When the sun was high in the sky and Wuchen knocked the wooden fish for the last time, the half-freaks in Xiaomang's and others' stomachs completely dissipated with the red lotus fire and passed away. Before the eight of them had time to open their eyes, they fainted from exhaustion.

Zhen Shan didn't care about anyone, walked up to Wuchen and hugged him.

Wuchen was stunned by her enthusiasm for a moment. His ears turned red and he lowered his eyes shyly, but he was still worried about whether she was feeling unwell, "Shanshan, what's wrong?"

Zhen Shan raised her eyes and saw that his earlobes were dyed with a touch of red. At this time, he was no longer ethereal and difficult to reach, but let her hug the little monk. She pursed her lips and smiled, "No, I just want to hug you, don't I?"

?”

"No, no, it's just, just..."

He hesitated and hesitated, unable to explain why.

"Being in front of the Buddha should be solemn and not frivolous, right?" Zhen Shan asked with raised eyebrows.

Wuchen lowered his head in shame, "Amitabha, sin, sin!"

"Ha, I don't care if it's a crime or not. Anyway, I want all the gods and Buddhas in the sky to see that you, the little monk, have returned to secular life. From now on, you are only mine!"

There was a blush on Wuchen's face, but he didn't say anything bad about her, he only responded in a low voice.

Zhen Shan frowned and let him go.

She knew that although he had broken the precepts, after all, he had been fasting and chanting Buddha's name for many years, and there were still some things that he couldn't let go of. She was not an unreasonable person, so how could she be willing to make him awkward and uncomfortable?

It's just that... I suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Zhen Shan shook his head, wondering why he had the same weak heart as in the small space?

It seems that she has been too free recently, so much so that she has time to think about things.

"Ahem, um, Miss Ashan, are Xiaomang and the others okay?"

Wei Lin didn't want to be an annoying lightbulb like that stupid guy Lin Feng, but as soon as they came back to their senses, they saw the two men making love to each other unscrupulously, and they unconsciously glanced at each other in horror.

The Buddha above really admires the courage of those two people.

Aren't they afraid that the Buddha would be so angry that a thunderbolt would strike him down and kill his dishonorable disciple?

However, soon they saw the eight Xiaomang people lying in pieces. They quickly put away the flames of gossip and went to help them up, while doing something annoying that disturbed people's love.

It’s true, it’s so cool to interrupt someone else’s show of affection!

Of course, they don't dare to let the eldest lady know about their villain mentality. Otherwise, how happy they are in the front will be how miserable they will be in the back!

Zhen Shan didn't pay attention to the twists and turns in the minds of those funny guys. He turned around and walked to Xiao Mang and the others, and put his finger on their pulse.

Lin Feng and the others: "..."

The relationship is that you don’t know if they have anything going on, so you go to the master to show your affection first!

Do you want to be so heartbroken?

Buddha would really be angry, really!

However, when Zhen Shan raised her head to look at them, the four of them immediately put on a well-behaved look. They definitely did not slander her!

Zhen Shan raised her eyebrows slightly and was too lazy to pay attention to Doubi's thoughts, "They are fine, just take them back to rest."

Wei Lin straightened her expression, "Then once the Buddha Mother's birthday is over, will they be able to return to the Central World?"

Zhen Shan nodded lightly.

Wei Lin showed a relaxed smile, her eyes moist, "That's great."

Zhen Shan smiled and stood up, intending to go back to the monastery with Wu Chen.

"Miss Ashan, wait a minute," Lin Feng called her.

Zhen Shan turned to look at him, "What else is there?"

Lin Feng tried not to pay attention to the cold gaze from Zhen Shan, and said with a serious expression, "The fetus in Xiao Mang's belly is gone. Over at the Buddha Mother Hall, Ming Kong probably won't let it go."

Zhen Shan said coldly: "Even if he wants to give up, I have no intention of settling the matter."

Four people: "Um...huh?"

So, madam, what do you want to do?

Is it possible to go down the mountain to play in person?

Stop it!

It’s not that they are weak and lack ambition. If it’s a battle between humans and humans, they have nothing to fear. But, how do humans fight against evil Buddhas? This is not a dimension at all!

Zhen Shan could naturally see their horror, so he simply said: "I will tell you what to do then. Let's help them go back to rest first."

Four people: "..."

OK!

Anyway, in this kind of surreal battle, they can't do anything but follow the command!

…

At dusk, dark clouds began to gather over Bodhi Temple again, and wind and rain suddenly came.

In the Zen room, the lights were bright, and Zhen Shan was sitting on the couch cutting paper figures. When she heard the sound of rain, she turned her eyes and looked out the window. The rain was like a curtain, as if it separated the two worlds.

Zhen Shanfeng's eyes moved slightly, she put down the scissors, stood up and walked to the window, looking at the plum blossoms that had been knocked to the ground by the rain not far away. I wonder if it was her imagination, but she always felt that the plum blossoms in the rain were a little bleak and withered. Looking closer,

It's like an illusion, the plum forest seems to be like no matter how much rain falls, the plum blossoms are still layered like a sea of ​​flowers.

“It’s a cold rainy day, what are you thinking about?”

Wuchen entered the Zen room at some point, took a coat and put it on her, and asked softly.

Zhen Shan pointed at the knocked down plum blossoms with gentle eyebrows and said, "It fell into pieces and turned into mud and dust, but only the fragrance remains the same."

Wuchen followed her gaze and said softly: "Flowers are like people, even if they turn into dust, they will always stay with the person in your heart."

Zhen Shan was slightly startled, turned to look at him, her eyebrows furrowed, "Wuchen, you..."

"Miss Ashan! Master!"

Before she had time to ask anything, Da Ya's anxious shouting came from outside the monastery.

The two of them were highly cultivated, and even through the sound of the pouring rain, they could clearly hear the movement outside the monastery.

Zhen Shan's expression was slightly cold. Lin Feng and the others were always well-informed and would not bother them unless it was urgent.

Zhen Shan turned around and planned to go out to take a look. Wu Chen held her hand and said, "It's raining outside. I'll just go and bring him here."

Zhen Shan shook his head, "I'll go with you."

Wuchen was silent and didn't try to persuade her again. He just held her tightly in his arms when he went out to prevent any rain from splashing on her.
Chapter completed!