Chapter 73 Don’t get me involved! (Second update, please read it)
Qin Yao's heart suddenly moved.
For Ren Tingting, he had no feeling of heartbeat.
For Xiao Wenjun, he was even more calm.
But when the Black Mountain Saint cuddled up against him, and when her fragrance reached the tip of his nose, his heartbeat suddenly skipped half a beat, and then slowly accelerated.
Just as Director Yang said in the interview when commenting on Tang Seng's life in the Kingdom of Women: I want Tang Seng to move his heart here. Only this paragraph can prove that Tang Seng is a living person and a living man!
Thus, throughout the entire Journey to the West, Tang Seng was able to stick to his heart when facing other charming female fairies, waiting for his disciples, or to be precise, Sun Wukong to save him. Only the Daughter Kingdom was in trouble, and even the powerful Sun Wukong couldn't save him, which became the biggest disaster on his journey to learn the scriptures.
Although in the end he chose Buddhism and Tathagata, who knows whether Tang Monk would think of his sweet and charming daughter, the king, who had a sweet smile and his deep love, and that voice of affection when he dreamed back at midnight. Brother Yudi...
"Doctor, your heart is beating so fast." The saint smiled and put the pipe in her hand behind her back.
Qin Yao knew very well that at this moment, even if his heart was moved, he could not show any signs of lust, otherwise everything would be in vain.
If you are really tempted by a female ghost, you are being coquettish!
Nine times out of ten, I want your life!
"Everyone has a love for beauty. In this situation, if I can still keep my heart calm, wouldn't I be disrespecting the girl?" Qin Yao's heart beat like a drum, but his eyes were clear and square. , which vividly demonstrates how beautiful a gentleman is and seeks to be courteous.
The saint smiled slightly and rested in his arms: "You haven't told me yet, how can I cure my disease?"
Qin Yao moved his body and clamped his hips. Next, he said calmly: "Escape will not solve the problem. If you are trapped by love, you must either get rid of the feeling or get rid of the person you love..."
"That's easy to say." The saint turned the pipe and brought it to her lips: "Don't persuade others to do good unless they have suffered. If you haven't experienced what I have experienced, you can naturally speak without shame."
As she said, She paused for a moment, then raised her head and blew out a puff of white smoke: "Or do you think I'm stupid and can't understand these principles?"
Qin Yao said: "If you can think of it, you may not have the courage to do it. When emotional injury becomes a habit, then the emotional injury itself will become a comfort zone. If you stay in the comfort zone for a long time, you will lose the motivation to solve the problem. "
"Is emotional injury also a comfort zone..." The saint was slightly startled, her eyes sparkling.
“People should look forward.” Qin Yao said softly: “Living in the shadow of the past will only make people darker. This is not preaching, nor is it a great principle, but a fact, a truth .”
The saint stood up straight unconsciously, and the charming smile disappeared from her face: "As the saying goes, being courteous for nothing is either adultery or theft. You have said so much, your words are sincere, and your love is deep. I don't know what you want. ?”
Qin Yao’s mind was racing, and he thought to himself: If the other party asks about it, if he doesn’t say anything, it will arouse suspicion. With suspicion, everything will be over. But if you say so, you will fall into the inferior position again. No matter how sincere you are in what you say, in the eyes of the other party, it is just a means to obtain benefits.
To say or not to say is a dilemma.
"Miss, can you let me off the hook? I can promise that what you ask for will not cause you any embarrassment. If you can't make this promise, girl will just kick me out of the mansion." Not long after, Qin Yao said.
The saint smiled softly: "Hear what this means, do you still want to stay?"
Seeing her acting like this, Qin Yao breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "I just want to solve the girl's heart problem. As soon as the heart problem is eliminated, I will leave immediately."
The saint was silent for a moment and said: "Do you know How many causes and effects are there?”
“Please give me some advice.”
"That man is the Buddha of the Pure Land world. Not even the old monster from Montenegro dared to offend him easily. In order to make up for his mistake, he brought me from the human world to this city of vain death and raised me in a perfect manner. I will be completely obedient... ...If you poach his corner, aren't you afraid that he will convert you?"
Qin Yao felt excited.
It's not because of fear, but because this woman went too far.
What do you mean I am poaching? I, Qin, am not Cao!
"I'm helping him." Under the pressure of the saint's gaze, Qin Yao said seriously: "If the six roots are not pure, this Buddha will not feel at ease..."
The saint said nothing, just looked at him.
Qin Yao was helpless: "It's true. From the beginning to the end, I told you to look forward, face the problem directly, and solve the problem. I didn't tell you to break it off and be happy. If he wants to hate me even for this, then he will This Buddha’s practice is too low.”
The saint remained unmoved, her eyes indifferent.
She didn't say anything, but it seemed like she had said everything.
"Okay..."
Qin Yao retreated in defeat and pursed his lips: "I am a disciple of Maoshan."
When traveling in the world, one relies on friends. If you are not familiar with the place, only with the help of friends can you open up the situation; secondly, rely on reputation. Family reputation, teacher reputation, and personal reputation all play a certain role. It is commonly known as: giving face.
Having no friends but having fame is like a nail standing on the table. The level of fame determines the sharpness of the nail.
There is a fly that has settled on the table. An ordinary person might kill it with one slap. But there is a sharp nail on the table, and the idiot won't hit it with his meat paw!
Besides, in Qin Yao's impression, the young monk who became a Buddha should be a good person and should not do anything too extreme.
"Maoshan Sect... no wonder you are so confident." The saint got what she wanted, and her eyes were no longer sharp.
Qin Yao spread his hands: "I still firmly believe that the Maoshan Sect is not where my confidence lies. My confidence lies in being upright and not hiding selfish motives!"
Well...at least now!
"Okay."
The saint looked at him for a long time, turned around and put away her tobacco bag, walked lightly towards the outside of the house: "I'm going to find someone to call him over now. Don't run away!"
"I won't run away." Qin Yao shook his head and watched the beautiful shadow gradually go away...
"Hey, Qin Yao, something's wrong with you." At this time, Xiao Wenjun suddenly flew out of his shadow, with a suspicious look on his face.
"What's wrong with me?" Qin Yao raised his eyebrows.
“There’s something wrong with the way you look at the saint.”
“It’s none of your business?”
Xiao Wenjun: “…”
Pooh.
You are a disciple!
“I’m telling you, please be sober and don’t think too much about this woman. She has too much karma and can crush you to death. What kind of Buddha or demon can infiltrate people just by listening... If you provoke her, it will easily hurt me!"
Qin Yao said angrily: "It's a shame!"
"I'm telling you the truth, don't respond inappropriately! Something!" Xiao Wenjun said loudly.
"She's anxious, she's anxious." On the side, the door god's eyes were shining, and he was happily eating melon: "This play is interesting..."
(End of this chapter)