I have a high-risk profession in the cultivation world.

Secretly, I was already secretly delighted.

So what if she ignored him for a while? She still let him touch her to his heart's content. Sooner or later, he would make a woman like Tian Yige, who didn't know how to be virtuous, kneel at his feet and submit.

Zhang Ya added, "Fellow Daoist Tian, ​​please don't misunderstand me. I was just worried about delaying our journey and that you might get too tired. We're both cultivators, so there's no need to be so formal."

With such a sincere tone, if Zhang Ya hadn't just touched her with his greasy hands, Tian Yige would have believed him!

"You know what you're planning. Don't let me hear those words again, or I'll kill you even if I'm injured."

She had initially decided not to hold a grudge against Huaisu for risking injury to save them and keeping them company, but now they were taking advantage of her kindness.

Otherwise, she would kill one of these kinds of people if they came, and kill two if they came.

This person felt they had found a powerful backer and couldn't help but reveal their true nature in front of her. Before, when they could only rely on her to cover their retreat, she would call her "Daoyou Tian" affectionately.

Tian Yige drew Tinghan, its cold blade pressed against Zhang Ya's neck, the chill rising straight to his head.

Zhang Ya swallowed hard, tilted his head back, and tried to get as far away from the sword as possible.

Ru Qing's eyes lit up. Such an arrogant and domineering woman, Master Shi An must not like her. Tian Yige has finally revealed her true nature!

"Oh, Xiao Ge, what are you doing? No, no, Brother Zhang is doing this for your own good. Look, there are four of us. I'm a woman and can't carry you. Master Shi An is a monk, so it's even more inconvenient for him. So it's only Zhang Ya who can help!"

"He's doing this for your own good! We cultivators don't need to care about the separation between men and women in the mortal world."

Huaisu, listening from the side, felt somewhat uneasy.

Since monks don't need to worry about the separation between men and women, why is it specifically emphasized that he is a monk and therefore it's inconvenient for him?

If you don't care, then don't care about anything. Why single out "the monk Huaisu"?

Since Tian Yige had already broken off relations with Zhang Ya, she no longer intended to indulge Ru Qing. She turned her sword around and placed Ting Han against Ru Qing's neck.

"Shut up, or you'll die too."

Ru shrank back sheepishly, looking at Huaisu with a hint of grievance, still unwilling to give up: "Master Shi'an, please come and persuade Xiaoge. If she stays like this, none of us will be able to leave..."

Tian Yige thought to herself, "I clearly said we could leave, so why are they all deaf?"

Just as I was about to retort, I heard Huaisu's voice in my ear: "This humble monk thinks that Benefactor Zhang and Benefactor Ru are right. Since we are cultivators, we don't need to worry about the separation between men and women."

Ru Qing was overjoyed. Sure enough, Master Shi An thought she was being unreasonable!

Tian Yige turned around in disbelief. How could even Huaisu think that way?

Only then did Tian Yige realize that Huaisu had become very close to her at some point, with an extremely cold expression, as if he had been frozen in an ice cave. Tian Yige was stunned—Huaisu was angry.

"I told you, it was myself..."

“In that case, I will embrace Benefactor Tian.” Tian Yige’s words were barely out of their mouth when Huaisu’s unquestionable voice silenced her. Huaisu paused and continued, “I have converted to Buddhism, and all phenomena are illusory. Compared to Benefactor Zhang, there is no difference between men and women for Benefactor Tian.”

"Furthermore, my cultivation level is decent, so I can respond promptly if I encounter danger."

Upon hearing this, Ru Qing almost ground her teeth to powder, wishing she could also injure her legs so that Master Shi An could carry her.

Tian Yige's injured expression first turned to shock, then confusion, and finally her heart skipped a beat. Seeing that Huaisu's expression did not seem fake, she closed her eyes, put away Tinghan, and nodded slightly.

Huaisu bent down and pulled Tian Yige into his arms. "Amitabha, let's go."

Holding someone in his arms, his steps were lighter than when he was alone. Huaisu didn't know what he was angry about; he only knew that after picking up Tian, ​​his mood inexplicably calmed down.

Huaisu's steps were steady, and he carefully avoided Tian Yige's wound. Tian Yige nestled comfortably in Huaisu's arms, except that her hands were stiffly clasped in front of her.

Normally, this position, with her arms wrapped around Huaisu's neck, would be the most comfortable and effortless for Huaisu, but Tian Yige dared not do it.

From her angle, she could just see Huaisu's tense chin, his lips pressed into a straight line. His brows were still furrowed, and he clearly wasn't in a good mood.

Tian Yige knew that Huaisu was probably unhappy because she had to hold him.

If he hadn't been trying to save himself from an awkward situation, he wouldn't have said something like "monks don't care about the difference between men and women." A year ago, when he was with Huaisu, Huaisu was the most rigid and stubborn one. Not to mention the taboo of men and women not touching each other, even if Huaisu was within three steps of him, Huaisu would frown and keep his distance.

She also knew that Huaisu had come to her rescue not because of her own abilities, but because someone in need of help had appeared before Huaisu.

It just so happens that the person was her, nothing more.

It took her a year to understand Huaisu's compassion and salvation, and she dared not think about it any further at this moment.

If Huaisu knew that he still held such a noble and lofty image in Tian's heart, he would surely feel ashamed.

He felt that the person in his arms was incredibly light, yet their presence was extremely strong, rendering any incantations or spells he silently recited futile. He could only try his best to control his expression, so as not to let others notice anything amiss.

He is nervous.

This is wrong. Bodhi has no tree, the bright mirror is not a stand, and the withered bones of a beauty are all illusions. He should not be influenced by them.

Crossing over a gnarled tree root, the terrain undulated, and Huaisu inevitably stumbled. Tian Yige's hand, which had been hanging in mid-air, bumped into Huaisu's chest, touching him briefly before pulling away.

Huaisu then looked down at the person in his arms for the first time. He saw her stiffly raising her hands and pondering where people in the mortal world would place their hands if they walked in this way. Recalling the scene, Huaisu's eyes went blank for a moment, and his throat moved.

This... is really inappropriate.

But Mr. Tian...

That's enough. Today he'll probably have to believe in the saying, "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, but Buddha remains in the heart." He can go back to the Brahma Sound Pavilion and then to the Discipline Pavilion to receive his punishment.

"Just put your arms around me."

With a sentence that seemed to have no beginning or end, Huaisu looked straight ahead, spoke very quickly, and in a very soft voice.

……

Thank you [Xiaohu] for the gift! (? ? ?? )