Chapter 2933： The Holy Monk's Lotus Essence (47)

2933: Wordscapes Uncrossed Mountain-Crest 2 Answers

She can't bear her hair and is a nun.

Although the strategy still has to continue, the monk's chanting is really terrible.

Even if Bai Weiwei was firm, he couldn't hold back his chanting.

Listening for a few more days, she estimates that she really wants to follow the old turtle as a relic.

By the way, the old turtle is also bald.

Bai Weiwei thinks that it is better to go out for a while.

Raiders every day, when not playing, also quietly cleared his mind.

Don't be occupied by the scriptures.

So she left a paper for the monk, and carrying a bag wrapped in lotus leaves, ran secretly out of the temple.

The system gave her a lot of cover to let her escape smoothly.

"Is this one of the goals of the strategy?"

Bai Weiwei pondered for a while and then said, "I want to buy a mirror."

Damn she hasn't seen her face for so long.

The water in the Lingchi is hazy, and the reflection of the face in it is too distorted.

She couldn't see clearly, she felt itchy.

System: "Then your body has only three days to maintain. Remember to come back early."

The beads were held up again.

Ning Chen was afraid that she would become the same if she grew older.

Give her some strength every day, so that the little one can jump around, and he can't jump out of his palm.

She said that when she changed her mind to practice, she gave her the beads.

Bai Weiwei touched her hair and refused.

As she continued to cultivate, she became a nun.

When Ning Chen saw the note, it was time to return after finishing the early lesson.

There is only one simple word on paper.

"Monk, I won't play with you anymore, I'm leaving."

Goblin ... run away.

He looked blankly for a while, and the paper suddenly shattered into golden light and disappeared.

Then he sat down with an indifferent expression and continued to read the Buddhist scriptures.

The room was empty, and the Lingchi, not far from the door, was hazy and quiet.

It seems that the voices of all things are gone.

Ning Chen looked indifferently, his exquisite face, like a solid sculpture, without any trace of emotional fluctuations.

I don't know how long it has been.

He looked up, looked around, and then went to the door and looked at it.

After watching it, he stood for a while.

Only came back calmly and continued to meditate on the futon.

Meditated for a moment.

He got up again and copied the scriptures.

After writing about half, he turned to knock on the wooden fish.

Knock wooden fish ... knock and knock.

It was found that in addition to the sound of the wooden fish, it also set off the quietness here.

Ning Chen stopped knocking on the wooden fish and sat quietly.

Sunlight was poured in, like gold on the ground.

The shadow appeared from him again.

Pale fingers, lightly touching his face, the beautiful leprechaun of the country and the people, posted silently.

She is so beautiful.

The illusions created by Dark Hell are becoming clearer and better.

Because the longer he spent with her, the better he knew her

The more illusions created by **** become more real.

Everything is built on him.

The pale fairy smiled softly, and suddenly she whispered, "Monk, I've beaten you and want to eat you."

Ning Chen looked at her for a moment indifferently, and stretched out her fingertips to crush her.

Watching her turn into a dark spot of light, dissipating in the sun.

He only slowly got up, then stepped out step by step, stepping on the sun, wearing darkness.

She has become so small.

Where can I go?

It is estimated that they were taken away by the birds out of the temple.

Moreover, her foundation is in the spiritual pond. If she does not drink water for a few days, she will wither.

Ning Chen walked to the pool, filled some water with a bottle, and cast aside the beads, turning into a floating robe.

(End of this chapter)