Chapter 232
Su Jiao took a closer look and saw that it was a bald monk wearing a plain monk's robe. She saw the monk standing in front of the sculpture with his hands hanging quietly on both sides. He had a very slender figure and wide red trousers. It couldn't cover his straight legs. Su Jiao couldn't help but blush slightly when she remembered the feeling of skin touching the monk's body just now when she fell into the water.

The promenade outside the door had already completely disappeared into the water. At this moment, the dirty scarlet water surface was constantly tumbling, and there seemed to be countless tentacles inside, gradually approaching the hut.What's strange is that the tentacles kept hitting the side of the hut as if they had encountered some barrier, but they couldn't get in.

"Thank you just now, brother." Su Jiao said gratefully, she raised her head, and saw that the monk seemed to have taken a calming pill, he was motionless to the statue in front of him, and he didn't respond to his words at all.

Could it be that this monk was also fascinated by this fairy-like statue and moved his heart?She had heard before that there are some sects of Buddhist cultivation in the western lands, they cut off emotions and desires, wiped away black and white worries, self-denial, stand upright, and immediately become a Buddha, they are very different from those who cultivate immortals, who are afraid of contacting ordinary people , afraid of forming karma with mortals, but the monks emphasize on entering the world, they are willing to do good, distinguish between good and evil, punish evil and promote good, and take eliminating demons as their own responsibility.

Seeing that the monk was not moving, Su Jiao also knew enough not to disturb him.

However, Su Jiao didn't want to get out of the stone house covered with red flowers in a hurry. Instead, she found a place to sit down and calm down. The mustache must be dead, but she didn't expect that Li Rong ran away and fell asleep. I have dreamed about the past.

But Su Jiao dreamed of the beautiful woman in the sculpture, and some strange people and places, but in the dream, Su Jiao felt very sad, as uncomfortable as her heart was being hollowed out.

A sound of "bang bang bang" interrupted Su Jiao's strange dream, she woke up in a daze, only to find that his hand was pressing on her heart, no wonder she felt so uncomfortable.

The ground began to shake, what's the matter, Su Jiao just fell asleep, huge cracks appeared on the roof and walls covered with red flowers, and dust and petals kept falling, and the tentacles outside had already stretched out Come in a short distance, from this point of view, this place is probably about to be annihilated by the tentacles.

The monk not far away was still staring blankly at the statue, not knowing what he was dazed about, was he bewildered?Anyway, the monk also saved his life. Chen Yu climbed up with the support of the vine, and patted the ashes on his body.

"Hey, I have to go. If I don't go, I'm dead." Seeing that she didn't respond to the shout, Su Jiao walked around to the monk, and saw that the monk was very fair and tender, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a face like a crown of jade. Very good-looking, even more beautiful than senior brother.His eyes were tightly closed, and each of his long eyelashes was black and beautiful.

It's a pity that such a good-looking monk is actually a monk. I don't know if he is willing to return to vulgarity.

Seeing that the monk hadn't moved for a long time, Su Jiao didn't react at all to the outside world, she might be really bewildered.

Su Jiao picked up a stone next to the sculpture, and when she was about to pat it down vigorously, the monk opened his eyes and looked at him coldly: "What are you going to do?"

"Uh, I think you haven't woken up for a long time. I'm afraid you're in a daze. This brick is very useful." Su Jiao quickly threw the turning head from her hand, touched the back of her head, and said awkwardly, "So you're not in a daze. .”

Su Jiao's standing is wrong, not far away is the gate leading to the palace, could it be that the monk doesn't even want his life?

The monk didn't continue to look at him, he glanced outside the door, and then continued to stare at the sculpture.

(End of this chapter)

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