I overturned the car after being scumbag

After leaving the ghost town, when the little fox woke up again, he was on his way back to the holy land of Bodhi.

Unlike the Penglai Upper Court, the holy places for Buddhist practice are hidden in every small temple in the mountains, and there is no uniform way to enter.Perhaps when pedestrians are resting in the temples in the mountains, they pass an entrance to the holy land of Bodhi.Their surfaces are often unremarkable, and the number of monks inside is not many.

The nearest entrance to the ghost town is on the cold mountain more than three hundred miles away. The Buddhist temple is simple and simple, with only a few quiet rooms, and the sandalwood is ethereal.

When Zen Master Wangsheng was reciting Buddhist scriptures, Jiang Yuanhan was attracted by the hazy but gentle and pleasant voice, and moved in his direction, rubbing his big fluffy tail around, only a few times, He realized that something was wrong, opened his eyes and looked up.

The Zen master looked down at him, his pupils were black, his brows were handsome and handsome, and he was born with almost no blemishes.But it was this kind of flawlessness that made it even more difficult to remember his appearance. There was only a vague feeling in his impression, which was holy and dignified without any impurities.

Jiang Yuanhan stared at him for a while, then turned over and lay on his lap. With the movement, he realized that he was in the human form—this little fox was a bit wise and lucky, but the ordinary little demon form was very slow and hard of.

Wang Sheng looked at his big tail that was circling around, and wanted to touch it, but he silently recited a Buddha's name in his heart, and suppressed this thought, and asked, "Is there any discomfort?"

"No." Jiang Yuanhan replied casually, looked down at himself again, only to realize that he was covered with a quilt and nothing was on. He was silent for a moment, then raised his eyebrows, "...Is this how you treat your predestined people?"

The Zen master said: "I prepared clothes for you, but I didn't put them on for you."

The little fox lay on his lap, his shoulders and half of the back of his neck were exposed, his long black hair fell down, his skin was fair and delicate, his bones smooth, like a carefully carved work of art, and the crimson soft hair on the top of his head The velvet fox ears are really vixen-like.

Wang Sheng looked at it for a while, obviously he could not move like a mountain when he was tempted by any beauty, but at this moment, he suddenly had a premonition that he should never look at it again, he thought about it, and looked away.

Jiang Yuanhan didn't think too much about it. He was a monk who had no desires and no desires. Looking at his practice of Buddhism and Taoism, he seemed to be a person with a firm mind. Although he was a fox, he was not a real body of a heavenly spirit. Second, it doesn't have a strong aura of sorcery, so it should be very safe.

He sat up and took a look at the clothes that the Zen master had prepared. It was a plain robe, light and elegant, and the size seemed to be specially prepared for him by the other party.

Jiang Yuanhan put on his clothes, bowed his head and stretched out his hands to tie the belt, and said while tying it: "Master, when will you let me go, I feel like our fate is over?...But you are still a good-tempered person, I……"

He originally wanted to say "Tao Companion", but after thinking for a while, thinking that his senior brother didn't wait for him obediently, he said very vindictively, "My family's raised female fox is just like you, with a very good temper."

It's just that sometimes I get sick and my mind goes crazy.

Wang Sheng watched him tie his clothes, his eyes stopped on the other's slender fingers, his eyes froze when he heard this, and he muttered: "You really like it..."

"Of course." Jiang Yuanhan sat next to the Zen master, talking about his Taoist companion, his whole body became clearer, his big tail dangling restlessly, "Zen master, you and I have no fate. I have to find the female fox, I can't stay here for too long, I really didn't do the dozen or so chickens on purpose, biological nature, how can I bear to be harsh?"

Wang Sheng stared at the other person's expression, his heart seemed to be pricked by a needle for no reason, he couldn't figure out why he suddenly hurt, but he was unwilling to let himself go, and he couldn't help but look at him .After being silent for a while, the Zen master said in a low voice: "It is my dereliction of duty to let the fox demon who has not been properly enlightened be released into the world."

He raised his hand and gently pinched the little fox's red plush ears. The soft feeling in his hand soothed his uneasiness for a while, and continued in a gentle voice: "And you can't escape, you can only be in the by my side."

Jiang Yuanhan choked speechlessly, shaking his ears: "...why can you speak such words so proficiently as an eminent monk?"

He vaguely felt that these words were too familiar, like his own mother fox... No, the senior brother also had this kind of virtue back then.

Jiang Yuanhan observed the other party suspiciously, but he still couldn't find any similarities with the Taoist companion from the other party's face.The temperaments of Buddha cultivator and sword cultivator are indeed different. Whether it is the junior uncle or the cheap senior brother, although the two of them are taciturn, upright and kind, they both have an extremely sharp aura.Zen Master Wangsheng was different, this kind of solemnity and gentleness did not have any sharp edges.

"Come back with me." Wang Sheng said, "Otherwise, if you meet a more extreme monk, you may accept the demon."

It is not certain who will receive who.Jiang Yuanhan gritted his fangs, put this sternness in his eyes, and asked harmlessly, "Where are you going back?"

"Holy Land of Bodhi."

Jiang Yuanhan was stunned for a moment, he didn't hear what the other party was saying when he was about to fall asleep before, and at this moment he thought a little confused: ... how could he meet a disciple of a Buddhist holy place so casually?

From the back mountain of this temple, you can enter the holy land of Bodhi through a mountain-like Buddha sculpture.

Jiang Yuanhan had just transformed into a human form, and was always tired of maintaining his human form. Now he used the prototype to lie on the Zen master's arms and probe out, and saw the holy place of Buddhist practice behind the faint golden light.

It seems to be no different from the secular world, but it seems to be in the clouds and the sky, surrounded by mist everywhere, and the ancient clock in the mountains and forests that cannot be distinguished in the clouds and mist. A ladder extends upwards, as if leading directly to the gate of heaven. You can see the only Buddhist cultivator who has reached the realm of the Golden Immortal in the world, that is, Huijian Bodhisattva.

The reason why Huijian Bodhisattva could not become a Buddha is that his great wish has not been fulfilled and the Netherworld is not empty.Therefore, many people think that Bodhisattvas have countless years of life, and they can only stop here and waste time.

It's just that Jiang Yuanhan knew that there was no Wisdom Sword Bodhisattva behind the stairs, and the Bodhisattva never lived there.This is just an unfounded fantasy of the world.

The Zen master led the little fox through the gravel road shrouded in clouds and mist. The monk sweeping the fallen leaves saw him, raised his hand and performed a Buddhist ceremony, and said, "Brother is back, the grudge against the ghost town must have come to an end."

Wang Sheng replied, "If it wasn't for meeting someone with predestined relationship, the ghost town might not be able to dissipate as expected."

The sweeping monk glanced at the little fox in his arms, and said with a smile: "The fate of Fazi must be deep."

Dharma is the Buddhist language, which refers to the disciples of the Buddha.Naturally, Buddhist disciples can call him this way, not to mention Wang Sheng is a direct disciple of Bodhisattva.

After saying this, he stepped aside.After the Zen master traveled far, the man seemed to suddenly think of it, and said: "The thing sent to the lotus pond will not let go of the evil, and I have been waiting for the brother to return for a long time."

Jiang Yuanhan listened to the whole process with his ears pricked up, he was keenly aware of the mystery of the "thing in the lotus pond", probably something interesting.He raised his little paws to pick at the front of the other party's clothes, leaned over to rub his tail against him, and asked curiously, "What's in the lotus pond?"

Wang Sheng glanced at him, but said nothing.

Jiang Yuanhan blinked at him.

"...It's a sword." The other party looked away.

In the Bodhi Holy Land, Jiang Yuanhan was put under a Bodhi tree, under the tree there were futons and chess table cases, and Buddha incense was burning on the table.Not far away are smooth pebbles falling in the creek, and a small bridge hidden by fog.

There is a slight breeze.The little fox turned over on the futon and turned back into a human form.He tidied up his clothes, and continued to ask: "A sword? What kind of evil sword? I still have to put it in this place—"

"It's Chong and Jian."

Jiang Yuanhan's voice stopped abruptly.

He looked at each other, and there were trembling stars in his bright eyes.

Jiang Yuanhan's overall plan was disrupted all of a sudden, his temples twitched, and he suddenly realized that he didn't even distinguish between primary and secondary goals.He didn't even care about practicing secret techniques, and was immersed in the process of finding the other party, but he didn't expect that there would be a long, long time to find the other party in the future, and the problem in front of him actually existed.

If the little fox has any important people to target, it should only be the Zen master.But isn't this a way of destroying people's practice? You won't be struck by lightning...

Jiang Yuanhan looked at the other party, and then lowered his head to look at the table case in front of him. There was a book spread out on the table, all of which were golden scriptures.

More thoughts flooded my mind.He thought it was his brother's saber, but how could this sword be reduced to a situation where it needs to be suppressed and washed by the Holy Land of Bodhi?

"Zen Master..." Jiang Yuanhan kept his voice from trembling, he stabilized his mind, raised his eyes and looked over pitifully, "Can you take me to see Chong He Jian."

Wang Sheng could tell at a glance that his pity was just pretending, but he didn't say anything, but put some books on the enlightenment of cultivation, the rules of the cultivation world, and teachings on cultivation on the table, and ignored him.

The little fox lay down on the table and leaned close to him: "I've heard people mention the Chonghe sword before. I heard it's a very powerful sword. I really want to see it."

Jiang Yuanhan doesn't get stuck in making up nonsense, but his acting skills have improved a lot.Those beautiful eyes were full of innocent and pure expectation, without any sign of deceit.

But the other party still refused to respond, but re-bound the books that the little fox needed to read into volumes according to the daily ratio.

The light gold silk thread runs through the spine of the book, matching the Buddha's hand, which is slow, unhurried, and extremely elegant.

Jiang Yuanhan held down his hand, and didn't have time to check if this hand was particularly familiar. He was anxious: "This is my wish for the first half of my life. Only when I see this sword can I feel at ease. Otherwise, it’s very close at hand. If I don’t take a look, I won’t be able to sleep at night. Zen Master, you don’t know how important he is to me. I have achieved success in my practice because of this encouragement..."

Wang Sheng finally raised his head.

His eyelashes are also thinly golden. When he stared at him, he obviously had no emotion, but he still had the illusion of staring at him affectionately.Foxiu's eyes moved down, paused on the back of his hand, and said softly: "Release."

Jiang Yuanhan let go silently, and the fox's ears drooped: "...that, offended."

Wang Sheng withdrew his hand.

The back of his hand touched by the other party seemed to be on fire, warm to the point of scalding.Although that kind of pure innocence is a performance, it is also one of the essence of the other party.And every inch of the little fox that touched him seemed to be carrying strange guidance, making him burn from the skin all the way to the lungs, making him unbearably hot.

Everything is empty, he has realized it long ago.But now, how can there be such a problem in front of us.

Wang Sheng hid the backs of his hands in his sleeves, and he patiently put together the spells he had enlightened the little fox in order, while doing things, he said: "Chong and Jian ren are too heavy, you will be very disappointed after reading it."

"No, I'm just looking at it." Jiang Yuanhan said quickly, and then asked again, "But why does it have such a heavy resentment, isn't its owner a Taoist cultivator?"

"You know this."

"Cough... I heard it." The little fox smiled sheepishly, and couldn't help leaning over again, "I really want to see this sword, what did the sweeping mage just mean, is it you who want to go too?" The lotus pond... oh!"

Before he finished speaking, he was stuffed with a bunch of candied haws.Jiang Yuanhan subconsciously took a bite, and was filled with the sweet and sour taste. He looked up at the other party in confusion, and couldn't help but chewed and swallowed the sugar-coated hawthorn in his mouth.

Why is there such a thing in the storage magic weapon of a serious Buddhist cultivator... He ate it while thinking, but he didn't pay attention when the other party rubbed his ears. The little fox realized something was wrong after eating halfway: "Why do you..."

"do you like it?"

Jiang Yuanhan nodded.

"I guess you should like it."

After Wang Sheng finished speaking calmly, he lowered his head to repair the damaged scriptures on the desk case, as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Yuanhan took another bite of the candied haws, always feeling that the other party interrupted his words, while eating, he accompanied Wang Sheng to mend the scriptures for a long time, and then protested in a low voice: "You can't just use this to fool me."

The other party turned a deaf ear.

"Before I changed to me, I would never be bought by a bunch of candied haws." Jiang Yuanhan said slightly unevenly, but still honestly finished eating the candied haws. When I was doing work, I saw the other party and took out another box of dragon beard crisps.

"You..." Jiang Yuanhan licked his lips, "...Is there anything else?"

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