The spare tire is broken [Quick Transmigration]

Cheng Muyun did what he said, and that night, he hooked a lost little scholar in.

The round-faced maid led him to another bedroom in the east wing, where he lived opposite Ji Ming.

This time, Cheng Muyun didn't even play the piano in the gazebo, but came along the promenade wearing the red gauze dress and clogs from last night.

Kicking and kicking, Cheng Muyun deliberately let the clogs make a sound in the corridor.

He stopped outside the little scholar's door and knocked.

The door opened.

The young scholar with delicate features only took one look at Cheng Muyun, then lowered his head blushing.

"Cheng, Mr. Cheng? Is there something wrong?"

Cheng Muyun smiled, "The wind tonight is a bit chilly."

The little scholar hurriedly took a step back, "Ah, then you, come in and talk, come in and talk."

Cheng Muyun crossed the threshold, and when he turned to close the door, he glanced at the opposite side.

The candle was still on, but there was no movement inside.

Cheng Muyun's face remained unchanged, he closed the wooden door, and inserted the latch by the way.

The little scholar stood there, still at a loss, and asked: "My lord, but what's the matter?"

Cheng Muyun raised his hand, and the wide sleeves fell down to his elbows, revealing a large area of ​​fair skin. He shook the wine bottle in his hand, "The night wind is too cold, why don't you drink with me to warm up?"

"Okay, okay." The scholar didn't stutter, when the little maid led him in, she spoke elegantly and gracefully.

It's just that when Cheng Muyun smiled, his ears buzzed continuously, and he couldn't hear other sounds except for the beating heart in his chest.

He just nodded, it should be, he was at a loss, for fear of offending this young master.

Cheng Muyun collapsed in front of the window, put the jug on the table, and took out two jade cups from the collapsed storage drawer.

He picked up the jug and threw it at the scholar who was sitting on the side in a daze, "Goose, pour the wine."

The scholar came back to his senses, caught the jug in a hurry, pulled the cork and poured the wine honestly.The aroma of wine pervaded the air, and everything looked somewhat similar to yesterday.

The difference is that the handsome scholar in front of him is much more knowledgeable and interesting than the monk.

With a smile on his face, Cheng Muyun leaned over the table and asked with his chin in his hand, "Do you think it's boring to just drink alcohol? What else do you need for good wine?"

The scholar was intoxicated, and subconsciously replied, "Beautiful lady?"

Cheng Muyun rolled her eyes, but with the addition of the glamorous ghost illusion, the rolled eyes are also charming.He frowned and said angrily, "Drink!"

The scholar simply ordered and moved, picked up the wine on the table and drank it with his head up.The wine was very strong, which was beyond his expectation, and the scholar who didn't notice for a while was choked and coughed again and again.

Cheng Muyun clapped his palms and smiled, his affectionate eyes seemed to be dyed crimson by peach blossoms.

The scholar stared blankly again, and even forgot to cough.

Cheng Muyun ignored him, but raised his hand and pushed open the window, "Good wine naturally needs a beautiful view to accompany the meal."

Outside the window, the bright moon hangs high, and the peach blossoms are in full bloom. There are even branches of peach blossoms that seem to be alive, poking in from the window frame, and the whole room is full of peach blossoms.

All of this is not in line with common sense. As a conscious person, he already knew that the young man in red in front of him was not a human being, but a ghost.

It's a pity that the scholar has been completely fascinated. Even if Cheng Muyun asked him to jump from the window to the pond outside, he would not hesitate at all.

The night wind blew, the peach blossom branches trembled, and a burst of red flowers fell.

Cheng Muyun glanced out of the window with smiling eyes, and said in his mind, "Peach blossom trees are innocent, why bother?"

The system was almost covered with mosaics at this time. Hearing this, he struggled to come out and asked, "What what?"

"Kids, go back and look at the mosaics, be good."

Cheng Muyun dismissed the system, and his eyes fell on the scholar again, "Pour the wine, and drink again, I will drink this glass with you."

As soon as the words fell, another rain of peach blossoms fell, and a complete peach blossom swirled and fell to the tip of Cheng Muyun's nose.

He moved slightly, opened his lips to bite the peach blossom, then leaned over, and the peach blossom fell into the wine glass.

Cheng Muyun picked up the wine glass and handed it to the scholar.The scholar lowered his head, and saw a peach blossom inside, floating on the wine, and then raised his head, he had a face more breathtaking than the peach blossom.

He froze to pick it up, and then stretched out his hand, but it was empty.

Cheng Muyun took back the wine glass, raised her head and drank it, and said with a chuckle, "Drink your own wine."

The wine bottle is not big, and there are three cups and two cups. The wine has already been drunk, but everyone gets drunk when the wine is not intoxicating.

Cheng Muyun got up halfway, put his left hand on the table, and pulled the scholar's skirt with his right hand to pull him over. He lowered his head and was about to kiss him, the atmosphere was lingering.At this moment, the golden light exploded, and the dazzling light swept across the entire room.

When Cheng Muyun regained consciousness, she saw that she had left the house and appeared under the peach blossom tree outside the window.He was pressed against the tree trunk, and in front of him was Ji Ming who had been standing here for an unknown amount of time.

On Jiming's gray monk robe, peach blossom petals were covered, but his expression was still indifferent.

Cheng Muyun said angrily: "Smelly monk, what are you doing?"

Ji Ming lowered his eyes and looked over, his face was still calm, but there was something surging in his eyes that he hadn't seen in the past two days.With a movement of his finger, the glazed Buddha beads seemed to turn into ropes to control Cheng Muyun as they did during the day.

Cheng Muyun said angrily: "If you tie me up again, I will kick you out immediately!"

He can't defeat Ji Ming at this time, but it is still possible to prevent Ji Ming from stepping into the peach blossom forest forever.

Ji Ming's movements stopped, and his hands loosened slightly.Seeing this, Cheng Muyun was about to break free.

"Well……"

well.

Cheng Muyun has a clear understanding of his current ghost body, even if Jiming doesn't use other abilities, he can hold him still with his strength alone.

He gave up his resistance and began to attack his heart, "What? Master is regretting it? But at this moment, I have taken a fancy to that little scholar. If you don't mind, we can do it together."

Jiming finally spoke, his voice was flat, not angry, he just asked, "What do you want?"

Cheng Muyun glared at him, "It's none of your business for me to cultivate the way of ghosts?"

Ji Ming: "The way of ghosts is not the right way, I would like to help you to walk on the right way."

Cheng Muyun didn't buy it, and said with a sneer, "What kind of Buddhist mentality is this? I feel sleepy after hearing it. It has been proved that I don't have the root of wisdom, so naturally I have to continue to practice the way of ghosts."

Jiming: "Ghost way? Just like that, is your ghost way?"

"Well, just now I practiced the Yangui Dao, you knocked out my training object, you will have to pay for it."

Ji Ming was silent for a moment, and asked, "How to pay?"

"Of course... go outside and help me find ten or eight young men who are strong and handsome. They want to be virgins, and their birth dates should be good. You are a monk, so it is convenient for you to do things."

Cheng Muyun ignored Jiming's increasingly dark eyes, and continued, "Master said he wanted to save me, but prevented me from cultivating, so what if it's not killing?"

Jiming's hand loosened his strength, but only controlled Cheng Muyun vainly, and he asked again: "What exactly do you want?"

Cheng Muyun said calmly, "I want to leave here to take a look, but now I can't help myself, I'm trapped in a square inch, if I don't go out to take a look, I can't let go of my obsession, and I can't re-enter reincarnation."

He smiled provocatively, "I won't kill anyone, Master Ji Ming who saves all sentient beings, please rest assured."

After finishing speaking, he waved away Ji Ming's hand, straightened his clothes, and entered the house again.

The scholar was still awake, still lying on the couch in front of the window.

Cheng Muyun did not close the window, and the peach blossom branches receded from the window frame, showing the scene in the window more and more completely.

Ji Ming stood quietly under the peach blossom tree, slowly raised his left hand in front of his chest, and moved the prayer beads.He lowered his eyes to the ground.

However, it was too quiet at this time, so quiet that even the sound of clothes rubbing against each other could be heard clearly.

Cheng Muyun was a ghost, without the sound of breathing, the scholar's breathing sound was especially harsh and disturbing.

Ji Ming raised his head, and was about to leave, but saw Cheng Muyun raised his hand, half of his clothes and robes were removed, revealing his fair skin.

despair.

blah blah blah.

One after another, the glazed Buddha beads rolled down on the bluestone slab, making a clear sound like falling rain.

The gray-clothed monk standing under the peach blossom tree has disappeared.

"Hmm—" Cheng Muyun changed places again in an instant, and was thrown onto the wooden bed. He frowned and was about to make trouble, but was pushed down.

The distance between the two was very close, Jiming put his hands on Cheng Muyun's ears, and a pair of long legs controlled Cheng Muyun so that he couldn't break free.

At this moment, Jiming lost all the calmness he had just now, gritted his teeth and said word by word: "What exactly do you want?"

It was still the same question, but Cheng Muyun heard something else. He put his arms around Jiming's neck and said softly: "If you want Master, you can get me over with you."

Ji Ming stared at him for a moment, breathing heavily.He lowered his head slowly, and the distance between the two of them became closer and closer, breathing intertwined.

Seeing that his lips were about to touch each other, a Sanskrit inscription lit up on Ji Ming's heart, and his confused eyes suddenly struggled.

Cheng Muyun cursed in his heart, but he also knew that he had failed again this time. He thought that double cultivation would fail, so he could only settle for the next best thing.

He raised his hand, held Ji Ming's face, and said softly, "Look into my eyes."

At this time, Master Jiming was between reason and desire, he looked over instinctively, and when he saw this, his consciousness fell into a peach blossom.

Cheng Muyun fell on the bed, pushed the people on him away, and said: "System, it's so difficult to become a monk, it's like this, and you can still keep the Lingtai clear."

He lured the scholar to come and stimulated Ji Ming several times. From the peach blossoms in the courtyard, to the smell of wine, to the false entanglement with the scholar, he broke through Ji Ming's defense step by step.

He succeeded, just now Ji Ming has returned to the world of mortals from a Buddha who has no desires and desires, and has become a person with desires.Unfortunately, the time is too short.

System: "I think you are strong enough, what are you going to do next, take advantage of your charm and put him to sleep?"

Cheng Muyun said contemptuously: "Your structure is still too small. For a person like Jiming, if you don't break his state of mind, it's useless to just sleep. There is no difference in his eyes."

Cheng Muyun relaxed and didn't waste any more time. She stood up and met Shang Jiming's confused eyes, and said, "I'll ask, you answer."

Ji Ming nodded slowly.

"Where did Tang Xi go?"

Jiming frowned slightly, and waited for a moment before answering: "The Holy Son of the Monster Race."

Cheng Muyun was shocked, and asked again: "He is a human being, how can he become the holy son of the demon clan."

"Tang Xi has the blood of the demon clan."

Hearing this, Cheng Muyun suppressed the doubts in his heart for a while, and continued to ask: "Why did you become a monk?"

Ji Ming frowned even tighter, and remained silent.

Cheng Muyun didn't ask, Ji Ming was already very strong-willed, if he forced to ask him something he didn't want to say, it would only cause him to wake up early.

Cheng Muyun changed the question, "Your junior, how did Cheng Muyun die in the first place?"

"I don't know..." At this time, Jiming almost squeezed out every single word.

Cheng Muyun still wanted to ask, but saw that his expression was wrong, and he was about to regain consciousness.He had no choice but to give up, raised his hand and snapped his fingers in front of Jiming, making him fall into a coma.

Cheng Muyun got up and got out of bed, and was about to leave when she stopped at the door.

The system asked: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Muyun said: "The good opportunity that came so hard, we can't just let him go so easily."

He turned around and walked to the bed, raised his hand and untied his belt.

The system was stunned, and stammered: "You, you, you really want to sleep with him."

Cheng Muyun turned on the bed and untied Jiming's clothes.He raised his hand on Jiming's shoulder and grabbed it, then pulled the quilt over and closed his eyes.

"Shut up and sleep."