Quick Travel: Cannon fodder, she always encounters yandere and paranoid people

Chapter 344 The Cannon Fodder Flower Demon of the Ascetic Buddha 16

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The next day Yun Wu did not see Lord Tao and Tao Wanqing and his daughter in the temple. The monk said that they were sent back to the imperial city overnight by Chu Wuxu's people.

When we left, I heard that Mr. Tao was beaten so badly that his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

Yun Wu didn't bother to pay attention to other people's affairs, and she forgot about them as soon as she left. The important thing today was that her second plan was about to be implemented.

The last time she had a chance to plan a seduction plan, she and Xiao Lingzhi summed up two reasons.

One is because it is not clear enough to reason and emotion, and the other is because the timing is not grasped.

This time Xiaolingzhi sent her a "battle" again. If she doesn't succeed tonight, she will be successful.

During the day, he still followed Chu Wuxu to eat vegetarian food, and then came back to practice calligraphy and chant sutras.

After dinner in the evening, Chu Wuxu and I went to the Buddhist hall to meditate.

As the night grew dark, Bai Yu and Ye Yu also went to the front yard and the wing. They were not in the courtyard, so the huge courtyard became quiet.

In the small Buddhist hall, Chu Wuxu sat cross-legged on the futon with a pious look on his face. Yun Wu knelt on the futon behind her and raised her hands in the air, bowing very solemnly several times.

The Buddha is so merciful that he would never bear to see such a beautiful and kind-hearted little lotus being killed by a Taoist priest in the future.

The sky is full of energy, the earth is full of energy, the little lotus will appear tonight, please bless her to become a mortal successfully...

"Um... Lord Buddha, I'm going to take a bath and rest first."

Yun Wu found an excuse to say to Chu Wuxu. Chu Wuxu closed his eyes tightly and nodded slightly.

She stood up from the futon very quickly and left with brisk steps.

After Yun Wu left, Chu Wuxu slowly opened his eyes.

He had been distracted by this little lotus demon recently. She just said she wanted to take a bath, which disrupted his thoughts.

Chu Wuxu sighed, then twisted the beads and started chanting again.

It was dark at night, and Chu Wuxu returned to his Zen room, opened the door and entered the dark room.

It was only when one foot stepped into the threshold that he noticed something.

His Zen room is filled with the faint fragrance of lotus...

Chu Wuxu's footsteps stopped. The dark room and the moonlight coming in from the window made his figure slender.

But he didn't make a sound, he just walked towards the bed slowly and raised his hand to light a candle beside the bed.

Chu Wuxu lowered his eyes and looked at a small hillock that was clearly protruding from the bed, feeling a little confused about whether to laugh or cry.

But he still reached out his hand and lifted the quilt. Lying inside was indeed the courageous little lotus demon.

She was wearing a lotus pink dress as thin as cicada wings, her black hair was messy, and her unpainted facial features were naturally charming.

"Buddha..."

Yun Wu's voice sounded a little sleepy and sticky as if she had just woken up.

"Why did you come just now..."

After bathing, she sneaked into the meditation room and lay in bed for a long time, until she fell asleep.

Chu Wuxu's figure was slightly stiff, and then he moved his eyes away and looked straight ahead.

"The Zen room you live in is next door..."

Before he could finish speaking, a pair of soft lotus-rooted arms suddenly stretched out and wrapped around his neck.

Chu Wuxu did not put up any defense or resist, and was easily pulled down by Yun Wu.

"Can't I stay here?"

Yun Wu wrapped her two fair arms around Chu Wuxu's neck and asked.

Chu Wuxu used his arms to support himself and opened a small distance between him and Yun Wu. The little demon's soft and beautiful face was very close at hand.

His hand tightened a little, and the beads in his hand moved a little.

Yun Wu's expression was still very young. She slowly retracted her arm, then stood up and pressed a kiss on his thin lips.

Then he looked at Chu Wuxu with his cunning and smart eyes. His ear clips were red and his expression was a little startled.

she kissed...

Chu Wuxu squeezed his hands tightly and pressed the beads tightly on his palms, but he still averted his eyes and straightened his back and stood up.

"If you are sleepy, go to bed. I... will go to the Buddhist hall first."

After saying that, he raised his hand to cover Yun Wu with the quilt, then turned around and left the meditation room with the prayer beads.

How could Yun Wu just give up?Her pretty face showed determination to win.

If she still fails today, she will be really angry...she will——

Tomorrow, she will soak her body petals in water to apologize to Master Fozi, hoping that he can take her in for a while longer.

The small Buddhist hall in the courtyard deep inside the temple is brightly lit and has a faint smell of incense.

Chu Wuxu was sitting cross-legged on the futon, his eyes closed and his mouth reciting Buddhist scriptures plausibly.

Just now, he was almost, just a moment away from being completely helpless.

Put your hands in front of you in the Amitabha seal, and meditate with a pious expression.

"Amitabha……"

Chu Wuxu wanted to unite his mind, but when he closed his eyes, all the images that came to his mind were of the little lotus demon.

He became a Buddhist monk because of his lack of ties. The successive deaths of his parents made him feel that no one in the world would always be by his side.

Therefore, he was willing to give up his seven emotions and six desires and concentrate on practicing Buddhism.

But the appearance of the little lotus demon made him vaguely have extra emotions in his heart. He indulged in joy, but he had to hold the prayer beads and keep telling himself that he could not look back.

At this moment, there was some noise outside the door, and then someone heard the door of the Buddhist hall being pushed open.

Chu Wuxu seemed not to have heard anything, sitting cross-legged on the futon with his eyes still closed.

The familiar fragrance of the lotus was getting closer, and soon Chu Wuxu felt soft arms pressing against his back.

The slightly cold fingertips climbed up the back to the shoulders and neck.

"Buddha, take a look at me quickly..."

Yun Wu leaned on Chu Wuxu's shoulder and muttered, her weak and boneless body still carrying a delicate fragrance.

Chu Wuxu slowly opened his eyes, but did not turn his head to look at her.

Yun Wu then walked around Chu Wuxu from behind, and now he could see her even if he looked straight ahead.

From the corner of his eye, he saw that the little lotus demon was not wearing a coat, but was wearing a thin tulle dress with a graceful figure.

Seeing that Chu Wuxu had no reaction, she immediately put one of her legs on his lap openly.

"Put it down."

"But I'm cold..."

Yun Wu's voice was soft and a little aggrieved. Chu Wuxu's expression paused, but he finally didn't push her away himself.

She boldly raised her hands to wrap around his neck, and then she was about to come over for a kiss, but he subconsciously avoided her.

"If Lord Buddha keeps hiding, I will never talk to you again. Not only that, I will leave. In short, I will never see you again..."

Chu Wuxu paused, suddenly feeling like something was stuck in his throat and he didn't know what to say.

A gust of cool wind blew by, and Chu Wuxu stopped twisting the beads.

He seemed to see through his heart, his eyes were deep, and he said hoarsely:

"Okay, I won't hide."

"I knew you would be reluctant to let me leave."

Yun Wu's soft voice was beside her, and she slowly approached Chu Wuxu.

She was the one who took the initiative, but at the moment when she was about to stick to it.

The cold Buddha suddenly turned his back on his guests, raised his hand to grab her arm, and pressed the back of her head with his other hand...

Her dress was thin and the evening breeze was slightly cool, but Chu Wuxu's palms were warm.

Yun Wu was so dizzy that she was picked up from the futon before she could react.

The night was quiet, a weak candlelight flickered in the Buddha's Zen room, and the little lotus demon's cheeks turned red.

She vaguely heard Chu Wuxu constantly asking in her ear:

"I'm tied up, it's you..."

"You won't leave me, right..."

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