I overturned the car after being scumbag

Chapter 62

The lotus pond is often shrouded in Buddha's light, and it is influenced and washed by countless scriptures, so that the lotus above it can bloom so prosperously and charmingly.

The ripples are rippling, and the bottom of the pool is full of thick and dark resentment, and it is impossible to see what the bottom of the pool looks like.

Jiang Yuanhan lay on the Zen master's lap, his prototype's red plush tail softly sweeping back and forth.He stared at the reflection of the lotus in the pool, and moved a little restlessly.

How long will it take until all the evil spirits are washed away?The Zen master didn't tell him, not even the kind and kind old monk who was smiling beside him didn't answer.

Just when the little fox was about to move again, a hand stretched out from the side of the lower abdomen, purposefully bringing him from his lap to his arms.

Jiang Yuanhan stretched out his claws to hold his arm, and said, "You seem to like touching my stomach very much."

The other party's movements stagnated for a moment, without denying or nodding.But he still rubbed the little fox's soft belly with his hands, his body was more honest than anything else.

"Zen Master," Jiang Yuanhan's fox ears drooped, "he is really important to me, don't fool me anymore."

The old monk Mingwu next to him laughed and said, "Hey—I'm a monk, how could I lie to you? It's just that this matter is very important, and the evil sword is indeed very dangerous."

Wang Sheng didn't make a sound, but silently rubbed the tips of his drooping ears.

This unscrupulous monk likes fluffy hair very much, Jiang Yuanhan has already seen it, and let him rub it without love, thinking that this can be regarded as selling his fur for the sake of his senior brother, I wonder if we can make the Zen master let go further?

"If you insist on meeting each other, maybe you will not be able to meet each other." Wang Sheng said, "The lotus platform is pure and the Buddha Dharma is profound. If there is a destiny, we will meet each other."

Jiang Yuanhan stared into his eyes: "Whether there is a fate is not determined by the sky, it is determined by people."

The Zen master's eyes are calm and indifferent, like the frost that condenses on the branches in early winter, but the coldness is not strong. Except for the ice layer, there are soft and dense water waves below.It was also because the other party had a good temper that the little fox tried to reason with him to see if there was any other way - even if there was no other way, it would be considered fruitful if he could get a waiting period.

Wang Sheng was silent for a moment, then said: "Your destined person is me."

When these words came out, Jiang Yuanhan didn't understand the deep meaning inside, he only felt that the other party rejected him.But the old monk who was always smiling at the side gradually restrained his smile, and looked up and down his nephew probingly.

In terms of age, Monk Mingwu is a Buddhist cultivator of the same generation as the Bodhisattva, and he is second only to the abbot in terms of seniority and prestige in the entire Bodhi Holy Land.Both the abbot and him have high hopes for Wangsheng, believing that the Bodhisattva's disciples will hopefully fulfill their ambitions, purify their minds, and let the radiance of Purdue sentient beings silently sympathize with the world.

The old monk Mingwu thumped in his heart, and felt that something was wrong, he interrupted without changing his expression: "Don't pay attention to him, little fox, this person is good everywhere, but he is too principled and doesn't know how to coax you, come here and let me touch him." touch."

Jiang Yuanhan was angry, so he jumped from the Zen master's arms, but before he reached the old monk, he was held down by the Buddha, moving from the head to the tail.

Wang Sheng said calmly: "He is wild and unruly, and his claws will catch Master Mingwu."

Jiang Yuanhan opened his eyes wide: "You can also frame me, you—"

Before he finished speaking, he was brushed by the faint and long-lasting sandalwood in the sleeve of the other party. This hazy and lingering fragrance disappeared into his mind in an instant, making people dizzy.

Zen Master Wangsheng held him firmly and let the little fox sleep in his arms.He turned his head and looked at Master Uncle Mingwu.

The old monk had a kind face, as if he would never get angry at any time, he nodded his forehead, and said pointingly: "Amitabha, everything has spirituality, and the little fox is not angry with me, so how could he scratch the old monk. "

Wang Sheng lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Uncle Shi, I understand the rules and regulations."

Mingwu saw that the other party said it directly, so he stopped hinting, suppressed his smile and said bluntly: "The Bodhisattva's decree, I don't have to watch over you, but you have excellent understanding and a natural Buddha bone. You have practiced so far, don't destroy yourself."

Wang Sheng quietly nodded.

It was inconvenient for the old monk to say anything more. He was spinning the beads in his hand, and he felt inexplicably uneasy, but it was enough for this evil sword to be guarded by the other party. He also stood up, turned around and left.

When the breeze blows, the fragrance of lotus spreads, light and slightly sweet.

The Zen master is very warm, and his movements are very gentle, suitable for people to lie in their arms and sleep.Those chanting voices gradually became lighter and more hazy.The black hair mixed with golden hair hangs a little, and the end falls on the little fox's red plush ears, touching and touching lightly.

Wang Sheng looked down at him.

The little fox seemed to be sleeping deeply. He slowly transformed from the prototype into a human form. It seemed that compared with other fox demons, the other party was more adapted to this human form of sleeping.On Jiang Yuanhan's body was the plain long gown handed to him by the Zen master himself, and a loose long gown was gathered outside, which was simple and clean.

His skin is also very fair, and his big red tail is curled up around him, reflecting the luster on his exposed wrists.The eyelashes are like curtains, and the appearance is weak and handsome.Only when the little fox opens its eyes, the shining stars inside will show its cunning and unruly side.

Looking at it now, it's really too good.

I forgot to look at him for a long time.He recalled the words he said without thinking just now, and almost suspected that something was wrong with his state of mind, and he was suspected of violating the precepts.But staring at him for a long time at this moment, he felt that those words were taken for granted.

He is the other party's destined person, and the evil sword at the bottom of the pool should have nothing to do with the little fox.

Wang Sheng realized that he had been stunned more than once, but he couldn't break free, and even felt that it should have been like this.

It's like a ship sailing on the sea, encountering a piece of ice floe in the sea, the obsession and magic thoughts once or twice are like the ice floe on the sea, but under the ice floe, the infinite abyss sinking in the sea is dead silent and no one is there. know.

The deep sea is cold and terrifying, and the ice is smeared with black sap.

Jiang Yuanhan was the boat that hit the ice floe. Sooner or later, he would be swept to the bottom by the raging waves, and he would see a mountain of magic thoughts.Li Ningyuan even knew that her madness was out of control, but Wang Sheng hadn't noticed it yet.

He didn't feel that he was very abnormal, but he was slightly shaken by the predestined people.

Jiang Yuanhan didn't sleep well, he hugged the other person's waist, and buried his head in the warm embrace.

The sweetness of sandalwood and lotus is mixed together, and with the slight wind, it is soft and light.The leaves in the pond rustled slightly.

When the lotus fragrance spreads, a ray of dark evil spirit melts into the fragrance and blows quietly and secretly with the wind.At that time, the Zen master was a little preoccupied, and happened to not notice this subtle unusualness.

This ray of evil didn't mean to hurt Jiang Yuanhan at all, but it escaped into the dream without a sound.

Jiang Yuanhan slept comfortably at first, but at some point, the dark scene around him faded away.

He saw his brother.

It always seems to be like this, only after losing or missing, the hard-seeking side will happen like a dream.Jiang Yuanhan almost suspected that there was some weird curse on his body.He didn't come back to his senses for a while, he was slightly taken aback, then blinked, confirming that the other party would not dissipate.

Taking people as sword souls, the most cruel and ruthless idea is that the senior brother... is in the rush and sword.But this is also the most hopeful idea, maybe... maybe the senior brother is really waiting for him, but just like the little senior uncle who turned into a rock back then, he lost the ability to call his name.

Li Ningyuan looked very calm, he was still dressed in white sword cultivator, sitting peacefully in front of him.

Jiang Yuanhan opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say, and it took him a long time to say: "Senior brother..."

"Xiaohan."

Li Ningyuan lowered his head, his face and expression carried an undeniable sharpness, his brows were like ice, and his fingertips gently stroked the corners of the opponent's eyes.

Jiang Yuanhan suddenly felt that he was going to kill him soon... Senior brother didn't seem very happy.

But he didn't know why the other party was unhappy.Jiang Yuanhan was puzzled, and tentatively asked: "You...are you under the lotus pond?"

"En." Li Ningyuan's gaze remained unchanged, and his palms moved down, slowly covering the back of the opponent's neck.The back of Jiang Yuanhan's neck was completely covered by his cool fingers. Even without using force, he could still feel an almost insane desire to control, like protection and imprisonment.

"Senior brother," Jiang Yuanhan tried to hug the other party back. Although he didn't do anything, he was still inexplicably guilty. "Are you the sword soul? Can I jump down and pick you up? Your body..."

Li Ningyuan did not answer, but said another sentence softly: "You can change to another identity."

Jiang Yuanhan was stunned for a moment.

"Do you have to change a Taoist companion every time you change your identity?"

Jiang Yuanhan: "...?"

"Shen Yuxiao is the first one, and he is your favorite person." There was some faint exhaustion and disappointment in the voice, "First come first, first come first, I can't hate him. Then you like this monk outside?"

Jiang Yuanhan had a faint feeling that his backyard was on fire, but he didn't have a backyard at all, and every time he got involved with someone, he was a little bit worse, either he went astray, or he was at the end of his rope. Why did he sound like he became very carefree when he was told by the other party Abusive love is not specific anymore?

"Senior brother," Jiang Yuanhan hugged him, and leaned over to touch the tip of his nose, "I have nothing to do with Zen Master Wangsheng, and I have never done anything wrong to you."

Li Ningyuan looked at him silently.

Just as the eyes of the two met, Jiang Yuanhan's originally swearing eyes became more and more insufficient, he silently moved his eyes away, and said in a low voice: "But I don't know how many incarnations you have..."

And the target of these two secret techniques is you, who can guarantee that the Zen master is absolutely not?Jiang Yuanhan is still exploring this point, half of the reason why he stayed with Buddha Xiu is because of this.

When Qianxinsuo sank into the depths of consciousness, the scene where Yu Xiaoshen and his senior brother appeared at the same time was actually a ray of thoughts and obsessions belonging to the other party's real body, and Li Ningyuan, a solo incarnation, actually didn't know his identity. It's just that he is the sword soul now, and there is a trace of connection in the soul, so he has some speculations and realizations in his heart.

Li Ningyuan did not pursue the other party's words, but raised her hand to touch the other party's chin, and said in a calm voice: "A passionate person is hard to trust."

Jiang Yuanhan blinked, reacted, and immediately bit him angrily: "Li Ningyuan, do you have a conscience, and who is it that you can't trust? I agreed with you to meet at the summit, just to make you feel restless and angry with Lin Muzhou. Did you tear your face? Do you know how sad I am!"

Li Ningyuan's fingers did not pull away due to the pain of being bitten, but instead penetrated inch by inch, playing with the small fangs between the opponent's teeth, rubbing them a few times as if teasing.

Jiang Yuanhan took his hand and bit his senior brother's fingertips, and said angrily: "I told you that I only like you, only you, why do you always talk to yourself? The other side is jealous, you see the little master--"

"He is good everywhere." Li Ningyuan said coldly, "He has never looked for you."

Jiang Yuanhan choked for a moment, making him so angry that his eye circles turned red, he turned his head and didn't want to look at him.

There was a moment of silence.The opponent's hand reached out and slowly hugged Jiang Yuanhan into his arms.

Senior brother has this bastard temper, calm and upright, and generally has impeccable morals, but when he pokes at that unreasonable point, he is a pure lunatic and has no way to reason.

But Li Ningyuan likes him.

That's why the lunatic who couldn't reason about it would reach out and hug him, put his palm on the other's back, and whispered: "I won't mention this anymore, don't be angry."

Jiang Yuanhan buried himself next to his neck, and said sullenly: "Then you... how can you get rid of the seal?"

Li Ningyuan said: "You don't have to worry about this, there is nothing in the world that can seal me. I sank into the lotus pond just because I was tired."

The creation of the King of Ten Thousand Swords was only possible because of the infusion of the soul of a sword cultivator who was a master of the cave.Sealing into the pool water seems simple, but the process is very laborious.But Bodhi Sacred Realm still thought of this matter too simply, and they didn't really understand the reason for the formation of the evil sword.

Jiang Yuanhan nodded, and wanted to ask something else, but the evil spirit that escaped with Lianxiang had been exhausted.Li Ningyuan raised his finger to stop his questioning, and said calmly: "Don't eat what he feeds."

Jiang Yuanhan was completely stunned.

"Are there any delicious ones made by me?" The brother asked in a icy tone.

"You...you can see..."

"I can see it." Li Ningyuan withdrew her fingers, lowered her head and kissed him, "I will be jealous."

Jealousy is like an unknown rage that often explodes unpredictably.

It was obviously a few simple words, but Jiang Yuanhan still felt a little guilty when he heard it, he deeply reviewed his mistake of being fooled by a little sweet, nodded, and obediently admitted his mistake: "I didn't know you could see... "

Li Ningyuan raised her eyebrows, pinched the other person's cheek: "Can I eat without seeing you?"

Jiang Yuanhan: "...No, I don't, I'm not."

The senior brother didn't answer this sentence, but as the evil spirit dissipated, his figure also slowly dissipated.Jiang Yuanhan then broke free from the dream and woke up with a slight headache. He sat up and rubbed the center of his brows. Before he recovered from the scene just now, he realized that he was sitting on the Zen master's lap, and he was in human form.

... Cheating in person, is that okay?

Jiang Yuanhan immediately wanted to move away, but one hand pressed his back firmly, and was held in his arms by the other party.He raised his head, and saw the Zen master's gaze sinking down, like a bottomless deep pool of water.

"Don't move." Wang Sheng said, "Don't look back."

The Zen master's clothes are a little messy.The little fox didn't sleep very well, and messed up his originally neat and tidy monk clothes. Even the clean and dust-free wrist beads seemed to be torn apart, and even the bodhisattva had been bitten by someone. Mark of.

But Wang Sheng seems to have never rejected the other party's mess, but indulged the little fox to run amok.He sat by the pool as motionless as a mountain, and he was looking at each other before, but when he got to the back, he kept staring at the pool water in the distance—until just now.

Just behind the two of them, a dense and prosperous lotus fled to the surroundings as if avoiding one after another. The center of the pool water formed a rare blank and clear, and the dark air of resentment and evil swirled around, like a whirlpool.

And in the center of the vortex, a dull gray long sword slowly rises from the pool water, revealing a sharp blade, surrounded by a seemingly invisible gray-black evil spirit, and the sharp edge reflects an inch of snow-like snow under the sky. Pale.

The author has something to say: Love liar, let me ask you, which side are you on?

Xiaohan: ...middle, middle?