Vicious female supporting role, gender male

After the Sutra of the Living Bodhisattva is finished, there are only a few dozen people left in the lecture hall.

The living Bodhisattva had the same color on his face and entered the inner room as usual.

After a long time, a believer donated a copper coin as incense money in front of the Shakyamuni Buddha statue, and then went to the inner room.

When the believer came out, the dozen or so people present had dispersed.

After about a quarter of an hour, the Living Bodhisattva raised his voice and said, "Two benefactors, come in."

The two entered after hearing the sound, and the Living Bodhisattva asked them to sit down, then got up from the futon, brewed Liu'an melon slices, and placed them on the table in front of them.

The Living Bodhisattva then sat down in front of the two of them and said, "What do you two benefactors want to ask?"

Feng Rugui asked bluntly: "You mentioned earlier that you added magic power to the clean water, but from my point of view, you should be a mortal, so where did you get the magic power from?"

The living Bodhisattva replied: "The poor monk was originally not an ordinary person, but a half-human and half-demon body. My biological mother is a big demon, but because the poor monk exhausted his demon power in 11 years, so that the poor monk now looks like a mortal." No difference."

No wonder he and Jiang Wuqi didn't see the clue, and mistakenly thought that this living Bodhisattva was an ordinary person.

Feng Rugui asked again: "Is your exhaustion of demon power related to your wish fulfillment for believers?"

The Living Bodhisattva nodded and said, "What the benefactor said is true."

Feng Rugui asked three times: "Why do you want to do this?"

The living Bodhisattva recalled: "The poor monk's mother loved the poor monk's father deeply. As a mortal, his father passed away after only fifty years of marriage with his mother. My mother broke into the underworld and made a big fuss, but still failed If she wished to return her father's soul, her mother's spirit became unstable and she went crazy, killing people like hemp, blood flowing like a river, she went crazy for several years, and finally ended her own life one day by taking advantage of the poor monk to go out. life.

"The poor monk hadn't become a monk at that time. He was young and vigorous, and had a bad temper. When he came home, he suddenly saw his mother's body. Without even thinking about it, he went to the underworld just like his mother. After passing the King of Hades, I was taught a lesson. The King of Hades, the poor monk, and the poor monk’s mother committed too many crimes. They have been cast into the endless hell and cannot be reborn. Unless the poor monk accumulates good fruits enough to offset the mother’s sins, the mother can be reincarnated. Reincarnation. In order to save his mother, the poor monk paid homage to the eminent monks of the time as his teacher, intensively studied Buddhism, and hoped to save his mother from suffering as soon as possible, so he taught scriptures here in Chu City. The reason why the poor monk only lectured on the first and fifteenth day of the new year It is because the poor monk must have time to practice in order to increase his demon power. Now the poor monk has exhausted his demon power, and his life is not long..."

He paused for a moment, and worry appeared in his calm expression: "I wonder if the good deeds accumulated by the poor monk in the past 11 years are enough to save my mother from the endless hell?"

Feng Rugui felt a little moved in his heart, but it didn't show on his face, and asked four times: "When you practice, don't you change your original shape?"

The Living Bodhisattva said clearly: "Have you ever looked for the poor monk?"

Seeing Feng Rugui's admission, he said again: "The poor monk will indeed transform into his original form during cultivation."

No wonder he and Jiang Wuqi couldn't find any trace of the Living Bodhisattva.

Feng Rugui immediately asked, "Where did you spend the incense money?"

"The two benefactors suspect that what the poor monk is doing is to make money?" The living bodhisattva took a sip of Lu'an melon slices and said with a smile, "Every first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, the poor monk will start counting the silver after the believers leave. The money I received has been entrusted to the county magistrate to do good deeds, and this lecture hall was also built by the poor monk with his own money, if you don’t believe me, you can ask him.”

While speaking, the living Bodhisattva's complexion had already started to turn blue, barely finished speaking, the Lu'an melon slices in his hand fell to the ground suddenly, and his body was also crooked.

Jiang Wuqi quickly supported the living bodhisattva, and in the blink of an eye, the living bodhisattva transformed from a human body into a dark gray wolf.

The gray wolf's breathing was unstable, the Living Bodhisattva had mentioned before that he still had one month to live, from this point of view, it might not last one month.

The Living Bodhisattva couldn't turn back into a human body, he struggled for a long while, and turned into a half-human, half-wolf monster, and fell asleep again with the snap of his fingers, "You can rest well." Feng said as he said, and stroked the gray wolf's fur.

Seeing this, Jiang Wuqi put the gray wolf on the ground, kissed Feng Rugui's forehead again, and said softly, "Go to the county magistrate to verify the truth of the living Bodhisattva's words, Rugui, you should be careful."

"En." Feng Rugui reached out and hooked Jiang Wuqi's little finger, stuck out the tip of his tongue, licked the scratches on the back of Jiang Wuqi's hand, then let go of the little finger, and instructed, "Wuqi, come back earlier. "

"Pin Dao will definitely come back sooner." Jiang Wuqi wanted to leave again, but Feng Rugui grabbed his sleeves.

He thought that Feng Rugui still had something to tell him, but Feng Rugui counted with his fingers, "When you come back, buy me something to eat, pan-fried shrimp cakes, water-fried buns, small Crispy meat and red bean sticky cake."

Jiang Wuqi was stunned, and answered, before he could get out of the room, he smelled like home and said: "I don't want to eat anymore, it would be better if you come back sooner."

His heart moved, he couldn't help but return to Feng Rugui, and covered his lips.

Feng Rugui obediently let go of his lips and teeth, and let Jiang Wuqi pick at them. After the kiss, he felt that his whole body was tainted with Jiang Wuqi's scent.

After his breathing calmed down, Jiang Wuqi came out of the room.

Feng Rugui went to drink the Lu'an Guapian again, the Lu'an Guapian was already slightly chilled, once it entered his throat, his whole body suddenly became cold.

He put down the Lu'an melon slices, hugged the stove tightly, and sat on a low stool that could be bathed in sunlight, dazed.

I don't know how long it took, suddenly a seductive fragrance wafted in from outside, he got up on the ground to meet him, seeing that it was indeed Jiang Wuqi, he immediately threw himself into Jiang Wuqi's arms.

Jiang Wuqi held the food with both hands in one hand, and covered Feng Rugui's cheek with the other hand, and said distressedly: "Is it cold?"

"Cold." Feng Rugui rubbed Jiang Wuqi's heart, and asked, "How is it?"

Jiang Wuqi replied: "The county magistrate confirmed that in the past 11 years, the living Bodhisattva did hand over a lot of silver taels to the county magistrate. The county magistrate probably used it to build bridges and pave roads, and gave away porridge to save people. As for whether the money is not bad, that is a question." I don’t know. The people in this Bodhisattva city are not rich, so there is not enough tax revenue, but there are relatively smooth bridges and roads. I think the magistrate is not lying.”

"That's good." Feng Rugui looked back at the gray wolf and said worriedly, "I wonder when he will wake up?"

Jiang Wuqi persuaded: "It's useless to worry, why don't you hurry up and eat."

"Okay." Feng Rugui got out of Jiang Wuqi's arms, grabbed the food from Jiang Wuqi's hand, jumped to the table, put the food down, and took out a fried bun from it.

Jiang Wuqi walked up to the gray wolf, and lowered his body to check the condition of the gray wolf. The gray wolf's breath was weak, but fortunately there was no sign of dying. It should have a few more days to live, but the gray wolf was still half human, half half. The appearance of the wolf has to be worrying.

After Feng Rugui ate the water-fried buns and a pan-fried shrimp cake, he beckoned to Jiang Wuqi, and opened his lips and said, "Wuqi, come here."

As soon as Jiang Wuqi came in front of Feng Rugui, he saw Feng Rugui stand up quickly, tiptoe, and bit a piece of red bean sticky cake with his teeth, and pressed it to his lips.

Jiang Wuqi didn't like sweets, but he still opened his mouth to put that piece of red bean sticky cake in, and at the same time, Feng Rugui's soft tongue came in.

The two of them ate the sticky red bean cake and kissed at the same time, after a while, the sticky red bean cake fell into the stomachs of the two respectively, and there was no barrier between their lips and tongue.

From Feng Rugui's mouth, Jiang Wuqi tasted the taste of water fried buns, fried shrimp cakes and red bean sticky cakes, each of which made him fascinated - in fact, it was Feng Rugui who made him fascinated.

When he was young, Feng Rugui's crooning came to his ears, it was sticky and sweet, just like that red bean sticky cake, which made him want to smell it again and again.

The low hum also entered Feng Rugui's own cochlea, Feng Rugui felt shy immediately, and instinctively wanted to lower his head, but Jiang Wuqi pinched his jaw in order to taste it better.

It wasn't until Feng Rugui couldn't stand it anymore that Jiang Wuqi reluctantly let go of him. He glared at Jiang Wuqi, then fell softly into Jiang Wuqi's arms, and said intermittently: "You...you are so...so warm..."

Jiang Wuqi hugged Feng Rugui a little tighter, and after a while, he heard Feng Rugui say again: "It's much warmer than...that hand stove."

At this moment, Feng Rugui's eyes were full of watery light, and his gaze was shining brightly. When Feng Rugui looked at him like this, Jiang Wuqi suddenly felt that his heart was beating so hard that it was about to burst through his chest.

Feng Rugui managed to catch his breath, dragged Jiang Wuqi to sit in front of the table, and sat on Jiang Wuqi's legs, with his back against Jiang Wuqi's chest and abdomen, keeping warm, and at the same time went to get the little crispy meat eat.

The crispy fried pork is crispy, and when you eat it, the room is full of crispy sounds.

Feng Rugui ate the crispy meat, then grabbed Jiang Wuqi's hand and wrapped it around his waist.

After eating the crispy pork and the remaining pan-fried shrimp cake, he turned around again and fed red bean sticky cake and Jiang Wuqi.

The red bean sticky cake tasted from Feng Rugui's fingers is completely different from the red bean sticky cake tasted from Feng Rugui's utterances. Feng Rugui bridal chamber flowers and candles, took this body that seduced him again into his arms, and did not allow others to covet the slightest bit.

Jiang Wuqi bought three pieces of red bean sticky cake in total, and after feeding the third piece of red bean sticky cake to Jiang Wuqi, Feng Rugui grabbed Jiang Wuqi's wrist.

All the red marks on the back of his hand had faded away, but he was very unhappy, he licked the back of his hand and his fingers one by one before he calmed down.

Jiang Wuqi wanted to caress the back of Feng Rugui's neck that was exposed by hanging his head down to lick it, but Feng Rugui refused to let go of his hand, instead he opened his mouth to pick up a piece of flesh from the back of his hand. Rugui stared at him, and said word by word: "I don't allow anyone to leave marks on you, except me."

The last three words were extremely pronounced, which made Jiang Wuqi's mind flash: "Are you jealous?"

Does this count as jealousy?

Feng Rugui laughed, spat out the piece of flesh, and said, "It should be regarded as my desire to monopolize you."

When the words fell, he turned his head to look at the gray wolf, but unexpectedly, the pinna of his ear rubbed against Jiang Wuqi's lips.

Jiang Wuqi subconsciously kissed the pinna of the ear, and Feng Rugui was caught off guard, trembling slightly.

The gray wolf showed no signs of waking up, lying on the ground, its fur darkened, as if it had died.

Feng Rugui was kissed by Jiang Wuqi on the pinna, and slowly relaxed, his face was blushing uncomfortably.

It was noon, and the bright sunlight passed through a bare sycamore tree outside the window and the window hinges, casting mottled spots on the ground. Feng Rugui could touch a little sunlight with his hand, but the sunlight was far from being able to pass through Jiang Wuqi's body. coming temperature.