As crazy as a violent storm, they are doing entangled things on the lotus platform, such a holy place.
No matter what, it seems...
Don't care about anything anymore.
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The Buddha instantly opened his crimson eyes.
In front of the bathing platform, mist filled the air.
The sandalwood is still there, still peaceful.
There is no alluring floral fragrance, nor is there that soft body.
There was nothing but the cold string of beads and the coolness that filled the room.
The Buddha lowered his long eyelashes, his chest rose and fell slightly, and his breath seemed a little chaotic.
The water in the bath was warm, but compared to the temperature of his body at this time, it was like ice water, slowly calming him down.
He sat quietly for a long time, his delicate and indifferent eyebrows still showing no sadness, no joy, no desire or desire.
When the physical desire gradually subsided, he stood up and put on the Buddhist robe again.
Lotus grows step by step, and the coldness comes out of the dust.
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The second day.
The woman, who had changed into an elegant aqua-blue long tube top dress, once again stood at the door of Tai Chi Palace with a smile on her face, greeting the waiter who came to open the door.
The beauty is delicate and charming, and her aqua blue dress is dotted with tiny bits of light, just like the stars in the sky.
The waiter was stunned again and stood behind the door in shock for a while.
But soon, he came to his senses and hurriedly invited her in.
Waiter Ananda had said before that if this fairy comes to visit, he should just welcome her in without asking the venerable first.
The waiter had some doubts, but he still obeyed.
So, after welcoming her in, the waiter led her to wait in the courtyard, and then he went to communicate.
While Yun Si was waiting, she cast a spell at will and hung a swing on the tree.
Sit on the swing and swing freely.
The aqua blue skirt is beautiful and conspicuous under the green shade, like a dancing butterfly.
The leaves on the tree swayed with the movement of the swing, making a rustling sound.
The light floral fragrance seems to be floating out, lingering in the shade of the trees, light and pleasant to smell.
Yun Si waited for a while, and then saw the plain white figure.
The Buddha was of pure color and walked steadily. He stood there and looked at her quietly, his eyes empty and unclear.
Yun Si was swinging on the swing, blinked, and jumped off the swing neatly.
Clap your hands, run over with a smile, put your hands together and salute.
"Hello, little master, I'm here again."
She is shameless and comes when she has time.
He didn't do much, just chat with him, play chess, or drink tea.
It's so well-behaved that you can't fault it at all.
The Buddha, who was as cold as a lotus, had peaceful brows and lowered his eyes to salute.
"Amitabha, good morning, donor."
Her indifferent and delicate eyebrows showed no emotion, just like usual.
Yun Si looked at him, and then rummaged through the small cloth bag she was carrying in front of him.
He took out a small cloth bag from inside and handed it to him.
"Little Master, um... you gave me a gift yesterday. I went back and thought about it, and I still felt that I should return the gift."
"But...you are a monk, and you lack and need nothing. I don't know what to give you."
"So I thought about it and decided to give you something to eat."
She watched him take it and then wring his fingers, seeming a little embarrassed.
"Although... the appearance may be a little bad, I tried it and the taste... is still okay, so I hope you don't mind the appearance."
(End of chapter)
