"Little monk, don't look at the statue of the broken mountain, sister, I'm not better looking than that?"

The woman in red approached the white-clothed monk, touched the little monk's bald head as she wished, and joked with a chuckle.

"Ahem, female donor, that's the porcelain bowl used by the little monk to turn into a fate, it's not a baby, and the female donor, can you please don't touch your hands, it's a little itchy......"

The woman in red was stunned, her right hand retracted from the arms of the little monk in white, and when she looked down, she saw that it was really an ordinary broken porcelain bowl, the kind that couldn't be exchanged for a penny in a pawnshop.

It's just that the woman in red didn't care much, but she broke the temple late at night, and when she saw such a little monk with a pair of eyes, she couldn't help but have a hint of teasing.

However, when the woman in red looked up at the little monk, there was an unpredictable sly smile on her pretty face: "Yo, sister, I've lost my eyes, it turns out to be a high monk?" ”

She stole out of Kunlun and walked the world in Kyushu, and no one could notice her magic hands, but she didn't expect to be seen through today.

The little monk in white hurriedly folded his hands and said the Buddha with low eyebrows and sleepy eyes.

"How dare the little monk be called a high monk, the little monk just followed the abbot's advice and walked around."

"But the female donor, stealing things is not a good thing, and ask the female donor to return the bowl to the little monk."

The woman in red flicked the head of the little monk in white: "Let's not mention the matter that hasn't been paid back, what is the female benefactor, sister!" ”

It's too ugly to call "female donor"! They all shouted that this girl was old!

The little monk in white wrinkled his nose: "Female donor, that is the bowl of the little monk's fate, without the bowl, you can't turn the fate, if you can't turn the fate, the little monk won't have anything to eat, and the little monk will starve to death if there is no food." ”

Looking at this young man who was a few years younger than her, the woman in red was happy: "You little monk is really stupid!" What is your name? ”

"The little monk has a heart and a surname, surnamed Su." The little monk in white said politely.

The woman in red chanted twice and waved her hand: "It's not good, it's still the little monk who screams smoothly." ”

"Sister, my name is Xue Shuang, I'm a thief, remember."

"Good female donor, no problem female donor."

"You ......"

Xue Shuang was angry, this was really a dumb monk.

However, Xue Shuang's eyes turned dripping, and the porcelain bowl in his hand was thrown up and down, and Su Wenxin's heart was also up and down with the porcelain bowl, and his face was full of sadness.

"Hey, little monk, why are you not in the town below the mountain in the middle of the night, why did you go to this deep mountain and break the temple?"

"Little Monk ......"

Su Wenxin just wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped.

A chill welled up in the center of his eyebrows, just like a drop of water suddenly dripping down his forehead when he was sleeping, cold and piercing.

Su Wenxin's mind was concentrated, and he sensed that there was a deep malice pouring into the temple like a poisonous snake.

The night breeze blew, and the bonfire shook, driving the shadows of Su Wenxin and Xue Shuang to shake endlessly.

When the bonfire returned to static, there were only two shadows on the broken wall of the temple behind Xue Shuang, but at some point it became three.

Xue Shuang, who had cultivation in his body, seemed to be aware of it, and wanted to turn his head to check, but Su Wenxin held his shoulder.

Su Wenxin suddenly approached and stopped Xue Shuang's movements.

"Don't look back."

Su Wenxin is still young, sitting side by side with Xue Shuang, not even as tall as Xue Shuang, Xue Shuang can see Su Wenxin's bright head when he squints.

"What's the matter, what's wrong behind my sister?" Xue Shuang quipped.

Su Wenxin didn't speak, just folded his hands and waited quietly, feeling the more and more malicious intent in the gaze coming from behind!

The shadow on the wall stared at the two backs viciously, and the other party didn't seem to notice it.

The temple was quiet, and there was no sound of insects outside the temple, and when the bonfire crackled again, a black shadow burst out on the wall, directly rushing to the two people in front of the bonfire.

The wind was raging, and at this moment, Xue Shuang finally sensed the thick and murderous malice behind him!

Xue Shuang couldn't help but glance back, and a hideous and terrifying, flesh-and-blood grimace appeared, with a face full of dried blood.

"Ahh

”

Xue Shuang was shocked, jumped on the spot, and hung directly on Su Wenxin's body, and the pile of arrogant twin peaks directly blinded Su Wenxin's eyes!

The fragrance of flowers mixed with the fragrance of the body came to his face, and the little monk's face was directly congested and became red.

"Donor, donor, you are in front of the little monk!"

Su Wenxin felt the softness and darkness in front of him, and he couldn't see the evil at all.

"There's a ghost!"

But at this time, Su Wenxin was so afraid that the six gods had no owner, and he hugged Su Wenxin to death.

She has lived in thieves since she was a child, and she has always been smooth, and she only does something to rob the rich and help the poor when she goes down the mountain.

Su Wenxin sighed and recited the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha!"

In the pure state of mind of the glass, Su Wenxin's face was neither happy nor sad, but his hands were folded, and he was wearing a moon-white monk's robe, as if he was sitting on a lotus platform, shining brightly!

Infinite horror suddenly appeared in the eyes of the evil cult that rushed in, and he wanted to hide back in the shadows, but no matter how fast he was, how could he pass the immeasurable light as fast as he could!?

The light shines, the ghosts and demons, all turn into ashes!

The dazzling light in the ruined temple disappeared, the mountains returned to calm, and the sound of insects and rustling in the forest sounded.

"It was evil just now, the little monk entered the mountain to get rid of the demons for the people in the town, and it was an accident to meet the female benefactor." Su Wenxin struggled to raise his head from the twin peaks that covered his eyes, and explained with a red face.

The abbot said that the women under the mountain are like Menghu, and Su Wenxin felt that women were more terrible than Menghu!

He had never been so heart-pounding to the fierce tigers in the mountains, and his face was red and his ears were red.

Su Wenxin quietly raised his eyes and glanced at the woman in red clothes like fire, women are terrible, and good-looking women are even more terrifying.

Xue Shuang stared blankly at the place where the evil disappeared, and then realized that he was still hanging on the little monk, and hurriedly jumped down.

"Now that the evil has been removed, it is time for the little monk to continue his journey west."

Su Wenxin breathed a sigh of relief, folded his hands, and got up to say goodbye.

Without waiting for Xue Shuang to answer, Su Wen hurriedly left the broken temple, his posture quite embarrassed.

Xue Shuang looked at the back of Su Wenxin leaving, and suddenly thought that this little monk was obviously younger than her, and his height was half a head shorter than her, but when he hung her on his body, his tall back was not bent by half a minute.

When the Buddha's horn rang in her ears, it could dispel all fear in her heart.

Just as the corners of Xue Shuang's mouth were unconsciously raised, a white figure trotted back to the broken temple.

"What's the matter, little monk, are you reluctant to sister me?" Xue Shuang was happy.

Although Su Wenxin lowered his head stiffly, Xue Shuang could still see the little monk's blood-congested burgundy earlobes.

"Little Monk's Bowl ......"

Su Wenxin raised his hand and begged for his porcelain bowl.

That's the guy he's eating, and the abbot would be angry if he knew he had lost the bowl.

"Oh, this one."

Only then did Xue Shuang remember that he had taken a bowl from the little monk.

"The bowl will be returned to you, but sister, I want to come and have clear grievances, and if there is kindness, I will repay you, how can you repay this life-saving grace?"

Taking back his precious porcelain bowl, Su Wenxin breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't care about any life-saving grace: "The abbot said that monks should be compassionate, act with their hearts, and never pursue returns for the purpose. ”

"In that case, everything you do will no longer be pure, and the Buddha's mind will be polluted."

Looking at Su Wenxin, who was full of old-fashioned spirit and pretended to be an adult in front of him, Xue Shuang stretched out his green jade finger and flicked the other party's head.

"It's your business that you don't ask for anything in return, and I want to repay the favor is my business."

"It's decided, look at your little monk is quite right, sister, I'll ......"

Xue Shuang leaned down and slowly approached Su Wenxin, a sly smile flashing in her eyes.

"Sister, how about making a personal promise?"

Su Wenxin was so frightened that he fled!