My apprentice is not easy

Chapter 267 The Girl
The monk rushed out with one claw, and was forced to stop in mid-air.

He looked at the girl who was sitting in San Sheng's arms, looking at him timidly, and his breath was condensed.

It took a long time to spit out words.

"You... come out!"

The girl shook her head vigorously, expressing her refusal.

The monk glared angrily, intending to attack, but afraid of hurting someone.

For a while, neither advancing nor retreating.

Seeing this, the young girl tightened her arms holding Sansheng again.

Not for anything else.

Here, the monk has scruples and will not continue to shoot, and she doesn't have to be frightened and dodge.

Seeing her like this, the monk was even angrier, snorted coldly, and sat cross-legged on the ground.

"I'll see how long you can hide!"

With this gesture, the frightened girl shrank her neck again.

She didn't move, and neither did the monk.

For a while, they fell into a stalemate.

The girl gradually relaxed a little, and withdrew her attention from the monk.

Then, I felt the breath that was close at hand.

warm.

Through the clothes and cotton clothes, there is also temperature, which spreads to the body.

A red cloud suddenly rose on the girl's face, and her whole face seemed familiar.

She lowered her head, wishing she could bury her face where no one else could see her.

But now that she is in someone else's arms, where can she hide?
As a result, the red cloud became even worse, and shame flowed in a pair of colored contact lenses.

But even so, the girl still hugged Sansheng's neck tightly, not daring to let go of her arms.

The monk's eyes flickered with coldness.

He couldn't help but yelled.

"It's really evil!"

This sound shocked the girl who was immersed in her own world.

She stared at the monk with wide eyes.

With a soft snort, he rested his head on Sansheng's shoulder.

Rubbing lightly, his eyes narrowed involuntarily.

Very warm, very comfortable... love it.

The monk's face remained unchanged, staring at the girl closely, his right hand clenched into a fist.

As long as the girl has a sign of coming out, he will blast this punch.

However, after the girl rubbed past, her narrowed eyes gradually closed.

After a while, he breathed calmly and fell asleep.

Monk: "..."

Not angry not angry.

It is impossible to get angry with evil spirits.

The monk thought about it.

The breath of the previous demon has been cut off at this point.

Then there are two possibilities, one is that he is still in this temple, and the other is that he has left this place long ago.

For the former, he is watching here, and once he notices that the monster is moving, he can immediately take action.

The latter... If you chase after him at this time, you will probably be unable to catch up.

Of course there is one more point.

If he left at this time, this little monk might have to let this girl be eaten up by evil spirits.

The monk sighed softly, and chose to sit and wait.

So time rolled around, and time flew by overnight.

The sun rises, and the chill gradually fades away.

When Sansheng was sober, he realized that there was something wrong.

Open your eyes and look forward.

Then he met a pair of staring monks.

It's really wrong to salute and say hello intentionally, but feel that it's in your arms.

Turn around and look.

The girl's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and her breathing was shallow. She seemed to have dreamed of something interesting, with a smile on her lips.

Of course, the most important point is:
The girl was sitting in his arms, leaning on his shoulder.

San Sheng raised his brows and eyes lightly, his smile didn't fade, and he turned back to look at the monk.

"Master, good morning!"

There seemed to be surprise in the monk's expression.

Zhangkou asked.

"You little monk, didn't you fall into a coma after being bewitched by the evil spirits?"

Sansheng is confused.

"Why do you say that?"

The monk was silent for a moment.

"Then what happened to you last night?"

"……last night?"

San Sheng was even more confused.

"It's late at night, shouldn't it be time to rest? The monk is sleeping... practicing!"

Monk: "..."

You mean to say sleep?
Then you slept really well, really enough!
Such a thought flashed past, and then was thrown away by the monk.

His expression became serious, and he pointed at the girl in San Sheng's arms.

"Since you are awake, let go of your hand and let me capture this demon first, and then you and I will talk about other things!"

These words caused San Sheng to turn his eyes away again, and looked at the girl in his arms.

The girl woke up at some point.

Watching the conversation between the two timidly.

As soon as he heard that the topic was about himself, he immediately panicked.

And when Sansheng looked at her.

This sense of panic is directly expressed in the action.

At a loss, he grabbed Sansheng's neck tightly.

But he felt that this move was inappropriate, he lowered his head, and a red cloud rose on his face.

San Sheng looked solemn, with a smile on his face.

He didn't change the folded palms in the first place, but asked.

"Female benefactor, this pillow is pawned by the monk, but is it still in your favor?"

The girl was startled, and buried her head lower.

The meaning of shyness can be seen at a glance.

So Sansheng asked again.

"The sky is getting brighter, and the benefactor has also woken up. Does that mean... it's time to leave the little monk's arms?"

As soon as this remark came out, the girl didn't care to continue to be shy.

Holding his neck tightly, he raised his head and shook it vigorously.

Rejection written all over his face.

San Sheng's expression remained unchanged.

"Why?"

The girl then looked in the direction of the monk, with a look of fear in her eyes.

"I see!"

Sansheng nodded, and turned to the monk again.

He opened his mouth to speak, but was robbed by the monk.

"Little monk, this girl is not a human being, but a demon. Don't be fooled by appearances!"

San Sheng didn't answer this question, but asked him.

"Where did Master come from? Why did you come here?"

The monk frowned, but still answered patiently.

"I chased the monster and broke into this place. Seeing the monster haunting you, I wanted to save you."

After finishing speaking, the monk paused for a moment and snorted coldly.

"You little monk, don't know what's good or bad!"

San Sheng made a dazed attitude, then nodded slightly at the monk.

"In this way, the little monk will first thank Master for the kindness of worrying."

Then the words changed.

"However, Master said that Yaoxie... I'm afraid it's a bit arbitrary."

"Arbitrary?"

The monk sneered, looking at San Sheng with a little anger.

In vain he stayed here all night, but he didn't want to, but he was a white-eyed wolf!
"In this barren mountain, there is a beautiful woman, her clothes are spotless, and she doesn't see the slightest bit of distress. If she isn't a demon, what else can she be?"

San Sheng smiled and shook his head.

"It's true that it's a demon, but it's wrong to say it's evil."

The monk was taken aback.

Then San Sheng continued.

"Master, please take a closer look."

"There is no blood or filth in this female benefactor's body."

"Even if it's a monster, it's still a monster of Naling, so how can it be called evil?"

The monk followed his gaze.

Indeed, from the very beginning, he did not feel the filthy aura of a demon from this girl.

Determining his identity as a demon is also based on his incompatibility with this place and the fact that the young monk is unconscious.

Looking at it now, the young monk's insomnia was not caused by the young girl.

That's... not right!
Even so, this girl is still a demon!

Sansheng saw what he meant, and softly uttered the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha!"

"Buddha said that all life is equal, and all things have spirits. People have good and evil, demons, and good and evil."

"This master, killing everyone with a stick is not a good idea!"

(End of this chapter)