The night is gradually getting deeper.

Woo, there was a sudden gust of wind outside, which made the wooden windows rattle.

Hearing this voice, Lu Yusheng's expression on the bed suddenly changed, his eyes were full of fear, he was holding the scripture tightly, and his body was trembling.

"Come on, come on!"

"Oh?!" After hearing this, Wu Sheng put away the scriptures and looked at the door.

He smelled a faint aroma, which seemed to be quite pleasant. Then a gust of wind blew, the door was blown open, and the aroma became even greater.

"Master, a guest is coming." Wu Sheng called out.

Huh, what he heard in response was a burst of snoring, and Monk Kong had already fallen into a dream.

Alas, a sigh.

"Lover, I'm here." The voice was crisp, and it made people's hearts tremble when they heard it.

A woman floated into the room. She was dressed in red gauze, as bright as fire, with fragrant shoulders. She was like a flower, more delicate than flowers, with captivating eyes and sultry red lips. Her bare feet exposed her calves, which were white and smooth.

What a seductive fairy!

"Yusheng, hey, there are guests here."

She entered the room with a charming smile and glanced at Wu Sheng and the fat monk who was sleeping soundly on the couch.

"Young monk, you are so handsome!" She said to Wu Sheng with a smile.

"The female donor is so beautiful!" Wu Sheng said with a smile.

"The little monk is really good at talking."

A gust of fragrant wind brought her to Wu Sheng's body. The red gauze on her body spread out, revealing her pink bellyband, which was crisp and her breasts were half exposed.

"What do you call the young monk?" The woman exhaled like blue, and a refreshing fragrance came to her nostrils, which made people feel trance-like.

Reciting the Heart Sutra silently without birth can calm the restlessness in the heart.

"The little monk has no life."

"Wu Sheng, this Dharma name is not very auspicious!" The woman smiled after hearing this, and then reached out to touch Wu Sheng's face, but he avoided it.

"Is the little monk lonely in the temple?"

"Fortunately, I have food and drink, so I'm not lonely." Wu Sheng said.

"You're not lonely, nor are you happy? Come on, I'll make you happy." The woman said this and hugged Wu Sheng with both hands.

Lu Yusheng, who was on the bed over there, was so frightened that he didn't even dare to speak, let alone speak.

"Coming?"

A cry was heard, as crisp as bone marrow, and Wu Sheng hurriedly avoided it.

"This female donor, we just met. I don't even know your name, so we just hugged each other. Isn't that not good?" Wu Sheng said.

"My name is Xiaomei. The little monk is still shy. Am I not beautiful?"

"Beautiful, beautiful things are smoking!" Wu Sheng said.

"Giggle, the little monk's mouth is so sweet."

The woman named Xiaomei smiled, disappeared from Wu Sheng's eyes in a flash, came behind him, put her arms around his neck, and pressed her soft body against his back.

"Little monk." The fragrance gently blew his ears, making people's hearts beat abnormally.

"I'm a little cold, give me a hug."

"Wearing so little, it's naturally cold. Come on, put on your clothes."

Wu Sheng turned around and found that the gauze garment on the upper body of the woman in front of him had fallen to the ground, leaving only her attractive red bellyband and her dazzling snow-white skin.

"oops!"

Wu Sheng hurriedly took two steps back, feeling that his forehead was a little rushed, and he quickly recited the Heart Sutra silently.

This monster is so charming and seductive that it is almost fatal. Even though he knows that he is a monster, he still can't help but be moved. Only by relying on Buddhist scriptures can he stabilize his mind. This is how powerful these monsters are. If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would have died early.

He threw away his armor, entered the Yuanyang tent, and fell into it.

"Amitabha, donor, please respect yourself. It's cold at night and be careful of the wind and cold." Wu Sheng said with his palms clasped together.

"Little monk, your heart is moved. A good night is short, and a spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold!"

"This is not a thousand pieces of gold, this is life-threatening!" Wu Sheng said.

Giggling, the woman smiled, and the flower branches swayed.

The woman suddenly came to Wu Sheng's body, hugged him with her arms, pressed against his body tightly, looked at him with seductive eyes, ha, a burst of fragrance hit her nostrils, like a kiss with fiery red lips.

Looking into those eyes, Wu Sheng felt a little dazed, confused, and seemed unable to hold on, so he raised his hands. Suddenly he felt a heat in his chest, and the spiritual platform suddenly became empty.

Ah, the woman in front of him exclaimed, covering her chest and taking several steps back, as if she had been burned by something.

Seeing this, Wu Sheng lowered his head and glanced at his chest. The string of Bodhi beads he had just obtained was hanging there quietly.

It is indeed a treasure, deeply endowed with Buddha nature, and will naturally show its power when seeing evil spirits.

"Amitabha, isn't this donor a human being?" Wu Sheng said.

"How can you tell?" Xiao Mei smiled.

"At this time, so dressed, so flattering, anyone who is not a fool can see that you are just a little bit clever in your magic, which makes people unconsciously indulge in it, lose their mind, and when they wake up, it is already too late, just like him

Like that." Wu Sheng pointed at Lu Yusheng on the bed.

"The young monk has some righteousness." The woman waved her hand, and the red gauze that had fallen to the ground flew back to her body.

"Now that you know it, stop meddling in other people's business and risk your life in vain," the woman said with a smile.

"Come here, of course you have to take care of it." Wu Sheng said.

As he spoke, the meager amount of mana in his body had already been activated.

"Young monk, I don't know how high the sky is, but since it's been delivered to my door, I'll let you see it."

The woman waved her hand, and a gust of wind blew up, roaring throughout the room and making people unsteady.

Wu Sheng stood there, motionless, as if his feet were rooted.

"Oh, it's such a strong wind!" A voice came from behind, and Monk Kong woke up from his sleep.

"Hey, this donor is so beautiful, and he wears so little!"

Cackling, laughter like silver bells, the wind stopped.

"Master, you should get some sleep again," Wu Sheng said.

"It's too cold, so I covered myself with a quilt." Kong Kong shivered and said.

"Are you a monk from Lanruo Temple?!" the woman asked, looking into the void.

"Exactly, what do you call the female benefactor?" Kong Kong put his palms together and said.

"In that case, I will spare your lives and leave as soon as possible!" the woman said impatiently.

"We are here, and we have to take care of this matter. Look at what harm you have done to Donor Lu. God is kind to people, so Donor should let him go, right?" said Kong Kong.

"Let him go, okay, then let this little monk accompany me." Xiao Mei pointed at Wu Sheng and said.

"Wu Sheng, what do you think?" Kong Kong turned around and asked.

"Bullshit, I don't like this type of thing! Why do you have to hold on to him?" Wu Sheng asked.

"He is my lover. We are in love and love each other."

"Bullshit!" Wu Sheng waved his hand after hearing this.

Giggles, the woman laughed.

"You guys stay aside for now."

She stretched out her hand, and Wu Sheng felt an invisible force instantly imprisoning her, unable to move. After using her magic power, the force immediately dissipated.

Huh? The woman was very surprised when she saw this.
Chapter completed!