The green girl smiled coquettishly, reached out and touched his round bald head, pinched his face, stretched her neck and sniffed at him again, as if to confirm that he was not a dangerous object. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

She was almost a head taller than Zhang Han, and when she stretched her neck, the towering and firm twin peaks were almost touching Zhang Han's nose, and the rich special body fragrance almost didn't stun him on the spot.

"Yo! It turns out that you are already sixteen, and I thought you were less than thirteen, little monk, do you particularly want to break the lust precept now? As for where I come from, people are not very familiar with you, so I can't tell you for the time being. ”

Zhang Han was very interested in her flirtatious conversation, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Then beautiful sister, you have to tell me, what kind of place is this, right? And this tree, you say it, it's a tree spirit?"

"Of course, otherwise how could it haunt you? Your first question is very strange, this is the Broken World Ridge!"

"I haven't heard of it. Zhang Han was at a loss.

"Broken World Ridge is a three-regardless zone, to the north, it is the ferry to enter the Xuan Realm, and to the south, it is the Tang Dynasty where you came, you didn't even know this and ran here?"

Zhang Han was confused when he heard this, so he could only answer honestly: "No, I am here with my master, and my master is also a monk." ”

The green vine girl couldn't help but smile, and her waist trembled: "Little monk, you are really interesting to speak, you are a monk, of course your master can't be a nun! Being able to know and find Broken World Ridge shows that your master's ability is not small, but you are a little stupid, and you don't know anything, I guess your master is a new apprentice of you, right?"

Zhang Han was shocked and said: "Sister Beauty, you are really like a god, I have been apprenticed for less than a month! But my master is not a capable person, he is old and dirty, and now he still falls in a dirt pit and can't get out, much worse than you, even the tree spirit has been scared away by you, if you don't dislike it, I will simply worship you as a teacher." ”

After speaking, he did not hesitate to pounce and kneel down towards the green vine girl.

The slender jade finger of the green vine girl pointed at my bald head, and almost didn't break the thin waist with a smile: "Worship me as a teacher, you are so stupid, why should I take you as an apprentice?"

"Sister Beauty, you underestimate me, I'm not stupid, I have a lot of skills. Zhang Han was unconvinced.

"Yo, really, tell me, what are you capable of?"

"Laundry, cooking, carrying water, stir-frying, everything, you are satisfied. ”

"Gegege! First, I don't have to eat, and second, as you can see, I don't have to wear almost anything, so do you still want to take these vines from my body and wash them? The green vine girl covered her mouth and smiled.

"Don't eat? won't you become an immortal?" Zhang Han couldn't help but be stunned, and couldn't help but reach out and touch the green vine hanging down from her body as he spoke, but as soon as his fingers made contact with the green vine, he immediately felt a pain of pinpricks, and hurriedly pulled his hand and jumped away, his fingers were already dripping blood, and a few crystal green thorns grew on the soft green vine on the green vine girl, and in the blink of an eye, the green thorns disappeared again, as if by magic.

The green vine girl Gege coquettishly smiled: "I said that the green vine on my body cannot be washed, now you believe it, right?"

Zhang Han was shocked: "You dare to wear such a dangerous thing as clothes?"

"You don't have to worry about this, my green vine has spirituality, whoever wants to touch me with bad intentions, it will prick whom, you dishonest little monk, just now it wasn't just a moment of curiosity, right?" The green vine girl laughed, as if she had seen through his thoughts.

Zhang Han's face was hot: "Is there really such a spirit? Sister Beauty, you won't be a fairy, right?"

As he spoke, he stared at the green vine on her body with palpitations, and thought to himself, Amitabha! His grandmother's, if every woman wore this vine, then the perverts in the world would be unlucky!

The green vine girl shook her head and said: "The immortals are not so fast, at least they have to cultivate for thousands of years, and the immortals don't necessarily have anything to do, in addition to what you said just now, what skills do you have?"

Looking at the twin peaks trembling in her chest, Zhang Han couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva again, thought about it and blurted out: "I will also massage my back, in the White Horse Temple, the old abbot likes me to massage them!"

"Massage, I think you want to eat my tofu, right?" The slender fingers of the green vine girl tapped Zhang Han's smooth forehead, biting her plump lip and smiling, "Little monk, you are really lustful, if it weren't for your young age, you would have to suffer today." Forget it, I won't fool you, let's tell you the truth, there are a lot of dirt pits in the Broken World Ridge, no matter how big the ability is, it is possible to fall into it, I fell into a soil kang a few days ago, and it took a full half an hour to climb out, this is not a joke, it's getting dark, you better hurry up and find your master, otherwise, the tree spirits here will come to your trouble again, goodbye!"

After speaking, Miao Man's figure appeared like a shock, and swept into the depths of the woods.

"Hey, beautiful sister, wait for me, I'm afraid.." Zhang Han shouted loudly.

But her form vanished in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Han looked at the direction where she disappeared in amazement, and remembered for a while that he didn't ask her name.

"She can't be a fox demon, right?" Zhang Han couldn't help but muttered to himself and stood up, looked at the big tree in front of him, remembered what happened just now, and couldn't help but feel furious in his heart, picked up the painting scroll on the ground, and ran back along the road as fast as he could.

Bursts of inexplicable mist soon rose in the forest, and the white vastness locked the scenery near and far, and a few wolf howls were faintly heard in the distance, this scene was not ordinary scary.

Before dark, Zhang Han trotted all the way back to the old monk's pit. The old monk's slender body was covered in dust and long vines in the deep pit, and his snow-white eyebrows were lowered, and he looked dying, as if most of the vitality of his body had been sucked dry by the vines, which was very different from what he had seen when he first left.

Zhang Han was shocked in his heart, could it be that there was any tree spirit in this dirt pit?

"Master, what's wrong with you? Let's get out quickly, there seem to be monsters in this place!" Zhang Han shouted.

"Pure heart, have you found the package?" the old monk opened his eyes.

"Master, I only found a painting, silver and dry food, all of which are gone... Zhang Han snorted, and handed the gold wire tied painting scroll in his hand out to the old monk to see.

The old monk looked up to the sky slightly and sighed: "It's good to find this scroll, there are too many vine spirit tree monsters here, they love to be cheap, and the things in the package must have been stolen by them." ”

After speaking, he stretched out a hand: "Pure heart, open the painting scroll." ”

Zhang Han didn't dare to say more, and hurriedly opened the scroll in his hand carefully, only to see that the dilapidated long scroll was full of Buddha statues with strange postures, at least hundreds, sitting and standing, laughing and angry, clothes fluttering, different expressions, and each Buddha statue was surrounded by black tadpole-like seal characters.

"Master, I've opened it, what should I do next?" Zhang Han said to the old monk suspiciously.

The old monk didn't pay attention, and whispered a few strange spells that Zhang Han didn't understand, only to hear the sound of "Huo", the fragment in Zhang Han's hand flashed a ball of golden light, and the picture protruded deformedly, a huge golden Buddha's hand stretched out from the painting scroll, several zhang long, and the old monk in the deep pit was caught in the air and placed on the edge of the deep kang, and the picture returned to its original shape, and the Buddha's hand magically drilled into the painting scroll and disappeared.

Zhang Han looked at the old monk in horror, then looked down at the long scroll in his hand, and then rubbed his eyes, he couldn't believe that this was true.

"Master, what kind of painting is this? There's a hand in it." Zhang Han asked the old monk incoherently.