The spare tire is broken [Quick Transmigration]

A nighthawk's cry pierced the night.

Only then did Cheng Muyun recover from her stupefaction, she lowered her head slowly, and glanced at her disheveled hair and half-opened skirt.

Also, bare feet on the promenade.

He's a ghost, so of course he won't get his feet dirty because he didn't wear shoes, it just feels bad.

Cheng Muyun frowned, folded her clothes and knocked on the door, "My shoes!"

The voice from the ancient well was still calm, without any ups and downs, "It's getting late, the poor monk will return tomorrow."

Cheng Muyun rolled her eyes, thinking that being so arrogant in my territory, she must give this monk some color.He raised his foot to kick the door, but was pushed a few steps away by a soft golden light.

The force came so suddenly that Cheng Muyun didn't notice it for a while, and unexpectedly lost his balance and floated out.

"..."

Cheng Muyun laughed back angrily, and said in a strange way: "When the first ray of sunshine appears tomorrow, if you don't see my shoes, I will strip you naked and hang you in the peach blossom forest for people to admire!"

In the room, there was no other sound, and even the candles were extinguished.

After losing the first battle, Cheng Muyun had no choice but to return to her room angrily.

He was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, still feeling very angry, "Ji Ming, if you don't break the precept, I, Cheng Muyun, will change to practice Li Gui Dao."

The system heard trembling, and asked: "You, you, why are you so angry, you don't really like this monk, right?"

Cheng Muyun sneered and said, "What are you thinking, do you still remember what are the negative attributes of my world? What are your obsessions before you die?"

"Jealousy...and wanting to be liked by everyone?"

"Then I was rejected by someone. It's normal to be angry and not reconciled. Don't think too much, be good." Cheng Muyun doesn't need to sleep, but just closes his eyes to simulate the state of sleep.

The next day, Cheng Muyun got up, opened the closet, and glanced over several robes.

For a long time, he liked white clothes. There was no particular reason, but white clothes were more convenient and quicker to transform into paper.

Except for the red robe last night, it was all white, which seemed to lack a little flavor.He turned around, went to the study, spread out the paper, and wrote.

With just a few strokes, a set of clothes was outlined, which was somewhat similar to the clothes Cheng Muyun wore at the Lushan School back then, but somewhat different.

Cheng Muyun picked up the white paper and blew on it. The white paper rose into the air, and when it fell down, it turned into clothes on her body.

The green shirt and jade crown have a sharper meaning than the white clothes.

Facing the bronze mirror, Cheng Muyun straightened her clothes, pulled her skirts to the tightest, and tightly covered her neck, only her Adam's apple was faintly exposed.

well.

He turned to open the door, and before he took a step, he saw the clogs that were left behind last night neatly placed at the door.

He raised his eyebrows: "System, this Ji Changhuai is rare to provoke my desire to win."

The system finally got a chance to speak, "So were you just trying to please yourself?"

Cheng Muyun: "The job of a ghost is to seduce the body as the lower way, but to seduce the heart is the best way. Jiming is a nostalgic person. I don't believe that he can still stand still after seeing this clothes."

The system trembled, and persuaded: "Calm down, think about your goals, Ji Changhuai is Tang Xi's official partner, this is a sadomasochism novel, the ultimate goal is for the two to go around and get married, you What are you doing to seduce Ji Changhuai? Think about the negative progress bar."

"It is the problem of the negative progress bar. There is a saying that if you can't break it, you can't stand it."

System: "Huh?" It couldn't keep up with Cheng Muyun's strange brain circuit again.

Cheng Muyun had raised a weapon spirit before, who was as stupid as this system, and didn't understand everything.

Perhaps because of some empathy, he was very patient with the system and explained: "Now that Ji Changhuai has become a monk, do you think he will start a relationship with Tang Xi?"

The system said in a daze: "It seems difficult."

"The negative number of the progress bar must be the reason. Ji Changhuai's character design has collapsed. He has changed from a gentle and righteous senior brother of the Lushan School to a monk who sees through the world. If the character design is not corrected, the progress bar will be broken. Don't try to be right."

The system nodded again and again, "It makes sense, what about Tang Xi?"

Cheng Muyun: "Don't worry, I have a very clear mind. My goal is divided into three steps. The first step is to lure Ji Ming to break the precept and return to vulgarity; the second step is to find out how I died. I guess there is something hidden in it, anyway. When the time comes, people and ghosts will go their separate ways, and Ji Ming will be dumped logically, and Tang Xi will go to comfort the injured him and heal him, not bad."

Hearing this, the system hesitated, "But the last healing text... was made like that by you."

Cheng Muyun was silent for a moment, thinking about Tang Xi in his mind.Well, he's a normal person, he doesn't know how to burp or cry.

Although he can't bear hardships and is a little indecisive, he is much more normal than Ruan Mian.

"It's okay, Tang Xi is a normal person. I remember that in the script, he was still a growing protagonist. From being unable to endure hardships at the beginning, he became an independent character later on."

Cheng Muyun threw the clogs into the house and decided to continue with the first step of the plan.

Seducing Ji Ming, apart from starting the plot line, has another benefit.

The Dharma that Jiming is practicing now is extremely pure, if he can be lured, he can double practice a few times, Cheng Muyun reckons that he can leave this house smoothly.

Anyway, being stuck here was out of his character, it was just too boring.

Cheng Muyun didn't look for anyone, but asked the little maid to prepare tea in the gazebo.

The sky is cloudless today, and even in the early morning, the sun is dazzling.Cheng Muyun stood outside the gazebo with an oiled paper umbrella. The light was still too bright, which made him very uncomfortable.

If it wasn't for Ji Ming, he would never have gone out at this time.

Cheng Muyun moved his fingers, and layers of veils hung down from the four corners of the pavilion to block out all the sunlight, which made him feel a little more comfortable.

After preparing everything, he sat down on the stone bench, made tea, and started playing the piano again.

Cheng Muyun learned the piano from Ji Changhuai.

At the beginning, he practiced penance in the Lushan School. Apart from practicing chopping firewood and carrying water, Cheng Muyun's only leisure activity was listening to Ji Changhuai playing the piano.

Seeing that he liked it, Ji Changhuai went to the back mountain to find suitable wood, made him a piano, and taught him fingering and music scores.

Cheng Muyun once regarded that piano as the most important thing and took good care of it.Now the qin is naturally left in the Lushan School, and nine out of ten it was chopped up and used as firewood.

The tune is still familiar.

After a while, Cheng Muyun finished playing, and saw a gray figure standing outside the veil.

He seemed to have stood there for a long time, but he didn't interrupt the sound of the piano.At this time, the sound of the piano stopped, and Ji Ming did not move.

"Master, isn't it hot outside?"

Ji Ming said: "The mind is calm and cool naturally."

Cheng Muyun rolled her eyes, scolded in her heart that she was being prudish, but her tone was still extremely gentle, "I invited Master to drink last night, but Master didn't like it, so today I changed to green tea and came in for a seat?"

"Thank you." Ji Ming opened the veil and came in with his head down.

He raised his eyes, and when he saw Cheng Muyun, who was dressed in a green robe and a jade crown with all his hair tied up neatly, he was stunned for a moment.

Cheng Muyun raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "Master, your breathing is disordered."

Ji Ming was stunned, and came back to his senses, but he didn't hide it, and sat down calmly, "The clothes of the benefactor just remind the poor monk of the past."

"Oh?" Cheng Muyun didn't answer.

"Cheng Benefactor, do you remember what happened in your lifetime?"

Cheng Muyun didn't change his face and his heart skipped a beat, "I don't remember, you are a monk, and you have done a lot of things to subdue demons. You should know that ghosts like us, unless we become the ghost king, can't remember what happened in our lifetime. .”

At this point, he paused, "Why? The master is so persistent in wanting me to remember something, could it be that he had something with me?"

The words were not serious, but Ji Ming just clasped his hands together and said: "It's just some old fate."

Cheng Muyun sneered, "Since you're done with the world, what are you doing here? You want to do harm to the people and accept me?"

"Cheng Shizhu, if you go against the sky, you will never be under the thunder of the sky. It's better to let go of your obsession and enter reincarnation."

Cheng Muyun naturally didn't listen to this, "Are you trying to save me? Instead of talking so much, it's better to use practical actions to save me. I remember, there seems to be a saying in your Buddhist sect that if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" hell?"

Ji Ming drooped his eyes and remained silent.

Cheng Muyun continued: "Speaking of which, it's easy for me to let go of my obsessions. Master, you can help me."

Ji Ming looked up and asked, "How?"

"As for me, I have been trapped in this house since I was conscious. I practiced the ghost way because I wanted to go out and see the outside world. This is my obsession." Cheng Muyun talked nonsense, and did not deceive the monks at all. guilt.

Anyway, the obsession of ghosts, except for themselves, no one can know.

Jiming said: "If you enter reincarnation, you can also see the outside world."

"But then it's not me. I entered reincarnation and reincarnation. It's not my body or my temperament. It's just another person. So what does that have to do with me?"

Ji Ming calmed down and continued to persuade: "It's better to listen to the Buddhist teachings of the poor monk. There used to be demons who listened to the lectures of eminent monks and became Buddhas immediately when they felt enlightened."

At this time, Cheng Muyun stopped pressing her every step of the way, and waved her hand and said, "Okay, I'll just listen."

The idea in his mind is naturally to know oneself and the enemy, to be victorious in all battles, and to understand Buddhism, so as to know how to break through Jiming's mental defenses.

But Cheng Muyun never expected that Buddhism, in his ears, sounded like a lullaby.It was obviously a ghost that didn't need to sleep, but after hearing the incense for half a stick, it was already drowsy.

When he opened his eyes, it was already sunset.

The surrounding is very quiet, only the regular sound of wooden fish knocking.

Cheng Muyun got up, only to find that Jiming was still sitting on the stone bench in the same posture as before he fell asleep, plucking the Buddhist beads with his left hand and knocking on the wooden fish with his right hand.

As soon as he moved, Ji Ming opened his eyes and said, "Benefactor Cheng is awake."

The tone was calm, and he was not angry at all because Cheng Muyun fell asleep while listening to him talking about Buddhism.

On the contrary, Cheng Muyun became upset. This calm Ji Ming really made him a little upset.

He stood up and sat on Jiming's lap, "I've tried it, your Buddhist cultivation method is not suitable for me, why don't you try my method?"

Jiming's eyebrows moved slightly, and when he was about to say something, Cheng Muyun bit him.

He didn't open his mouth, and Cheng Muyun was not discouraged, he licked it, and a chuckle overflowed, "I have discovered the benefits of preaching, but it's not the same when we kiss."

As soon as the words fell, Cheng Muyun felt that the atmosphere around him was not right. He had been prepared for a long time, and with a movement of his fingers, the veil hanging around the pavilion skyrocketed, binding himself and Ji Ming firmly together.

The decision in Jiming's hand was interrupted immediately, and the golden light on the glass beads was also suppressed.

Cheng Muyun bit his lip and said, "Do you think I will suffer the same loss as yesterday?"

"Please respect yourself... um."

When Cheng Muyun opened his mouth, he poked the tip of his tongue in and got entangled in one place.

The expression on Ji Ming's face finally changed, his brows were furrowed, his ears turned red, and immediately, a dazzling golden light burst out from his body.

Under the golden light, the veil that bound the two of them was broken into pieces, flying all over the sky and falling down in a whirl.

Cheng Muyun's body was also made of ropes of golden light, he couldn't move at all, he could only watch Jiming pinch his waist, lift him up and put him on the stone table.

Then, he got up and walked away quickly.

Cheng Muyun was furious, and shouted: "Smelly monk! If you don't help me practice, there will be a lot of people waiting to help me practice. I will find someone tomorrow!"

Ji Ming's footsteps only paused for a moment, and then left.