"Like it? If you like it, stay here with your sister! Sister Jiajia stroked my head and smiled softly

"I like it," I nodded heartily, but I remembered that I still had Fat Man and Uncle Qingsong unfounded.

"Why go to them? Aren't you very happy here, and since you're happy, why don't you stay, aren't people living for themselves. Sister Jiajia waved her hand lightly and pointed a little: "Look, there are countless gold and silver treasures here, endless mountain delicacies, and your favorite woman." ”

I turned around in the direction that Sister Jiajia pointed out, and the room was already full of gold, and even the floor was covered with a layer of golden sand as thin as a cicada's wings.

The long table is filled with countless rare dishes, which is the full banquet of the Manchu and Han Dynasty that I saw in the movie. I had a dream to be able to eat a feast that only the emperor of the Forbidden City could taste.

In the fog, a few wisps of green smoke rose in front of him, and when the smoke was filled, a slender figure came from the front.

It is Murong Jiajia, she is like a fairy who has fallen into the world, noble and unstained with a trace of dust.

"Haisheng, do you want me?" Murong Jiajia suddenly smiled seductively, took off her shirt a few inches, and revealed her half-hidden chest

"I want to ......" I swallowed hard, looking at Murong Jiajia's fair skin, a strong desire rose in my heart.

As I said this, there were suddenly many pretty servants with plates, and the leader was a big bald fat man. He bent down, walked up to me respectfully, and said with a smile: "Shengye, the little one will take you to bed." ”

Sleep, isn't this a word that was only used in ancient palaces? I felt my throat dry, something was rapidly sprouting in my heart, and it was like a haze, rapidly expanding, and taking over my entire heart.

I recognize this bald fat man, he is a rich man in Guangdong, he is very dicked, and he usually walks with his head up and looks at the sky without looking at people. thinks it's a big deal to be rich, regardless of his subordinates or his daughter-in-law and son, if he makes a small mistake, he will be scolded severely. In his eyes, the only thing that can be seen may be the word money.

"Take off your shoes for me and lick them clean," I stared at him viciously, startling as I spoke. Does this sound like I said it?

However, when he flattered and bent over, I felt pleasure like never before. Back then, when he came back from playing with women outside, he also ravaged his daughter-in-law like this.

"It's late, let's go to sleep! Except for me, you can choose any woman here. Murong Jiajia picked my chin and teased with a smile: "Do you want to try the feeling of a dragon and a few phoenixes?" ”

I swallowed my saliva, my lips were dry, and I said, "It's not good, I'm a cultivator, not close to women!." ”

"Hehe......" laughed like a silver bell, Murong Jiajia's eyes flashed, and she said with a smile: "You will be mistaken, the ancients said that they are not close to women, but in fact, they can't help women." Men who are not close to women, but because they have not met women who have tempted them enough, once it is difficult to resist the temptation and not close to women, they will not become unforbidden, and they can't help themselves? ”

As she spoke, Murong Jiajia's slender figure turned around lightly and beckoned, and those pretty maids all took off their clothes, revealing a flawless figure that made the man unable to help but burst into nosebleeds.

"Uh...... I think about it, it's better for me to wait for the fat man! "I was wondering if I was a wolf or a tiger. It stands to reason that I should have been completely destroyed. But I don't know what, but a very obscene and extremely fat figure suddenly appeared in my mind.

How can you think of fat people? I don't understand, but it was the appearance of the fat man that made me, who was originally obedient to Murong Jiajia's words, pause a little.

"Hmph, people don't do it for themselves, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed, and you think of your friends in your heart. But have your friends thought about you? Think about it, who pushed you out to be hacked every time, and who made you famous in school. Such a person, you should kill him with your own hands, so that you will be happy and happy. Sister Jiajia suddenly got angry, she was right, the fat man was indeed such a lewd person. Every time I get into trouble, he will always pit me and push me to the front to carry the black pot. But should I really do that?

"Okay, okay, Haisheng, don't make any noise, let's go to sleep!" Murong Jiajia smiled and came out to play the round. I stared into her eyes, and suddenly felt dizzy in my head, and a heat rushed from the soles of my feet to the top of my head, and I suddenly wanted to pounce on it and tear Murong Jiajia's clothes to shreds.

"Okay, let's go to bed, go now!" The breathing was extremely heavy, and I felt that everything in my heart was stuffed, and only by ravaging Murong Jiajia fiercely could I completely let go of my heart.

My hand had already touched Murong Jiajia's shoulder, and the lubrication in my hand made me breathe even more, and there seemed to be only one thought left in my mind. In my heart, only one sentence kept repeating

"I want her, she's mine, and always will be mine."

With a low roar, I threw myself at Murong Jiajia, wrapped my waist around her waist and picked her up, ready to walk towards the room. If there is no accident, it must be another upside down, a blissful spring festival.

However, the unexpected did happen. I suddenly smelled a familiar fragrance running out of my arms, which made me shiver and threw Murong Jiajia out with a bang.

"No, you're not Murong Jiajia." I turned around and pointed at Sister Jiajia and shouted, "You are not my sister either, say, who are you." ”

The fragrance wafting out of the bosom is the incense of returning to the soul and the incense of fixing the soul. The soul incense made me wake up suddenly, damn, all this is so weird.

These people, what the hell are they? From the moment I saw Sister Jiajia's back, it seemed that I had already entered a game. I am not unfamiliar with this kind of feeling that confuses people's minds and affects people's senses. On the contrary, I often confuse people. Ask the five ghost soldiers to influence the wild men who refuse to return home for a long time, and help the lonely women who are alone in the empty boudoir to get their husbands back.

The air was suddenly silent, and everyone around me fell silent, staring at me deadly.

"Haisheng, I'm really your sister! Your dearest sister, you forgot, when I was a child, I helped you drive away a lot of people who bullied you. ”

"Yes, Haisheng, I am also Murong Jiajia, your favorite Murong Jiajia"

"Master, we are all your most loyal servants."

My head began to mess up, my mind was roaring like a bell and drum, and I was beating my temples on both sides, and my nose and eyes were spilling blood.

"No, you're not my sister, and you're not Murong Jiajia. They won't let me kill my brother, they won't let me leave my brother alone. "I struggled, but my voice grew weaker and weaker, reason and desire fought in my head, and even desire gradually ate away at my reason.

"Nam Mu, Drink Ratana, Dora Yeya, Nam Mu, Sigi Lida, Imon Ajaya, Brahrugiti, Murofra ......"

Almost again, a crisp burning sound sounded in my head, making my Lingtai light, so that it did not fall completely. This passage seems to be a meditation mantra of Buddhism. I haven't studied the Buddhist scriptures, so who is the owner of this scripture?

Soon, the answer was revealed.

A puff of green smoke floated out of my arms, and gradually condensed into a pretty and dignified figure, it was Murong Jiajia who was healing in the Gathering Spirit Jade.

Her hands actually pinched the lotus mudra of the Buddha's family, and she recited the Buddha's strict mantra in her mouth, and vaguely, I felt an auspicious and holy breath coming from her. This is very unscientific, she is a ghost, and the scriptures of Buddhism and Taoism all punish the soul, but on the contrary, Murong Jiajia is so unusual to use the magic power of Buddhism.

The fake Murong Jiajia, Sister Jiajia, leaned over to me one after another, kept waving at me, I took out a talisman and hit them, but the talisman was all gone, and it had no effect on them at all.

As they continued to charm, my mind showed signs of losing ground again, and I was so frightened that I sat down cross-legged and recited the Taoist Pure Heart Determination.

The fake Murong Jiajia and Sister Jiajia seem to be very afraid of the real Murong Jiajia. Although they kept waving at me and seducing me, they only dared to stay far away, and did not dare to approach at all.

"Why? Why the talisman has no effect on them at all. "Weak, I took the opportunity to ask Murong Jiajia, who was guarding in front of me.

"It's a question of your heart."

"My heart?"

"Yes, it's your heart. They are not demons, nor demons, but what you think in your heart, you are persistent in your heart, you can't attack them, but as long as you let go, they will disappear. If you can't let go, they'll keep confusing your heart like this. However, now they don't dare to come near you, because the Buddhist mantra is beating on them, so that they do not dare to come close. After a pause, Murong Jiajia said without sadness or joy: "However, if you continue to cling to it, I can't help you, because I am a soul, and while resisting them, the Lengyan mantra is also hurting me, I ...... It won't last long. ”

I don't understand Murong Jiajia's words, what is derived from my own heart. Is my little pure heart so complicated? However, I knew how to crack it and how to do it. What Murong Jiajia means is that only if I let go, make my heart calm, and see through all the illusions, will all this disappear.

If the heart is clear, the sky is not shocked, all changes are still stable, the mind is clear, the dust is not stained, the vulgar appearance is not stained, the void is peaceful, there is nothing to be mixed, nothing is born together, and it is difficult and easy to make each other

I sat down cross-legged and slowly recited the Taoist recipe for purifying the heart.