I am a heartthrob [Quick Transmigration]

The little monk's gaze was calm, and slowly fell on Yin Chengjue.

Then, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing a smile, like dewdrops dripping on lotus leaves, with vigor, "It turns out that the Bodhi seed has found you."

There was a trace of innocence in his voice, and when he saw a complete stranger at this time, he was not afraid, but smiled sincerely.

Seeing the little monk's sincere smile, Yin Chengjue couldn't help but smile.

Immediately afterwards, the little monk spread out his palms, and the things in his hands were clearly placed in front of his eyes.

I don't know what happened, but the light in his palm gradually penetrated through the barrier of the purse, and the golden light inside became more and more dazzling.

The golden light was very dazzling, but after it shone, it quickly disappeared.

At the same time, Yin Chengjue moved his fingers and spread his palms in doubt.

——The bodhi seed that should have been in the little monk's place appeared in his hand, emitting a bright light.

"All sentient beings regard Bodhi as trouble, and Bodhi regards trouble as Bodhi." The little monk walked up to him, clasped his hands together, smiled, and said, "It's been a long time since a Bodhi tree has been planted here, and now we have a chance to reappear the old style .”

"This little master, let me plant these seeds?" Yin Chengjue looked at the things in his hands, and there was a trace of curiosity in his eyes.

He could feel the temperature emanating from above, just like the warm sun with its magical power of warming people's hearts.

Plant it, what will happen?

The little monk seemed to know his answer, his eyes were full of smiles, and then he gave up his position so that he could come to the bamboo forest here.

Yin Chengjue followed his steps and came to the place where the little master was just now.

The refurbished soil can still be seen on it, with a hint of freshness of grass.

"The bamboos here have been lonely for a long time, but now they can have company. Are you right, Zizhu?"

There was a "rustling" sound from the bamboo forest, as if echoing his words.

I don't know if it is the sound caused by the wind blowing, or if the bamboo has a spirit.

He took a small shovel to Yin Chengjue and said, "If you are sincere, the bodhi seeds will grow up if you plant them."

His words were full of confidence in Yin Chengjue, as if there was nothing he couldn't do in this world, as long as he was willing, anything could be done successfully.

Yin Chengjue also smiled, his eyelids trembled slightly, and his eyelashes drooped long, as if shy.

He picked up the shovel that his little master had given him, and started digging the ground. He dug a small hole in the ground, put a seed in it, and then covered it with the soil.

In order not to plant it tightly, Yin Chengjue took a shovel and pressed it again to confirm that the thing had been planted before stopping his movements.

The moment the bodhi seeds were put in, the golden light appeared faintly, and then melted into the soil bit by bit, becoming one with them.

Yin Chengjue watched as it germinated quickly, then grew taller, slowly grew upwards, and gradually became larger, and it became several sizes larger in an instant.

He pulled the little monk back a few steps to prevent the people present from hindering the growth of the bodhi tree, but when he took the little master's hand, he was stunned for a moment.

It was clearly not a child's hand.

The hand he was holding had a thick callus, which was obviously the trace of growth left over from copying Buddhist scriptures all the year round. If it was an ordinary child, even if he practiced calligraphy for many years, he would not form such a thick callus so quickly. Cocoon.

Yin Chengjue couldn't help letting go of his hand, and looked to the side.

Now that I saw it, I was even more stunned.

The little master who was standing next to him stretched little by little, and gradually grew up, actually growing with the growth of the bodhi tree.

When the bodhi tree didn't grow any longer and turned into a towering tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, the person beside Yin Chengjue also stopped growing.

At this time, the little master has become a year-old and wise old monk.

When he spoke, his voice was no longer ignorant of the world like before, but very sonorous and powerful, he said: "Amitabha, Zizhu is also accompanied by Bodhi."

The bodhi seeds that were just planted have now grown into towering trees. Yin Chengjue's thoughts moved slightly, and his thoughts had just sprouted. They jumped out and fell to the ground one by one.

Planted itself.

In front of him is a rare scene.

The golden light shrouded the bamboo forest, jumped to the gaps one by one, then slowly took root and sprouted, and then grew rapidly, occupying every vacant corner of the bamboo forest in an instant.

"The benefactor is indeed a predestined person. As soon as you come, all the Bodhi seeds here will sprout."

He saw that the bamboo forest here was almost surrounded by linden trees, and he couldn't help showing a gratified smile on his face.

The old monk said to Yin Chengjue: "Every seed of the Bodhi tree comes from a beautiful blessing. When the tree finally grows, people will also get his happiness."

"Blessings..." In a flash of inspiration, he seemed to remember something, but his memory was really vague, and he could only vaguely remember some things, and the most important thing in it was the word "blessing".

He seemed to understand why he would come here.

Although he hasn't recovered his memory yet, he has got something more precious than memories.

That is good wishes.

Yin Chengjue bowed to the old monk, and expressed his gratitude solemnly: "Thank you, master, for your reminder."

The old monk hurriedly avoided his big gift and said: "Yin Daojun doesn't need to be so polite, I should thank you for bringing these blessings here."

Yin Daojun?

Another familiar name.

Each of them seems to call themselves that.

"You seem to recognize me?" Yin Chengjue asked.

The old monk smiled: "I'm afraid there is no one in the world who doesn't recognize you."

He looked at the bodhi tree and said with a sigh: "The foundation was established at the age of 13, the golden core was formed at the age of 20, and the Nascent Soul was formed at the age of [-]. It is an invincible opponent..."

——Lang Yan is unique and unique in the world.

It is the most appropriate evaluation of him.

The two of them chatted for a long time under the bodhi tree, until the temple bell on the other side of the bell tower was rang suddenly, and Yin Chengjue suddenly realized that it was already sunset.

"It turns out it's already so late, so I won't bother Grandmaster anymore, and I'll take my leave."

After Yin Chengjue bid farewell to the master, he went in the same direction he came from.

He had just walked a few steps, when he heard the wise old man say behind him: "If there is anything I can do to help you, just ask, I will do my best to help you."

He paused for a moment, then said with a gentle smile: "If there is that day, I will definitely come to bother you next time."

After Yin Chengjue left, the old monk was still standing in the bamboo forest.

Looking at the lush bamboo, he said with emotion: "Zizhu, your wish should come true..."

The bamboo forest rustled again, and after a burst of purple light, a young woman in Tsing Yi appeared.

Her eyes followed Yin Chengjue who had already left, and then she looked away reluctantly, and sighed softly: "Zizhu has no regrets to see Daojun again."

Zizhu raised her head to look at the sky, her long hair poured down, revealing a delicate side face, she bent her eyes contentedly, and smiled peacefully: "As long as Daojun can get happiness, it will be Zizhu's greatest happiness in this life."

Fu Zizhu is a small bamboo that grows between the heaven and the earth. She was lucky enough to get a drop of rain after the calamity thundercloud when others advanced to the calamity.

The spirit bamboo has been cultivated into essence, and it has life since then.

She has always wanted to repay her benefactor, if it wasn't for the drop of rain during his thunder disaster, Zizhu would still be that bamboo without spiritual consciousness.

Now she sees him.

Although this benefactor no longer recognizes him, Fu Zizhu feels that she is already very satisfied.

She hoped that Yin Daojun could be happy.

This is a small wish of a spirit bamboo.

When Yin Chengjue left, there was another wind blowing around.

He thought that it was because of this gust of wind that he came here before, so Yin Chengjue said to the empty street, "You followed me again."

This is not a question, but a statement.

He had already guessed that the gust of wind following him now was the same wind as the one he encountered before.

Silence, silence.

And after the silence, the wind rose again.

A black figure gradually took shape and appeared in front of him.

Yin Chengjue's guess is correct, this person is Ao Xi again.

He looked at the person in front of him and said with a slight smile, "Excuse me, what's the reason this time?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the man approaching him quickly, leading Yin Chengjue into an empty alley.

When Yin Chengjue's body was about to hit the solid wall, he carefully protected him.

They are very close.

Ao Yan hugged him tightly, and the scorching temperature came, he lowered his head, leaned in front of Yin Yin, and stared straight into his eyes.

Now, there is his reflection in the clear and clean eyes.

Even if there is only one breath, he is willing to exchange everything.

Ao Chuan gave a low laugh, and then, gently, tenderly and preciously placed a kiss on his lips.

The gentle touch made his mind shake, and then he saw Yin Chengjue avoiding his contact with a blank face.

Then, a dagger fell on his neck mercilessly.

There is a polite and distant voice next to my ear:

"Friend Daoist, you have to be careful."

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The author has something to say: Died in infancy, the stinky and shameless Ao Xie is here to take advantage of Yin Yin again!

There are still ten days left in QAQ, so it’s a holiday, oh my god