Duan Sixu and the monks teleported to a ruined temple from a hundred years ago.

During this time, Duan Sixu has been using this place as a place of rest.

She doesn't care where she lives, she always belongs to herself, and heaven and earth can be her home.

She helped the monk to the pillars of the main hall and placed the staff on the ground.

Slowly let him sit down, leaning against the pillar.

"I'll take a look at your injuries. ”

"Offended. Duan Sixu unfastened the jade buckle of the robe, took it off, and stacked it neatly next to the staff.

She looked at the luxurious and delicate materials of the robe, and even the buckle was carved in the shape of a cloud dragon, or the top magic weapon in the Buddha realm.

Then she lifted the monk's collar and looked at her heart, but there was no blood or wounds.

"Or maybe it's an internal injury? I'll take a look. Duan Si continued to himself, just about to put his finger on the monk's vein.

Then the monk woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he was completely gone.

I just saw Duan Sixu with a hand on his chest, and wanted to probe his pulse.

The monk immediately jumped up and shouted, "No need, thank you!"

Duan Sixu was taken aback by this shout, and accidentally scratched three blood marks on the monk's chest.

"What are you doing? Duan Sixu stood up and said unhappily.

The monk lowered his head to arrange his clothes, and accidentally touched the blood marks on his chest, a little numb, but he didn't care.

He saw neatly stacked robes on the ground, and put them on.

He bent down and picked up the staff, and bowed, "Donor, there is a difference between men and women. ”

"Now, you and I have a skin-to-skin relationship, and I can only end myself. ”

Duan Sixu was shocked by the monk's words and doubted his life, and asked, "Finish yourself?"

"Yes, when I left the monastery, I promised that if he was unclean, he would destroy himself. The monk bowed with one hand.

"Oh, wait! What do you mean by being unclean! You mean, I defiled you!" Duan Si continued.

"I didn't say that, it's your own imagination, donor. The monk said with a cold face.

"My own imagination!" Duan Sixu has always been a steady person (self-opinion).

But at this time, she couldn't suppress her anger, but looked at the monk's thin body.

She still held back her anger and smiled: "Master, it was my mistake, I am sick here." ”

"I shouldn't have checked your body, let alone saved you. Duan Sixu pointed to his head and said.

"Farewell, then. As he spoke, the monk was about to slash at himself with his palm.

Duan Sixu hurriedly grabbed the monk's wrist and pressed him against the pillar.

The distance between the two is extremely close, and the slight breath can be felt clearly.

This monk was already majestic, and at this moment he was looking down at Duan Sixu slightly.

And Duan Sixu was stunned and looked at the monk's eyes, which were almost a pair of soul-striking.

The monk's frosty face, without any emotional fluctuations, said, "Donor, why did you stop me." ”

"Uh, that, are you so rigid!" Duan Sixu let go of the monk's wrist.

Taking a step back, hiding his nervousness, he asked.

The monk straightened out the robe that had just been dragged up by Duan Sixu, and said slowly: "Not really. ”

"Since you have to think that I am the one who made you unclean. ”

"Then, I am responsible for you, you are my person!

"If you are my person, you can't die! I won't let you!" Duan Si continued to think about it, and said angrily.

"The body is unclean, and it does not refer only to the mortal body, but also to this place. The monk pointed to his heart.

"What do you mean?" Duan Sixu continued.

"A pure heart, if it is tainted with the breath of filth and evil, is equal to death. The monk looked at Duan Si and continued.

The lights in the ruined temple were blown by the wind that suddenly blew in, just like Duan Sixu's heart at this moment.

"I have an evil aura?" Duan Si said tentatively.

"None. The monk paused.

"Then why are you still looking for death!" Duan Si continued.

"However, you also touched my body, so in a dilemma, I had no choice but to self-destruct. The monk said.

"What dilemma?" Duan Sixu then asked.

"The body is unclean, but the heart is pure. ”

"If you are like-minded, you can be with him, and he will walk with him. The monk thought for a moment and said.

Duan Sixu waved his hand and blurted out: "Then you will follow me." ”

The monk was a little imperceptibly surprised, and then said coldly: "I owe you a life, he will meet again in the future, and pay it back." ”

After speaking, he turned around and strode away from the ruined temple, and the sleeves of the wide monk's robe brushed the back of Duan Sixu's hand.

The back of her hand moved slightly, and she turned her head to look at the back of the monk leaving, and she felt a sense of amazement in her heart for some reason.

Duan Sixu walked to the place where the monk had sat and sat down, closed his eyes and rested.

But she couldn't sleep, she opened her eyes and looked outside, as if there was a storm coming.

"This monk, alone, although his cultivation is very high, his physique is weak. ”

"How did he get his internal injuries?"

"If it rains heavily, will he have a piece of tiles to cover him?" Duan Si continued to himself.

"Don't think about it, just invite him to go along. ”

"If he refuses, then I don't care. Duan Sixu stood up and walked behind the collapsed Buddha statue to meditate.

Around the middle of the night, a strong wind blew rain into the ruined temple.

On the ground of the main hall, near the door, there was already a pool of water.

At this time, I heard many footsteps stepping on the water and entering the ruined temple.

Duan Sixu stopped meditating, opened his eyes and listened.

"Chief, we have made the nineteen lives of this golden house. ”

"I also grabbed a lot of good things, how about going back and building a cottage!" A bald man without half a hair on his head.

Carrying a bag of marijuana on his back and holding a bloody machete in his hand, he said in ecstasy.

"That's what you have to do!"

"I want to raise the rebel army against the Mondu Dynasty. "This leader looks like a man.

"Yes, yes, the leader is right, you are the one who does great things!" a few doglegs flattered.

"Then, let's go straight to the palace and kill all the fragile waste!"

"Hahahaha!" the leader shook his knife and laughed wildly.

"Also, there are those people, look at their dead people all day long!"

"Isn't it the boss!" said the bald man excitedly.

"Listen to this, crush them, hahahaha!" the leader tossed his knife aside and sat down to rest.

A few dog-legged followers also found a random place to lie down, and it seems that they will also spend the night here tonight.

Duan Si continued to hear that this was a gang of evil bandits who killed people and oversold goods, and she must get rid of them.

She was about to get up when she heard another man walk in, with a light and steady step.

Duan Si continued to lean sideways, looked at the main hall, and was shocked: Why did the monk come back again!

"Why is he? Isn't he gone?" Duan Sixu whispered to himself.

When the monk came in, he swept away a few of the bandits and sat down cross-legged in a dimly lit corner.

"Chief, look at the monk's clothes and the golden staff. The bald bandit whispered as he pointed to the monk and the gleaming golden staff beside him.

The leader fixed his eyes, rolled his eyes and shouted at the monk with a smile: "Hey, monk, who let you in!"

The monk did not answer, but still sat upright, reciting the Buddhist scriptures.