The scene changed again.

In a blink of an eye, the young monk has grown into a handsome monk, even the most simple and ordinary monk clothes can't hide it.

As long as you sit in front of the Buddha to meditate and recite scriptures, even the believers who offer incense can't help but look twice.

The great monk has become an old monk, and one day he called the young man Yuankong to his side, "Yuankong, it's time for you to go out to practice asceticism for a while, but you must not let the world's troubles fool your mind, especially don't touch men and women. love between."

"Yes, master." The young man Yuankong clasped his palms together, "I will definitely remember your instructions."

The old monk stared at his handsome and fair face, sighed silently, and said, "Well, then you can go."

……

that day.

The young man Yuankong returned to the room, prepared a few scriptures and a change of clothes, and left Shaolin Temple.

The outstanding appearance made it much easier for him to ask for alms, and even a young daughter-in-law prepared some steamed buns and sesame cakes for him to eat next meal.

However, the scorching summer scorched the earth, and the young man in the long-sleeved monk's uniform, Yuankong, was sweating profusely.

He saw a big tree not far away for shade, so he planned to go there to rest for a while.

As soon as he got under the tree, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a beautiful woman with white hair and white clothes lying on a tall tree and fell asleep.

The tree trunk was so thin that it would fall if he turned over, but the other party seemed to be sleeping very soundly, so he smiled and meditated below in silence.

At this moment, the sun was shining brightly, and a breeze came slowly, blowing the leaves and making a rustling sound.

When the white-haired woman woke up, the sun had set and the sky was dyed red by burning clouds.

She sat up and stretched, and saw a bald monk under the tree, so she flew down and looked at him curiously.

The young man Yuankong opened his eyes, the two looked at each other, then stood up and prepared to leave.

"Wait!" The white-haired woman quickly stretched out her arms to stop him, "Monk, aren't you afraid of me?"

The young man Yuankong looked down at the sunset and her face turned red, and said softly unconsciously, "Why am I afraid of you?"

"Are you really not afraid of me?" The woman in white had doubts in her eyes, and anyone who saw her white hair would scream in fear.

"I'm not afraid." The young man Yuan Kong smiled lightly and continued walking forward.

"Hey!" The woman in white suddenly chased after her with joy on her face, "Monk, if I say I am a demon, are you afraid of me?"

After speaking, she frowned and tried her best, and two white, fluffy and pink triangular ears popped out of her head.

The young man Yuankong stared at her ears, and said calmly, "Monsters and humans are just a kind of all things in the world, so what's so scary?"

After finishing speaking, he left regardless of the other party's expression.

But I didn't know that the white-haired woman followed him secretly soon, and found that the monk's appearance seemed to make many human girls blush when they saw it in the world.

But they didn't know that this monk was a bit stupid.

Someone gave him an umbrella on a rainy day, but he gave the umbrella to the wet kitten on the road.

Obviously, sometimes the food he got for alms was very little, but he would still give it to the old beggars.

……

After following for several days, one night when it was raining heavily, the young man Yuankong sat in the ruined temple and looked at the white dress at the door.

"Come in."

The white-haired woman, who was hiding outside and trying to hide from the rain, felt panicked when she heard his words, but she quickly made up her mind and stepped in, pretending to be nonchalant, "So you know I'm following you?"

The young man Yuankong smiled and was speechless.

The white-haired woman's hair was drenched, she looked a bit embarrassed, but seeing the young man Yuankong was so indifferent, she couldn't help feeling bad.

Walked over and knelt down to lift his chin, "Monk, I'm hungry and want to eat you?"

The young man Yuankong's black eyes were clear, "Benefactor, if you are hungry, I have some dry food in my cloth bag to barely satisfy your hunger."

"Who wants to eat dry food, me." The white-haired woman whispered next to his ear, "I want to eat people."

The young man Yuankong frowned, "Why do you want to eat people?"

"Because I'm a goblin. If goblins don't eat people, don't they eat steamed buns?" The white-haired woman curled her lips.

The young man Yuankong stared at her and said, "Can I stop eating people?"

The white-haired woman was stared at by him, inexplicably felt hot on the face, and her chest was throbbing wildly, so she hurriedly turned her eyes away and said, "If you don't want me to eat people, okay, let me stay by your side and be my master, Watch me teach me, I won't harm anyone, but if you don't accept me as an apprentice, I will find someone to eat, especially a juicy child..."

The young man Yuankong said without hesitation, "Okay."

"What?" The white-haired woman was taken aback, recalling that what she just said was actually just a joke...

The young man Yuankong said solemnly, "I will accept you as an apprentice."

...but ah, there is nothing wrong with that...

Ever since a monk and a fox became masters and apprentices, they traveled around together, meditated together, and watched the sunrise and sunset together.

A few years in a hurry, the four seasons exchange.

When the monk saw the fox eating steamed buns with a bitter face, he would show a gentle smile that he didn't even notice.

The white fox will imitate the monk clothes that the human girls sewed for him.

The monk's clothes were washed white, and the monk looked even more handsome when he wore them. The fox even imagined that he would look like he had long hair in a bun.

However, the love in Baihu's eyes became more and more obvious, but the monk gradually became more and more silent.

In a moonlit night.

The white fox curled up under the tree turned back into a white-haired woman, walked up to the monk who was meditating and stared for a long time, then slowly bent down.

The youth Yuankong didn't know when he woke up, and said lightly, "What are you doing!"

The white-haired woman didn't get up, she looked straight at his face, "Master, do you remember the white fox you saved more than ten years ago, I am that fox, don't you want me to be by your side?" , so I waited for you there that day."

The monk's eyes did not fluctuate, "So what?"

These four simple words made the white fox's heart feel as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on it.

The white-haired woman backed away slowly, "Have you ever liked me?"

The young man Yuankong was silent for a while before saying, "I am a monk, and you can only be my apprentice."

"Enough is enough, don't talk anymore!" The white-haired woman covered her ears in pain and backed away, then glared at him bitterly and ran away without looking back.

And the young man Yuankong sat under the tree from the beginning to the end, but no matter how many sutras he recited, there was a restlessness in his heart.

When he saw a little bit of fire in the distance, his uneasiness instantly overwhelmed all his rationality, and he finally got up and used the lightness kung fu he had never used before to fly away.

A house in a small town caught fire, and the pupils of the young man Yuankong trembled violently for the first time.

Intuition told him that the white fox was inside.

He pushed open the door.

There are corpses everywhere, blood everywhere, and the fire is spreading.

A white-haired woman stood in the courtyard holding a bloody sword.

The young man Yuankong screamed, "What are you doing?!"

The white-haired woman covered in blood turned her head, looked at him blankly and said, "I didn't kill these people!"

The young man Yuankong heard the sound of movement, and turned his back, "You go."

The white-haired woman panicked, afraid that he would misunderstand her and hated him for not believing in herself, "I didn't kill anyone or harm anyone! Why did you drive me away!"

The expression of the young man Yuankong was hidden in the night, "It's not that I don't believe it, so what if I believe it? You are a demon after all, and I am a human after all. You should go back to your place."

"Yuankong!" The white-haired woman was completely furious, "I have been with you for so many years, but you treat me like this, it is really heartless!"

"Amitabha." The young man Yuankong lowered his head and quickly twirled the beads in his hand, "Love is the root of pain, and the sea of ​​suffering has no limit. I hope you will turn your back on it!"

"Turn back to the shore?" The white-haired woman sneered, and threw the sword in her hand to the ground, "Haha, then you shouldn't have saved me back then! If you hadn't saved me, you wouldn't have started!"

The young man Yuankong closed his eyes and recited the scriptures, as if he had been thinking about it for a long time before he said, "You and I have finished our fate as a master and apprentice, so hurry up and leave."

"Okay." The white-haired woman stubbornly raised her body and stared at his cassock-clothed back, not letting the tears flow from her eyes, "From now on, you keep your precepts, and I will follow my demon way again." It doesn't matter!"

……

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