Quick wear: the heroine was robbed by the sick villain

Chapter 676 Holding her up in front of the Buddha to make offerings (16)

Ruan Mian covered her forehead and muttered, "It's really domineering."

The man wanted to say something, but suddenly, his brows became indifferent, but not to her.

Ruan Mian also suppressed her smile and frowned: "Master, what's wrong?"

Seeing that she was frightened, the man calmed down and raised his hand: "Come."

Ruan Mian obediently put her catkin in his big palm, and was pulled into his arms by him. There was a sudden change in front of her eyes. They left the wooden house, or the whole lotus pond.

He hugged her and stood in the air, his eyes downcast slightly, his indifferent eyes fell on an old monk in red cassock below, "What are you here for?"

The old monk seemed to be older, but he respectfully bowed to the man in monk clothes with his palms together: "I have met Master Zhanji's uncle."

Ruan Mian: "???"

Master Uncle?
Is it because her family's "hero" is too senior?Or is the seniority of the old monk below too low?
However, Zhan Ji?
Ruan Mian was stunned and realized, this is his dharma name?
Uh, she didn't know the name of her new boyfriend until now?
Ah this...

Ruan Mian silently covered her face, deeply ashamed of her own insensitivity.

Well, it's dull, not stupid!

It is normal for the little rabbit to lose his mind after showing his original shape.

The man...Zhan Ji raised his eyebrows, and glanced at the girl in his arms with unclear eyes.

Ruan Mian buried her face in his chest guiltily.

Although she didn't know what she was guilty of?

Zhan Ji pinched her soft little ears, and settled accounts with her when she went back.

He looked at the old monk with an indifferent expression: "I have something to say."

The old monk was about to say something, but when he looked up, he saw his Buddhist master uncle hugging a charming girl?
Buddhist holy land, what kind of lewd, promiscuous, unbearable picture is this?

Old monk: "!!!"

Out of the corner of Ruan Mian's eyes, she saw the old monk's broken-hearted Yazi, and couldn't help swallowing, fearing that he would invite the Buddha to clean up the house in the next second.

What's more, they went to Lingshan Temple to steal treasures before.

Ah... Could it be that today is the day to settle the ledger?

She clenched the man's sleeves uneasily, hiding her petite body in his arms.

Zhan Ji caressed the girl's hair lightly, her tone became cold: "If you have nothing to do, get out."

Old monk: "..."

"Amitabha, master uncle, who is she?"

"What's with you?"

"Although she is a monster, she is also a woman. My uncle is a monk, how can..."

Zhan Ji's whole body was so cold that the old monk's face turned pale, "What about me, when will it be your turn to take care of me?"

"Master Uncle..."

"You want me to return to vulgarity immediately?"

The old monk's face changed, "Uncle Master, please think twice."

Zhan Ji was already impatient, and was about to leave with the girl in his arms, and the old monk couldn't care less about the promiscuous behavior of this senior master and uncle with the girl as a monk.

"Master and uncle, please stop. The disciple came to look for you today because of the secret sect."

Zhan Ji didn't care, but Ruan Mian did.

She gently tugged on the man's sleeve, and looked at him expectantly with her clear almond eyes.

Zhan Ji looked down at her, and said coldly to the old monk: "Say!"

The old monk was a little relieved when he saw that the old ancestor threw up his sleeves and left impatiently, and was willing to listen to him.

"Master Uncle, some of my disciples judged from the astrology that the tantric sect has undergone changes, and the world will be in chaos."

Zhan Ji looked indifferent: "So?"

The old monk choked, but when he thought that he couldn't see the old ancestor with the standard of an ordinary monk, he sighed deeply in his heart, and could only continue to say: "The chaos in the world is a disaster for all living beings, and I'm afraid it will be a disaster for all living beings!"

Zhan Ji said in a low voice, "Is this the first time the world is in chaos?"

Old monk: "..."

Ruan Mian: "..."

She buried her little head in his chest, and smiled: I've been chatted to death today.

The corner of the old monk's mouth twitched, "Master and Uncle's Buddhism is profound, which is incomparable to the disciples. Presumably, he should have figured out that there may be a resurrection of the world-destroying demon in this chaos, right?"

Zhan Ji still said indifferently: "So what?"

The old monk's right eyelid twitched, and he took a deep breath: "Uncle Master, I am Buddha merciful, we monks really shouldn't get involved in worldly battles, but we also shouldn't watch the world be destroyed by the devil."

Zhan Ji said impatiently: "Then you go to the devil, it's your business to seal and destroy it."

The straightforward translation is: what do you love, what do I do?

The poor old monk has practiced Buddhism for many years, and his gentle temperament will be forced to swear by this old ancestor.

If they have that ability, do they need to beg him now like a grandson?
"Uncle Master, this disciple wants to ask you to come out of the mountain..."

"Is Lingshan Temple about to be destroyed?"

"..."

"Wait until Lingshan Temple is about to be destroyed."

"..."

Ruan Mian looked at the old monk with a liver-colored face, and silently lit a white candle of sympathy for him in his heart.

At the same time, she understood how good the bad monk was to her.

The badness she felt was nothing compared to the old monk in front of her.

It really doesn't hurt if there is no comparison, oh, it's the old monk who hurts.

But the birth of the big devil that the old monk said refers to the real master of the original body?The founder of Tantra?
Ruan Mian frowned, suddenly understood.

It's no wonder that in the script, Tantric sect turned the world upside down, and Lingshan Temple dispatched a male protagonist.

She thought it was because of Buddhism.

But it turned out that they were focusing on finding and dealing with the big devil.

Ruan Mian raised her eyes to look at the man who was holding her, feeling a little disobedient in her heart.

It seems that his "male protagonist" has a much higher status than described in the script.

It's a pity that it's a vague script, so many things about the hero have to be guessed by myself.

Ruan Mian asked the system again: What do you think?
The system still uses the same set of words: I don't know here, dear, please judge for yourself.

Ruan Mian: "..."

I have never seen such a useless system.

By the way, can I change it?
Forget it, get used to it.

Sensing her gaze, Zhan Ji picked up a strand of her hair to play with, and asked her warmly, "Want to play outside?"

Ruan Mian: "Ah, this..."

Zhan Ji: "Okay, then go out and have a look."

Ruan Mian: Boss, I haven't said anything yet.

The man brushed her eyebrows with his long fingers, with a half-smile: "Don't you know what you think is always written on your face?"

Ruan Mian was startled: "Is there? Is there?"

Does she look like the kind of silly white sweet who has no scheming?

Zhan Ji pondered for a while, rubbing her little head, "It's a good thing to trust the master, be good, keep it up."

The girl patted the devil's claw and snorted, "I knew you were teasing me again."

Zhanji's thin lips curled up slightly, comfortingly smoothing the little rabbit's fur.

The old monk watching from below: "..."

(End of this chapter)