A gentle morning breeze blew the flowers and trees in the yard dancing.

Bai Xianyu sat alone under the tree, wearing a white dress as quiet as plain, and her fingers gently stroked her slightly swollen red lips, thinking about something.

Chen Mu has left.

I agreed to kiss her, but it took me nearly ten minutes.

If Chen Mu hadn't been a little dishonest and was kicked away by Bai Xianyu who had reacted, he might have enjoyed some more beautiful time.

After kissing, Chen Mu turned his head and left.

He left no explanation, nor any love words, as he was as casual as a young master of kidney deficiency who had a leaf passing through it.

"sister……"

Qingluo blinked her lively eyes, "Did your brother-in-law be in the estrus period? I can't control myself anymore?"

As my sister-in-law, this is the first time that Qingluo has seen her brother-in-law behave so scaryly.

Like a beast in estrus.

She was so scared that she didn't plan to close the door and go to bed at night.

"The Buddha said that the firefly was confused."

The white silk feathers and red lips opened lightly, and slowly spit out four words.

Qingluo frowned: "What does it mean?"

"My husband was obviously bewitched by the monk..." A cold light flashed in Bai Xianyu's eyes. "Fortunately, it did not affect his mind."

"Stinky monk!"

Qingluo gritted her teeth. "It's too shameless. She knows that she's talking bad things about others behind her back all day, and she doesn't have to worry about retribution."

She looked up and wondered, "Does my brother-in-law know your identity?"

"He doesn't know, Hongchen won't say it, but..."

Bai Xianyu shook her head gently and sighed slightly. "Your brother-in-law is not a fool either, he just doesn't care."

"Don't you care?" Qingluo asked, "Does your brother-in-law care about you?"

Hearing this, Bai Xianyu smiled sweetly, rubbed the girl's head gently, and her eyes were filled with tenderness: "Silly girl, it's because her husband cares too much that he doesn't care, do you understand?"

"Uh..." The girl was a little dizzy.

Bai Xianyu flipped his wrist and a blue sword appeared in his hand: "Okay, let Hei Ling check where that monk is, so he has to make his memory rise."

"But sister, you can't beat him."

"He won't fight back, if he dares..." Bai Xianyu slowly clenched the hilt of the sword, "At worst, I can flood Dawei Temple again!"

...

When Bai Xianyu found the monk Hongchen, the other party was meditating on a lakeside.

The waterfront is surrounded by trees and grass is full of green.

The monk is like a sculpture.

The clear lake water in front of him reflected into his eyes as clean as inkstones, shining with each other, as if it was integrated into one.

"You're here."

Hearing the light footsteps behind him, the monk's smile appeared shallow, and layered ripples rippled on the flat water surface like a mirror.

Just like his heart, it also rippled with the arrival of the woman.

"This is the first time you took the initiative to find the little monk."

The monk sighed softly, "It's a pity that the little monk is unhappy."

Bai Xianyu sneered: "Your skill in teasing women is far worse than your husband, so just find a nunnery to practice."

"The little monks look down on them, and they are not worthy of the little monks."

The monk's tone was plain, with a bit of arrogance in his plainness.

If Chen Mu was here, he would definitely give him a thumbs up and praise him: "I have never seen such a shameless person!"

Swish!

The long sword was unsheathed, reflecting a cold light.

Bai Xianyu pointed at him: "I thought you would be much more honest after the last time, but I didn't expect you to have not changed at all!"

"Is Chen Mu asked you to come?"

The monk actually knew the answer, but he had a little expectation in his heart.

However, he was disappointed.

Bai Xianyu said coldly: "I came here myself."

The ripples on the lake surface slowly expanded. Although there was no trace of wind, it wrinkled the lake water in front of me, and the monk held it tightly with his hands.

The palms felt the tingling sensation from the nails.

After a while, he let out a sigh, stood up, turned around and looked at the woman with a frosty face in front of him, and said bitterly:

"If I had known this would have been the case, I would have stopped him."

Bai Xianyu is not up to date.

Indeed, with the relationship between Dawei Temple and the Empress Dowager, if he had prevented Bai Xianyu from going to Qingyu County at that time, the Empress Dowager would have agreed.

Unfortunately, he made the most fatal and regretful mistake in his life.

Why is this happening?

He had investigated Chen Mu at the beginning.

He is just an ordinary little detective. With Bai Xianyu's personality, he can't like him for ten thousand years.

However, reality is such a slap in the face.

The breeze is like a lover's hand floating gently, blowing the hair on the woman's forehead and blowing her picturesque eyebrows.

"Do I still have a chance?"

The monk murmured.

It seems like asking yourself, or it seems like asking the other person.

At this moment, Bai Xianyu suddenly remembered a strange word his husband had said.

Although she still doesn't know what the sentence means, she feels that it's appropriate to say it at this moment, so she said, "I don't have a chance, unless I accompany me to climb the mountain."

The monk was stunned, not sure why.

"The little monk doesn't understand."

Monk Hongchen hopes that women can solve their doubts.

Bai Xianyu shook her head gently: "I don't understand either, my husband told me."

The monk was silent.

Hearing the woman's deep attachment to her husband, his heart was in chaos again.

A water bird hovered in the air for several times and landed on the monk's shiny bald head, chirping, which was quite funny.

Bai Xianyu stared at the water bird and frowned slightly.

All things have spirits, and they can get close to them with spirits... This monk's cultivation seems to be closer.

However, the next second, the water bird seemed to be frightened, suddenly flapped its wings and flew up, struggled on the lake for several times before planting into the water.

Then it disappeared.

Bai Xianyu's pupils contracted and he looked at the monk suddenly.

"The donor wants to vent his anger for his husband. The little monk will not hide. The donor will teach a lesson."

The monk Hongchen seemed to be covering up something, his face was solemn.

Bai Xianyu stared at him and did not take action.

Finally, she saw a trace of haze in the monk's eyes, as if someone had applied a little dirt on the clean glass.

"Do you have a demon?"

Bai Xianyu's face was moved, and his heart was filled with storm. There was a faint unrealistic answer: "It was my husband who made it!?"

His name is Hongchen, and he is one of the Buddhist disciples with outstanding talents in the entire Xuantian Continent in recent years.

His name is Hongchen, and his heart is also in Hongchen.

However, his "Red Dust" is different from others. It is more like a brand new world, without a trace of dirt or a trace of negative emotions.

It's clean and clear like a newborn baby.

No one can disturb his state of mind, and no one can plant inner demons in his heart, because babies are the purest.
To be continued...