I raised 100 villain brothers

Chapter 179 I Will Really Tempt Humans 7
"Since you are still in the temple now, don't slack off in advance because of the matter of returning to vulgarity. The abbot punished you for a day and a night this time to warn other juniors."

Inside the Zen room.

The little fox's ears trembled, and he said to the system: "This is my chance to love the villain brother!"

There was a sound of leaving footsteps outside the house.

After a while, the young man who was still standing outside the meditation room turned around, pushed open the door, and glanced at the couch.

The little fox pounced on him from the pillow, and before he started acting like a baby, he lifted the back of his neck.

Fan Jing fished it into his arms and walked towards the back door of the Zen courtyard.

Bai Luo, who was driven away by him for the fourth time, "."

After she was put outside the door by the little villain, she turned around and saw that the door was locked, and immediately jumped up the wall, stepping lightly on the green and black tiles with her little paws, and quietly followed the direction he was going.

The old Buddhist hall.

The yellow wall covered with withered vines was mottled, the courtyard door was pushed open, and the accumulated dust floated in the sun.

The young man wore a loose cassock that made his figure thinner and taller. He walked into the Buddhist hall, took the scriptures on the case, walked slowly towards the soft cushion in front of the Buddha statue, and knelt down.

Fan Jing straightened his back, opened his long, lazy eyes, opened the scriptures in his hand, and read two or three lines in a low voice.

The seemingly thoughtful attitude is correct, but the expression is sleepy, and the clear and shallow chanting sound is like a mocking whisper.

Read a few pages.

He looked at the Buddha and suddenly sneered lightly.

The buddhist spirit on the young man's body and the warm Zen spirit accumulated between his brows were almost shattered in an instant, and he narrowed his eyes slightly in the green smoke lingering in front of the Buddha, inexplicably a little more rebellious.

Under the delicate bridge of the nose, a smile appeared on the crimson lips.

Unprovoked demon rule.

"Is he a vixen, or am I a vixen?" The little fox who was watching secretly outside the window couldn't help muttering.

She looked up at the sky, turned around and ran back to the cave.

When returning to the Buddhist hall again.

Twilight has come.

The Qiongling was dim and red, and the inside of the Buddhist hall was also dark. The cold wind blew, making the fox feel chilly.

Seeing that Fan Jing was still kneeling in front of the Buddha, he insisted on getting out of his rebellious personality in a well-behaved way.

Bai Luo lamented that this little villain's immaturity is short, she still cheated all the satisfaction she could cheat as soon as possible!

Jumping down from the window, the light figure came outside the Buddhist hall.

As soon as her little paw stepped into the door, she was shocked by the Buddha statue facing her. There was a buzzing in her head, and her body fell down as if being hit hard, with a stabbing pain in her chest.

Although the Buddha statue in the old Buddhist hall is small and the incense is not strong, if her demon body insists on breaking in, it will still cause harm to the body.

System: "This is an inherent setting of this world, there are currently no props to assist the host."

"." The little fox lay on the ground and took a deep breath.

Thinking of the young man kneeling alone, he loves to talk to himself by himself, and from time to time he makes a childish second, making sure that his calm appearance is already bloody and crying inside.

"If I enter by force, I won't die?"

System: "No, although you are a demon, but the demon power is weak at the moment, and you have no evil thoughts in your heart, the oppression of the Buddha's energy on you is only to keep you in physical pain, and will not hurt your soul."

The little fox squatted at the door thinking for a long time.

Seeing the twilight gradually sinking, she clenched her teeth in the cool wind, lowered her head and rushed into the narrow gap in the door of the Buddhist hall.

The door was knocked open with an abrupt sound in the silence.

Fan Jing turned around.

Seeing that group of petite white shadows pounced towards him, but fell to the ground at a height of half a meter, he let out a soft and pitiful whimper.

Misty mist appeared in its clear eyes, and after a while, it stood up with trembling limbs and walked towards him.

Stretching out its white paws and stepping on the other soft cushion on his right side, its body seemed to be covered with a heavy weight, dragging itself exhaustedly, lying limply on the cushion.

Fan Jing frowned, his heart was inexplicably shackled by a force, and the thing pierced his heart densely like thorns.

He lowered his eyes.

His blank eyes fell on the little white fox, and he saw that it seemed to be trembling faintly lying in a puddle, and he unconsciously suffocated his breathing.

Stretching out the metacarpal bones covered with blue veins, he leaned over uncontrollably, and his jaw fell on the little white fox's head, soothing it that seemed to be sick.

"But what did you bite on the mountain, poisoned?"

"woo"

It struggled to make a sound from its mouth, it was not as soft as usual, it was pitifully dumb.

At this moment, Fanjing couldn't help wishing that it could speak.

He dropped the scripture in the other hand, gently picked it up with both hands, let it lie flat in his arms, put his fingertips together, and rubbed its slightly bulging belly with his fingertips.

Just as he was about to see if his pain would ease, he noticed a piece of grass on his chin, which was full of soft and downy hairs.

He picked up the green grass with his fingertips, moved it to the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly, it was just a common weed in the mountains, and he didn't notice anything unusual after examining it.

suddenly remember the night before
It acted like a baby to please him in order to eat meat. It was young and lazy. It is estimated that before meeting him, the mother fox who gave birth to it had not taught it how to hunt and be wary of people.

So as soon as it gets something to eat from him, it treats him like a female fox, and that's why it loves to get close to him so much?

After the 13-year-old Fan Jing figured it out, although he thought it was ridiculous, he still hugged the little fox tightly with both hands.

Seeing that it stopped whimpering under comfort, and opened its wet eyes to look at him, the inexplicable pain in his heart flooded again.

After thinking for a moment, he immediately got up.

Hold it and go to the old monk who knows medicine in the monastery.

Not long after stepping out of the Buddhist hall, the little white fox in his arms began to scratch and bite, screaming softly as if revived.

Fan Jing stared at it with a little doubt and concern, and he, who seldom talked to his brothers and sisters, opened his thin lips lightly.

"You shouldn't, you want me to go back to the meditation room to accompany you to sleep."

"Pretend to be sick?"

"Bah"

Seeing the little fox's naivety, the boy shook his head, "Forget it, how could a fox as stupid as you be like this?"

After that night, Fan Jing was punished by the abbot for another ten days because he went back to the meditation room without permission on the way.

Every night, the door of the Buddhist hall is open.

Under the clear moonlight.

The little white fox curled up on the soft cushion, and the cold autumn wind blew by. Fortunately, its long hair is still resistant to the cold.

It opened its eyes from time to time in a sleepy state, looking towards the Buddhist hall.

In the Buddhist hall, the little monk always looked back at her at the same time, staring at it with black and white phoenix eyes.

From the surprise when he first encountered it, to now he seems to be gradually getting used to its existence, and the last time he drove it away was before he was punished for the first time.

Thinking over.

The little white fox has completely lived in his meditation room. It looks stupid, but sometimes it is too human.

It makes Fanjing feel that it is not quite like an animal.
Ten days later.

In late autumn night, Fan Jing took off his cassock.

After washing up, as usual, he took a look at the sleeping little white fox, then got on the couch, pulled off the quilt, and closed his eyes to rest.

Candles were extinguished in the meditation room.

The paint is quiet.

When he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard a sweet and soft voice, "When will I be able to transform?"

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