Chapter 122

The little fox went straight up. The monk in white was not on guard for a moment, and the two directly fell into a ball.

Su Qinghuan pressed Zhan Chen's waist. They looked at each other, and their breathing suddenly became heavy.

The girl's long hair splashed on the monk's robe in white, becoming more and more haunting.

Zhan Chen blinked his eyes slowly. The always clear Phoenix eyes were in a trance at this moment.

He even couldn't help looking at the reflection of the two people on the window paper.

Originally very close, but now it is inseparable, as if they should have been together.

……

Zhan Chen has a fire in his heart, but his expression is still restrained and cold.

"Benefactor Qinghuan, you can get up."

“……”

The little fox fell on his monk's robe. She could easily feel the heat in the man's arms, but she didn't expect Zhan Chen to be so calm.

Looking at the cold expression of the monk in white, as if he were just a grain of dust in each other's eyes, Su Qinghuan was suddenly unhappy.

When was her charm so weak?

She bent down unconvinced and wanted to listen to the man's heartbeat,

"Master, your heartbeat is really fast, just like playing a drum."

The girl's face approached, and her beautiful eyes were watery, which made people want to bully.

……

The monk in white looked at her deliberately noisy appearance, and his throat moved imperceptibly.

——This is really a fox spirit, or the kind god sent to conquer him.

"Are you going down or not?"

Zhan Chen scolded again with a cold face. There was a hint of thought-provoking dumb in his voice, but Su Qing was eager to listen to the man's heartbeat and didn't notice what was wrong with the monk in white at the moment.

"I won't go down! Master Zhan Chen, your heart beats so fast! Your ears are red!"

The girl's cheek is close to the monk's robe. Obviously, there are two or three layers of clothes, but Zhan Chen feels that the girl's cheek is like touching his skin. With the hot heat, it can't be ignored to occupy all his attention.

Zhan Chen is really annoyed at the moment.

He looked at the girl's triumphant smile and suddenly hated her heartless.

——You can laugh so openly when you provoke others.

……

A monk should not have these delusions, but Zhan Chen can't control his heart.

In his anger, he turned the girl around.

"Hey, you --"

When the little fox exclaimed, he felt the posture changed. The white monk's eyes were slightly red, and the pure white monk's robe was a little messy. The cinnabar between his eyebrows was particularly strange.

"Now you know you're afraid?"

In an instant, Zhan Chen became the one who had the upper hand.

The little fox was trapped between his arms.

Perhaps he was afraid of the difference between men and women. Zhan Chen didn't compact and his legs didn't lean against Su Qinghuan.

But this posture - potential is really a little more thought-provoking.

……

Su Qinghuan stared in amazement. The white monk's eyes at the moment were difficult to describe. It was still his holy and gorgeous face, but his temperament became a little different.

Maybe it's because two people are too close.

Or maybe it's because even Zhan Chen's breathing has become a little heavy.

The strong masculine breath sprayed on Su Qinghuan's face.

Neither of them spoke. Su Qinghuan's eyelashes shook slightly. She finally couldn't stand the atmosphere at the moment, especially the feeling of being stared at by each other.

"Zhan Chen, master?"

"Can you let me go? I won't bother you."

……

Seeing that the little fox recognized the advice, Zhan Chen was not less angry. His thin lips pressed down and immediately crossed the girl's ear.

The lips of the monk in white didn't fall into place, but the fluff that lingered on the tip of the girl's ears was particularly perplexing, causing both hands to tighten and sweat.

Zhan Chen has deep eyes.

"If it's not me but other men here today, have you ever thought about your end?"

The little fox's face was stained with a shallow red. She stared at each other unconvinced.

"Aren't you a man, too?"

"I'm a monk."

"You can return to common customs."

"I swore to the Buddha and save the common people all my life."

Zhan Chen is the most intelligent disciple of Buddhism in a hundred years. Therefore, when master Liaokong accepted him, he was a little taboo about the child's too beautiful appearance.

Even the simplest dress, a monk's robe, is the first object that thousands of girls will look at.

If he is willing to return to the common customs and grow long hair, I'm afraid he will make countless people cry and shout to marry him.

Master laikong asked Zhan Chen to take an oath under the gaze of the Buddhas at the age of 20. He knew that the child was sincere and would not easily destroy his promise.

……

It seemed that the white monk's face was slightly stiff when he thought of the promise he had made in the main hall of the Sanskrit temple.

Although this is a broken temple, you can still see the god Buddha once worshipped when you look up, as if looking at yourself compassionately and lovingly.

Zhan Chen quickly stood up. He brushed the dust, clenched the Buddha beads with his hands, and his fingerbones were slightly white.

"Benefactor Qinghuan, I'm sorry. I just offended you a lot. I hope you don't talk about marginal things in the future."

Buddha cultivation is his lifelong faith and worship, which can not be shaken by anyone.

Su Qinghuan, the meteor that went into orbit by mistake, can really put it down because he has to pick it up.

……

Zhan Chen doesn't know whether this is comforting himself or that his Buddha heart is still very strong and has no shaking, but he doesn't want to think about it.

Su Qinghuan squeezed his eyes when he saw the white monk's official words.

"Hey, you don't have to be so sure about everything, and who says you can save people only by being a monk?"

"It's like a doctor with good hands and benevolence, hanging a pot to help the world, and it's like an honest official who scrupulously performs his duties and improves people's livelihood. It's good for the country and the people, and it's not much more useful than reading scriptures in a temple!"

In debating truth, few people can win the little fox.

Zhan Chen hesitated for a moment and wanted to say that he could eliminate demons and defend Taoism, but when he thought about it carefully, even if he is not a monk, as long as he is a just Wulin person, he can also see injustice and help!

He finally shut up and gave Su Qinghuan a Buddha salute.

"No matter what benefactor Qinghuan says, I won't change my will."

A smelly stone where oil and salt do not enter.

Su Qinghuan rolled his eyes.

……

"Benefactor Qinghuan, take a rest first. I'm going to buy two horses in the town now. Let's go to Jiangnan Ling's house together."

Su Qinghuan really questioned whether a monk was rich. Looking at Zhan Chen's appearance of not eating fireworks, she still took out two silver tickets and handed them to each other.

"Buy two good horses. Go and come back quickly."

Zhan Chen wants to explain that he is not short of money, but looking at the girl's suspicious expression, he still takes it and nods.

When Zhan Chen came back, he saw Su Qinghuan change his clothes. The rain had stopped and the girl's clean face turned slowly.

The monk in white breathed suddenly