Chapter 4 Fallen Angel VS Little Monk (2)
Out of curiosity, Qing Diao was planning to see if the golden light really hurt Ji Jiu, whose strength was unfathomable.
However, before it could turn its head, it was tied up by vines that suddenly came to life.
From head to toe, the green sculpture was completely wrapped into a rice dumpling by the vines in the forest.
“So, you like me to strip naked and eat you.”
That's right, Shijiu was stripped naked by that golden light.
At this time, Shijiu was naked and standing in front of Chang Kong.
Seeing this scene, Chang Kong felt the heat on his face for the first time.
"Amitabha, Namo..."
Chang Kong, who was no longer restrained by Shijiu, looked at Shijiu's naked appearance, and was a little stunned.
When Chang Kong came to his senses, he quickly closed his eyes tightly and kept chanting the Buddhist Pure Heart Mantra.
But his reaction was slower after all, and he still saw it.
Chang Kong has seen both what should be seen and what should not be seen.
So, Chang Kong, who was chanting the Heart-Cleaning Mantra quickly with his head down and his eyes closed, not only his ears were red, but his face was also red, and even the depths of his neck were red and feverish.
Shijiu tilted his head and looked at Chang Kong's shameful expression, which he found very interesting.
For the first time, she felt that people could be so interesting.
"Little monk, you have to be responsible for me."
Shijiu stood there, looked at Chang Kong and said with a smile.
Even what I call myself becomes ‘I’ inadvertently.
After hearing Shijiu's words, Chang Kong felt a little turbulent. He opened his eyes suddenly, saw that Shijiu was still naked, and quickly closed his eyes again.
"Amitabha," Chang Kong recited a few more verses of the Pure Heart Mantra quickly, and then said: "Donor, please put on your clothes."
"Give me your clothes."
Shijiu approached Changkong step by step.
Chang Kong closed his eyes, and his five senses were actually better than before, so he clearly heard the footsteps walking towards him.
"Amitabha, Amitabha, Amitabha..."
Chang Kong's heart beat so fast for the first time.
“Please put it on, the donor.”
Chang Kong took out a set of monk robes from his storage space and threw them to Shijiu.
Shijiu smiled and put it on.
“Little monk, I’m dressed.”
After a long spell, a big stone big enough for her to lie on was brought from a distance. After getting dressed, she lay down on the big stone.
She is very lazy.
Chang Kong opened his eyes and saw Shijiu lying on the big rock with his head propped up.
The skirt of the clothes is slightly open, and the extremely beautiful collarbone can be faintly seen. "Please don't tease the little monk again."
Chang Kong opened his eyes, clasped his hands together, and his tone gradually returned to calmness.
“You have seen me through.”
Shijiu’s tone was very light, “So, you have to stay here and stay with me forever.”
Shijiu suddenly I feel that this lonely Mirror Valley might not be so boring if there was such an interesting little monk accompanying me.
“Or, keep your eyes.”
Shijiu lay on his side on the big rock and looked at Chang Kong with a smile, as if he was looking forward to what choice Chang Kong would make.
Should I stay here to accompany her, or should I keep a pair of eyes...
Chang Kong's eyes changed slightly, and he looked at her for a long time without speaking.
He did unintentionally look at her body. This is his responsibility and he cannot shirk it.
But he...
"Donor, the young monk is a monk. The Buddha says: 'Don't look at anything inappropriate'. Since the young monk has violated the Buddha's words, he should pay the price."
As soon as Chang Kong finished speaking, a ray of spiritual power rushed towards him. eyes.
Shijiu watched Chang Kong destroy his eyes indifferently, indifferently.
“I wonder if the donor is satisfied?”
Chang Kong seemed to feel no pain, and his face remained expressionless.
If it weren't for the blushing face that suddenly turned pale, Shijiu would have thought that it wasn't his own eyes that he had ruined.
Shi Jiu smiled. If Chang Kong could still see it, he would definitely find that Shi Jiu's smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.
"What a pity..."
Shijiu's red lips parted slightly, he murmured, and stretched out his hand slightly, as if to caress Chang Kong's destroyed eyes.
“You can go.”
Shijiu took back his hand and closed his eyes. The words he spoke were extremely cold, as if he was discarding a toy that he was tired of playing with.
“Amitabha.”
Chang Kong clasped his hands together, nodded in the direction of Tokio, and then walked back the way he came.
Shijiu squinted his eyes, watching the monk's leaving figure, and fell into deep thought.
No one knows what she is thinking.
"That golden light just now..."
After a long time, Shi Jiu removed the vines binding the green eagle, and also cut off the Buddhist strings binding its wings.
“Go, follow that little monk!”
The green eagle doesn’t know what happened during the time it was wrapped into rice dumplings. It only knows that it has been following that smelly monk for a long time. .
It wanted to be perfunctory, but just when it took off, the void and ethereal voice of Shijiu seemed to resound deep in its soul:
"Always, follow him."
(End of Chapter)