Quick Transmigration:He's Affected Again

It was a night without the moon.

The wind is still and the water is still. It seems that the sound of fish swimming can't be heard in the lotus pond not far away.

Only from the main hall of Anguo temple, you can hear a few sounds of knocking wooden fish.

Kongming stayed outside the hall for a while and was sleepy. Chen Yan asked him to go to have a rest. Kongming went back. Only Chen Yan, who knelt in front of the Buddha statue and knocked on the wooden fish in front of the Buddha's statue, and the monk who was watching the night today.

There was a faint knock at the door, and the night watchman rubbed his sleepy eyes, yawned and twisted his rich body.

Monks are used to knocking at the door at night. After all, Anguo temple is in the mountains and forests, and there are often some passers-by or farmers who have no place to stay for a night.

Compassion is also the relief of Buddhism.

Therefore, the chubby night watchman opened the door and said softly, "Amitabha, where are you from

Although the temple will take in people who have no residence, before that, we still have to ask the origin of the lodgers.

The monk didn't hear a reply for a long time. When he looked up, he saw the young man smiling at him.

The monk was slightly stunned.

The young man in front of him was dressed in a red shirt and held a red lantern in his hand. The dim and dim candle light was jumping in the lantern. At this time, a cold wind blew and the monks shivered for no reason.

The young man's appearance is like a God, just like a fairy. The white jade face, sharp eyebrows and masculinity have some beauty.

It's just

The monk still thinks it's not right. Why is the man's lips so red? Do men like to paint?

"I've come to work from Kyoto. It's getting late. I can't find a place to stay. I came to Anguo temple. Can you let me stay for one night?" The man slightly drooped his eyes, without any reason to bring out a bit of vulnerability, "it is really a lot of wild animals in the mountains and forests. I'm afraid that these wild animals will eat me, so I have to take this bad strategy to harass your temple."

The monk didn't want to think much about it. He quickly turned his body aside and made a petition with one hand, "don't bother me. Buddhism is merciful. It's proper to accept all living beings. Benefactor doesn't have to worry about it."

The young man smiles, and in an instant, he suddenly appears. He is a God King in heaven, but he looks like a lotus Lang Jun, which is really rare.

Even if the monks have already seen through the wine, they can't help feeling that it's rare among men to be born like this. It must be a rich young man, and ordinary people can't have such bearing.

The monk closed the door slowly after the man stepped in. When the man passed by his side, the monk was caught off guard and smelled a burst of spring flower fragrance.

He didn't think much about it, but the moment he closed the door and turned his head, he froze.

The body couldn't help shaking quickly.

He covered his mouth for fear that his cry would be heard by the man.

Just because.

He found that the man in front had no shadow.

His upright posture was empty on the ground, only the faint shadow of the lantern could be seen. From him, the shadow of the lantern could only be seen as if it was floating by himself, but it was the man who held the lantern in his hand!

He was so stupid that he didn't find out until now.

Ghost It's a ghost

For the first time, he saw a ghost and dared to go to the temple where the incense was flourishing.

No, he's going to tell the abbot.