Chapter 125 I would rather lose to Tathagata than to Qing 30
Qing Wu was brought to a simple house by Xu Chen.
It is in a bamboo forest in a remote village not far from the foot of the temple mountain.
Looking at the bamboo house she was in, she stretched out her index finger and poked Xu Chen's arm.
"Can you put me down now?"
Although she was very light, he would always be tired if he carried her all the way down the mountain.
Xu Chen sat her down on the edge of the clean and tidy bed. When he looked down at her, he showed a faint smile and seemed to be in a good mood.
"Awu, can I show you something?"
Qing Wu looked at him confused, "Oh, okay."
Soon, he took out a small wooden box from the closet nearby and put it in her hand like a treasure.
It's not heavy to hold and makes no sound when shaking.
What is it?
She opened it expectantly, then froze.
After reacting for two seconds, she raised her hand and picked up the items in the box.
It is a fiery red wedding dress with golden ginkgo leaves embroidered on it, forming a phoenix.
very beautiful.
She held the dress in front of her and gestured. After confirming that it was a wedding dress, she asked tentatively: "Isn't it a bit... sudden to give me this?"
"Don't you like it?"
Xu Chen's expression was a little nervous and uneasy.
The corner of Qingwu's mouth twitched.
Is it a question of like it or not?
Giving her a wedding dress is this a proposal?
However, he is a monk now.
...Oh, no more.
He went on a killing spree in the temple today, and the abbot should kick him out of the temple.
After thinking for a while, not knowing what he meant, Qingwu refolded the wedding dress and put it back in the box.
Seeing her movements, Xu Chen clenched his knuckles.
He slowly squatted in front of her and looked at her seriously: "Awu, you like the prince, right?"
He couldn't let go of that dream after all.
If A Wu really fell in love with someone else as in his dream, what should he do?
Qingwu frowned: "I don't like the prince."
On the contrary, she felt as if she wanted to kill him more. Why did he suddenly ask that?
Seeing Xu Chen tightening his thin lips and looking at her intently, she blinked, stretched out her index finger to lift his chin, and took a look at his delicate and delicate facial features.
Then he touched his bald head and asked seriously: "Xu Chen, are you willing to grow your hair for me?"
The monk was stunned for a moment, then nodded softly: "Okay."
Qingwu was a little surprised.
Huh? So obedient.
A monk growing his hair is equivalent to returning to secular life.
Hmm... I always feel like something is wrong with Xu Chen.
Both his eyes and his breath were much more dangerous.
Could it be that he has inner demons?
Oh, she knew that the black mist was not a good thing back then!
It can actually give people inner demons!
The last time I helped him treat him, because of his limited spiritual power, the black energy in his body probably wasn't completely removed.
Thinking of this, Qing Wu stretched out one hand to hold Xu Chen's wrist, and patted the bed beside him with the other.
"Xuchen, go to bed and lie down."
Xu Chen froze and his ears felt slightly hot.
He couldn't help but cough slightly.
Seeing that he was motionless, Qingwu tugged on his sleeve and said, "Don't be stunned, lie down quickly."
The other party looked at her inexplicably.
The next moment, she saw Xu Chen taking off his clothes in front of her.
Take off your clothes!
Qingwu looked confused.
After she realized what she was doing, she quickly stopped him from unbuttoning his clothes.
"No need to take off your clothes! Just lie down on it."
"Oh."
He lowered his eyes and put on his clothes slowly, then lay down on the bed, with his hands on his abdomen and his body lying flat.
He looked like he was at your mercy.
Extremely well-behaved.
...He was indeed possessed.
(End of chapter)