Chapter 65: Mackerel Essence VS Mighty General (25)

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Bai Weiwei's lips lightly pressed against Chu Minghe's forehead. Take back the nostalgia left in your eyes.

Chu Minghe has always been accustomed to getting up early, is it because a beauty is in his arms and loves the bed?

The moment Chu Minghe opened his eyes, it didn't feel right. The timing of the opening of the eyes was not right, and the feeling of emptiness in the arms was not right. When I touched my side, there was no temperature.

Bai Weiwei had slept on the sunken pillow, and lay quietly on a purse that Chu Minghe was very familiar with.

Chu Minghe opened, in addition to the peace charm that his mother had begged for him in his purse, a lustrous pink pearl, and an extra strand of ink hair. Bai Weiwei's fragrance still lingered on it.

Chu Minghe was silent.

Forgive Bai Weiwei for saying goodbye, this is a careful opportunity. I'm not here, you have to miss me. General Chu.

On the other side, Bai Weiwei was already under a green mountain far, far away from the Chu Ming River. Since there are goblins like Bai Weiwei in this world, there will also be demon exterminators who get rid of goblins, so it can be regarded as a balance. All things are mutually reinforcing.

But Bai Weiwei doesn't believe in the demon exterminator, what if she is corrected on the spot?

After thinking about it and then referring to the prompts of the system, Bai Weiwei decided to come to the great monk, and the monks were merciful, Bai Weiwei believed that the great monk would not accept her for no reason.

The green hills are long, and the smoke is vast. There is an ancient temple in the mountain, and the closer Bai Weiwei gets here, the more she feels a sense of oppression. She suppressed the discomfort and walked forward.

It was still early, and there were two or three young monks sweeping the floor in the temple. The broom swept over the bluestone slab, making a "swish" sound, echoing in the ancient temple and spreading far away.

As soon as Bai Weiwei walked to the gate of the temple, she was suppressed by a coercion, and she took a step.

Bai Weiwei knew that if she asked for someone, she had to have a gesture of asking for someone, so she simply knelt on the steps at the entrance of the temple, she didn't believe that the host would not see her.

Bai Weiwei deliberately didn't use spiritual power to protect herself, so the bluestone slab under her feet hurt her knees.

When the smoke in the mountain gradually dispersed, the pilgrims below the mountain hurried slowly up the mountain.

Finally, a little monk wearing a gray monk's robe appeared at the door of the temple, and he lowered his little face to look at Bai Weiwei, who was kneeling on the bluestone slab under the stairs, and said loudly:

"Donor, my master is invited. ”

Bai Weiwei's lips turned white and she barely stood up. said in a hoarse voice:

"Little master, please lead the way. ”

Bai Weiwei limped slightly and followed behind the little monk.

Walk through a winding porch to an open courtyard. An old monk in a white robe sits at a round table with kind eyebrows, and behind him is a stout peach tree hugging two people.

The tea on the table is fragrant.

After bringing Bai Weiwei here, the little monk quickly flashed.

In the courtyard, there were two people, Bai Weiwei and the old monk.

For a while, Bai Weiwei stood silent, and the old monk and monk sat still, calm and relaxed.

"Master, do you know why I'm here?"

"Donor, come with a request. ”

"Why?"

"It's just a love word. ”

Bai Weiwei also stopped fighting. She looked directly at the old monk with both eyes, and her eyes were full of seriousness and firmness.

"Master, I am in love with someone and I want to be with him. ”

The old monk sighed. A goblin falls in love with someone, why bother? The combination of shemales is against the way of heaven.

"The donor is a thing of cultivation, so why bother to be trapped by love. ”

"Master, love is love, no regrets. Seek perfection from the master. ”

"That's it. The old monk poured a cup of tea for Bai Weiwei.