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Chapter 36: Picking a Little Nun (Part 1)

Su Yang had a clear understanding of himself: no matter how high his martial arts skills were, he would never become a "righteous and loyal" hero like Guo Jing, because deep down, he was actually quite bad and quite perverted.

Yes, Tian Boguang's help was indeed needed to save Liu Zhengfeng, but if Tian Boguang hadn't put away his sword in time, he would have stabbed him to death long ago.

In the world of martial arts, you can sacrifice your life for your friends, maybe for Bai Yujing, but Hotan Boguang has not yet reached that level. If you can sacrifice your life for all your friends, even if you have a hundred heads, you won't be able to sell them.

Therefore, the injuries caused by Tian Boguang's knife were not too serious, at least not as "life-threatening" as shown now. If we were on Earth, we would go to the hospital and get seven or eight stitches, and then lie down at home for two days and we would be alive and well again.

The bad guy.

Who makes the plot need it? The great monk Bujie is one of the most important combat forces. If you want him to help you, it is difficult or not easy to say. The key lies in Yilin.

As for the little nun Yilin, Su Yang has always liked this simple, kind, and shy little girl. His thoughts about her are very simple: instead of letting her stay a widow for the rest of her life for this guy Linghu Chong, it is better to marry herself.

Is it possible that because she is a good woman, she deserves to be alone and helpless for the rest of her life? Isn't this nonsense!

Second Master Duan can have seven or eight women, why can’t Second Master Su? Just because Second Master Su wants to be a hero? This is also nonsense.

The more Su Yang thought about it, the more he realized that this was the case, so he simply pretended to be unconscious, closed his eyes, and leaned on Yi Lin's body.

Yilin had no idea what Su Yang was thinking. She thought that Brother Su was seriously injured and quickly used her arms to hold Su Yang in her arms. She used all her strength to hold a mouthful of Hengshan's inner breath and ran forward along the road.

The little nun's bosom is naturally cotton and soft, and the warm fragrance of soft jade is extremely comfortable. Whoever lies in it knows how it feels!

After leaving the city and walking for a few miles, there was no one around. There was a green melon field not far away. Yilin felt that it was far enough, so she put Su Yang flatly on the ground, took out the Hengshan holy medicine Tianxiang Intermittent Glue and mixed it with it.

White Jade Bear Gallbladder Pills are needed to heal Su Yang's injuries.

She stretched out her slender little finger and used her nails to pick up a ball of intermittent glue and brought it to Su Yang's injured area. Suddenly, she saw Su Yang's eyes widened and looking at her with a smile.

"Brother Su, are you awake?" Yilin was overjoyed when she saw this, but suddenly thought that she had been holding him for so long, and she didn't know when he had opened his eyes and looked at her. She couldn't help but feel like flying clouds on her face.

He lowered his head and did not dare to look at Su Yang again.

Su Yang coughed a few times and said weakly: "Junior sister Yilin, if you don't give me medicine, I'm afraid I'm going to die."

Only then did Yi Lin react. She hurriedly applied the intermittent ointment around Su Yang's wound. She was in a hurry, but failed to find the right position several times in a row. Instead, she touched the wound. She poked it with her sharp nails and stopped it slightly.

The bloody wound was bleeding outward again.

Su Yang hissed and broke into a cold sweat from the pain. He simply took the medicine, applied it on himself, and took the Baiyun Bear Gall Pill orally, thus preventing the little nun from committing a tragedy of murdering her husband.

This Hengshan holy medicine is indeed extraordinary. After a while, the wound no longer hurts. Instead, it feels numb and itchy, and it seems to be healed.

At this moment, that mechanical voice sounded in my heart.

"

Use the second-grade elixir in the martial arts world: Tianxiang Intermittent Glue and White Jade Bear Gallbladder Pills. Turn on your medical ability and obtain the title of ‘Patient’. This title can be improved.

Effect: None;

Note: How can a person wander in the rivers and lakes without getting stabbed?

"

Su Yang was secretly amused. The world of martial arts is becoming more and more ridiculous. Can a patient be counted as a title? I spent five yuan to register at the People's Hospital and became a patient. Fortunately, this title can be improved like the title of 'alcoholic'.

I just don’t know what the subsequent titles are and what their functions are.

There is a reward for simply using some medicine, but there is no reward prompt for bluffing Tian Boguang into saving Yilin. Is it because in the original work, Tian Boguang did not hurt Yilin?

Seeing that Su Yang's complexion gradually improved, Yi Lin breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Brother Su, take a rest." She also sat aside to meditate and adjust her breath, using the teacher's teachings on how to move her inner breath.

But for some reason, Yilin always felt agitated and unable to calm down. After a while, she opened her eyes and glanced at Su Yang to see if there were any changes in his injuries and to see if he was looking at her.

When she saw the fourth eye, Su Yang happened to be looking at her too, and their eyes met immediately. She was startled, and hurriedly closed her eyes and pretended to chant sutras, but Su Yang burst into laughter.

Yilin's cheeks were red and she said coyly: "What are you laughing at...what are you laughing at?"

Su Yang said: "It's nothing, just smile when you are happy. If you are happy, you should smile more. You don't have to follow your master and keep a straight face all day long."

Yilin lived in Baiyun Temple in Hengshan. The master was strict in speech and discipline, and all the sisters were cold-mouthed. Although everyone loved and cared for each other, few people said any jokes, and it was even rarer to make fun of them. Ding

Jing, there are many young and lively lay female disciples in Dingxian's sect, but they rarely joke with their fellow monks.

Therefore, she spent her entire childhood in silence and loneliness. In addition to meditating and practicing martial arts, she knocked on wooden fish and chanted sutras. She rarely laughed and shook her head and said: "That's not okay. The master said that joy and sorrow are all emotions and six desires.

If you indulge in it, you will inevitably be unable to extricate yourself, which is the great precept of Buddhism."

"Fart..." Su Yang blurted out and wanted to scold the old nun for farting. He held back the words and changed his words: "Sadness and happiness are all human nature. If you suppress it forcibly, wouldn't it make you sick?"

Not to mention, take a look at your master, Mrs. Dingyi, she is famous for her fiery temper."

Yilin thought the same thing. The master would usually take action immediately when he disagreed with others outside. When he was in the sect, he was even more bold and bold. He would comment on anecdotes about people in the world, talk about what he was angry about, and often curse in front of all the disciples. He was not like a monk at all.

.

Thinking of this, she finally couldn't help but smile, but she immediately thought that she should not be joking behind her back. She couldn't even think about it. Seeing Su Yang's chapped lips, she said: "I can't tell you anything, anyway.

No. You’ve lost so much blood, your mouth must be dry. Can I go find you some water?”

Su Yang smiled and said: "There are a lot of watermelons over there, just pick them and eat them."

Yilin nodded and stood up, walking to the melon field not far away, but instead of picking melons, she looked around.

There was no one around, not even a house. Yilin thought: "Brother Su wants to eat watermelon. But this watermelon belongs to the owner, how can I just steal it from others?"

Su Yang's dry-lipped face appeared in her mind again. After hesitating for a moment, she finally gritted her teeth, clasped her hands together, and prayed secretly: "Bodhisattva, this disciple must not dare to steal intentionally, because Brother Su... Su

Big brother wants to eat watermelon."

After a second thought, I realized that "Brother Su wanted to eat watermelon" was not a great reason. It seemed that he could not convince the Bodhisattva to forgive himself.

In the end, it was Brother Su's pitiful appearance that defeated the master's earnest teachings. Yilin held a watermelon in both hands and lifted it upwards, and the melon stem broke. She quickly prayed: "Bodhisattva has a clear lesson, one person does the work and the other takes responsibility. It's me."

Yilin broke the precepts, and it has nothing to do with Brother Su. If Bodhisattva wants to blame, just blame me."

Then he held the melon in his arms, ran back like a thief, and placed it next to Su Yang.

The journey was not long and the watermelon was not big, but she was sweating, obviously due to uneasiness.

Su Yang saw Yi Lin's small figure in the field from a distance, hesitating and clasping her hands together. He naturally knew what she was thinking, and seeing her so nervous, he couldn't help but feel soft in his heart. He felt a little sorry for this girl and blurted out

Liked: "Good girl, so good."

When Yi Lin heard him calling her that, she was shocked and almost dropped the watermelon. She hurriedly picked up the lapel of her clothes and pocketed it, then broke the watermelon with her sword while blushing.

Her face is as red as a melon.

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After the fight, flirt, and after the flirt, fight.

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