Under the sword of the woman in red, Lingxu was stunned for a moment.
It's not that he's afraid of the sword on his neck.
But he was confused, "If you don't call me donor...then what should I call you?"
"The benefactor?"
Lingxu raised his head, looked at the woman in red tentatively, and shouted.
The next moment, the woman in red became furious.
Lingxu frowned.
Is it possible to call her a witch?
However, before he could react, the sword had already stabbed him.
Fortunately, the long sword in the woman's hand was offset by three inches and stabbed the young monk Lingxu in the shoulder.
A clanging sound.
The long sword did not pierce the shoulder, but was bounced back without any effect.
The young monk Lingxu smiled slightly and stood up from the ground, "Amitabha, this girl... girl! Why do you insist on pestering this poor monk? The fate between you and me has ended a long time ago!"
"Now, I have returned to Buddhism and will devote myself to practicing for the sake of all sentient beings in this mortal world!"
Lingxu clasped his hands together and said.
"The fate is over?"
The woman in red raised her eyebrows and asked.
"It's done!"
Lingxu said with certainty.
The woman in red was immediately furious, but she held on to the sword in her hand, "In the snowy land back then, I sacrificed my life to send you into the Gate of Time. Are you telling me that my fate is over?"
"Snowy Region? The young monk has never been to the Snowy Region!"
Lingxu shook his head and said.
The woman in red stared, "Are you really so heartless? I have practiced day and night in the clan for three years, and I have been waiting here for half a year! I traced my past, understood the meaning of time, and recovered the past! You
Now tell me, have you entered Buddhism? Do you want to cut off everything with me?"
"Everything in the past has turned into smoke and disappeared!"
Lingxu still shook his head firmly, "Back then, if it weren't for you, the poor monk wouldn't have had all his achievements ruined, and he wouldn't have been suppressed in the Great Leiyin Temple for three years. However, the poor monk doesn't blame the girl, God has a good life.
, this is the fate of my spiritual weakness. But, girl, if you are pestering me and destroying my Buddha heart, the young monk will definitely be furious!"
"What are you talking about?"
The woman in red looked at Lingxu chattering and hesitated for a moment.
"Girl, don't pretend to be confused. Anyway, no matter how you talk or stalk me, this poor monk's Buddha's heart is as immovable as a mountain and he will not be tempted by you at all!"
Lingxu's words are conclusive.
"Do you know what my name is?"
The woman in red suddenly asked.
"When the poor monk met you, your name was Shen Sangsang! As for your name in this reincarnation, the poor monk doesn't know yet!"
Lingxu was very honest.
"Shen Sangsang?"
The beautiful woman in red frowned slightly, "Aren't you Lin Huang?"
"The poor monk's dharma name is Lingxu, he is the senior brother of the Ling generation in Jialan Buddha Kingdom!"
"As for Lin Huang... the poor monk has never heard of it!"
The young monk with a weak spirit said.
"you……"
The woman in red froze on the spot for a long time.
Then he slowly said, "Have you lost your memory?"
"No!"
The young monk Lingxu clasped his hands together, shook his head and said: "The poor monk has indeed lost part of his memory and does not know all the past events when he walked on the world of mortals! But the poor monk has been enlightened by the master and has seen that lost memory!"
The woman in red was completely stunned.
It's over.
He waited for a Linhuang who was not Linhuang...
Seeing the woman in red froze on the spot, Lingxu let out a long sigh of relief, and then said: "I think Nu Shi... the girl must have recognized the wrong person. If there is nothing wrong with the girl, the poor monk will leave! We will never see each other again.
,Amitabha!"
As soon as Lingxu finished speaking, he ran away!
In the blink of an eye, there was only a white streak of snow left in the void.
The woman in red reacted, snorted coldly, raised her sword and chased after him.
…
…
The little monk in white is very bitter!
He felt like crying without tears.
He really wanted to kill the woman in red behind him.
But he couldn't do it.
I took action every time, but at the last moment, I just didn't know why, but I just couldn't bear it.
He felt that his road to the world of mortals was full of obstacles. Why was this girl so lingering? She insisted on calling him Brother Lin Huang.
Amitabha.
I am a monk!
I want all four elements to be empty!
The two of them had been away from the border of Xitian Buddhist Kingdom for several days, traveling all the way. Lingxu tried every means, but could not escape from the woman in red who claimed to be Jun Qingcheng.
Lingxu is so sad!
If I hadn't been a monk, I would have been... Amitabha!
And Jun Qingcheng also noticed that Lin Huang completely lost his original memory. He became another person, completely another person.
She didn't know where Lin Huang's memory was.
It's in the mind of this little monk Lingxu...
Still stayed in the Buddhist Kingdom of the West!
But now...she can only follow Lingxu step by step.
And she believed that the memory belonging to Lin Huang was in Lin Huang's body. Otherwise, Lingxu would not give up after every attack.
Along the way.
Half a month.
One month.
The young monk in white and the woman in red were tugging at each other like that.
Stalking!
This made many people see it, and their faces were full of contempt.
The monk looked cute and compassionate, but he turned out to be a Buddhist scum!
Pooh!
"Miss Qingcheng, thirty thousand miles further, we will reach the boundary of Xingtian Temple! The poor monk can only send you here. Let's part ways after this meal, okay?"
At a tea stall outside the city wall, the young monk Lingxu gnawed unhappily on the white-faced steamed bun in his hand, almost begging for mercy, and wanted to send this annoying little goblin away.
"Do you think I don't know that you are walking around and heading towards the boundary of Xingtian Temple?"
Jun Qingcheng stared at Lingxu coldly, flicking the long sword with her fingers.
"So, Miss Qingcheng agrees?"
The young monk Lingxu could no longer maintain the calmness and tranquility he had when he left the Buddhist kingdom, and he said with a happy face.
"you guess?"
Jun Qingcheng smiled.
"A poor monk doesn't guess!"
Lingxu took a bite of the steamed bun, feeling that this beautiful girl was playing with him again.
"You can throw me away if you want! But..."
"Tell me, girl! Even if you are in the eternal hell, the poor monk will be happy with it!"
Lingxu said extremely eagerly.
Jun Qingcheng shook his finger, turned his head and looked at Lingxu with a sly smile, and said: "This place is still far away from the Xingtian Temple. Since you want to send me back, you must send me there. Even if it's just a mile away!"
"
"Amitabha, just follow what the girl Qingcheng said!"
Fearing that Jun Qingcheng would regret it, Lingxu quickly agreed, and then he stood up hurriedly, "Miss Qingcheng, let's get on the road early!"
"good!"
This time, Jun Qingcheng was very obedient to Lingxu's wishes.
Afterwards, the two people entered the city and wanted to pass through the city.
"Would you like to buy a hair cap?"
Before the two of them left the city, Jun Qingcheng suddenly asked.
Um?
Lingxu turned his head and looked at Jun Qingcheng with a puzzled expression.
"My mother doesn't like monks!"
Jun Qingcheng Road.
"oh!"
Lingxu didn't respond.
Then...
He suddenly woke up!
He quickly took a few steps back, took a deep breath again, stared at the woman in red in front of him, widened his eyes and said, "What does Miss Qingcheng mean by this? The young monk is a monk!"