Zhen Shan was silent and said seriously: "Wuchen, they are just passersby who met by chance. There is no need for you to wrong yourself for anyone."

It's heartless to say this, but she is not a kind and good person in the first place. She is also small-minded and only cares about a few people. How can she be willing to let her little monk be wronged?

Wuchen was stunned for a moment, his eyes became softer and thicker, "A poor monk is not aggrieved."

Zhen Shan reached out and took off the fallen leaves from his shoulders, "Then who was standing there stupidly for who knows how long?"

Wuchen said softly: "It's worth waiting for you as long as you want."

Zhen Shan's hands trembled slightly and he said softly: "You are such an idiot."

Wuchen's fingertips gently stroked her delicate cheek, "Are you hungry? The poor monk made lotus seed soup, do you want to eat it?"

Zhen Shan smiled and said: "Of course I want it. It's noon on the hoeing day, and every grain is hard. Master, the Buddha will be angry if you waste food."

Wuchen said seriously: "As long as you don't get angry."

Zhen Shan silently covered his face and groaned, how could this little monk be so seductive?

"By the way, Xiao Mang and the others said that in the past, the shemale Mingkong often controlled players to destroy the Bodhi Temple?"

Speaking of this, Zhen Shan's eyes turned cold, thinking whether there were enough evil ghosts in the Wangchuan River for her to catch a few more, but she couldn't let Mingkong host it!

Wuchen gently brushed away the wrinkles between her eyebrows, "It's just a pitiful ugliness."

Mentioning Mingkong, one could see that his eyes were cold and emotionless, like an ant in a floating world, not entering his eyes, let alone his heart. At this moment, Wuchen was once again the living Buddha who looked down on all living beings, without any sadness or joy.

Yes, even if he is a Buddha, why would he care about a clown?

And no matter how it jumps, how can the ants shake the gods and Buddhas? It's just that they are ugly.

It's just that the Demon Concubine always protects her shortcomings, and the young monk is already taken care of by her, so she won't tolerate him being wronged, even if he is a "living Buddha".

That's even more unacceptable. Buddhas should be sacred and inviolable, so how can they allow a disgusting fly to fly around in front of their eyes?

Wuchen stared at the coldness in her eyes, and his heart felt like a warm current flowing. Such warmth dispelled the emptiness and pain that had been in his soul for countless days and nights. She was the only one in the world who could let him experience the world of mortals.

Warmth, possessing seven emotions and six desires, just like ordinary people.

In front of her, he is just Wuchen, her little monk. He is not a royal bloodline that countless people have high hopes for, nor is he a living Buddha worshiped by all living beings. He does not need to erase his humanity and endow him with Buddha nature to consider the common people.

To save all sentient beings, he only needs to control his joys and sorrows by himself.

It's just such warmth and freedom, but he once gave it up with his own hands... The sufferings of these years were all retribution. Fortunately, his atonement was finally answered.

Amitabha, his "divine Buddha" did not completely give up on him after all.

The surroundings were suddenly filled with heavy and ambiguous air. Zhen Shan coughed lightly, a little embarrassed, but the affection in his eyes was as deep as the sea, "This time, no one came up to make trouble. It was you who stopped them from going up the mountain, right?"

"Well," Wuchen smiled, "In the past, there were only poor monks and it didn't matter how they made trouble, but now, they will scare you."

Zhen Shan smiled helplessly, "Wuchen, I'm really not a porcelain doll. You don't have to be so nervous."

Ma Jiu and the others really dared to come up and smash up the Bodhi Temple. It was impossible for Zhen Shan to be frightened, but it was possible to break their hands and feet.

Wuchen looked serious, showing unusual stubbornness in this regard, "I want it."

Zhen Shan: "..."

Okay, okay, he held her tight, and naturally she was happy in her heart.

Wuchen said warmly: "But Shanshan, don't worry, the poor monk will not harm your affairs. Mingkong only thinks that the poor monk is targeting him, and will not think of you."

Zhen Shan said nonchalantly: "Even if you do something bad, I'm not afraid."

She didn't even pay attention to Mingkong's transvestite and that evil Buddha.

The Enchanting Concubine’s only opponent has always been that man. She will not despise the others, but there is no need to be afraid of them.

"Forget it, let's not talk about the shemale. Let's go drink lotus seed soup. Let's wait and see what Xiaomang and the others decide for the rest."

Wuchen nodded gently, "Okay."

…

The next day, the demon concubine and the young monk had sex until midnight and waited until the sun was shining three poles before coming out.

Lin Feng and the other two are no longer surprised that the eldest lady can still talk about love leisurely in this deadly game world. Anyway, if you have dog food, eat it, watch it if you show affection, and just keep your heart calm!

But it was the first time for Xiao Mang and the others to see her. They had no experience and couldn't come to their senses for a long time. They had no idea why this female player, who was as beautiful as a fairy or a demon, could be so arrogant.

Isn't she afraid of the terrifying evil Buddha and the malicious Ming Kong?

Lin Feng and the others: "..."

Actually, they think, Mingkong is not afraid of the eldest lady. No, the last time the eldest lady used her words, Mingkong almost vomited blood!

As for the evil Buddha? If someone has a real Buddha next to her, what should she be afraid of?

Sure enough, if you are beautiful, you can do whatever you want!

As soon as Wuchen opened the door of the Zen Temple, Zhen Shan saw a group of people cheering outside, and the last bit of sleepiness in his eyes was frightened away.

What are you doing so early in the morning? To force you into the palace? But the Demon Concubine has no power for them to force her into!

"What are you doing? Today is not the first day of the Lunar New Year. You are here in the morning and I won't give you any red envelopes."

Lin Feng and others: "..."

Who is here to ask for red envelopes?

Miss, are you still thinking about celebrating the New Year?

Ah, no, why should she give them red envelopes? She is not their elder!

Lin Feng and others couldn't laugh or cry, this eldest lady really couldn't suffer at all!

The eight Xiao Mang people looked at each other and knelt down towards Zhen Shan.

The Demonic Concubine: “…”

Although I am said to be a demon concubine, she has already emerged from the feudal dynasty. Normally, those who kneel on people like this are dead people, can you create it?

Zhen Shan pinched his brows and said, "Get up, get up. Why are you kneeling with a big belly? If you really want a red envelope, I'll give it to you."

Lin Feng and the others: "..."

Miss, did you fall for the red envelope?
Chapter completed!