Picking Hibiscus in Shejiang River

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The light in the room seems to be much brighter than yesterday. It can be seen that it has been carefully tidied up. The candlestick and incense burner beside the desk have been moved out, and the couch that only allowed one person to sleep soundly before has been made into a double couch; The calligraphy and paintings of the Buddha statues on the wall were also put away for a while, and replaced with pictures of rich and noble landscapes.

He was a little dumbfounded, knowing that it was the masterpiece of a former monk who was disrespectful to Buddha, seeing that the clothes he changed the night before had been taken away, and the clothes basket by the bed was also missing, so he got up and walked towards the washing room Going there, as expected, I saw Chelian who was drying the pillow quilt in the courtyard.

When he saw the familiar erotic monk with golden rings shining around his ear, shaved hair and wearing a monk's robe, wearing Buddhist beads and relics leisurely among many laundry disciples, Sakyamuni felt a sweetness in his throat , almost did not spit out a mouthful of blood.

Although he also knew that Chelian, who was already a layman, was not suitable to stay in the temple for many days, but he never expected that this person would shave her body here again without saying a word , and after all, he had been a monk in the Bofeng Temple for many years, and he did not teach any disciples around him to detect abnormalities. At most, he was surprised by his appearance, but it did not cause too much commotion.

Thinking of the black silk that was still lingering between his fingers yesterday morning, Sakyamuni looked at Chelian's smooth head with distress, with an extremely sad expression on his face.

He didn't feel any pity that the long hair that had been growing for so long was shaved off like this without discussing it with himself in advance; now it's better, they have become the funny appearance of the previous life again, smelly monk to smelly monk , Dead bald donkey vs dead bald donkey.

Seeing Chelian looking at him, there seemed to be a smile in Fengfeng's eyebrows, Sakyamuni turned his head away, and walked away angrily.

After that, Che Lian really set herself up as a newly ordained novice monk, and grandiosely lived in the Zen room next to him. With the advantage of being close to the water, she was able to pester him every day. To do the homework of novice practice, Sakyamuni meditated by his side when he meditated and recited scriptures. When Sakyamuni went out, he sat upright and waited for him to come back, with a look of peace of mind.

Sakyamuni regretted giving Chelian the bronze key of his meditation room, and every time he wanted to take it out of his arms while he was asleep, but Chelian was very vigilant, even in a dream, he kept it very closely, never He has not been taught to succeed.

Unexpectedly, even though she faced him day and night, Che Lian never seduced him so blatantly again, her gestures were incomparably polite, and when she slept by his side at night, she just rested lightly on his shoulder to sleep peacefully , which made Sakyamuni secretly heave a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he was a little indescribably disappointed.

After more than a month of such a comfortable and lazy life, Sakyamuni became more and more confused. He didn't know what the old goblin was planning, and his mood became slightly impetuous. He has a handsome face, but he doesn't bother to talk to him.

The fiery summer day in Muling finally passed away, and the originally noisy cicadas gradually disappeared in the depths of flowers and plants. Shakya Yu came back from the abbot's courtyard after seeing Master Wuwo, and returned with a heavy heart. The atmosphere of the Buddhist temple, when you open the door, you will see the familiar incense table, the familiar lights, and the familiar erotic monk sitting on the couch.

He took a look at Che Lian, and found that he was rubbing the meridian-soothing aromatic medicine on his acupoints with his upper body naked.

These days, Che Lian bid farewell to the life of poor commoners in the city. The old wounds from before have healed to a great extent, and she has not neglected to practice. The thin and strong muscles cover the stretched bones, and the elegant and strong arms are glowing under the lamplight. With a delicate honey color, it is naturally very attractive in the eyes of Sakyamuni who has not relieved for a long time.

He held a book in front of his face, originally peeping secretly; but after thinking about it, this is his territory after all, it's not a big deal to see an uninvited visitor a few more times, so he calmed down and looked at it through the flickering candlelight. Getting more and more fascinated.

Noticing the man's fiery gaze lingering on her naked upper body, Cheren paused, looked at him with a half-smile and said:

"……looks good?"

Sakyamuni swallowed his saliva, and subconsciously wanted to blurt out the word "beautiful", but felt that this scene seemed familiar, so he couldn't help but stop the words that came to his mouth, turned his head and held his breath: "What's so beautiful, I Much prettier than you."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he almost bit off his own tongue, only feeling that the words were a bit of an attempt to cover up.Going to see Che Lian again, I saw that he had stopped applying the medicine, looked at himself and said with a low laugh: "Ming'er is prettier than me."

Then he stood up, and without putting on the monk's robe that had faded to his waist, he walked up to Sakyamuni who was sitting behind the desk, gently hooked his soft fingers, and opened the skirt of his chest .

Then, when he was already in a trance, he sat in his arms very calmly and naturally, breathed a warm breath into the ear that was already a little flushed, and pressed his palm against his chest and slowly rubbed:

"...I thought about it, and today is also the time to practice."

Shi Jiayu was taken aback for a moment, and as if aware of something, he hugged Chelian's waist, leaned on the place where the fragrance was smeared on his chest and sniffed, and then suddenly realized.

What kind of medicine is here to soothe the meridian, it is clearly a balm used by ordinary people on their wedding night to cheer up!

Shajiayu secretly groaned, never thought that Che Lian would hold back for many days and not easily seduce herself, and in the end she used such a stupid trick again, she was also a little too unconfident in her own charm.Although this ointment is mild in nature and does not hurt the body, it cannot be compared with the enchanting poison he took to force himself to hug him that day, but after all, he has also held it in for such a long time, how can he hold it uncontrollably? hurt him.

As if aware of what Sakyamuni was thinking, Chelian kissed his temples, and said softly: "Don't hold back. Ming'er, I'm yours..."

The upsurge of desire intertwined between the lips of the two, Sakyamuni sighed, knowing that this catastrophe could not escape, so she hugged him on the couch, and finally covered the long-awaited honey-colored body. "I just...just want to make out with you." Between lips and teeth, he said vaguely, "I'm not forgiving you, don't take it for granted."

Che Lian smiled slightly, and didn't care about Ming'er's duplicity, she puffed up her chest and took the initiative to meet her.

They hadn't enjoyed the joy of fish and water for many days, and the two of them had a very good night. They hugged each other and slept until noon on the second day.

While sweating profusely, what Sakyamuni saw was Chelian staring at her tender eyebrows, and gradually forgot about it, and suddenly returned to the time of deep love in the illusion with him.

……

Sure enough, no matter how many years have passed and how many lives have been reincarnated, the only thing in the world that can truly comfort me is the embrace of this person.

When he woke up, it was already the evening when the twilight was getting darker. Shi Jiayu opened his sleepy eyes and yawned tiredly. Subconsciously, he wanted to take the person next to his pillow into his arms, but he couldn't touch it a few times; Only then did she realize that Che Lian got up at some point, and she was standing in the monastery wearing a monk's robe, looking at the sky under the Muling Ridge.

Shi Jiayu got up and poured a cup of tea to moisten his throat. Seeing that Chelian was fascinated and seemed not to go back to the house, he didn't call him out, and sat by the window and picked up a collection of strange stories to read.

After a long time, when the night slowly descended into Muling, he saw the light flashing in Che Lian's eyes suddenly, he turned his head and waved to himself in front of the window, as if he wanted him to go and see something.

He didn't know why, so he put down the book in his hand and walked to Che Lian's side, and followed the direction he pointed to look towards the small town swaying down the mountain and bursting with singing.In the eyes suddenly sparkling with sparks, bright mottled sky lanterns are slowly flying into the sky in the evening wind, intertwined with the brilliant stars in the night, like a dream.

"Ming'er," Che Lian stood still in front of him, and asked with a smile, "How about we go to the town to put two sky lanterns?"

Confession

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Young Master Yue, who remembered everything in the fantasy world many years ago, has been thinking, there are so many beauties in the world, why is it that he seems to be bewitched by a demon named Chelian, who must be reincarnated for two lives?

At that time, he was still young, and he didn't know that there was love and love in this world. He only knew that endless torture and cruelty were irreversible karma in the world. Monk Xiangfen, who was carried down the mountain by him to release the sky lantern, was able to struggle out of the chaos with this yearning for tenderness, and only then did he have the future Sakyamuni.

Even if it is evil fate, he has already accepted his fate.

The gorgeous monk in front of him looked at him with a smile, vaguely with the charming and suave look of the past, he naturally took his hand and pulled him into his warm embrace.Sakyamuni's nose was sour, and the copper-skinned and iron-framed body he had pretended earlier had been warmed by the man's soft eyes, and he lost his temper. He hugged his waist and mumbled:

"...Do you really know that you are wrong?"

Hearing this, a shocking joy enveloped Chelian's whole body in an instant.

He trembled slightly, and eagerly wanted to say something to swear to his lost and recovered lover; although he could be called a savvy person on weekdays, after all, he was too late to understand love, so it was inevitable that he would appear tongue-tied at this time Clumsy, I don't know how to confess this fiery heart to Ming'er.

In the end, he could only nod incessantly, imagining hugging the child who was attached to him like he was when he was young, but because of his current stature, he stopped his hand and turned to be close to him