Little monk, I warn you, it's best not to think about it. ”

The sound of peony's shouting echoed, and for a while, Fahai confronted it.

"Hahaha, interesting, interesting."

Suddenly, Fahai laughed, said two funny sounds, and then flew away directly.

For a while, the only peony frowned at the moment and stared for a long time.

In the pavilion, Fahai was arranged in a quiet room.

The surrounding bookshelves are filled with a variety of Buddhist scriptures.

However, Fahai didn't look at it at all, but lay on the platform outside the window, quietly watching the sunset in the distance.

"Hoo ............"

Floating in the gentle breeze, Peony's figure reappeared and stood beside Fahai.

"Huh, here?"

Speaking lightly, Fahai didn't seem strange at all.

"Hmph, I only came because my aunt asked you to go to the dinner party."

Peony snorted coldly, she didn't forgive Fahai in the middle.

After all, she was originally her aunt's right-hand man.

Candidates for the next aunt.

The result was destroyed by Fahai.

"Well, let's go."

Jumping up slightly, the power skateboard flew out at Fahai's feet.

Peony's expression was a little abnormal, but she quickly recovered and followed.

Painting the wall fantasy is a fairyland on earth.

At this moment, on the dinner party, although there is no wine pond and meat forest, it is the song and dance of the warbler, and the wine and food are continuous.

It's a lot of fun.

By the time Fahai arrived, Zhu Xiaolian and Meng Longtan had already changed at this moment.

"Little monk, haha, you're here."

Meng Longtan took a big sip of wine and took the lead in laughing.

Hugging left and right, the wine and food have their own beauties in the mouth, which can be described as a winner in life.

"No, now you shouldn't be a monk anymore."

As if thinking of something, Meng Longtan laughed.

The peony in the distance happened to follow, and when she heard such words, her face couldn't help but turn red.

"Please take a seat."

The aunt on the first seat glanced at it, and the solemnity in her eyes did not dissipate half of it.

Fahai glanced around, and stayed on Zhu Xiaolian and Meng Longtan for a moment.

"Ugh."

With a slight sigh in his heart, the three of them were already shrouded in desire.

Even if it is Zhu Xiaolian, the protagonist of the painting, he also has a bond at this moment.

With Fahai taking a seat, for a while, the Yingge Yan Dance was staged again, and all the wine and delicacies were brought up.

Fahai, on the other hand, did not move for half a minute.

At this moment, he also has a trace of strangeness in his heart.

He couldn't see through this painting world for a while.

It seems to be real and illusory, like a demon and a fairy.

Fahai has not seen through it until now.

Is this a big dream in life, or is it a real experience?

Between the seats, Fahai slightly picked up the glass of wine in front of him and drank it.

The next moment, his head was slightly dizzy, and the scene in front of him became blurry.

The body softened slightly, and fell directly on the wine table.

……………

In the middle of the night, it was slightly cool, and I saw the breeze floating between them, blowing the silk cotton yarn.

On top of the soft bed, Fahai was sleeping in it.

The moonlight was cunning, and a thin layer of moonlight shone on the fair skin.

A pretty figure emerged, slowly peeling off its clothes, revealing its perfect body.

Stripped of her clothes, the stunner-like woman slowly walked to the bed.

"Hoo ............"

The breeze floated, and the next moment, the tulle flew out and landed on the woman, covering her perfect body.

"Amitabha."

Just as the woman exclaimed, a Buddhist voice sounded.

The woman hurriedly turned to look and saw that behind her, Fahai was standing here.

The woman panicked, and the tulle flew, trying to trap Fahai.

"Go."

The tulle struck, Fahai flicked it lightly with his hand, and the next moment, flew back directly.

"Bang!"

The tulle hits, and the woman flies upside down?

"Well, why bother?"

With a slight sigh, Fahai stretched out his hand and pulled the woman back directly.

"Peony girl, why sneak into my room in the middle of the night."

Fahai asked softly, he reacted quickly enough to this hard work.

Otherwise, this lonely man and widow are in the same room, and the other party has taken off his clothes.

This is clearly a plot against you.

From Chen Xiaoming's memory, he knows that boys must protect themselves well when they are outside.

Fahai will never let the other party succeed.

"Hmph, what is your room, you chose me, can't I come?"

Peony was drunk cold, and when she was chosen, it was Fahai who chose it herself.

Now that I've chosen, I don't want to admit it.

Hehe, man, it's really all big pig's trotters.

"Amitabha, the peony girl misunderstood."

Fahai shook his head slightly, he didn't choose peony to plot misdeeds.

Beauty is like the past to him, and it is really not worth mentioning.

"Misunderstanding? Hmph, what a big misunderstanding. ”

has not experienced the things of the world, and Peony's heart is full of anger at this moment.

If it weren't for her aunt's instructions, she wouldn't have done this.

This is the monk in front of him, who actually ignores her so much.

In a fit of anger, he turned around and flew away directly.

Looking at the back of the other party leaving, Fahai shook his head and didn't care.

As if thinking of something in his heart, the figure moved, and also disappeared and left.

And at the same time, inside the dilapidated ancient temple.

The great monk who closed his eyes and concentrated on chanting opened his eyes.

A Buddha light shines, and the murals around it suddenly come alive.

And in between the flow of the mural, it is a record of a dinner party.

At this moment, at the dinner party, Zhu Xiaolian, Meng Longtan and others were all happy.

There was only one Fahai, spread out on the wine table at the moment, and fell into a deep sleep.

"Hoo ........."

The great monk waved his hand slightly, and the next moment, the Buddha's light disappeared and was restrained.

The mural reappeared on the wall, but it was exactly the same as before.

The great monk looked at Fahai in one place, hesitated for a long time, and finally sighed slightly.

"This is your cause and effect."

With a light sentence in his mouth, the great monk directly closed his eyes and stared, no longer paying attention.

And within the world of the painting wall

Fahai walked straight to Zhu Xiaolian's residence, and before he got close, he noticed a trace of abnormality.

"Hey, little donor, are you here to look for me?"

Before he could think about it, he heard Zhu Xiaolian's voice ring behind him.

For a while, Fahai frowned, and he was also a little stunned.

"Little benefactor, come in."

Pushing open the door, Zhu Xiaolian walked in, and saw that the hall was full of books.

And the peony is even more red-sleeved and fragrant, raising the case and raising the eyebrows.

Looking at such a scene, a ripple appeared in Fahai's heart.

"That's not right."

The heart was sudden, and the uncomfortable feeling struck again, and the eyes of Fahai were used.

But he didn't notice it at all.

"Little donor, sit down and have a cup of tea."

Peony was in charge of making tea, and Zhu Xiaolian handed it to Fahai.

However, at this moment, Fahai is in a tangle.

The feeling in his heart told him that there was a problem here.

But the Dharma eye can't see through it.

"Interesting, it seems that this painting wall fairyland does have some ability."

(End of chapter)