The spare tire is broken [Quick Transmigration]

The Lushan faction is located in Songzhou, about a month away from Qingzhou.

Ji Ming is an ascetic sect, he does not ride a horse, and walks all the way there.Although there are few rests and the pace is fast, it is also a bit boring.

That night, he camped in the woods.

Today there is no rain, no shelter is needed, Ji Ming lit a fire, and after eating dry food, I meditated by the campfire and chanted scriptures.

After a while, a man in white came from a distance, holding an oil-paper umbrella.

Under the umbrella, there is a face that makes people stunned for a long time when they see it, but the situation and the scene are in the wilderness.

The appearance of such a Mr. Pianpian, wearing a white robe that is not stained with slender dust, seems a bit strange.

The gray-clothed monk beside the bonfire didn't seem to notice it, and continued to chant sutras with his eyes closed.

The young man in white put away his umbrella and got closer and closer.

He raised his hand, and the fingertips under the sleeve robe suddenly swelled, like sharp knife points, and rushed towards the gray-clothed monk.

At this time, Ji Ming stopped his hand to move the beads and asked, "Are you hungry?"

"Yes." Cheng Muyun replied, leaning on his shoulder.

Ji Ming raised his hand and sent it with his fingertips.

Cheng Muyun opened his mouth, the tip of his tongue curled around Ji Ming's fingertips, and an extremely comfortable energy rolled down his throat from his fingertips.

Since the two of them signed the blood contract that day, Cheng Muyun has been able to gain energy in this way.

After smoking, Cheng Muyun didn't move, just hung on Jiming's back like this, and said lazily: "It's so boring, why don't you stay overnight at the academy you just passed by."

Jiming said: "The place of the academy, it's inconvenient to disturb."

Cheng Muyun sneered, "But I saw that the head of the mountain seemed to owe you a favor, so he warmly invited you to stay. Ah, by the way, the head of the mountain is very handsome, and he doesn't look very old..."

"He has a wife and three children."

Cheng Muyun stopped, frowned and said: "If you have a wife, then it won't work, but I see that there are quite a lot of handsome young scholars in his academy. It's a pity that you walked too fast, and you didn't have time to appreciate it."

Jiming's expression remained unchanged, and he persuaded: "The disciples of the academy should only read the books of sages, it's better not to disturb them."

Cheng Muyun was unconvinced, "Following you, a stinky monk, is so annoying. You can't do this, you can't do that. You sleep in the wilderness every day, and you haven't even seen a single person."

"Hurry up, you want to go to Lushan faction as soon as possible, that's it."

Cheng Muyun frowned, always feeling that something was wrong, even if she was hurrying, how could she just miss the town every time.

He came to this world to improve his progress, but it's too boring to see a monk who can't even see a bird all day long like this.

It's a pity that Cheng Muyun couldn't be too far away from Jiming. He rolled his eyes and said, "No, I must live in the town next time. I haven't seen anyone else for a long time."

"Okay." Ji Ming has always been responsive to him.

The next day, the two continued on their way.

In the evening, the two rushed to a nearby bustling town before the city gate closed, and found an inn to stay.

Cheng Muyun thought about going out at night to find other prey that could absorb the essence. Ji Ming's essence tasted really good, but if he ate too much, he would always want to taste other flavors.

Anyway, Ji Ming was going to meditate and chant scriptures after dinner, so he just slipped out when the time came.

Unexpectedly, tonight Jiming did not recite scriptures.

Cheng Muyun said he wanted to go out for a walk, Jiming followed behind him, didn't stop him, just followed.

However, in such a situation, how could a monk follow behind him eagerly, how could he engage in seduction.After turning for an hour, there was nothing.

Cheng Muyun found a restaurant and sat on the second floor by the window to drink.He was very angry and sat alone, ignoring Ji Ming at the other table.

Ji Ming is also calm, it's strange for a monk to appear in a restaurant, and it's even more strange to sit there and chant scriptures without drinking after ordering wine.

Every guest who comes up will take a second look.

After watching too much, Cheng Muyun even lost the interest in drinking.He got up, sat opposite Ji Ming, picked up the flagon and started to drink.

Ji Ming finally stopped chanting, "Drinking too much will hurt your health."

Cheng Muyun rolled her eyes, "I'm not human, what have you been doing with me?"

"This city is not peaceful, there are often ghosts making trouble."

Reasonable and well-founded, Cheng Muyun is irrefutable.

After all, he was no longer the Taoist Cheng Muyun who could travel around with one sword and one sword.As a flamboyant ghost, apart from illusion, there are no more powerful self-defense techniques.

Demons and ghosts can even devour him to increase their cultivation base. If a Taoist meets him, once he is not deceived, he will cut him under the sword.

Speaking of this, Cheng Muyun suddenly thought of something, and said with great interest: "Master Jiming, you are a monk of the ascetic sect, and you also slayed demons and exterminated demons when you traveled abroad. How about you and I cooperate to collect demons all the way to the border of Songzhou?" And go? I can use illusion to lure ghosts to come, you are responsible for dealing with it, and then use it to improve your cultivation, and you can have some fun, how good it is."

Ji Ming glanced at him quietly, "This is not the righteous way, if you swallow other ghosts accidentally, you will be easily backlashed."

He paused and said: "If you are hungry, I can give you more energy every day."

Cut, so what if there is more, the energy from the fingertips is not enough to fit between the teeth, and more stillness is still refused to give.

Cheng Muyun was completely convinced, her will was too firm, it was difficult to seduce her, so she simply stopped doing such useless work.

Now even the way to stimulate Jiming by seducing others is blocked, the smelly monk is really annoying.

Cheng Muyun was dissatisfied, but was unable to refute, so she had to rest her other thoughts and obediently go back to the inn.

In the morning of the second day, Jiming set off, unexpectedly he did not leave the town named Annan, but went to the gate of the largest mansion in the town.

Knock three times.

Cheng Muyun hid her figure, leaned on Jiming's shoulder, and asked curiously: "Master, are you here for alms? This kind of family should not be welcomed. Why don't you go to some ordinary people's house."

Ji Ming shook his head slightly, "It's not alms."

At this moment, the vermilion door opened directly. Behind the door was a very rich and handsome squire, and beside him was a young woman in a pink dress.

The squire's surname is Huang, and the young woman is his daughter.

Mr. Huang invited Ji Ming to a banquet, and the dishes were all exquisite vegetarian dishes. During the conversation, Cheng Muyun learned that Ji Ming had rescued Miss Huang two months ago.

Cheng Muyun never showed up, and no one knew that there was a ghost behind the gray-clothed monk.

He leaned on Jiming's shoulder, and said to his ear: "Master, I don't think you are such a person. You come back to collect benefits after you get rid of demons. Could it be that you have taken a fancy to some lady in this house?"

He didn't speculate maliciously, but since just now, that Miss Huang has looked at Ji Ming several times, her cheeks are still a little red, and she looks shy.

Cheng Muyun was not stupid, so she could see what Miss Huang meant.In addition to the previous chats, it is probably that when Ji Ming was exorcising the demon, he rescued Miss Huang who was kidnapped by the demon and sent her home.

Although Ji Ming is a monk, his appearance is first-class. When he was still in the Lushan School, there were many princes and ladies who showed affection. Now that he is a monk, his charm is still undiminished.

At this moment, Mr. Huang talked about an anecdote about a certain monk returning to secular life and marrying a wealthy lady.

Ji Ming said very little, and he hasn't said anything since he took the seat.

But he suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Nonsense."

Master Huang was taken aback for a moment, knowing that he had made a slip of the tongue, and fined him three glasses of wine.

Ji Ming seemed to have lost his patience, and said bluntly, "Huang Benefactor, why don't you go and see that haunted place?"

Master Huang stood up, nodded and said, "Okay."

A group of people made seven turns and eight turns along the promenade, and stopped outside a small building with a quiet location and exquisite shape.

There are three words upstairs: Chunyu Pavilion.

The small building here is the most luxurious part of the whole house. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that it should be Ms. Huang's boudoir.

Cheng Muyun squinted his eyes for a moment, but didn't see any yin at all. He turned his head and looked at Miss Huang thoughtfully.

Ji Ming didn't seem to notice it, and asked, "What's unusual?"

Master Huang opened his mouth and came, "At night, my little girl can hear crying outside, but she can't see anything when she goes out. There is also a strange smell in the wind, which makes her sleepless at night and loses a lot of weight. What should I do?"

Ji Ming nodded and walked around the small building.

Cheng Muyun followed behind him, sneered and said: "Hey, smelly monk, you are not pretending to be stupid, there is nothing here at all, it is obvious that Miss Huang brought you here to relieve the pain of lovesickness."

Ji Ming glanced at him, but didn't answer.

He stopped, raised his left hand, moved the Buddhist beads and recited a passage of Qingxin Sutra. The glazed Buddhist beads glowed with golden light, covering the small building, and then hidden in the courtyard wall.

Afterwards, Ji Ming said: "There is no yin energy here, most likely the female benefactor was frightened before, which caused her to be troubled by nightmares. The poor monk left the Qingxin Sutra on the courtyard wall, which can help the female benefactor to fall asleep."

Master Huang thanked repeatedly, "Thank you, master, thank you, master."

Jiming clasped his hands together, saluted and said: "It's okay, I just hope that the benefactor will not forget about building the pagoda before. The poor monk will leave."

"Master, why don't you stay overnight in a humble dorm and leave tomorrow?"

Ji Ming refused: "The poor monk has urgent matters, sorry."

He turned around and took a few steps when he suddenly heard Miss Huang say something behind him.

"Master, if you would like to stay one more night, I would like to build one more pagoda."

Ji Ming's footsteps stopped.

Cheng Muyun was dissatisfied and went to pull him, but Jiming said: "Okay."

Cheng Muyun was furious.Obviously, both of them have seen that it was just some little trick of Miss Huang, in order to let Ji Ming stay for a few more days.The best way to deal with it is to turn around and leave, but now you have changed your mind about what tower to build?

This smelly monk actually changed his mind and was willing to stay for a few more days. Could it be because he is interested in Miss Huang?

The system sensed Cheng Muyun's mood swings at this moment, and said weakly, "Actually, if Jiming is interested in Miss Huang, wouldn't that be good?"

Cheng Muyun was furious and said in a bad tone, "What's the matter!"

The system said weakly: "Well, isn't your plan to let Ji Ming return to vulgarity? If he really wants to return to vulgarity for Miss Huang, wouldn't that save trouble?"

Cheng Muyun was silent for a moment, and said: "You are right, I was affected by the magnified jealousy."

He calmed down, trying to regulate his emotions, not to be affected by jealousy.

Seeing that Cheng Muyun didn't make a sound, Jiming thought he agreed, so he turned and returned.

The Huang family is a big family, and the guests live in a separate yard, where only Ji Ming lives.

at night.

It was very quiet outside.

Jiming was meditating on the bed, while Cheng Muyun was leaning against the window and flipping through books bored.

The Huang family seems to have a bookstore, even in the guest room there are quite a few story books, all of which are romantic and weird stories.

After turning a few pages, Cheng Muyun saw faint lights coming towards here from the open window in the distance.

He threw the book away, leaned on the window frame and looked out. Even though the light outside was dim, it did not affect Cheng Muyun's eyesight. He could clearly see that the two people walking towards this side were Miss Huang and her husband. Personal servant girl.

There is no doubt about what he wants to do when he comes here in the middle of the night.

Cheng Muyun is very familiar with the matter of knocking on the door in the middle of the night. He has played it countless times before.She never expected that at this time, she was watching others use it on Jiming.

He sat back on the floppy, frowned, trying to calm himself down.

For the sake of the progress bar, for the sake of the progress bar, it's fine to return to vulgarity, it doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter what a ghost!

The jealousy that had been suppressed before swept over, instantly engulfing Cheng Muyun's reason.Why can he keep the bottom line when he lures Jiming in every possible way? This Miss Huang is just a word of persuasion, and Jiming can change his mind.

Why don't these people like him?

The more Cheng Muyun thought about it, the angrier she became, and she turned her head and glared at Jiming angrily.

Ji Ming just finished reading the Buddhist scriptures at this time, opened his eyes and looked at Cheng Muyun with angry eyes, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Muyun waved to him, "Come here."

Ji Ming got up and walked over.

He had just walked before the collapse, but Cheng Muyun grabbed the skirt of his clothes and pressed him on the collapse.

Cheng Muyun moved neatly, while pulling the person down, he turned over and sat on Jiming's waist.

He hooked his lips into a smile and said, "I'm hungry."

Ji Ming understood, and stretched out his finger to Cheng Muyun, but was slapped away.

"Don't want this, it's boring."

Jiming spoke softly and asked, "How about that?"

Cheng Muyun didn't answer, just bowed his head and kissed her.

"Hmm—" Jiming was caught off guard, and was about to raise his hand to push the person away, but heard an exclamation from outside the window.

Cheng Muyun lifted him, looked out the window, and met two panicked faces.

Miss Huang covered her mouth and asked with a trembling voice, "You, you, who are you?"

Cheng Muyun raised her eyebrows and smiled, "What do you think?"

After that, he lowered his head again, and gnawed directly at Jiming's Adam's apple.

The sound of panicked footsteps went away, and Cheng Muyun got up, licked his lips, and smiled, "This place tastes good, thank you for your hospitality, Master."

Ji Ming's response was just a helpless sigh when he got up.

The next day.

Ji Ming bid farewell again, this time, Miss Huang didn't chase her out, and no one asked why after one night, there would be an extra young man in white in Master Ji Ming's room.

Master Huang hired a carriage to send the two of them, claiming that there was a gift in the carriage to thank Ji Ming.

Ji Ming wanted to refuse, but after looking at the things in the car, he accepted it again.

The coachman retreated back.Ji Ming drove the car himself, and the two of them left Annan City all the way, and headed towards Songzhou again.

Cheng Muyun sat crookedly in the carriage and read a book.

Mr. Huang was indeed considerate. There were all kinds of melon and fruit snacks in the carriage, and there was also a large box of scriptures published by Huang's Bookstore.

Cheng Muyun watched it very happily, and was much less dissatisfied with the journey.

It wasn't until he picked up a story book at random and turned a few pages that he was taken aback.

In the storybook, it is actually about the love story between a Taoist priest and a fox demon, which is actually nothing. In this world where humans, monsters and ghosts coexist, there are all kinds of messy stories in these anecdotes.

Love between humans and ghosts, between humans and monsters, and between ghosts and ghosts is not a big deal.

The problem is that the Taoist priest in this storybook is clearly described as Ji Changhuai's master, the former head of the Lushan School.

This script is about the love story between the head of the Lushan School and the fox demon?

Cheng Muyun felt something was wrong, "System, why is there no story about the son of the previous head in the script? Who is his mother?"

The system checked and said: "There is no such thing in the script, the son of the head is not important, it's just a background, how could it be so detailed."

Cheng Muyun stared at the script, lost in thought.