I've become the male protagonist's plug-in

Chapter 518
"... Take refuge in the Buddha, the two-legged deity. Take refuge in the Dharma, the desiring deity. Take refuge in the Sangha, the deity among all. Take refuge in the Buddha, and you will not fall into hell..."

Before reaching the door, Ah Zhao heard the sound of chanting sutras.

Listen to the voice, it should be a young monk.

Ah Zhao couldn't understand what he was reading. The only thing she could tell was that the monk's voice was very nice.

Like a gentle breeze, soft and elegant; like a Kunshan jade pendant, calm and moving.

He didn't know what scriptures he was reciting, but it seemed to have a strange magic power.Ah Zhao lay on the door and listened, and was suddenly infatuated.

By the time he reacted, he had already passed through the closed door and entered the inner room.

The style of this house and the yard outside is exactly the same.

Very simple and unpretentious.

Except for a bed, a wooden table, two stools, and a green cloth futon on the floor, there is nothing else to do.

At this moment, on the green cloth futon, there is a person kneeling and sitting on it.

That mysterious scripture was recited from his mouth.

Obviously, this is also a monk.

However, he is not an ordinary monk.

If there is something unusual, Azhao would probably say that he is a very good-looking monk.

In fact, she was standing behind the monk and didn't see his face.

But Ah Zhao was determined in his heart, this must be a monk as clear as the bright moon and as leisurely as the breeze.

He didn't seem to notice that there was another person behind him, no, it should be a ghost.

With such an unhurried and pious attitude, he finished reciting the scriptures quietly, then slowly opened his eyes and stood up.

"The benefactor has heard the poor monk recite the scriptures for a long time, and he is a rare person with peace of mind."

He turned his head and met Ah Zhao's eyes.

Both were startled.

What surprised Ah Zhao was that when she heard the monk's voice and saw his back, she knew that this man was a rare romantic figure in the world.

But when she really saw him turn around and meet those gentle eyes that seemed to embrace everything, she felt that her imagination was still lacking.

The monk was surprised that the person who stood behind him and listened to the scriptures for a long time was actually a female benefactor.

He clasped his hands together, and performed a Buddhist etiquette towards Azhao: "Amitabha, the poor monk is clear, and the female benefactor is polite."

It turned out that his name was Zhan Ming.

It suits him very well.

He can see himself?

Ah Zhao was surprised, but when he saw those eyes full of wisdom, he felt that it was normal for him to see himself.

She came back to her senses and imitated his movements and saluted: "Master, you are polite."

Ah Zhao could feel Zhan Ming looking at him softly.

This is not the way a man looks at a woman.

This is the eyes of a monk who sees everything in the world.

He looked at the futon under his feet with such gentle and tolerant eyes.

People, birds, beasts, insects, fish, flowers and trees are no different from him.

"Female benefactor, this is the inner courtyard of Buddhism. You shouldn't come here to avoid collision."

Ah Zhao smiled: "I also think I shouldn't come, but Master, please take a closer look at me."

Hearing this, Zhan Ming took a close look at her, with a look of astonishment between his brows and eyes.

"If the benefactor has any concern, she should go to the place where she is concerned. Why did she come to the poor monk's courtyard?" Zhan Ming asked.

As soon as he said this, Ah Zhao knew that he was no longer alive.

She smiled wryly and sighed: "This is also what I want to ask the master."

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6 more completed.

At that time, I was wondering if this title would be harmonized, and I was a bit nervous, but it was okay.

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