Chapter 620: The Cold Buddha was dragged off the altar (45)

Ning Xi couldn't help but feel a little distressed when he saw Xuanmo's bad situation, "Master Xuanmo, didn't you say to go to retreat?" How did you get punished for enlightenment? ”

Xuan Mo avoided her gaze, "Donor, the poor monk has broken the precepts and deserves to be punished." ”

"Donor, you can go back early tomorrow morning, don't come again."

Ning Xi said, "How many more days do you want to stay here?" I'll wait for you. ”

"Donor, this is an important place for Buddhism, you should not stay here." Xuan Mo opened his mouth to refuse.

Ning Xi saw that he turned around and went to Tuanpu to meditate and chant the scriptures, and she was angry when he looked like a donkey.

can see that he is even thinner than before, and his heart is not good.

Never mind.

Here she waited.

Xuan Mo recited the scriptures as usual, his face was calm, but others didn't know that he almost read the wrong scriptures.

He flicked the beads on his wrist heavily, forcibly calming himself down.

As a result, the Heart Sutra became more and more chaotic, and a familiar pain suddenly surged in the dantian, and the Buddha beads on the wrist broke off and fell to the ground in an instant, making a "dong dong" sound.

Ning Xi was really frightened when he heard this voice, and when he turned to look at Xuan Mo, he found that he was pale and sweaty.

She walked over, pressed her hands on Xuanmo's arms, and asked him, "Master Xuanmo, what's wrong with you?" ”

The cold moonlight shone on his pale face, and Ning Xi suddenly remembered that it was the night of the full moon again.

When the little peach demon approached, he smelled a burst of peach blossoms.

Xuan Mo wanted to break her hands, but she couldn't move as if she was frozen.

He gritted his teeth, and finally pushed her away suddenly, "Donor, please stay away from the poor monk." ”

Ning Xi was pushed to the ground by him, and the whole person was stunned.

Looking at the man with his back to her, Ning Xi felt annoyed for the first time.

He wants to go by himself, and he wants to keep the rules and precepts.

She just wanted him to break the vows!

Ning Xi stood up and walked towards Xuanmo, taking off as he went.

In the end, she hugged the cold Buddha from behind.

Xuan Mo was shocked, his eyes closed, and he still turned his back to stop her, "Donor, this is a Buddhist land, don't do it."

Before he could finish speaking, Ning Xi walked up to her and stood on tiptoe and wrapped his arms around his neck, blocking his mouth that had been chanting Buddhist scriptures all day.

Xuan Mo didn't respond, still forcibly suppressing it.

Ning Xi pressed his lips and asked softly, "Xuanmo, are you still going to reject me like this?" ”

Xuan Mo closed his eyes and kept chanting the scriptures.

But the voice of the little peach demon and her fragrance were tormenting his heart in the slightest.

The pain of snake venom and the torture of his mind made his whole person extremely tormented.

The abbot asked him to go to the stele tower but he was in the dust, but he wanted to break the vows again and again?

While he was pondering, the little peach demon had already ripped off the holy clothes.

Xuan Mo hurriedly came back to his senses and grabbed her hand, "Donor, don't"

Ning Xi raised his head and looked directly into his eyes, "Xuanmo, you don't want to live anymore?!" ”

Xuan Mo saw the little peach demon's red eyes, and the snake venom's backlash reached its peak at this moment, giving him the illusion of holding her tightly.

The stubbornness of the little peach demon tugged at his heart.

But the Buddha statues carved on the four sides of the stele tower are always reminding him that he must not take a step beyond the thunder pool!

"Donor, let's go!"

"The poor monk has broken the vows, and now he is punished here, if he breaks the vows again, the poor monks will be worse off than dead."

After saying that, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ning Xi was thrown away by him, frowning and staring at the embarrassed man, "You really would rather die than touch me again?" ”

Xuan Mo endured the pain, turned his back to her, and said, "Donor, poor monks must not be wrong again and again. ”

"Life and death are fate."

"You can help the poor monk for a while, but can you help for a lifetime?"

Ning Xi looked at Xuan Mo who was lying on the ground in pain, and immediately walked over and hugged him from behind, "Xuan Mo, listen, I said yes!" ”

"I can be with you for the rest of my life!"

"Never leave!"

When Xuan Mo heard this, his mind went blank!

He inadvertently touched the little peach demon's arm, cold.

After Ning Xi finished speaking, before he could react, he was hugged by Xuan Mo and hugged him.

His temperature came through the holy garments.

She raised her eyes and saw Xuan Mo open his holy robe and hug her in, pressed against his hot chest.

Xuan Mo sighed, put her hand into his big palm, and wrapped it, "Your demon pill is seriously damaged, and the tower is cold, you will freeze like this." ”

Ning Xi retorted, "What if I'm frozen, anyway, I'm the only goblin here, and no one will care." ”

"Donor, the poor monk doesn't deserve your love." He looked at the Buddha statue on the wall of the stele tower a little distracted, and the light of the bright moon dyed his eyelashes brightly.

Ning Xi was angry, stretched out his hand, poked his fingers into his heart, and asked:

"Xuanmo, are you made of stone here?"

Xuan Mo closed his eyes, and all his mind was the sincere gaze of the little peach demon, so that he could no longer escape from the red dust.

Ning Xi raised her head and muttered before kissing him on the lips.

"Xuanmo, it was the Buddha who made me meet you."

In an instant, Xuan Mo had no power to fight back.

This time, even if it wasn't for the snake's venom, he could no longer control his actions.

When Ning Xi was placed on the bed in the meditation room by Xuanmo, the whole person was still a little confused.

She felt that Xuanmo was very different tonight, which made her feel like she wanted to run.

When Ning Xi met his gaze, he found that his eyes were deep and his expression was awe-inspiring.

Immediately afterward, her hands were pressed between the futons.

Xuan Mo leaned down and gently stroked her long hair, "Donor, cross people first and cross yourself, it's still difficult to cross yourself, tonight, please ask the donor to cross the poor monk." ”

As soon as his mind moved, Ning Xi was kissed by him.

……

When Xuan Mo got up, he suddenly saw that behind the little peach demon was a wall carved with solemn Buddha statues, he closed his eyes and sank down again.

That's it

The world is safe and perfect, and it lives up to its promise.

My Buddha is merciful, if he falls into the hell of Abi, the disciple is willing to bear it alone.

Ning Xi's gaze passed through the Xuanmo above, and fixed in front of a compassionate Buddha statue in the stele.

It was she who desecrated the pure land of Buddhism.

If the Buddha wants to punish her, come and punish her.

However, Xuanmo is going to decide!

……

Before he was tired, Ning Xi was a little embarrassed.

Yesterday's Xuanmo was particularly fierce and gentle.

Xuan Mo landed a kiss on her ear and asked persistently, "Do you like that?" ”

As he asked, he raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Before she could answer, he was caught off guard by the emptiness of the stele, and her every voice echoed.

Ning Xi immediately covered his eyes.

But his mind was full of his gentle and strong eyes.

When she woke up in the morning, Ning Xi felt refreshed, but her legs were weak and her back was sore.

She only vaguely remembered that after Xuan Mo fell asleep, he was still busy alone.

Ning Xi stood up, and at a glance, he saw that Xuan Mo was carving scriptures again.

He stood in front of the wall of the stele tower, tall and with a calm face.

At this moment, he has a strong sense of contrast with last night's joy.

Xu heard the movement, and Xuan Mo turned around, "Donor, are you awake?" ”

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