Buddhist Evil Wife

Yin Jitian sneered and mocked: "Actually, you came here specially to see what happens to me after I become a cripple?"

Tunpo smiled in a low voice: "That's right! I just wanted to see how desolate and miserable you have become! But what I never expected is that after you became a useless person, as a Buddhist disciple, you married someone who was once honored. Bei Ming, the young master of the Bei family who is a peerless genius, really shocked me!"

Yin Jitian gritted his teeth and said, "Please don't use the word 'marry'!"

The word made him feel like a bitch!

When Tunpo heard his words, he immediately let out a joyful laugh: "Whether it's marriage or marriage, you and the young master of the Bei family are a perfect match, one has become a disabled person, and the other is a sick child who has been bedridden all year round. The trash doesn't make much difference either!"

After hearing his words, Yin Jitian smiled instead of anger: "Have you ever heard that there is only a thin line between a genius and a waste?"

Tunpo squinted his eyes, and his eyes turned cold instantly: "What do you mean by that?"

"I'm the best example. I was a genius a month ago, but suddenly I became a waste." Yin Jitian pulled down the hand under his chin, and smiled meaningfully at the corner of his mouth: "So , things are impermanent, don’t you think so?”

Tun Po was slightly taken aback, and thoughtfully put down his hand on the door: "What you said makes sense!"

"What Buddhists say always makes sense!"

Tunpo looked at Yin Jitian amusedly, the magnificent smile on the corner of his mouth made him unconsciously stretch out his hand and wipe his red lips with his thumb: "I think I like you a little bit!"

The corner of Yin Jitian's mouth twitched: "You are delusional!"

He is a big man, why does he attract other men like this?

Tunpo's finger stroked Yin Jitian's smooth face: "I suddenly found that you look pretty good, and you meet my requirements very well. The only pity is that you have no cultivation base, otherwise, it would be good to use you as a furnace!"

Yin Jitian slapped the salty pig's hand away with a sullen face: "The corrupt monk is a man!"

Tunpo Xiemei smiled: "Don't you know that ghost cultivators are all yin bodies, and they all use male cauldrons? If you want to improve your skills in the fastest time, picking up yang and replenishing yin is the most effective training technique. In particular, people in the Buddhist sect have the most vigorous yang energy, which is a top-notch tonic for us ghost cultivators!"

Yin Jitian gave him a blank look: "I'm suddenly glad that someone destroyed my spiritual root!"

"You are really interesting!" Tunpo laughed when he heard what he said.

After a while, he stopped laughing, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Why do I feel that your voice is very familiar to me, as if I've heard it somewhere!"

Yin Jitian's heart skipped a beat: "Aren't you talking nonsense? Since we've met before, it's no surprise that my voice is familiar!"

"Really?" Tunpo obviously didn't believe his words.