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257. Chapter 257 Dreams and confusion [1]

No matter how powerful someone is, she can deal with it, but this monk is like a stone in the toilet, smelly and hard!

"Are you going to say it?" Hua Xi stared at him with a cold face.

This is a threat from Chi Guoguo!

But Wujiang was unmoved. Instead, he turned his back on what was going on outside the window and began to recite sutras.

Hua Xi ran to him and sat down, face to face with him, very close to him. Suddenly she laughed softly and raised her hand to touch his face.

"Little monk, if you don't say anything, I will take off my clothes in front of you."

"You——" Wujiang frowned, "Why does the donor not love himself so much?"

Sure enough, this monk refused to take hard or soft advice, but there was always one thing he couldn't do.

Hua Xi has always been smart and calm, and she knows very well how to deal with different people in different ways.

"Anyway, it's just you and me here, and no one else knows what we did." Hua Xi approached him, and as she spoke, her lips were almost touching his face, with only a small distance between them.

His breath was gently teasing, and the warm feeling made him frown.

Hua Xi smiled slowly and touched his face with a small hand, "Look here, there is a strong fire, how about a wedding ceremony?"

I used to think that there was something wrong with those female goblins seducing Tang Monk in "Journey to the West". What good is a monk?

Only now did Hua Xi understand that it didn't matter how handsome Tang Seng was. What was important was that he was a stubborn stone. He only had Buddhism and compassion in his heart, and had no love between men and women.

And letting a stone have the feeling of a man and a woman, that feeling of conquest, is what the female fairies like.

Oh, of course, wanting to eat Tang Monk's meat is also the key point.

When Hua Xi faced Wujiang at this time, she felt a bit like conquering him, but naturally she would not really do it, she would just scare him.

For a monk, eating meat and drinking alcohol are not serious violations of lust or precepts.

Wujiang turned his head to avoid her breath.

Hua Xi took the initiative to untie her clothes, raised her head and looked at him with a smile, "Hey, do you really want to see it?"

Wujiang frowned and suddenly turned his face, looking directly at her with pure eyes, but he suddenly smiled.

In an instant, it was like a beautiful flower blooming.

"The so-called form is emptiness, emptiness is form, and the skin is just an illusion for the monk. Why do you force yourself to do things you don't like? You are not such a person." Wujiang followed the instructions and said calmly and indifferently, as if he was preaching the Dharma.

"You sound like you know me very well." Hua Xi smiled half-heartedly and touched his face, "Aren't you afraid that I will really eat you?"

He smiled peacefully again: "Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will?"

"You dare to say that I am hell?" Hua Xi frowned, pinched his face, with a childish look, her mouth pouted slightly, very dissatisfied!

Wujiang looked at her, and suddenly the smile seemed to freeze on his face for a moment. He looked away and took off her hand.

"No, you just tempted the monk to disobey the Buddha, and you pushed me into hell."

"I didn't expect you to be so strict with your mouth. If you don't tell me, I'll naturally ask others when I get back, you verbose monk!" Hua Xi knew that there was no way to make him relent, so she simply stopped asking.

She walked to the entrance of the cave and looked at the dark world outside. The wind was blowing loudly, bringing with it the mournful sound of gold and iron clashing.

She had heard these sounds when she and Long Ganyue were on the grass, but she didn't know what they were.


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