunter in ambush, he holds his breath when facing his prey, and his temporary patience is just to find the most suitable time to shoot.

But in the end, it's because he hasn't been able to adjust his mood well recently. He was afraid that he would see Yan Jinping too much at this time, and he would make some trouble uncontrollably, so he didn't say much, just nodded slightly.

Xiao Taozhi has a lot of worries, now he has no time to take care of the two of them, the old monk doesn't know who this is, and He Zigui seems to be out of his mind, he doesn't care about anything at all, so the two of them also entered the room logically, and found a Sitting in the corner by himself.

Zhenhuang stood outside the door in a respectful manner, not knowing if he was concerned about the mood of his shopkeeper, so he guarded obediently and did not come in.

There is not much room in the corner, and the two stools are placed side by side. It seems that there is still some distance between them. Yan Jinping chose the place at random. point.

——Arm to arm, leg to leg, Shen Lianxing is such a person with a strong presence, it's hard to ignore.

Originally, neither of them would care about this kind of thing, but now they are all secretly entangled in their hearts.

Yan Jinping thought it was too close, but Shen Lianxing thought it was too far away.

Boss Yan wanted to move the stool farther away, but was also worried that his movements would be too obvious, so Shen Lianxing endured and endured at the side for just a moment of hesitation, but finally he couldn't hold back, and grabbed Yan Jinping and hung it by his side hand.

Yan Jinping: ...

What is this for?

He pulled it out twice symbolically, but he didn't pull it out. Shen Lianxing looked normal, but his hand was strong. Although it didn't hurt him, if he didn't use some strength, he would definitely be inseparable.

If they break free forcefully, it will definitely attract the attention of the little Taozhi and the old monk, which is even worse, and it is not in line with the two people's original intention of not attracting attention.

Yan Jinping paused for a moment, then just let him go as if nothing happened.

How fresh is it?He spurned himself in his heart, as if he hadn't encountered anyone for many years, looking forward and backward, so that he was hopeless.

While thinking this way, he also secretly closed his fingers and closed Shen Lianxing's hand.

He was still wearing the ring that Shen Lianxing had given him before, and he usually didn't feel it, and Yan Jinping almost forgot about it, but now it was lying between the fingers of the two of them, and his sense of existence was stronger than ever.

The windows of the room were open, and the cool night breeze brought the fragrance of flowers outside the building into the room.There was another sound of bells, fluttering and flickering, making people unable to tell where the source was.

……

There was an undercurrent between the two of them, but Xiao Taozhi at the other end of the room was not so peaceful. The old monk made trouble when he came up, and he didn't give her a chance to breathe.

Not at her, but at He Zigui.

The old monk had a bad expression and snorted coldly: "You say what I say?"

He Zigui lowered his head slightly, neither moving nor making a sound.

The old monk was very dissatisfied with his refusal to cooperate, but he finally endured it: "Since you don't want to face it, then I will."

He turned his head and said bluntly to Xiao Taozhi: "Give up, you guys can't make it."

Xiao Taozhi forced a smile and said, "Your words..."

"You are a demon." The old monk said, "Isn't it?"

Xiao Taozhi couldn't laugh anymore, she glanced at He Zigui, seeing that he still had no expression, she had to grit her teeth and admit, "Yes."

What about demons?The old monk's tone was not good. After all, Xiao Taozhi was a proud girl. She was not convinced, and argued: "I planned to tell him in two days, but I didn't want to keep it a secret."

It's just, it's just that she and He Zigui haven't known each other for a long time, and it's just that she hasn't had time.

And she still hasn't figured out something: "Who are you after talking for so long?"

Although Xiao Taozhi likes He Zigui, it's not to the point where anyone can question the two of them.Where did this old monk come from, to disrupt her plan?

If it wasn't for He Zigui's face, Xiao Taozhi would not be so polite to him.

The old monk looked at her, then at He Zigui, and said: "The poor monk's dharma name is read empty, unfortunately, he is the master of this unfilial disciple."

Xiao Taozhi: "..."

Her attitude changed immediately, and her expression was no longer forced. She smiled warmly and said, "It turns out that it is Master Niankong who has admired his name for a long time. I'm sorry and disrespectful."

In fact, she doesn't know who Nian Kong is, but this old monk is He Zigui's master, if she still wants to have a good relationship with He Zigui, she must not offend him for no reason.

Master Niankong didn't like her, and let out a breath from his nose: "Don't get close to me."

Most of the monks are calm, and most of them have a calm mind.A monk with such an expression of anger and emotion like Niankong - or a master who has taught such a pure and ascetic disciple - is somewhat rare.

"I just ask you." Master Niankong said again, "Can you give up?"

He didn't say what to give up specifically, obviously what he meant was Hezigui.

Xiao Taozhi didn't speak for a long time.

She peeked at He Zigui's reaction, but He Zigui didn't respond at all, and she didn't know how much she had listened to the conversation between the two.

"Look at you...look at what you said." She sighed slightly, and said with a wry smile, "Is this something I can give up when I say I want to give up?"

"Even if you insist on disapproving, I still like him."

The girl's voice was very soft, as if a gust of wind would blow it away in the smoke and dust.

He Zigui finally moved, he trembled indistinctly, and fiddled with the prayer beads wrapped around his palm for a long time before he managed to fiddle with one.

Master Niankong looked at Xiao Taozhi for a while, as if he was judging whether she was telling the truth.

Xiao Taozhi's heart was not empty, and he let Niankong scrutinize him without avoiding it.

"...Forget it." Nian Kong suddenly said, "In this case, I will tell you why you can't like him."

What other reason can there be, isn't it just the rules and regulations that monks should not act rashly?

Xiao Taozhi knew about these restrictions a long time ago, she had studied them since the first day she saw He Zigui, but she felt that none of them could restrain her.

Hezigui's six roots are pure, but she is not; Hezigui cannot be tempted, but she moves early; Hezigui doesn't like her and wants to avoid her, it doesn't matter.She knew what she was doing, and she just tried her best, and even if it didn't work out in the end, at least she wouldn't regret it.

She has never crossed the border, and all the means of pursuit are within the acceptable range of He Zigui. At most, she just visits him from time to time, and throws a few peach branches in full bloom into the room from the window.

In recent days, she almost saw hope, and almost thought that the other party had the same mood as herself.How can Xiao Taozhi be willing to ask her to give up at this time?

She then said, "You said so."

At the same time, she secretly made up her mind that no matter what Master Niankong wanted to say, she would call it like a bird, and her will would not be shaken.

"Zigui... is a child I picked up." The old monk is very old, and monks pay attention to letting nature take its course, and he didn't use any special methods to preserve his face. His face was wrinkled like dried orange peel Speaking of ancient times, he has a kind-hearted temperament, which has diluted his unreasonableness a lot.

Inside and outside the house, everyone listened carefully.

"Do you know what a natural Buddha bone is?" Master Niankong asked Xiao Taozhi.

Xiao Taozhi didn't know, she shook her head in a daze.

She didn't know, but Yan Jinping, who was listening in the corner, had heard of it.Thoughts were spinning very fast in his mind, he vaguely guessed what Nian Kong was trying to say, and couldn't help but clenched Shen Lianxing's fingers.

——Immediately aware of his movements, he paid attention to his image and relaxed again, not wanting Shen Lianxing to notice his emotional changes.

Shen Lianxing was half-focused on him, how could he not notice it?However, he didn't want to embarrass Yan Jinping, so he smiled to himself and thoughtfully pretended that he didn't find anything.

Niankong was still talking.

Natural Buddha bones are a kind of physique.

People with this physique may not be able to practice Buddhism, but they are the most suitable candidates to enter this door.

Before it is completed, it is also the most precious tonic that is coveted by evil spirits.

He Zigui...is such a child.

He was originally born in an ordinary village in the middle of the mountains.

The village is well hidden, and its scale is very small. It cannot be considered as a city at all. It can only be regarded as a larger settlement at best.The people there don't know what is Buddha or not, demons or not, they just live their lives peacefully, and occasionally go out to exchange some survival materials with the outside world.

But one day, He Zigui, who was still a child, went to fetch water from the river, and picked up a bird with half of its wing broken by the river.

The little bird was half dead, its wings seemed to be torn apart by something, and it was limply drooping to one side, it was just one step away from dying, but it was still hanging on its life.

He Zi turned to kindness and rescued it back to his home. Although he didn’t know if it would be successful, it was better than nothing to help the bird wrap its wings and feed it well, hoping to release it back to the forest one day.

The little bird was wary at first, but then gradually softened. He would also jump up and down when He Zigui was feeding it, tilting his head to rub against the hand that the child extended.

At that time, He Zigui didn't know that it was the servant of a ferocious monster, and he didn't know what kind of natural Buddha bone he was.

But he didn't know, but the little bird saw it.

...and after recovering from the injury, he told his master about it.

Master Niankong happened to be passing by at that time, and when he saw the evil aura and bloody light, he knew that something was wrong, so he hurried over.Unfortunately, when he came to the village, it was already too late.

The little bird stood on the shoulder of the monster, brutally killing everyone in the village, just to find out the whereabouts of He Zigui.

Maybe the villagers really didn't know, maybe it was to protect He Zigui, in short, the monster didn't ask anything, and vented its anger angrily. After leaving the village, He Zigui was still alive and well.

Niankong rushed over and saw the only surviving Hezigui, the child was digging a hole silently with a big shovel on his thin body.

He didn't know how long he had been digging like this. There were wounds on his palms, and he couldn't use his strength anymore. There were piles of broken corpses of villagers around him.

He Zigui has no expression, his bones glow faintly with golden light, Niankong can understand what happened in this place at a glance.

"Son, you are destined to be with me." The old monk stretched out a hand to him, without forcing him, but just asked him, "Will you come with me?"

The little He Zigui wiped off the blood on his face, and his voice was hoarse: "Where are you going?"

Niankong didn't make a move, simply squatted down, and said very plainly: "Go home—or become a Buddha, it's okay, which one do you choose?"

He Zifu chose to become a Buddha.