Chapter 217 I don’t want to tell the little monk yet
“Master...”
On the ground, Xu Pusheng slowly opened his closed eyes.
Liu Yueci saw that Xu Pusheng's eyes were bloodshot red at this time, and they looked even more frightening than the golden eyes just now.
"Old sir, I still have something to deal with, so I left first."
When Liu Yueci saw that their master and apprentice had something to say, he left very wisely.
"Go inside first."
Dan Hua took a deep look at Liu Yueci, pulled out the needle, and helped Xu Pusheng walk into the house.
“I have something to ask you!”
……
"If you have anything to ask, just ask."
Chang Kong and Shijiu returned to Xiangyun Temple silently.
As soon as I returned to Xiangyun Temple, I got on the bed a little tired.
“Why does Shi Donor need other people’s spiritual power?”
Chang Kong’s ears turned red as he listened to Shi Jiu’s movements on the bed.
"Because I can't absorb the spiritual power of this world."
Shijiu lay on the bed and answered Chang Kong casually.
"The spiritual power in this world can never be used by me."
It should be said that from the time she became a fallen angel, the spiritual power in this world can no longer be used by her. used.
“Why?”
Chang Kong felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, feeling that there were many stories hidden in the donor's heart.
“Next question.”
Shijiu held his head and glanced at Chang Kong, not wanting to answer.
She didn’t want to tell the young monk the identity of the Fallen Angel yet.
After all, he is still a Buddhist practitioner. If he is resistant to her identity, she will be in trouble if she gets close to him.
I don’t know...
Whether that golden light will appear again...
Realizing that Shijiu didn’t want to answer the question just now, Chang Kong twisted the hand of the Buddha string and tightened it unconsciously. Tight.
Why didn’t the donor want to say it?
"Why did the donor want to save the life of the man named Xu?" The question in Chang Kong's mind was completely different from the question asked in his mouth.
“Scoff~”
Shijiu buried his head in his arms and sneered, “Little monk, have you forgotten that you are still a monk?”
"The monks are so murderous..."
As he spoke, Shi Jiu lifted his feet and walked off the bed, looking at Chang Kong with a teasing look in his eyes.
"Isn't it against the rules of Buddhism?"
"Yes."
Shijiu put his hand on Chang Kong's chest, and the sound of his heart beating, her The feeling is very clear.
“You, a little monk, drink alcohol, eat meat, and even have sex with women. You really don’t seem to be able to abide by the Buddhist rules~”
“Return to the secular world?”
Shijiu raised his head and asked Changkong with a smile, "Little monk, do you want to return to secular life?"
Changkong's body was slightly stiff, and he twisted the Buddhist string without saying anything.
"Shi Donor, please don't change the subject."
Chang Kong pushed away Shi Jiu's hand from his heart and asked seriously: "Why don't you want to kill that person?" The surname is Xu? "
Shijiu's eyes were slightly lowered, and his slightly curved red lips were flattened unconsciously.
Why don't you want to kill Xu Pusheng...
"Because, if you kill him, it will no longer be possible to generate spiritual power in this mortal world."
Shijiu whispered, extremely sarcastically. Whispered.
She has never thought of killing that old guy since a thousand years ago.
It should mean that she cannot kill him.
Now, it only destroyed his physical body and caused him to reincarnate several times in the earth world...
The spiritual power in this mortal world has become completely different from the past...
"What spiritual power?"
Chang Kong frowned slightly. For a long time, he couldn't hear clearly.
“You little monk, what are you doing so close to me?”
Seeing Changkong bending slightly, as if trying to hear what she just said, Shijiu raised his hand and patted him on the face.
(End of this chapter)