Picking Hibiscus in Shejiang River

Xia finally stood up and walked towards the meditation room where Chelian had rested.

Xiuning Temple, located in the deep mountains of the south of the Yangtze River, had few incense sticks, and there were not many monks staying in the meticulously repaired Zen dormitory. Sakyamuni easily found the room where Chelian was sleeping soundly, opened the door with a lamp, and stood The head of the bed looked at him through the ghost lights.

Even though he was famous for his flirtatious beauty that was contrary to the appearance of Qingxiu Buddha when he was young, but nearly [-] years of time in the world have indeed drowned the once romantic in the withered eyebrows.Fortunately, he was treated in the medical hall today, and he took a dip in the medicinal spring in the back mountain of Xiuning, and now he is much plumper than before, and he is no longer so difficult to swallow.

Che Lian opened her eyes in a haze, and what she saw was the face of Sakyamuni who was close at hand; those starry eyes were always watching his old brows, and the gaze immersed in nostalgia seemed to be dull pain, but also like There is a touch of tenderness.

He was on the verge of death and dilapidated, while the gorgeous monk in front of him was in the prime of his life, so handsome and palpitatingly beautiful.

He had heard about the legend of Master Jiayu's life experience earlier. He was the prince who was born in the coffin of the former imperial concubine Jade, who was called a disastrous concubine. Temple; but I don't know what kind of beauty the concubine who gave birth to such a fairy character should be.

Concubine Yu...

A strange inspiration flashed through his mind, Chelian stared at Sakyamuni's amorous eyebrows, vaguely felt that he seemed to have forgotten something in the past, but was taken aback by his next action.

Sakyamuni lowered his eyes, turned off the lights and turned over on the couch, just like that.

……

In the long night, the person who had been thinking about him for decades was right under him, but Sakyamuni didn't have any tender thoughts with him, so he ended the first time of the two with a bit of appetite, and accumulated the secret of seizing each other. The pure yang energy flowed through him for a while, until the shriveled skin under the palm became full of flesh and bone again, washing away the dead energy in the meridians.

When the sky was about to dawn, he lit the lamp again, took a deep breath and lowered his head to look at the temperature on his chest. The person sleeping in his arms was indeed a young beauty with red lips and phoenix eyes, like a painting.

Having just experienced a fierce love/event, Che Lian was buried in Sakyamuni's neck and fell into a drowsy sleep. Due to the catalysis of pure yang power, the hairless head suddenly fell down like a cloud of blue silk. She frowned slightly because of the nightmare, but she couldn't hide the charm and coquettishness in it. It was vaguely the flamboyant incense monk back then, who easily touched Sakyamuni's heartstrings.

So beautiful, she really didn't disappoint him.

[Omitted]

He held Chelian in his arms, his mind was constantly active, and he still couldn't fall asleep peacefully.

[Omitted]

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The two were so romantic that they forgot their original positions. They just kept rubbing each other's warm body, ignorantly but passionately seeking the most primitive pleasure.

I don't know how long I have been entangled in this undisturbed Zen dormitory. When Sakyamuni fell asleep again with the exhausted and satisfied beauty under him, and opened his eyes refreshed in the lazy autumn sunset, There was no sign of Chelian by her side.

He put on his clothes and got up, and saw through the window that Che Lian was looking at something with her back turned to him, so he walked out the door, walked behind him and hugged that slender waist, and pressed his strong chest against his cool back, Leaning close to his ear, he whispered:

"What is Lian Er looking at?"

Che Lian raised her hand, pointing to Xiuning Mountain, which was already immersed in brilliant pink, and said:

"...the peach blossoms are blooming."

peach blossom

The setting sun in Xiuning Mountain is gradually sinking, and the sunset is dyed thousands of shades, which is even more beautiful. It is in full bloom in this unseasonable early autumn season, which makes Che Lian feel a little bit as if she has passed away.

Sakyamuni then followed his gaze to look at those peach blossoms, not feeling much surprise, just rested his chin lightly on Chelian's neck for a while, and said with a smile: "I think Lian'er is also a blessed person, so I can't bear it anymore." As soon as I went to Xiuning Mountain, I caught up with this out-of-season peach blossom, which suits you very well."

Che Lian woke up like a dream, and only then noticed the ambiguous posture between herself and Sakyamuni, and quickly broke free from his embrace and knelt down, her face was covered by her hanging black hair, and she said in a deep voice:

"The old monk thanked Master Jiayu for saving his life. I will never forget it in this life. In the future, I am willing to be sent by Xiuning Temple, and I will go through fire and water, and I will not hesitate!"

"..."

He could hear the sincere gratitude in these words, but Sakyamuni felt a little displeased, looking at this young beauty who was still lingering with him on the couch not long ago, his sword eyebrows frowned and then loosened, and finally silently Sighed.

"Okay. What's your plan now?" Seeing that Chelian really treated her as if she was a benefactor, Sakyam also withdrew his previous intimacy and said with lowered eyes, "If you want to go back to Bofeng Temple to find that If the old man Chehai takes revenge, please forgive me, with your current cultivation level, you will definitely not be able to do anything to him."

After hearing this, Che Lian's expression changed, although resentment filled her eyes, she gradually calmed down, her eyes were deep in thought, as if she had no better plan.

So Sakyamuni said:

"How about this; how about I teach you how to practice the secret method of capturing phases?"

Seeing Chelian froze for a moment, he said again: "Revenge doesn't have to be obsessed overnight. You have limited cultivation now, and after all, as a person in the world, your lifespan is short. Only the secret method of seizing phase can help you stay young forever. Suppress the nameless poison in your body, as long as you practice diligently in the future, you will surely kill the old devil yourself one day."

Che Lian never thought that Master Jiayu would be willing to teach him the martial art that everyone in the martial arts hoped for, and he couldn't help being very excited when he was stunned. He didn't care about his weak body and knelt down at the feet of Sakyamuni again, saying: "In that case , please master and receive a bow from your disciples!"

Sakyamuni, who was caught off guard by Che Lian's swift worship of his teacher, slightly raised his eyebrows, and slowed down his voice:

"only……"

The sunset has already stretched the thin shadows of the two people, and the distant bells are heard from the dense peach blossom forest, and the remote Buddhist dormitory is getting deeper and quieter. "I can't teach you for nothing, you have to give me something in exchange."

When Che Lian raised her head to look at herself, he paused, stepped forward and wrapped the cloud-like blue silk around his fingertips, lowered his head and breathed in his ear, and said ambiguously: "... Lian Er really said It’s true, the appearance does not disappoint, I am very satisfied.”

Seeing the beauty in front of him looking at him inexplicably, his blank phoenix eyes really didn't understand her meaning, so he withdrew his hand helplessly, and said seriously: "It means that I still lack a disciple who can warm the bed, if you want to practice The secret method of seizing phases in Xiuning Temple that cannot be passed on outside the world, you must use this body to repay me."

Then he added: "Furthermore, this esoteric method needs supplementation. Now you probably won't be able to find a more suitable candidate than me. You can also add some points during the double cultivation. Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"

Only then did Che Lian understand, and subconsciously raised her hand to touch her smooth and clean cheeks, and recalled all the madness of last night, although her mood was slightly complicated, she still lowered her head and responded softly:

"……it is good."

After speaking, he stood up, and after a long silence, he said: "It's just that this disciple who warms the bed is different from ordinary disciples, and I hope that Master can also accept my unfeeling request."

"Let's just say it's okay."

"I'm afraid that I'm not good at learning, and I'm afraid that it will be difficult for me to be able to completely grasp the old man who cuts the sea by myself. I also ask the master to come with me when he is introduced, and help me to fulfill this long-cherished wish."

Sakyamuni didn't speak out for a long time after hearing the words, knowing that this piercing hatred had already haunted his originally clear Zen heart, and I'm afraid it would be difficult to unravel in this life. Faintly cooled down, turned his back and stopped looking at him a little bored, and said after a long time:

"That's what you want."

……

In this way, Sakyamuni and Chelian worked as mentors and apprentices on Mount Xiuning for ten years.

Ten years is a time limit for most of the mortals who have limited time in the world. It is enough for a young boy to grow into a heroic boy, and for an old man to collapse into a grave; For those who have mastered the secret method, it is just a moment before the court.

Chelian shaved her hair, put on a black robe, and held a Buddhist bead in her hand, and started to practice as a monk again in this Xiuning Temple, but she was no longer as cautious as the successor abbot in the past, and still wore a golden ring Aromatherapy, both drinking and eating meat.In his words, since he has become a demon monk, he must also look like a demon monk. If he is required to suppress his nature and imitate the hypocritical monks of Bofeng Temple, it doesn't matter whether he is a Buddha or not.

The relationship between him and Sakyamuni has never been far or close. During the daytime, the two are well-behaved masters and apprentices. They have nothing but to ask for advice. Even the disciples who went in and out with him can't see the slightest clue Come; at night, in the quiet and remote Zen dormitory, Wushan was cloudy and rainy, and I fell asleep on my feet, and ten years passed by so gently.

Sakyamuni originally thought that ten years of getting along day and night would be enough to warm a cold and empty heart. Even if Che Lian didn't gradually develop feelings for him in the tenderness of day and night, he would eventually be closer than others ; but I don't want more than 3000 days and nights to pass, Chelian's thoughts of revenge have never faded for a day, and the realm of martial arts has also advanced by leaps and bounds, and I have never paid attention to his love-hate eyes.

Although she has known him in bed for a long time, the famous demon monk Chelian is really incomprehensible. She never knew that Sakyamuni had true intentions for her, and only thought it was admiration for his couch style.And because of the arrogance of being a master, Shajiayu refused to express his own thoughts in person, and became impetuous over time, always finding faults meanly, ridiculing and sneering, and not mentioning it, and he was no longer in the double cultivation on weekdays Be gentle with him.

But after all, Che Lian was so many years older than him.