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

Chapter 337 The Cannon Fodder Flower Demon of the Ascetic Buddha 9

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"Donors must not forget that the spider demon was attracted by the two benefactors."

Chu Wuxu didn't look angry because of Dong Zhiyi's words. He just looked at the two of them calmly with a Buddhist bead in his hand and said:

"Before, under the protection and shock of the Buddha's light, no monster had ever gone up the mountain. Now that the spider monster is being chased here by the two of you, it hid in the mountain in a panic."

"But I, we..."

Dong Zhiyi blushed and hesitated, unable to say anything to explain. It sounded like it was indeed their fault.

Mu Xun's face looked a little solemn, remembering the time when he met the spider demon.

That was the second monster Dong Zhiyi encountered after he ran away from home and caught up with him, saying that he wanted to conquer the monsters together.

At that time, Dong Zhiyi was not used to living in inns in the mountains. He insisted on staying in a good guest room at night. When he was passing through the woods alone, he found a spider demon resting on a tree.

She took the talisman and tried to deal with it, but her skills were too shallow and angered the spider demon. Fortunately, Mu Xun arrived in time.

"Since you have led me all the way, it is up to you to deal with it yourself. If you want to find it, ask other eminent monks in the temple for help."

Chu Wuxu said lightly, then slowly closed his eyes and slowly turned the beads in his hand.

He is not so free, he is so free that he is willing to take care of other people's affairs.

In addition to him, there are also eminent monks and warrior monks in the temple. If the monster really does something harmful to nature, they will naturally not tolerate it.

"In that case...then we won't disturb Buddha, and we'll take our leave."

Mu Xun took the lead in bowing his hands, and Dong Zhiyi followed his lead and bowed as well.

The truth is that his demon subduing technique is too weak, otherwise he could have gotten rid of the monster in Nan County, and there would be no need to chase it all the way to Mount Putuo.

Since it was their negligence that day, let them catch it themselves.

Moreover, there is a gap between their lineage of demon-killing Taoist priests in Shushan and the lineage of Buddhist temples due to different ideas. Bodhi Temple allows them to live temporarily in the temple, which is tolerant of them.

As soon as Yun Wu came over with a porcelain cup in her hand, she met Mu Xun and Dong Zhiyi who had just walked out of Chu Wuxu's Zen room.

It was now night, and Bai Yu and Ye Yu went back to the front room. Yun Wu, a demon, was inevitably a little nervous when facing the demon-killing Taoist priest.

"Taoist Master Mu, Miss Dong..."

She lowered her eyes and leaned forward slightly to say, her face under the moonlight was very charming and beautiful.

Mu Xun was distracted for a moment, but soon came to his senses and raised his hand to return the salute.

"Miss Yun."

Yun Wu was afraid that they would discover her identity if she stayed in front of them for a long time, so she immediately walked to Chu Wuxu's Zen room with a porcelain lamp.

Mu Xun frowned slightly as he watched Yun Wu's leaving figure, not knowing what he was thinking.

Dong Zhiyi jumped up angrily and hit him on the head, folded his arms and said:

"You still look at me after everyone is gone. Isn't it enough to look at me every day?"

"Don't mess around."

Mu Xun frowned, made a fist and coughed twice, but still looked away unnaturally, and explained:

"When I looked at Miss Yun, I remembered what Ye Yu said today. She has a pitiful background. It's just that a woman living next to Wu Xu Buddha is inevitably not good..."

"Buddhists don't have any objections, why do you care so much? Humph."

Dong Zhiyi hummed twice, with a bit of arrogance in his eyes, and then guessed and said:

"But Fu Zi does treat her differently than others. Could it be that she is Wu Xu Fo Zi's old friend?"

Dong Zhiyi touched his chin and said. Just when he was about to ask Mu Xun what he thought, he turned around and saw that he had walked a long way away.

"Axun, wait for me!"

Dong Zhiyi quickly hugged his heavy sword and followed him.

And here in Chu Wuxu's Zen room, Yun Wu was walking in holding a porcelain cup.

Chu Wuxu was sitting on the soft couch in front of the desk, picking up a pen and copying books. He smelled the faint fragrance of lotus and then raised his head.

"I brewed lotus water, and Buddha drank some to refresh himself..."

Yun Wu said, holding the porcelain cup in her hands diligently and walked over, sat down on the soft couch, and opened the lid of the small teacup.

Inside was lukewarm water with just the right temperature, with a complete lotus petal floating on it.

Yun Wu didn't pick at Sosou this time, but she took out a whole lotus petal.

In this way, she could get some comfort in her heart. She hoped that when Chu Wuxu knew the truth in the future, he would not be too angry for the sake of soaking the lotus petals in her body for him to drink.

"Thank you."

Chu Wuxu said, then raised his hand to hold the tea cup, his eyes paused on the petals for a moment, and then he opened his thin lips and took a sip.

The stronger fragrance lingered between his lips and teeth, his eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but take a few more sips.

Yun Wu curiously looked at the half piece of rice paper that Chu Wuxu had copied. The words written on it looked very neat, but...

She was not very illiterate. She only occasionally listened to the monks reciting scriptures in the temple and could recognize a few big characters.

Yun Wu pointed her finger at a certain column of words on the rice paper and murmured:

"I owe something..."

"I want to cross over to the Buddha."

Chu Wuxu said, he raised his hand and placed it on the rice paper. His broad hand was in sharp contrast with Yun Wu's white and petite hand.

"The word is pronounced 'desire', not debt."

"I understand, I understand..."

Yun Wu nodded, and when she retracted her hand, she accidentally touched Chu Wuxu's finger.

She didn't notice it, but Chu Wuxu paused for a moment before slowly retracting his hand.

"It's night, go back and rest."

"No, no, can I stay here and watch you copy scriptures? I can grind your ink and serve you tea."

Yun Wu said while lying on the edge of the table. She hugged the legs of the table and refused to let go, as if she would not leave if he didn't agree.

Chu Wuxu didn't say anything to stop him, he just picked up his pen and continued to copy the scriptures quietly.

The cicadas chirped outside the window as Chu Wuxu finished copying today's scriptures.

Turning around, he saw that the little lotus demon who originally wanted to help him grind ink had fallen asleep on the desk.

She was still holding the inkstone in her hand, and a little ink stained her fair cheek. She was breathing steadily and looked like she was sleeping soundly.

so cute.

Chu Wuxu put down the brush and first moved the inkstone in Yun Wu's hand to one side to avoid soiling her clothes.

He took out the brocade handkerchief he carried with him from his sleeves, and was about to use the handkerchief to wipe the ink on her cheek.

A sudden meal.

Chu Wuxu felt that he was a member of the Buddhist sect and should not be like this... But since she appeared, he had broken many exceptions.

"Forget it..."

He murmured to himself, then took the handkerchief and gently wiped the ink from her face.

However, looking at her pink lips, she was so close that the fragrance of lotus flowers on her body filled his breath...

Chu Wuxu's eyes were lowered and dark, but the small drop of ink was quickly wiped away, but he still did not take back his hand.

I don't know why I thought of last night's dream, and suddenly I had more thoughts in my heart.

I want to fall into the world of mortals and hold her in my arms directly, making her cry until she cries like she did in the dream. It is best to use a forged iron chain, so that she cannot escape——

Chu Wuxu's sinister thoughts came to an abrupt end. He clenched the handkerchief and pursed his thin lips.

"Shouldn't, shouldn't..."

Suddenly, he was approaching unexpectedly. The Buddha with a cinnabar mole on his eyebrows moved closer to the sleeping face of the little lotus demon.

Those pink lips were close at hand, his eyes were cold and deep, and his broad palms were already clenched.

At this moment, the little lotus demon who was sleeping soundly suddenly opened his eyes slowly.

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