Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

Her left arm was a little hot. After she cast a glance, she recited a spell, only to see a dazzling red light, and then a man in an ancient costume in a red robe appeared in front of her eyes.

"It's going to rain..." Chilong frowned, seeing her motionless, leaning on his chest, looking at her speechlessly.

"Hmm..." Jian Junxi raised his eyes, saw his face was ugly, and asked worriedly: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it'll pass after a while." The pain piercing the heart like a thousand arrows seemed to be relieved a little only when he showed his real body. In order not to attract the attention of others, he had to take the human form.

Another reason is that Jian Junxi now sits in meditation for a day and a night, and he has no sense of time. He has to come out to wake her up!

"That's good..." Jian Junxi looked at the dark sky, counted his fingers, and stood up calmly, as if the wind and rain had nothing to do with her...

"It's deserted and there's no place to shelter from the rain, why don't I take you over this section?" Chilong suggested softly.

"No, you can leave after the rain stops..." Jian Junxi took a sip of water from the water bottle, slowly closed the lid and put it back to its original place, and then took out a small folded black umbrella.

Chilong looked at the dense tree tops. Although there were leaves to cover them, the umbrella would not be of much use if it rained heavily, and it was not summer yet.

Then he said worriedly: "The rain is coming fiercely, your umbrella can't hold it, or..."

Jian Junxi stood up, looked up at the dark sky, and interrupted calmly: "There's loud thunder, but little rain, it's all right..."

"Oh..." Chilong knew that she could count on it, so he didn't say anything else.

Looking around to make sure no one was there, he returned to her arm again.

Jian Junxi looked at the red dragon who had turned into a tattoo again, his crystal eyes were a little hard to say.

Every time she makes alms, she will put her hands together. Many donors see the tattoo on her arm and subconsciously conclude that she is a bad person.

Half of them think she is a fake monk who wants to cheat food and drink. Those who have a girl at home think she is trying to cheat money and sex because she has a very good-looking skin.

Those who have children at home feel that she wants to abduct and sell children. One spreads the word, and the situation is worse than her imagination. It is normal not to give any food, and it is not uncommon to say bad words to each other.

Because I often fail to melt into predestined relationship, the time to enter samadhi is getting longer and longer.

Of course, there are still kind-hearted people who are willing to donate some food, but few people are willing to stay her overnight. Even if she asks, she will be rejected for various reasons.

She didn't know how to explain it, and it might be useless to explain it. After all, it is a fact that there are tattoos on her arms, and people's deep-rooted old thoughts cannot be changed by her in a few words.

Of course, she can also find a piece of cloth to wrap the back of her hand.

But she knows better that she is seeking blessings, and she must be what she should be. Those who can welcome blessings must be extremely tolerant and kind-hearted people...

She also expected that this might be the Buddha's punishment for returning halfway last time.

Since it is so difficult to be a mortal, then use the sky as your quilt, the earth as your bed, and your breath as your food.

To feed on aura, one has to start with bigu...

"Bigu", also known as Quegu, Quegu, Juegu, Jueli, Queli, Huanliang, etc., originated from the "not eating five grains" in Fang Xian's family health preservation, that is, not eating whole grains, but using medicine, food, etc. Fill up with other things.