A rain disrupted the mood of the two people.
Snap.
Rain fell down his face.
Xia Zhichan looked at the beautiful face so close and swallowed unnaturally, wanting to moisturize her dry throat first.
"I……"
What did I say... what did I say just now, what should I say now, and what should I say next.
My mind became a mess.
Jiang Qin's eyes widened. A few strands of hair on her temples were wetted by the rain and stuck to her pink cheeks.
Her fair skin was like the clouds after the rain, and was dyed red little by little as if the sun was setting.
At this moment, God is also doing his best.
The patter of raindrops stopped, and even the lazy clouds in the sky moved their bloated bodies away to let out the sun behind them.
The blue sky after the rain is so pleasant.
The soft sunlight also fell, just falling on the boat floating on the lake, and on the two people on the boat, who were almost touching each other.
"If you... don't say anything, I'll take it as your promise."
Xia Zhichan didn't actually want to say this, but his brain seemed to be a little rusty after being wetted by the light rain, and some inexplicable words came out automatically.
The man's eyes were burning, a bit hotter than the sun in the sky.
The woman avoided looking at each other. She lowered her eyes, her slender eyelashes trembling slightly.
She didn't say anything, so she agreed.
The nails of his left hand tapped lightly on the palm, and the words written by the master were still clearly visible. I wonder if this day was destined to come since I came down the mountain.
"I...I am..."
Xia Zhichan was usually a very eloquent person, but now she was clumsy and unable to speak a complete sentence.
He pursed his lips, knowing that he should say something more, but his tongue and lips struggled for a long time and still couldn't say a word.
Otherwise, proceed directly to the next step...
In fact, he shouldn't be so anxious. He should slow down his tone a little, stabilize his and the other party's emotions, and then move on to the next step.
But his brain was shut down, and Jiang Qin remained silent.
For a moment, I didn’t know what to do about this matter.
Xia Zhichan didn't know what he was thinking. Maybe his body was one step faster than his brain. He directly stretched out his right hand to grab the woman's wrist.
The person in front of me is like the moon, and the bright wrist is covered with frost and snow.
Gently pushing open the rain-soaked cuffs, the man's fingers touched the woman's jade-like skin.
This move made the blush on Jiang Qin's face even worse. She didn't even dare to raise her eyes to look at the man who was already breathing. The light in her eyes was like a pool of lake water wrinkled by the spring breeze, with sparkling waves. ripples.
The slender legs were crossed together, and the alluring curves that were originally covered by the wide robe were now fully exposed by the rain.
She bit her lower lip gently, because only in this way could she suppress the sense of shame rising in her heart, and the thought of running away immediately could only be a thought.
"Well……"
Where the skin meets, something seems to have come in.
…
"Amitabha……"
Zen Master Fu Kong smiled and took a step forward, blocking Taoist Chimei's path.
He first clasped his hands and recited a Buddhist chant in a low voice, and then did not speak in a hurry, but waited for the person in front of him to speak first.
"Zen Master Fu Kong, why are you blocking my way?"
Chimei frowned. He originally planned to go to Jiang Qin today. After all, the two were disciples of the Taoist sect and should be closer than Xia Zhichan and Fu Kong.
Although Jiang Qin didn't think so.
He felt that Jiang Qin had gotten a little close to Xia Zhichan who was trapped in Longshan recently, although there was no evidence.
Except for the fact that Jiang Qin and Xia Zhichan appeared together when they went to Nangong's house to eliminate demons, the two of them did not show too much closeness in front of Chimei. Jiang Qin even said... Treat Xia Zhichan deliberately indifferently.
There was obviously no evidence that the two were close, but there was a faint restlessness in Chimei's heart.
This uneasiness was like a seedling taking root in his heart these days, and then growing up little by little.
It will explode one day.
"Amitabha."
Following the name of the Buddha, Zen Master Fu Kong, who was the first to notice the abnormality, stood in front of Chimei.
Although Chimei was unhappy, she was also wary of the other party's cultivation and identity, and did not dare to offend him easily. After all, Zen Master Fukong is a disciple of the abbot of Wanfo Mountain. Compared with Longhu Mountain, he should be the direct disciple of Tianshi.
"Buddha said that there is no limit to the sea of suffering and you can only find the shore again."
Zen Master Fukong is blind, but his mind is like a clear mirror. He talks about the principles in Buddhist scriptures and exudes a soft and warm temperament.
"Haha, I'm not in the mood to listen to your lectures on Buddhist scriptures right now."
Chimei could only sneer twice. He was about to turn around and leave, but he narrowed his eyes because of the sudden dazzling sunlight.
The dazzling light came from behind Zen Master Fu Kong.
It was a rising sun.
The Dharma of Buddhism is so profound that it is said that Zen Master Bodhi was able to cultivate three different golden bodies with one person, among which the Dharma Body of the Great Sun Tathagata is the most famous.
The bright sun, although it emits dazzling light, will not harm everything in the world. It will always treat everything with warm and soft light. No matter it is beautiful or ugly, all will be treated equally by the light.
Although it is said that there was a vision of burning the sky in ten days in ancient times, it was so long ago that the truth of the matter can no longer be distinguished.
Chimei is not afraid of the sun because its light is harmless. But he still took several steps back in an instant, and spit out his natal sword at the same time.
The plum-blossom sword lies horizontally facing the wind.
He is not afraid of the sun, but he is afraid of the Dharmakaya that appears under the sun.
The golden body, which is ten feet tall, has muscles all over the body like a dragon. King Kong's eyes are wide open with anger, so he can be attacked by demons from all directions.
"Master, you and I are both decent people. Why are you making an enemy of me today? What's the reason?"
Chimei stood with her sword horizontally and asked sternly.
This was because the opponent was Zen Master Fu Kong who was in the Dengtang realm, and he couldn't beat him at all, so although he was very wary, he didn't take action rashly.
If the opponent had been Xia Zhichan, Chimei would have slashed him with a sword by now.
"Buddha said, put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately."
Zen Master Fukong clasped his hands together, closed his eyes tightly and said another sentence.
The sun behind him was held by the Angry Eyes Vajra in both hands and held high in the air, as if it were a statue made of gold.
Hearing Zen Master Fu Kong's voice, Akame inexplicably wanted to drop the long sword in her heart.
Although he soon felt the strange fluctuations in his heart, and then silently recited the Tao Jue to drive out the sudden thought.
Although there is only a short moment, the outcome of the duel often lies in this moment.
Chimei knew that if Zen Master Fu Kong had attacked just now while he was distracted, it would be absolutely impossible for him to block it.
The final result must be that Zen Master Fu Kong won him with one move.
But the other party didn't do this.
"Master, what exactly do you want to do?"
Chimei simply put away her sword. She couldn't beat him anyway. If the opponent wanted to kill her, he would have done it long ago, and he would not leave himself a chance to struggle.
"It's nothing. The old monk just feels that fellow Taoist Chimei has been worried recently. Maybe he was depleted by evil spirits before."
What Zen Master Fu Kong told is the truth, but not the whole truth. Chimei's spirit was indeed damaged due to her previous experience at Nangong's house, but it was not serious. His main problem is actually that his heart has been dusty recently, and some thoughts that he shouldn't have always appear in his mind.
"Is that so? Master, I've really been feeling uncomfortable recently..."
Zen Master Fu Kong deliberately showed off his Dharmakaya, not to scare Chimei, but to take the opportunity to use Buddhism to dispel the evil spirits that might be hanging in his heart.
Helping Nan Er expel evil spirits was like using a thin needle to draw an ink painting on a slate, which required both precision and perseverance.
But helping Chimei doesn't have to be so troublesome. Zen Master Fu Kong revealed his Dharmakaya, just like changing the carving tool from a thin needle to various swords, guns, swords and halberds, and the object to be carved changed from an ink painting to a stone.
"Amitabha……"
Zen Master Fukong looked at Chimei, who didn't see anything strange, and wondered whether he had guessed wrong. The other party was not invaded by evil spirits, but he always felt that something was wrong.
He did not expect that Chimei's Taoist heart was not dusted because of the evil spirit entering her body, but because of her various obsessions that finally distorted her Taoist heart.
Methods to expel evil spirits are naturally ineffective against red plums.
After all, you can get rid of things that don't belong in his body, but you can't change back things that have changed in him.
Zen Master Fu Kong stood in front of Chimei, who could only stand helplessly under the gaze of Vajra Dharmakaya.
Then an hour passed.
"Old bald donkey! What are you doing? You actually took my money and still dare to be lazy..."
Nan Er's roar came from not far away.
Today was the last time he went to Zen Master Bukong to expel evil spirits. His heart was bleeding when he thought that every time he read Buddhist scriptures that he couldn't understand, he had to collect a whole gold ingot.
Usually he was annoyed when Zen Master Fu Kong recited Buddhist sutras, but today he righteously asked him to recite Buddhist sutras for four hours, and he also wanted to make up for what he had done in the previous few days.
Otherwise, you will suffer a big loss!
But Nan Er really didn't like Buddhist scriptures and could fall asleep without even listening to a cup of tea. Zen Master Fu Kong used this time to come out of the house and block Chimei's way.
But now Nan Er woke up and found that the old monk who was supposed to continue chanting sutras for him was missing, and he immediately became furious.
I spent money! You can't take my money and let me be lazy!
Even the little novice who was squatting aside was glared at by Nan Er several times. He was so frightened that he quickly ran away holding Jin Yuanbao on his chest.
"Amitabha……"
Zen Master Fukong frowned and could only put away the Vajra Dharmakaya, turned around and returned to his yard.
If Chimei was granted amnesty, she took up her sword and flew away without missing a second.
"One hour...should be enough time."
Zen Master Fu Kong said so.
