You worship me, I will soar

Mo Wushuang has been a monk since he could remember, devoting himself to cultivating Taoism, reciting poems and chanting scriptures is what he must do every day, he is used to it, and he also likes it. Practice seems to be his only goal, as if he had been so calm in the past, but Later, I don't know what made his heart ripple.

He felt that he had been ascetic and crazed, but he couldn't remember them all. He only knew that he seemed to be missing something, but he didn't know where to look for it.

Day after day in a daze, he cleaned the backyard of the monastery, cleaned the fallen leaves under the plane trees, and became a sweeping monk with peace of mind.

Until one day a very beautiful bird landed on it, and he knew it was a phoenix. He had seen a portrait of a phoenix in a book.

But the phoenix in the book was not as good as the one on the tree. It was so beautiful that his heart skipped a beat. Looking into the eyes of the phoenix, his heart was beating violently, as if something was about to come out.

He cautiously approached the sycamore tree, looked up at the little phoenix, and the little phoenix also looked at him, and squeaked twice, the voice was sweet and melodious.

He took out a caramel from his bosom, stretched out his palm and slowly handed it over, for fear of scaring away Little Phoenix.

Little Fenghuang looked at it for a long time with his little head tilted, finally jumped into his palm and opened his mouth to lick the caramel, then yelled happily, took it and ate it.

Mo Wushuang laughed unconsciously. The host master said that no desire, no desire, no joy and no sorrow is the highest state of practice, but when he saw Little Phoenix, he felt both desire and joy, and it seemed that he would never become an eminent monk. But he was content with it and enjoyed it.

Since then, Little Phoenix has often come here to stay on the sycamore tree, so Mo Wushuang took the initiative to clean the backyard, seeing the master's gratifying eyes, he bowed his head guilty.

That sycamore tree is his greatest secret, and it has also become his greatest concern. If little phoenix does not come for a few days, he will frown, but if he does, he will be happy all day.

Little Phoenix always looked at him with round eyes open on the tree, until one day Little Phoenix suddenly turned into a bright young man, looked at him with a smile and said, "My name is Feng Xiaowu, I'm Fenghuang."

In an instant, thousands of flowers bloomed in front of his eyes, and Mo Wushuang knew that he had finally found what he had lost.

He said, "My name is Mo Wushuang, and I am a monk."

Feng Xiaowu likes to sit on the sycamore tree swinging his legs, eat caramel and watch Mo Wushuang sweep the floor. He wants to use magic to help Mo Wushuang, but Mo Wushuang said that cleaning is also a kind of practice.

Feng Xiaowu tilted his head, not understanding.

Mo Wushuang will tell Feng Xiaowu many stories in the world, the stories are vivid and tortuous, Mo Wushuang's voice is deep and sweet, Feng Xiaowu likes it very much, and he always listens with great interest, and the characters in the story are happy or sad.

Feng Xiaowu will also bring many precious things to Mo Wushuang, sometimes it is a feather that he has fallen, sometimes it is a cake newly made by Bai Po Po, and sometimes it is a leaf of a sycamore tree.

Except for food, Mo Wushuang cherishes everything and keeps them well.

Occasionally, Mo Wushuang would bring Feng Xiaowu with him when he went down the mountain to buy.

Feng Xiaowu always looked around curiously, but did not dare to leave Mo Wushuang's side. Whenever this time, Mo Wushuang would hook his lips and hold his hand, and Feng Xiaowu always held him back relyingly.

Feng Xiaowu never knew that a monk was a monk.

One day, at the market, he heard someone talking about monks.

He let out a "hey", then leaned close to Mo Wushuang's ear mysteriously and whispered: "Since I was young, Feng Jun told me to stay away from monks, Feng Jun must have his reasons for saying this, you hurry up!" Help me see if there are any monks around here?"

Because of his talent, the host is getting more and more valued. Mo Wushuang, who has been honored as a monk, just smiled and said nothing.

The two of them secretly got along day by day in their own world.

There is always caramel in Mo Wushuang's bosom, and the other monks think that he likes to eat it, but in fact, he is not willing to eat any of it, and saves it for the little phoenix on his heart.

Just looking at Little Phoenix, his heart was sweeter than eating caramel.

Feng Xiaowu's lips became redder and whiter, and during the time they couldn't see each other, Mo Wushuang became afraid, afraid that someone would abduct him.

He was also afraid that one day Feng Xiaowu would never come again, so when Feng Xiaowu left, he would always say: "See you next time."

The worries and expectations contained in this sentence are only known to him.

Mo Wushuang understood that his obsession had grown up, and he couldn't control his demons more and more. He began to copy the Heart Sutra over and over again, trying to suppress the desire that was spreading in his heart. In the dead of night, he always stared blankly at the parasol tree in front of the house.

What he was most afraid of happened. Feng Xiaowu didn't come to Qinglan Temple for half a month. Mo Wushuang looked at the lonely sycamore tree and clenched the broom in his hand, his eyes were dim.

When Feng Xiaowu appeared in front of him again, the tension in his heart was completely broken.

Feng Xiaowu was still ignorant and said with a sweet smile: "Grandma asked me to practice in closed doors, so I didn't have time to tell you. My mana has improved again, although it is not strong enough..."

The rest of the words were drowned between the lips and teeth, and Mo Wushuang kissed his lips, sucking the honey between the lips without hesitation.

Buddhism is originally a pure place, but he has never been a pure person.

Feng Xiaowu was stunned, then blushed, closed his eyes and let him kiss.

All this was beyond Mo Wushuang's expectation, he wanted to let out the beast in his heart to plunder wantonly, but Feng Xiaowu had obediently caught him, and he was overwhelmed with great joy, which made him very grateful.

He led Feng Xiaowu to his meditation room and took away his long-beloved stamen.

Mo Wushuang decided to leave the temple, his heart was no longer calm, no matter how long he practiced, it would be futile, he didn't belong here, Feng Xiaowu's side was where he belonged.

When Feng Xiaowu took Mo Wushuang's hand and put it on her stomach, and said with a blushing face that he was pregnant, Mo Wushuang was both surprised and happy, feeling that there was nothing else she could ask for in life.

A bright future is waiting for them, but they didn't expect to change suddenly overnight.

The senior brother actually discovered the existence of Feng Xiaowu, and mistakenly thought that he was a monster who tempted him, so he told the master.

The master set up a net to arrest Feng Xiaowu, and it was too late when Mo Wushuang found out.

Mo Wushuang looked at Feng Xiaowu who was tortured by the formation, his eyes were tearing, and he knelt down and cried bitterly.

Every drop of blood that Feng Xiaowu shed was like a needle piercing into his heart, densely packed with severe pain.

The master was furious: "Sinister! Don't forget that you are going to cultivate to become a fairy!"

Mo Wushuang smiled bitterly, he knew that from the first time he saw Feng Xiaowu, his heart had been moved and he could no longer become a fairy.

The situation in the sky changed drastically, and the red seal between the eyebrows floated.

He rushed to the crown in a rage, and became enchanted in an instant.

There is no turning back.

……

Many years later, on the main hall of the Demon Realm, a little demon who accidentally broke into the Demon Realm knelt on the ground tremblingly.

No matter how much the little demon pleaded, the Demon Lord with a red mark between his eyebrows was unmoved, just sat there without saying a word!It seemed that he was out of sight at all.

The little demon knelt on the ground tremblingly, despairing in his heart. Hearing that this Demon Lord was cruel, now that he was in his hands, he didn't know how he would torture himself.

Xiao Yao was silently mourning for the tragedy he was about to encounter, when he suddenly remembered that he once heard a friend from the demon world say that the demon king fears nothing but his queen.

The little demon's heart moved, he turned his neck carefully, raised his head to look at the side of the Demon Lord, and sure enough, he saw a soft-faced man in white sitting beside the Demon Lord.

Seeing his panicked face, the man showed a comforting smile.

When he smiled, his brows and eyes were curved, his face looked softer, people couldn't help but feel close to him, Xiao Yao's heart relaxed, he couldn't help but smile back, but suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

He turned his head to look, only to see Mozun looking at him coldly, his gaze was like a sharp sword.

The little demon was so frightened that he knelt on the ground in an instant, trembling all over, not daring to raise his head.

It was only later that he realized that the man should be the Demon Queen. Rumor has it that the Demon Lord has a strong desire to possess the Demon Queen, so he dared to stare at the Demon Queen... The little demon felt regretful and wished he could turn back time.

He lowered his head and stared at the ground, when the Queen's voice sounded, he said softly: "This little demon is still young, and he made an unintentional mistake, so please let him go."

Mozun finally opened his mouth, with a loving tone and a smile.

"You are still so soft-hearted."

The Mozun laughed enough, then waved his hand and said to the little demon coldly: "I'll forgive you this time, and I won't commit any more crimes in the future, just step back."

The little demon hurriedly kowtowed to thank her. Before leaving, she dared not raise her head but couldn't help being curious, so she carefully moved her gaze up to take a sneak peek, and what caught her eyes was the hands of the Demon Lord and the Demon Queen.