The spare tire is broken [Quick Transmigration]

The swaying tree shadow outside the window casts a swaying shadow in front of the door.

A slender white hand stretched out from the hanging curtain, and lifted the curtain to hang aside. Cheng Muyun sat up, bent down to pick up the clothes on the ground and put them on.

At this time, the sky outside was still not bright, so he got up, walked to the open door, and glanced at the situation outside.

Cloudless, bright moonlight.

Cheng Muyun was relieved, this test should be passed smoothly.

He turned, lit a candle, and turned back to the bed.Now that there is an entity, it is just this inconvenience, his eyesight is beginning to be affected by light like that of ordinary people.

Just now, during the double cultivation, Cheng Muyun vaguely saw the golden Sanskrit on Jiming's heart light up again.

He originally thought that this Sanskrit text was the Buddhist Heart Sutra similar to the Mantra of Purifying Heart. After all, last time in the peach blossom forest, Ji Ming was almost lured by him to relapse because he was pulled back by this Sanskrit text.

Cheng Muyun was also nervous for a moment, after all, it was the critical moment of double cultivation, if interrupted, all previous efforts would be in vain.Fortunately, Sanskrit was only bright for a moment, and then dimmed.

Now that everything was over, Cheng Muyun became a little curious.

His mood at this time is not like that when he first arrived here, indifferent to Ji Ming's past, only thinking about how to repair the progress bar.The temptation at the beginning was all for this purpose.

Not so now.

He sat by the bed with a candle in his hand, and the dancing candle light clearly illuminated the person still lying on the bed.

Ji Ming lay flat on the bed with his eyes closed, his upper body was naked, with a quilt around his waist, his skin had returned to its original state, and it was no longer slightly red.

The chest was clean, with only some faint lines on the heart.

Cheng Muyun frowned, holding the candle and getting closer, trying to identify what the blurred lines were.

When he got closer, he realized that it was indeed the golden Sanskrit that lit up before, but the lines were already faintly black and red, which seemed to have lost its effect.

After squinting for a moment, Cheng Muyun couldn't figure out what the Sanskrit text was for, which really belonged to the field he didn't understand.

Whether it is Cheng Muyun in this world or Cheng Muyun in the God Realm, they all have the temperament to fall asleep as soon as they hear the Buddhist scriptures, so it is impossible to dabble in it.

He gave up and was about to leave when his hands were grabbed violently.

"!"

Cheng Muyun raised his eyes and met Jiming's eyes.

Under the dim light of the candlelight, I couldn't tell what kind of eyes it was, but the only thing that Cheng Muyun felt was that it was very strange.

This look does not belong to Ji Ming, nor does it belong to Ji Changhuai.

"You're awake." Cheng Muyun exerted a little force, trying to free the hand that was pinching his wrist.

Not moving.

The other party's strength was controlled just right, it wouldn't make Cheng Muyun feel pain, but he couldn't break free either.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Muyun frowned, his tone a little displeased.

Usually, if he speaks in this tone, whether it is Ji Changhuai or Ji Ming, they will stop their actions, stop insisting, and try another method later.

However, the person in front of him didn't have any intention of letting go, but raised his lips and smiled, and then...

He controlled Cheng Muyun's hand, and poured the candlestick slightly, and the candle oil fell drop by drop on the Sanskrit in his heart.

"..."

Cheng Muyun blinked her eyes, and her whole body became stiff.

This... Could this be the work of Ji Ming, a monk who has no desires or desires?Doesn't look right in any way?

Cheng Muyun's hands trembled, took a deep breath to calm down, and asked, "What are you doing? If you want to get rid of this Sanskrit, there are other ways."

From the beginning to the end, Jiming stared at Cheng Muyun's eyes expressionlessly. Until then, he smiled and finally spoke.

Perhaps because of the damage caused by the thunder, his voice was still a little hoarse at this time, so deep that he could disappear into the boundless night, "Is it exciting?"

Just three words shocked Cheng Muyun greatly. With a shake of his hand, the candlestick was about to fall.

Ji Ming looked calm, raised his hand to snuff out the candle wick with his fingers, then took the candlestick and threw it to the ground.

Then, he stood up and pressed Cheng Muyun under him.

It wasn't until this step that Cheng Muyun narrowly recovered.

Something is wrong, there is definitely something wrong, what the hell is that Sanskrit word for!

He raised his hand against Jiming's depressed chest, and said, "What the hell is this Sanskrit for!"

Ji Ming smiled again, "Why don't you confirm it yourself?"

He relaxed, raised his body slightly, and let Cheng Muyun move calmly.

Cheng Muyun was impolite, and raised his hand to remove the candle shell covering the Sanskrit, only to find that the faint lines had disappeared.

Not reconciled, he rubbed the skin vigorously with his hands until the skin turned slightly red, but there was still nothing.

"Next, it's my turn?" Ji Ming recalled with a hoarse voice.

"Huh? Uh..."

Before Cheng Muyun could react, his lips were kissed hard.The soft tip of the tongue pierced through the barrier between lips and teeth, dragging him into the storm.

The curtain that was opened not long ago was lowered again to cover the unspeakable things inside.

***

The next day.

"Hmm - hiss -" Before Cheng Muyun opened his eyes, he felt as if he had been run over by a car, and there was no pain in any part of his body.

He only felt that his eyelids weighed a thousand catties, and he couldn't open them at all.

After working hard for a while, Cheng Muyun gave up, and sighed quietly: "System, I think it's better to be a ghost, the condition of the living dead is too uncomfortable, it's not easy to use at all, I can't feel the existence of the lower body now. "

After a long wait, the system said in a strange way: "Darling, I don't think your inability to feel the existence of the lower body has anything to do with the fake body of the undead."

Cheng Muyun: "..., otherwise."

"You are purely overindulgent, do you know how long I listened to the [beep——] sound yesterday, do you know the feeling of being covered in a mosaic like a city wall every time I struggled to come out to remind me yesterday? You know How long will it last?"

Cheng Muyun: "..., calm down, Heyuan's world before that was not without it."

"You also know that Heyuan's world is a high-magic world! No matter how much you toss your body, there will be no problems. What about this world?" The system continued to collapse, "This world is a low-magic world! You and Ji Ming have just condensed I got an unusable entity, and a serious injury that hasn't healed, I was worried that you two died together on the bed yesterday!"

Cheng Muyun: "Calm down, by the way, where is Ji Ming?"

The system was furious, "I was just released from the small dark room, how could I know, maybe I couldn't accept the reality that I'm a beast and ran away."

"..." Cheng Muyun regained some strength at this time, and the messy memories of last night became clearer little by little.

The description of the system is not wrong, it's quite beastly, and even Cheng Muyun, who is a flirtatious ghost, can't bear it.

He opened his eyes, propped up his body to adapt, and barely recovered his missing lower body.

Get up, get out of bed.

Lifting the curtain, the outside is already brightly lit.

The room was empty, no one was there.

Are you really scared away?

Cheng Muyun pondered for a moment, thinking that if the person ran away, should he go to find the person next or confirm Tang Xi's situation at this time.

Before he finished tangling, the door opened.

Cheng Muyun turned around and saw the monk standing at the door.

He was wearing a white monk's robe, which looked very good in texture. It was a thank-you gift from Master Huang last time, and it had been stuffed in the carriage.

"Where have you been?" Cheng Muyun asked with a frown.

Jiming was holding a tray in his hand, but his eyes were a little dodgy. Seeing the dense marks on Cheng Muyun's body, his ears turned red.

He walked into the room, put the tray on the table, and said, "Now, you want to eat something. After condensing the semi-entity, it is still somewhat different from a ghost."

At this time, Cheng Muyun's state was similar to ghosts like painted skin ghosts, except that painted skin ghosts were stealing other people's bodies, while Cheng Muyun used the body condensed by the seven-orifice exquisite fruit.

Cheng Muyun nodded, got up and sat down at the table.There was a bowl of clear porridge on the tray, the temperature was just right for Cheng Muyun at this time.

He picked up a spoon to scoop up the porridge and put it in his mouth. It was fragrant and dense in the mouth. It seemed that it had been boiled for a long time.

But Jiming opened his mouth and said softly: "Last night, you helped me recover from my injuries with dual cultivation. You shouldn't be so demanding. This is not good for your newly condensed body."

The spoonful of porridge that Cheng Muyun had just put into his mouth almost spit out.He swallowed with widened eyes, and then asked in disbelief.

"You... say I... shouldn't be so demanding?"

Ji Ming's expression was very calm, and he continued: "From now on, you need me to help you practice, and I will help you, but it's too late, and you need to control it well."

"..."

Sure enough, something was wrong.

Cheng Muyun said directly, "Take off your clothes and show me where your heart is."

Ji Ming was puzzled, seeing Cheng Muyun's firm eyes, but he still unbuttoned the monk's robe, revealing the skin around his heart.

The skin is smooth and fair.

Cheng Muyun pointed her fingertips up and asked, "You have a golden Sanskrit script here, what exactly is it?"

Ji Ming lowered his eyes and looked at the place Cheng Muyun was pointing at, but said, "Golden Sanskrit? I don't know about it."

"..."

When he said that, Cheng Muyun naturally believed it. It seemed that he really didn't know the existence of golden Sanskrit.

He thought for a while, and then said frankly: "I remember everything from the past."

Jiming's hand trembled slightly, and sighed: "I guessed it, you suddenly condensed the entity and attracted the thunder, so something happened. This is not a bad thing. With the entity, under the thunder It has a bit of self-protection power, but it is just the method you use to condense the entity, but it is contaminated with other causes and effects?"

Practice is the most taboo to be contaminated with cause and effect, especially in Cheng Muyun's current state, not in the three realms, jumping out of the six realms, the best way of practice is not to be contaminated with cause and effect, not to ask about the fate of the world.

Cheng Muyun looked at him and said word by word: "Last night, I went to Tang Xi's room and found a seven-aperture exquisite fruit in his room."

Ji Ming was stunned for a moment, and asked in disbelief: "How could it be? I had already given Tang Xi the Seven-Aperture Exquisite Fruit back then, so it was the cause and effect of Duan Sect Leader's adoption of me. How could there be another Seven-Aperture Exquisite Fruit?"

Only one Seven-Aperture Linglong Fruit can be obtained in a thousand years, so it is impossible to have a second one in this world.

Cheng Muyun raised his hand, patted Jiming's hand, and was held back again.He didn't withdraw his hand, but continued to say: "When I got the Qiqiao Linglong Fruit, there was still blood on it, and it should have been dissected from Tang Xi's body."

Ji Ming frowned, then shook his head, "I don't know, I don't know what's going on?"

Cheng Muyun smiled, and then said: "Then how did you become a monk back then?"

When this matter was mentioned, Ji Ming's brows twitched slightly, and the strength of holding Cheng Muyun increased, which seemed to be a very painful memory.

He was silent for a long time before he opened his mouth and said: "At the beginning, when I came back with the Qiqiao Linglong fruit, I saw those people who were seriously injured and learned what happened from Chang Qing, so I left the fruit and left. I searched for ten years to find you There is no trace of you, but you have no bones left, and all my thoughts are lost..."

Speaking of this, he stopped and said: "I don't remember what happened after that. When I woke up again, I was already in a small temple in the middle of the mountain. There was only an eminent monk of unknown age in the temple. Me, lead me into Buddhism."

"Where is that eminent monk?"

"He has passed away."

After Cheng Muyun found out about the matter, Jiming repaired the afterlife for him and built pagodas everywhere to help him condense his soul and seek an afterlife.

Now it seems that everything is wrong.

Chang Qing said that Ji Changhuai returned to the Lushan School ten years later, broke off the nameplate and threw it in front of the mountain and left, but Ji Ming did not remember this past event.

Coupled with yesterday's abnormal situation.

Cheng Muyun sighed, and said quietly in his mind: "System, I'm telling you some good or bad news."

System: "Huh? You let me take a breath, and then stimulate me again."

After waiting for a while, the system said, "Okay, let's talk."

Cheng Muyun: "I suspect that Ji Changhuai's personality has been split due to the stimulation of those past events..."

system:"???"