Queen of the Black Phoenix

Chapter 230
The pile of snow-white cloth exudes a sweet and greasy aroma.

Under the sunlight, the white is dazzling.

The little monk looked at the pile of cloth, and then at God Bless.

"What are you doing?" The little monk asked while lying on the edge of the cliff.

Shenyou was also stunned when he saw the little monk on the edge of the cliff.

But the white cloth has been torn off, so it's not right for her to wrap it up now.

"Rest." Shenyou said.

The little monk struggled to climb up and sat with Shenyou.

"Why are you here? My brothers are looking for you, saying they will kill you when they see you."

"Why? I don't know your brother." The little monk said in surprise.

"Probably because you tied a belt for me, my brothers said that men and women can't kiss each other."

Hearing this explanation, the little monk was silent for a while, then nodded.

"Next time I see your brothers, I will apologize to them. You were unconscious last time. I was worried that your belt was too tight, so I untied it for you. Too tight a belt is not good for your health. I remember when you were a child, you still had a little Fat, not such a thin waist."

The little monk looked at Shenyou while talking, and suddenly pointed to her chest and said, "I just said, look, you are also very fat here now."

The cloth on Shenyou's chest was untied. Although the small chest is not big, it is bigger than ordinary boys, and the chest is naturally bulging.

The little monk stretched out his hand and God Bless was furious.

I don't like hearing people say I'm fat.

Neither can monks.

"You are the only one who is fat, and your whole family is fat." Shenyou said angrily.

The little monk shook his head and said: "My brother is quite fat, but my master is very thin. My master is skinny and skinny. He is an ascetic."

Shenyou's attention was diverted by the ascetic monk.

"What does an ascetic mean? A monk who specializes in suffering?"

"Basically, Master believes that pain is born, and experiencing pain is practice." The little monk said.

Suddenly, I saw a little snake slipping into the snow-white cloth pile.

He reached out and picked up the cloth, grabbed the little snake, and threw it down the cliff...

Shenyou looked at the white cloth that the little monk was holding in his hand, and then at Xiaoqing who was flying down...

God bless: ...

"You lost my snake." Shenyou stared at the little monk and said in disbelief.

The little monk grabbed the cloth, not knowing what kind of material the cloth was made of, it was extremely soft.

He didn't know that the snake was blessed by gods, so he thought it was a snake on the roadside, and the benefactor was afraid of these things, so he threw it a little farther away.

"What should I do?"

Shenyou didn't care about the cloth wrapped around his chest, climbed to the edge of the cliff, looked down, Xiaoqing wouldn't be thrown to death, probably not...

But it's so high, Xiaoqing can't find it by herself.

Shenyou felt that he should go down and have a look, since the young monks could climb up from here, so he should be able to go down too.

Seeing that Shenyou also jumped off the cliff and grabbed the vine, the little monk was a little nervous.

He felt that Shenyou was slightly fatter than himself, and the vine would be broken.

He also followed.

When going down, use the piece of cloth to tie Shenyou's hand by the way, and he holds the other end.

But the cloth is so slippery that I can't get a firm grip on it.

The little monk asked depressedly: "What is this for? It's too slippery."

Shenyou rolled his eyes at the monk, not wanting to talk to him.

It was the first time for Shenyou to try such an operation when the two descended from the vine together, and it was very miraculous.

Hanging in mid-air, it feels like I'm about to fly.

"Seventeen, do you think people can fly?"

"No way, you need wings to fly." The little monk replied.

"The dragon can fly, and the dragon has no wings." Shenyou retorted.

"Dragon, I haven't seen a live one, so it's hard to judge."

When the little monk spoke, he looked at Shenyou who was opposite him.

Suddenly he looked at Shenyou in surprise, his eyes widened.

The setting sun fell on Shenyou's body, and the fire on her body was still burning.

But at this moment, the fire is really in the shape of a dragon.

There are even scales, heads, and tails...

"Seventeen, why did you climb Shenxue Palace? Are you here to find me?"

God Bless's voice interrupted his wait and see.

The dragon he saw just now was majestic and majestic, and he couldn't help but want to put his palms together and recite Amitabha Buddha, almost fell to his death...

Fortunately, there was still a piece of cloth wrapped around his hand.

"I'm going to fetch water. I'm going on the way. Mr. Shen Xuegong's teaching is very good. I finished reading the scriptures, so I came here."

Shenyou and the little monk went all the way down.

Her figure was very flexible, and she fell danglingly.

At the bottom, there are dense forests, and there are really two buckets hidden in it.

The wood is old, and it looks like it has been used all year round.

God Bless is sensitive to all kinds of smells.

Following Xiaoqing's smell, he saw Xiaoqing after walking not far away, Shenyou picked it up and looked at it, it was okay, he just fainted from the fall, and there was nothing serious about it.

She doesn't give names to animals lightly, it seems like they become the same kind after they are named.

But at this moment, the little monk saw that Shenyou had found the snake easily, and couldn't help but twitch his brows.

Seeing the little snake that passed out, Shenyou woke up as soon as he touched it, his mung bean eyes actually gave him a wary look, the little monk dared to swear with his hair, he really saw the contempt on the little snake's face look.

He looked at God Bless in disbelief.

"Have you ever seen a dragon?" asked the little monk.

God Bless shook his head, naturally not.

"There is a white lady in my family, which is bigger than the two of us combined, but my husband said that it is not a dragon. It has no horns on its head, but it is fat. I have a horse with horns on its head, but I think it looks like a dragon. It's a rotten bag, always swollen." Shenyou said while gesticulating with his head.

Shenyou's hair is combed with scholarly hair, with a bulge on it.

The little monk couldn't help laughing.

"I heard that dragons can ward off evil spirits, avoid disasters, and pray for blessings. If there is a dragon, I will catch one, put it at home, and raise it." Shenyou said generously.

The little monk was stunned by Shenyou's words. The dragon should be at the same level as his Buddha Lord God. Shenyou actually wanted to raise a dragon...

The little monk fell into deep thought.

If I see a dragon, I put my hands together and worship it devoutly.

When Shenyou saw the dragon, the first thing he wanted to do was take him home and raise him.

I earnestly worship Buddha every day, but God blesses and nourishes Buddha?
The little monk was a little bit unstable for a while, and for the first time in his life, he was a little dizzy.

When I was facing Zen with my master, I didn't feel this kind of ignorance.

But in the bottom of my heart, it seems that a seed has been planted, and that seed is sprouting.

shouting.

Raise the dragon and raise the Buddha.

Don't worship Buddha, let Buddha worship me.

Suddenly, he felt a hand caressing his face.

The little monk was stunned,

He closed his eyes and returned to normal.

"What's wrong with you?" Shenyou asked a little surprised, just now one of the little monk's eyes suddenly turned red, which frightened her.

Nothing, the little monk shook his head.

For just a moment, he felt as if he was possessed by a demon.

Close your eyes and open them again.

In front of him, there is no dragon, no Buddha, only a fat young man with a bulging chest.

There is also a soft cloud-like cloth in the hand.

(End of this chapter)