She raised her head, and saw that on the surface of the lake, there were lights and shadows on the opposite shore, and the cold wind was swirling, and a person came by stepping on the wind and waves.

The red monk's robe is as red as blood, and it is as enchanting as a lotus, and it is unspeakable.

The huge black Buddha beads on the chest, the mantra seems to have a faint golden light.

He swept across the lake, and the golden light on the lake suddenly jumped, and it was actually a golden lotus blooming inch by inch, and the halo lingered into Buddha light, swaying behind him.

Step by step.

The red-clothed monk in the Buddha's light is like a demon like a Buddha, and he can't tell whether it is a human or a demon.

Seeing the comer, the little novice was like a savior, fluttering his little hands and feet, and shouted happily: "Master." ”

Before the words fell, the little body had been thrown out by Yun Geci and landed on the boat.

Before he could speak, Yun Geci raised his sleeves widely, and the boat was like a leaf, swaying and floating out for a long time.

Yun Geci floated out lightly, flew over on the microwave, and suddenly arrived in front of the red-clothed monk, no more than a size away from him.

In the darkness of light and shadow, she could see his face clearly.

The white-faced and handsome eyebrows, the phoenix eyes are slender and deep, the straight nose bridge is crossing, and the lips are a strange light red, such as dyed pear blossom red.

The stunning and delicate silhouette was indescribably deep and warm, and he was extremely handsome, the kind of bewitching, cold, and ascetic handsomeness.

He stood on the surface of the lake in the cold night of the spring breeze, the kind of quiet and ascetic coldness, and the indistinguishable grace of the Buddha and the demon, which really taught people to be self-controlled.

"Entering the Buddha's Gate? Hongchen has no reason? She chuckled and swept forward.

The monk's shirt moved back lightly, and the faint sandalwood on his body entered her nose, and the image of him sitting in the sandalwood green lamp for a long time entered her mind.

The Buddha was silent on his face, one hand was ten, and his voice was solemn and low: "Amitabha, the poor monk has never seen a female benefactor, how can the old man say?" ”

Yun Ge didn't move, and the red gauze dress under the white fox fur moved faintly, which was similar to the red monk's robe on his body.

She looked at the monk who was close at hand, the scar on his head was dark, and when he entered the Buddhist gate, he was afraid that there would be a lot of pain, so he quit this red dust.

The ripples in her heart could not be erased, she stretched out her hand tremblingly, only the cold wind was touched, and her voice was shaky: "If you don't know who I am, why will you still come?" ”

She suddenly raised her hand to untie the red veil on her face, and the red veil hung down on the white fox fur, giving birth to a bit of bewitchment: "Even if I change my appearance, I know that you can still recognize me at a glance." ”

The cold wind came in the night, and there was silence for a moment, and a solemn and ascetic monk suddenly stumbled under his feet, and the corners of his robe were wet with splashes.

Danfeng's eyes converged, and they turned a little red.

The laughter of Yun Geci in the wind was a little cold: "Why is Master Fo Leng red-eyed? ”

The spring breeze rippled across the dark lake, her body flickered, and the gauze struck with a burst of fragrance.

The monk was stunned and forgot to retreat, and she pressed it to his chest.

"Have you really entered the Buddha Gate?" She whispered in his ear, warm and slightly drunk: "What if I have to break the Red Lotus Monk's Red Dust Ring?" ”

The red monk's robe and crimson yarn were intertwined in the wind, the straps were fluttering, and the monk's red eyes disappeared again, he didn't move, let her fit closely, and his body trembled slightly.

She was a little furious that she slapped him several steps in the chest.

The monk's white and silent face was still silent, and the corners of his lips were already bloodstained.

She hit hard, and he didn't dodge, and he suffered it all the time.

Yun Ge was unyielding, chased after him again, and pushed his body to fall quickly towards the eaves, and the two fell under the eaves, and his back hit the low table.

The wine jug in the charcoal stove on the low table moved slightly, and the wine spilled out, and the white smoke was ethereal.

Her body pressed against him, her elbows against his chest, with all her strength, and the monk's face was fair, his eyes looked at her deeply, and he refused to say a word.

"Miss." Linjiang City pushed the door in, and was just about to speak again, when he saw the overlapping figures of the two people under the eaves of the corridor, he was stunned for a moment, and he didn't dare to walk in at the door again.

His gaze was fixed on the monk, and his eyes were slightly red.

It's him, he's really coming.

But at this moment, he couldn't go in.

Yun Ge looked at Buddha Leng with a sinister smile, but his words were said to Linjiang City: "What's the matter? ”

Linjiang Cheng came back to his senses from the momentary shock, lowered his head and didn't dare to look, and said respectfully: "I checked, at this moment, Gongsun Nian is in the Yayuan next door." ”

"Oh?" Yun Geci raised his slender eyebrows, looked at the handsome ascetic monk with a smile, and ran his fingers around his cheek: "I expected, she came for you, right?" ”

She understands the heart of her daughter's family, and everyone is chasing here, for the sake of Buddha Leng.

The white light veil fluttering around the eaves, and it can be seen that there seems to be a figure hiding behind the light veil under the eaves of the compartment Yayuan not far away.

Trembling and hiding, I couldn't tell if I was excited or scared.

Buddha Leng just looked at her and didn't speak, the gaze was deep and heavy, the Buddha beads on his chest were flashing with a slight golden light, and the Buddha light was faint, but it added a little weirdness.

Linjiang City couldn't advance or retreat, so he had to ask: "What should we do with them?" ”

"Let them see, and let me stop thinking about it." Yun Geci waved his hand, his sleeves brushed over, Linjiang City had retreated silently, and the door fell, leaving only two red shadows stacked under the eaves of the corridor.

The lotus lamps on the eaves of the corridor are scattered, and the shadows of the lamps are measured, and the charcoal fire burns and makes a crackling sound.

When the spring breeze struck, she covered the monk's face, and through the tulle, her fingertips caressed the handsome face, and looked at him silently.

Her eyes were intertwined, and it was a little hot through the lights, and she laughed wildly: "Hongchen is so fun, how can you be willing to escape into the empty door?" ”

The Buddha's cold eyes were so deep that he couldn't see the bottom, and after several rounds of darkness, he recited in a trembling voice: "Amitabha, the female benefactor, please respect yourself." ”

"Smack."

A crisp slap sounded, and Fo Leng's face was slapped alive, and he didn't look at her without moving.

Yun Geci shook his hand, raised his hand and sat down on the low table, picked up the wine cup on the table and drank the wine in the glass, and his tone was cold: "Female donor? Do you want to stay out of this red dust and pretend you don't know me? Fo Leng, you really deceive yourself. ”

The wine cup fell to the ground and shattered, and the fox fur on her body was faded by her, leaving only the red Luo skirt.

Xu was really drunk, and she pressed on his body desperately, pinching his chin and kissing him through the veil on his face.

Buddha Leng's lips were thin, and when her lips touched, he trembled, hurriedly stepped back, sat cross-legged under the eaves, took off the red agate Buddha beads on his wrist, swirled in his hands, closed his eyes and muttered Buddhist scriptures.

Seeing him like this, Yun Geci was not angry, sneered and knelt within a stone's throw of him, holding the huge Buddha bead on his chest with one hand.

The Buddha bead engraved with the Buddhist mantra slid gently in her hand, and she stared at the Buddha bead and chuckled: "Buddha cold, fake and serious." ”