(Today is the first day of reopening after a few months of blocking, and I'm very happy.) I didn't sleep all night, and now it's noon, so I desperately coded out the second shift, and now I go to sleep. I can finally finish telling this story, and I hope nothing will change. Thank you... ）

The tone of his speech was plain and down-to-earth, full of discussion, because he really didn't want to kill, and he felt that it was a sin to be a person, so the hand that picked up the nun's index finger gradually relaxed.

The nun snorted and sneered, "Are you really not from the Immortal Sect?"

Miao Yan nodded lightly and said, "The poor monk is indeed not. ”

The nun shook her head and said, "Who would believe what you say? This year is the year of great changes in the heavens, and when the new emperor ascends the throne, and the dragon qi has changed in the past two hundred years, the seventy-two caves of the two mansions, three islands and four courtyards of the Xianmen will send people to the Central Plains Jingshi to inquire about the truth and reality. You are from Abbot Island, and you are also the Enlightened Shakyamun, so why do you need to be difficult with me?"

Seeing that she didn't believe it, Miao Yan sighed helplessly, and said: "It seems that the only way to capture the good woman and hand it over to the old Zen master is to save the life of the good woman, please don't resist......"

As soon as he said this, he saw an extremely penetrating laugh suddenly burst out of the nun's mouth, like a poisonous snake rustling and spreading, and said coldly: "Do you think you can hold me?"

After saying this, Miao Yan felt that the finger bones holding the old nun suddenly became empty, as if they had become a blank and boneless rotten skin, and then, the nun's old skin seemed to be wrinkled and decayed in an instant, and then the whole person fell off like a snakeskin with the dark gray bhikshuni robe.

The old skin, with his robe, fell to the ground at this moment.

Behind the skin, there was a beautiful woman with a very wonderful posture, black hair and a shawl, and a naked body standing in front of Miao Yan.

Her figure and appearance looked no more than twenty or thirty years old, and it was when a woman was very juicy and tempting, when the cold wind blew, and the tall grape grains on Bai Yu's chest stood up unconsciously, and her face was slightly flushed, and there was a deep wheezing sound. Obviously, the flip action of "peeling" just now consumed her a lot.

Miao Yan looked at the naked woman, her face turned red unconsciously, and she immediately closed her eyes and lowered her head, muttering: "Nan no Shakyamuni, sin, sin ......"

The woman didn't dare to slack off, her body turned sharply, she took up her light skills, and fled into the vast cold night, and a voice came from mid-air: "Monk, I remember you, I will be ...... another day."

As soon as she said this, her figure was just about to approach the gate building of Suzaku Fang, when her voice stopped abruptly, and there seemed to be an invisible force that directly sucked her in.

Wonderful words are when the face is red and the heart is beating and the heart is extremely ashamed, so naturally they will not notice such a situation. After reading a few verses, my mood calmed down slightly, as if I had breathed a sigh of strength with my heart, and it took me a long time to calm down.

Then he looked back at the summer solstice that was fixed, and after a warm smile appeared on his face, he remembered that he didn't feel sorry for himself just now, so his eyes were a little flustered.

Xia Zhi looked at the monk's gaze and was a little deeply intoxicated at this moment, he hadn't seen him for many years, and there was no news from him, and he couldn't ask Li Sanlang at all, so he naturally felt extremely warm when he saw him again at this time.

Moreover, when the little monk came today, he really saved her from the time of fear when she was afraid of difficulties, as the gentleman said, "the hero who came on the seven-colored clouds".

Miao Yan looked at her appearance, naturally didn't know what she was thinking, and was very flustered to relieve her acupoints, but inadvertently touched her full chest.

So the little monk's whole face turned red, his heart beat like a drum, and then he felt a deep sense of guilt for violating the rules, and then put his hands together and muttered in his mouth: "If I hear it, the Buddha said that the Venerable Ka Ye ......."

Xia Zhi was unlocked by him, his body was loosened, and he couldn't help but feel funny when he saw that this little monk was still like back then, but the warmth in his heart couldn't be dissipated.

She had known him for eight years, and she had been separated from him for four years. She always thought that she loved two people, and it was not until today that she realized that what she loved was nothing more than this silly and stupid little monk.

Easily threw Xiao Guo Ding, who was still in her arms, on the snowy roof, at this time with the little monk, she didn't care about this bear child.

Slowly stood up, took two steps forward, and came to the wonderful words that were reciting the scriptures with their eyes closed. Gently held his hands and murmured, "Little monk, I miss you." ”

The cold and smooth touch on the hands made the Buddha's heart that had just stabilized regenerate ripples, and the sentence "I miss you" hit the heart of the wonderful words.

I opened my eyes in surprise, looked at Xia Zhi's beautiful face, and couldn't help but say: "I miss you too......"

After saying this, Miao Yan regretted it, since he practiced the "Ming Heart Sutra" taught by the old monk, some of the words in his heart always did not feel like he was speaking. It made him feel distressed.

However, after Xia Zhi heard his words, he had a smile on his face, tears in his eyes unconsciously welled up, hugged the little monk fiercely, threw him down on the eaves, and couldn't help but kiss him on the mouth.

When she came, she only felt that her whole body was stiff, and she couldn't exert any strength, so she was subdued by her like this, and there was a cold, but very delicate feeling on her lips, which made his whole body numb.

After a short and long kiss, Xia Zhi cried, and the golden beans fell down like a broken thread, wetting Miao Yan's cheeks, buzzing and crying: "You really have no conscience, I will never see you again after I get married, and the little gentleman often orders people to bring me something small, but he refuses to meet me." You stupid monk, dead monk, stinky monk, but I haven't heard from you all these years, where are you going......"

Miao Yan let her beat herself, and her heart was so confused that she didn't know what to say for a while.

On the night when the cold snow first stopped, the eaves of the snow-covered roof, the summer solstice pressed the wonderful words, crawled on top of him, while crying, while hitting his chest, when the cold wind blew, his back was a little cold, but his heart was warm.

Miao Yan was pressed under her, feeling the pile of softness on her chest, her eyes opened as if she was stupid, and instinctively reached out and slapped her vest. muttered: "Summer Solstice, I am a monk......"

Xia Zhi was full of joy at this moment, and when he heard his words, he suddenly burst into laughter, wiped his tears and said, "What about the monks? I love you, the monks, and you just said that you love me." ”

Then she felt something on her thighs that suddenly stood up through the brocade clothes, and she happily rubbed her legs vigorously, and happily teased and teased: "Is this what a monk is like this? What an immodest little monk." ”

Miao Yan was rubbed by her, and she felt numb all over her body, and her left hand unconsciously grabbed a handful of snow and clenched it hard. But I was thinking, "If I smell ......"

Xia Zhi felt so cute when he saw his stunned appearance, and said with a soft chuckle: "Monk, you are still vulgar, I will follow you, you and I will go to a place with clear mountains and rivers, and live there from now on, okay?"

Miao Yan murmured unconsciously: "But, but you are married, you are, you are Guo Daxia's wife." I...... I ......"

Xia Zhi smiled, nodded the little monk's upturned nose, and said: "I'm not his wife, just a guest of his family, since I got married, he has never touched me, and I'm still a virgin." If I want to leave, he won't stop me, and maybe he will give me a good ride. I've lived enough in that cold yard, and when the time comes, let Zhi'an give us a set of Zhuangzi, which is in a beautiful place on the outskirts of Beijing, don't believe that he won't send us, okay?"

Miao Yan muttered: "But, but, but you have already given birth to Zhi'an's child...... You should be Mrs. Lee's. ”

Xia Zhi didn't know what to say, and said a little angrily: "Who did you listen to this nonsense? ”

Wonderful words: "You said it yourself, on the night you got married, I came, on the roof of your house, listen to you......"

Miao Yan told her about the situation that night, and Xia Zhi's conversation with Guo Yi at night was very clear word by word, because the words about Xia Zhi had been in his mind for the past few years.

After Xia Zhi heard what he said, his heart suddenly became sweet, but he felt angry inexplicably, slapped him lightly on the chest, and said: "Stupid monk, stupid monk, that kind of thing is not like that, I also misunderstood at the time." All the time, oops, how to say it, all the same, all the same...... It's a misunderstanding......"

She didn't care about the three masters bringing Xiao Shanghe to eavesdrop, she only cared about her little monk. I pondered in my heart, show this stupid little monk a few copies of the Spring Palace, I think he will understand.

When Miao Yan heard this, he was faintly abrupt, but he was a little confused, and finally said very painfully: "However, I am a monk and a monk. ”

Xia Zhi didn't care about that, and asked him: "Can't a monk be vulgar?" Little monk, let me ask you, do you like me?"

Miao Yan didn't dare to hide it, and said softly: "I like it." ”

Xia Zhi grinned and said, "That's fine, you are still vulgar, keep your hair, and then, I will follow you for the rest of my life, okay?"

He is really eager to live like Xia Zhi, but he is a Buddhist who has grown up in the temple since he was a child, and the joy of men and women is hindered by his faith. What's more, Master Huien's life and death are still unknown, and the old Zen master Yin Yin is teaching hard, how can he turn his back?

One side is the person he loves, and the other side is his own faith, how should he choose?