Female supporting style is wrong

Chapter 557 Misunderstanding Buddha (51)

In the empty and quiet room, the warm sunlight was filtered by the green gauze curtain.

The sandalwood incense was lit in the room for meditation, and a short line of white smoke curled up, gently overflowing into the air.

The host sat opposite Jikong.

Host: "Who is that monster you brought back today?"

The host asked straightforwardly, and Ji Kong answered frankly: "Shen Ge."

The defected disciple of Kunyan Sect, Shen Ge.

The host was silent for a while: "Jikong, you shouldn't have brought her back."

The young man's expression has not changed, his light-colored eyes reveal a calm and indifferent brilliance, his pupils are pale, like clear and pure glass, against the holy lotus seal on his white forehead, the light golden color slowly blooms, and the beauty is graceful. beautiful.

"Since she is innocent, I will bring her back."

Jikong's eyelashes are slightly raised, like the soft wings of a young bird, with a slightly curved arc, curly and slender, with soft and delicate lines, it is a very beautiful shape.

The same is true for people, with beautiful bones and clear appearance, and jade quality is natural.

A delicate buddha lotus.

The host sighed for a long time, "Jikong, you should know what I'm worried about."

Ji Kong was silent.

Naturally, the host is not worried about Jige. Buddhism emphasizes the equality of all beings, and whether it is a human or a demon, it is actually the same in their eyes.

So the host is not afraid of loathing the identity of Jige Yaozu.

He was worried about Jikong.

As a Buddhist disciple who has longed for and hoped for so much, Jikong is the most promising person in Buddhism to become a Buddha. Not to mention Fanyin Temple, even Dajue Temple and Jingchan Buddha Temple have high hopes for him. It's okay baby.

When Jikong was young, the host specially asked an elder of the Astrology Sect to help him and personally made a divination for Jikong.

The hexagram is not good, the star of the red luan is moving, and it is a sign of early death.

Fate strings have always been mysterious and mysterious, and should not be pryed into. The elders of the Astrology Sect tried their best to get only one vague hexagram, and after barely interpreting it, everyone who was qualified to know about it was shocked.

It means that Jikong will fall on a certain woman in the future.

This is too nonsense.

But Buddhism has to guard against it. Fortunately, most of the Buddhist practitioners are male cultivators, and Jikong has very little contact with women. What's more, his nature is indifferent and cold, and he is not keen on human things.

The Buddhist sect simply hid their disciples and seldom showed their faces in front of others. They were very defensive, wishing that even a female mosquito would be swat to death before approaching Jikong.

The Buddhist sect is like a soldier, but their Buddhist disciples are not very strong, and now they even brought back a banshee.

The host was worried, very worried.

"I know that the hosting is for my own good," Ji Kong said lightly, his eyes showing a gleam of coldness, "but I can't be trapped in the illusory prophecy."

The corners of the young man's lips were slightly curved, with the usual gentle arc, he made a smile, but his brows and eyes did not show any joy, it was just a fake gesture to face the world.

"The host doesn't have to worry, I have a sense of proportion."

When Jikong returned to the room, the restriction he set up before leaving had already been touched by others. From the inside out, there was only Jige who pretended to be well-behaved but was not at all.

Jikong looked at the fox who stayed motionless on the bed, and asked softly, "Want to go out?"

The fox pricked up its ears, resting its two fluffy front paws under its chin: "I think so."

"Wait until you get better."

The fox's ears drooped immediately.

Jikong didn't agree, and hugged Jige, who was too lazy to move, on his knees, injected some spiritual energy into her body, and warmed her damaged meridians.

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(End of this chapter)