Who the hell is that woman?

Twilight is unknown. She just wondered, does the woman have anything to do with her? Is it her grandfather? Or, is it just herself?

But if everything is true, why, isn't there a little impression in her mind? Who erased her memory?

As soon as the picture turned, it turned into a scorching sun and a vast desert.

Twilight seems to understand a little bit of the things in those dreams, as the little monk said, everything in the world has cause and effect, in that period of bad fate, the woman was trapped by the little monk, and the little monk sacrificed his life to become benevolent, therefore, there is this endless desert, it is karma, whether it is the little monk or the woman, no one can escape the arrangement of fate.

Twilight had just thought about this, and sure enough, a black mist appeared in the sky.

The black mist formed a woman's face in the sky, and it was the woman who had been trapped in the water prison earlier.

"Little monk, we met again, it's really fate." As the woman spoke, there was a fire of anger in her eyes.

Wisps of smoke turned into sharp teeth around the little monk, and it seemed that she could devour the little monk at any time, but she didn't do anything.

The two people are still the same as before, although they can see each other, but they are in different worlds, separated by an invisible barrier.

"Demon, do you want me to take you again?" The little monk Xu had been walking in the desert for too long, and his mood had changed slightly, and when he saw the woman, his attitude suddenly became cold.

"Haha, little monk, did you come to take me? I can't ask for it. "Women are unusual, but they are not angry.

The black smoke always lingered above the little monk's head, turning into sharp teeth and claws from time to time, revealing the taste of provocation, which never dissipated.

Twilight could see that this should not be the first time that the little monk and the woman had met. Because, the appearance of the two people is not the collision emotion that should occur when they meet for the first time.

Especially that woman, who should have been ruthless and vicious, but now that she appeared in front of the little monk, she had already disappeared from her evil spirit, even if she said nasty words, she didn't show a nasty expression, on the contrary, she was more like teasing the little monk, deliberately finding fault, and letting the little monk get angry.

Suddenly, the little monk's words broke all of Twilight's cognitions.

The little monk raised his eyes indifferently, glanced at the woman very lazily, and seemed to ask casually: "Yesterday, where did you go?" ”

"Me? Yesterday? The woman blinked, the thick black fog dissipated a little, the fog became a little white, she thought about it seriously, and said, "Go drinking with them." ”

"They? Several? The corners of the little monk's eyes narrowed, and he felt a little cool.

"Three?" The woman doesn't remember very well and kind of forgets.

"Give you another chance, think about it." The little monk has a lot of patience.

"Five?" The woman quietly added a little more. At the same time, the faded smoke turned white again.

"Are you sure?" The little monk was obviously displeased, and his face became a little bad.

"Uh, ten." The woman confessed honestly, the white smoke gathered in the sky, turning into a lovely cloud, floating around the little monk, and said that the bull head did not explain to the horse's mouth: "They asked me to go, saying that there is a new person today, let me give a speech to everyone, after all, I am also a senior." ”

"Is this something to be proud of?" The little monk's anger subsided a little, and there was no way to take the woman.

"Isn't it something to be proud of? I am the king of all, and I am invincible in the world. The woman said proudly.

"Don't make any trouble, come back." The little monk indifferently hooked the corners of his lips, and a smile appeared on his lips: "In the future, I can't let you out again, lest you cause trouble everywhere." ”

The little monk opened the wine gourd that had been hanging beside him, and a wisp of white smoke flew in in an instant, and then, a face appeared on the small gourd, fierce, but not lethal.

"Where am I in trouble? I'm going out to play. The woman argued unwillingly.

"What can you do by playing with a bunch of ghasts? Why don't you stay and follow the tricks I taught you, and be silent, understand? The little monk said solemnly, quite a bit of the majesty of the teacher.

"I know," the woman's face changed on the small gourd, hid in the shade, and said, "You said, the one who is close to Zhu is red, and the one who is close to ink is black, I remember it." ”

"Remember? And you're still hanging out? Disappear as soon as you play and disappear all day? The little monk was still thinking about it, and there was a pampering in his tone that he had never even noticed.

The woman skillfully avoided the little monk, and the reason was a basket, and the head said: "I was originally a wisp of ghast, and it was you who took me away from her world that made me appear here." Now, I'm alone, and I can't beat you, and I can't bully you, that, once the malice appears, I'm so hungry that I'm uncomfortable, of course I have to fight with those bad guys, is it possible, beat you? ”

"Why don't you give me a try?" The little monk lowered his eyes and looked down at the restless little gourd.

"Hahaha." A smug mouth appeared on the little gourd, and the woman smiled proudly, "Little monk, it's not that you haven't been beaten by me, otherwise, why would you be here?" ”

"I wasn't called here by you, I was trapped here willingly." The little monk sighed lightly, helpless.

Recently, this woman has become more and more sharp-toothed, and she is indeed an evil ghost.

"Oh," the woman dragged out her long voice, still smiling happily, a little more shy in her smile, "so you are willing to accompany me?" Do you like me so much? How did I not know? ”

The little monk immediately reprimanded: "Don't talk nonsense." The poor monk didn't like you, haven't you heard that sentence? The Buddha said, "If I don't go to hell, who ......"

"The Buddha said, 'If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?' The woman and the little monk spoke in unison and answered this sentence for the little monk, as if she had heard this sentence thousands of times.

"Yes, that's right. You don't have to think about it, poor monks naturally won't be like that. "The little monk's explanation is a bit far-fetched and a little unnatural.

When the woman heard the little monk's explanation, she felt a little sad in her heart, her face disappeared from the gourd, and she said, "Ignore you and sleep." ”

"You, you ......" The little monk 'you' for a long time, and didn't say anything.

People are right, ignore him, what else does he have to worry about?

"Hey," a woman's voice came from the little gourd again, light, like the wind blowing through the sky, spreading over the white clouds: "Little monk, at the beginning, why didn't you kill me directly, but had to exchange your life for a wisp of life for me?" Is it really just because of kindness? ”