A rain disrupted the minds of the two people.

Smack.

Rain was falling down his cheeks.

Xia Zhicicada looked at the delicate face close at hand, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva a little unnaturally, wanting to moisten his somewhat dry throat first.

"I ......"

What did I say...... What I said just now, what I want to say now, and what should I say after that.

My mind was a mess.

Jiang Qin's eyes widened, and the few strands of broken hair on her sideburns were wet by the rain and stuck to her pink and red cheeks.

The fair skin is like a cloud after a rain, and it is dyed red little by little like the sun setting.

At this moment, the heavens are also beautiful.

The drizzling raindrops stopped, and even the lazy clouds in the sky moved their bloated bodies and let the sun behind them out.

After the rain, the blue of the sky is so pleasant.

The soft sunlight also fell, and it landed right on the small boat floating on the lake, and landed on the two people who were almost close to the boat.

"You...... If you don't speak, I'll say yes. ”

Xia Zhician didn't actually want to say this, but his brain seemed to be a little rusty after being wet by this light rain, and some inexplicable words automatically ran out.

The man's gaze was scorching, a little hotter than the sun in the sky.

The woman avoided the gaze, her eyes lowered, her slender eyelashes trembling slightly.

She didn't speak, and she agreed.

The nail of his left hand was lightly tapped on the palm of his hand, and the words written by the master's pen were still clearly visible, and I don't know if this day was destined to come from the time he went down the mountain.

"I ...... I'm ......."

Xia Zhician is usually a person who can speak well, but now he is clumsy, and he can't even say a whole sentence in his mouth.

He pursed his lips, knowing that he should say something more, but his tongue and lips had been fighting for a long time and he still couldn't say a word.

Otherwise, go straight to the next step......

In fact, he shouldn't be in such a hurry, he should slow down his tone a little, stabilize his emotions with the other party, and then move on to the next step.

But his brain was down, and Jiang Qin was silent.

For a while, I didn't know what to do about this matter.

Xia Zhician didn't know what to think, maybe his body was one step faster than his brain, so he directly stretched out his right hand to grab the woman's wrist.

The people in front of him are like the moon, and the frost and snow are condensed on the wrists.

Gently pushing away the rain-soaked cuffs, the man's fingers caressed the woman's jade-like skin.

This action made Jiang Qin's face even more red, she didn't even dare to raise her eyes to look at the man who was already breathing, the light in her eyes was like a pool of lake water wrinkled by the spring breeze, with sparkling ripples.

The slender legs were crossed together, and the alluring curves that had been obscured by the wide robe were now revealed by the rain.

She bit her lower lip gently, because this was the only way to suppress the shame that had risen in her heart, so that the thought of running away at once could only be a single thought.

"Uh......"

Where the skin touches, it looks like something has come in.

……

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Zen Master Bukong smiled and stepped forward, blocking the path of the Chimei Dao people.

He first folded his hands and recited a Buddha name in a low voice, and then he did not speak in a hurry, but waited for the person in front of him to speak first.

"Master Bukong, why are you blocking my way?"

Chi Mei frowned, he originally planned to go to Jiang Qin today, after all, the disciples of the two of them at the same time should be closer to Xia Zhician and Bukong.

Although Jiang Qin didn't think so.

He felt as if Jiang Qin had been getting a little closer to the Xia Zhicicada who was trapped in Dragon Mountain recently, although there was no evidence.

Except that Jiang Qin and Xia Zhician appeared together when they went to Nangong's house to get rid of demons, the two of them did not show too much closeness in front of Chimei, and even when they were talking, Jiang Qin would deliberately treat Xia Zhician indifferently.

There is obviously no evidence that the two are close, but Chimei has a faint restlessness in her heart.

This uneasiness, like a seedling in these days, took root in his heart, and then grew little by little.

Someday it will explode.

"Amitabha."

With the Buddha's name, the first Zen master who discovered the abnormality stood in front of Chimei.

Although Chimei was unhappy, she was also afraid of the other party's cultivation and identity, and she didn't dare to offend easily. After all, Master Bukong is a disciple of the abbot of Wanfo Mountain, and if he compares to Longhu Mountain, he should be the identity of the disciple of the Heavenly Master.

"The Buddha said that the sea of suffering is boundless, and the shore is turned back."

The Zen master is blind, but his heart is like a mirror, he speaks the truth of the Buddhist scriptures, and exudes a soft and warm temperament.

"Hehe, I'm not in the mood to listen to what Buddhist scriptures you talk about right now."

Chimei could only sneer twice, and he was about to turn around and leave, but his eyes narrowed because of the sudden glare of sunlight.

The dazzling light came from behind the Bukong Zen Master.

It was a rising sun.

Buddhism is unfathomable, and it is said that the Bodhi Zen master of the year was able to cultivate three different golden body dharma phases with the qualifications of one person, among which the Dharma body of the Great Day Nyorai is the most famous.

The glorious day, although it emits a dazzling light, will not harm all things in the world, and will always treat everything with warm and soft light, whether it is beautiful or ugly, it is treated equally by the light.

Although legend has it that there was a vision of burning the sky for ten days in ancient times, the time is too old to distinguish between the truth and the falsehood.

Akame is not afraid of the sun because the sun's light is harmless. But he still took several steps back in an instant, and spat out his natal sword at the same time.

The plum blossom sword is horizontally in the wind.

He wasn't afraid of the sun, but he was afraid of the Dharma Body that appeared under the sun.

The muscles of the golden body that are full of feet tall are knotted like dragons, and King Kong's eyes are wide open, so the demons of the eight directions are ambushed.

"Master, you and I are both from decent backgrounds, why are you making enemies of me today, and why is this?"

Chimei stood with her sword crossed and questioned sharply.

This is also because the other party is a non-empty Zen master in the realm of ascending to the hall, and he can't beat it at all, so although he is very vigilant, he doesn't make a rash move.

If the opponent was replaced by Xia Zhicicada, Chimei would probably have slashed with a sword by now.

"The Buddha said, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground."

The Zen master folded his hands, closed his eyes and said again.

The sun behind him was held high in the air by the hands of the angry King Kong, as if it were a statue made of gold.

Hearing the voice of the Zen master Bukong, Chimei inexplicably rose from her heart and wanted to drop the long sword in her hand.

Although he soon felt his strange inner turmoil, and then silently recited the decision to expel the sudden thought.

Although it is only a short moment, the victory or defeat of the duel is often in this moment.

Chimei knew that if he took advantage of his distraction just now and attacked the Zen Master Bukong, it would be absolutely impossible for him to block it.

The final result must be taken down by the Bukong Zen Master.

But the other party did not do it.

"Master, what the hell do you want to do?"

Chimei simply put away her sword, anyway, she couldn't beat it at all, if the other party wanted to kill her, she would have done it a long time ago, and she wouldn't give herself a chance to struggle like this.

"It's okay, the old monk just thinks that Chimei Daoyou has been thinking about it recently, maybe it was because he was lost to the Yuan Shen by the evil qi before."

The Zen master is telling the truth, but not the whole truth. Chimei was indeed damaged because of what happened to the Nangong family before, but it was not a big problem. And his main problem is actually that his Dao heart has been dusted recently, and some thoughts that should not have appeared in his mind all the time.

"yes, bothering the master, I really haven't felt well lately......"

Zen Master Bukong deliberately showed his Dharma body, not to scare Chimei, but to take the opportunity to use the Dharma to dispel the evil qi that might be shrouded in his heart.

Helping Nan Er expel evil qi before was like using a thin needle to make an ink painting on a stone slab, which required both fineness and perseverance.

And to help Chimei, you don't have to be so troublesome. The revelation of the Dharma body by the Bukong Zen Master is like changing the tool of carving from a thin needle to all kinds of swords, guns, swords, halberds, and the thing to be carved has also changed from an ink painting to a stone.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Zen Master Bukong looked at Chimei, who was not unusual, and wondered if he had guessed wrong, the other party was not invaded by evil qi, but he always felt that something was wrong.

He didn't expect that Chimei's Dao heart was not dusted by evil qi entering her body, but because of her various obsessions that finally distorted her Dao heart.

The method of expelling evil qi is naturally ineffective against red plums.

After all, you can get rid of what doesn't belong in his body, but you can't change what he has changed again.

The Bukong Zen Master stood in front of Chimei, and the latter could only stand obediently under the gaze of the Vajra Dharma Body helplessly.

And then an hour passed.

"Old bald donkey! What are you doing? You actually took Lao Tzu's money and dared to be lazy......"

Nanji's roar came from not far away.

Today was the last time he found the Zen Master of Bukong to expel the evil spirit, and when he thought that the other party would have to collect a whole gold ingot every time he recited the kind of Buddhist scripture he didn't understand, his heart was dripping blood.

In the past, I was very tired of Zen Master Bukong reciting Buddhist scriptures, but today he righteously asked the other party to recite Buddhist scriptures for four hours, and he also had to make up for the previous days.

Otherwise, it will be a big loss!

But Nan Er really doesn't like Buddhist scriptures, and he can't fall asleep after listening to a cup of tea, so Zen Master Bukong came out of the house with this kung fu and blocked Chimei's way.

But now that Nan Er woke up, he found that the old monk who was supposed to continue reciting scriptures to him was gone, and he was immediately angry.

Lao Tzu spent money! You can't take Lao Tzu's money and give it back to Lao Tzu for laziness!

Even the little novice who was squatting on the side was glared at by Nan Er viciously several times, so frightened that people hurriedly covered the gold ingots on their chests and ran away.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Zen Master Bukong frowned, so he could only put away the Vajra Dharma Body and turned around and returned to his courtyard.

If Chimei was amnesty, she didn't delay for a second and flew away with the sword light.

"An hour...... Time should be enough. ”

The Zen master of Bukong said.