villain love rule

The Golden Temple of the Buddhist Realm.

Fan Shengyi stood quietly under the 99 steps and looked up.On the last [-] steps, there are [-] Dharma-protecting monks holding scepters, with knotted muscles and dignified faces.

The pure Sanskrit sound weakened, and the eighteen monks raised their left palms at the same time, placed them across their chests, and chanted in a low voice: "Amitabha."

The door of the hall was wide open, Feng Fa dressed in the teacher's robe and walked out slowly, stopped at the highest point and stared at the surroundings.

Fan Sheng's eyes were flickering, his eyes without Dinghai Shenzhu couldn't see the golden body of the Dharma clearly, and he couldn't even detect the Buddha's light lingering around him.

Fengfa said in a deep voice: "Where is the fifth prince of the devil world?"

Fansheng replied, "I don't know."

Fengfa never expected him to answer so frankly, so he couldn't help raising his voice: "Buddhist disciples are not allowed to speak nonsense."

"I don't dare to speak nonsense..." Fan Sheng said, "The head teacher can send someone to Yunshan to search for it now."

Asked by the law: "Where did the tendons of the immortal dragon go in the Tibetan Army Pavilion?"

Fansheng once said: "The disciple stole it and tied up the five princes of the demon world, so as not to delay the execution of the eighteen guardians." He took off his upper body robe, showing his clean back, and stepped up the golden steps step by step, "The disciple knows that the crime is serious. , I also hope that the head teacher will not leave the face of the Buddha."

Opening his eyes according to the law, he has long been free from the word "emotion" after receiving the precepts, but now his heart is full of turmoil.

Angry, angry that he disregards the Buddhist world and despises righteousness;

The ignorant, bewildered that he was trapped in love, and sacrificed his life to save the devil.The phase wheel has collapsed, and there is no Buddha energy to protect the heart.

"Amitabha..." Feng Dharma said, "Executing the punishment to protect the Dharma, how should the disciples be punished for breaking the precepts?"

The monk who stood at the top stood up and stood up and said: "The first violation of Fansheng is the great precept of Buddhism. The two of the body are theft and adultery; the one of the mouth is lying; the two of the mind are hatred and ignorance. We should take responsibility One thousand. Taking precepts every day, but ignoring the law, making a big mistake, should not enter reincarnation for 600 years."

Fan Shengyi stood calmly on the No.19 step, with few shadows and misty shadows, as if he had never belonged to the Buddhist world.

Fengfa shook his head lightly, with indescribable emotions mixed in his tone: "Execution."

bang——

The golden stick hit the body, and Fan Shengyi was unable to protect his body, and the Buddha's energy poured into the end of the stick, which naturally beat him to pieces.

As soon as he took the first blow, he only knew that he had no way to last until the end of the previous stick.

Will Yaoming wait for him for 600 years?

bang——

Another stick.

It's too long, so let's just forget about it.Fan Sheng knelt down on one knee, the pain was so great that he couldn't make a sound at all.

bang——

I can't count how many sticks there are.Fan Shengyi was covered in blood all over his body. He fell to the ground and could only feel the coldness. He couldn't move his head, and kept it at a sideways angle.

The executioner monks always had the same expression, and he couldn't hear the voice of the guardian uncle, only the voice of Yaoming chanting his name one after another in his ears.

He said, don't leave me; he said, don't bear for me; he said...

everything is over.

In the abandoned factory, the nine-tailed fox demon finally extracted all of Fan Jingqi's memories, almost all of today's energy was used here.You Huanzhen could no longer maintain Yaoying, and fell straight backwards.

Yaojue, who was always behind him, stretched out his hands and hugged him in his arms.

Fan Jingqi was short of breath, and his whole body was drenched in cold sweat. He was like a fish washed up on the beach, eagerly craving, but unable to get a response.

"Let him... sleep... Otherwise, he will die..." You Huanzhen whispered in Yaojue's ear.

Yaojue raised his hand and released a demonic energy to knock Fan Jingqi unconscious.He dragged You Huanzhen, sat on the sofa, looked at the other's pale face, and softened his attitude: "What's going on?"

You Huanzhen swallowed forcefully: "He has Buddha Qi to protect his body, and this memory is too long. If we continue to pursue it, we will all be drawn into the memory vortex."

"What will happen?" Yaojue looked at You Huanzhen's appearance, he should be slightly dehydrated.

You Huanzhen couldn't help licking her dry lips, and forced a conversation with him: "I lost my soul and became an empty shell."

The word "empty shell" awakened the anger in Yaojue's heart. He squeezed You Huanzhen's arm and said with a sneer, "Aren't you an empty shell now?"

You Huanzhen didn't have the strength to fight with Yaojue, in order not to provoke him any further, he had to close the corners of his eyes: "Thirst..."

Yaojue let out a cold snort, and let go of the restraint.

You Huanzhen wanted to get up uneasily, but Yaojue only regarded him as a plaything, and refused to let him leave no matter what he held in his arms.

You Huanzhen said impatiently: "Let me...leave." As soon as the words fell, a wet and cool soft object was stuck to his lips, You Huanzhen suddenly opened his eyes, and when he opened his mouth to pick it up, Yaojue had already put it in his mouth. The water was swallowed.

You Huanzhen wrapped his hands around Yaojue's shoulders, and the instinct of a monster forced him to ask for it.

The tip of his tongue tried hard to pry Yaojue's lips open, but the devil's fingers pinched the side of his face.

That familiar, terrifying look reappeared.

Yaojue peeled off the fabric on You Huanzhen's shoulders with one hand, and said softly, "Put on that skirt, and I'll give you a drink of water."

Change, skirt, child.

You Huanzhen immediately came back to his senses, his arm was still hanging on Yaojue's shoulder: "No...no..."

His refusal melted into the air, and Yaojue's behavior was almost pathological. He didn't hear what You Huanzhen said at all, and only had You Huanzhen and the skirt in his eyes.

"Stop making trouble, Youlan, and turn back into a woman." Yaojue coaxed him non-stop, little by little, but to You Huanzhen's ears, it was undoubtedly a curse.

Because of my face, because my face is no different from that of a woman.You Huanzhen closed his eyes, stretched out his right hand and grabbed his cheek...

The world was spinning, only to hear the heavy object fall to the ground and make a loud noise.

You Huanzhen fell to the ground, propped up his body in embarrassment, before he had time to react, Yaojue's figure had already swayed in front of his eyes.

"Well……"

The hard soles stepped on You Huanzhen's head, making him unable to move.

Yaojue looked at him condescendingly, and said regretfully, "Why? I only ask you for this, why don't you agree?"

"Why..." You Huanzhen looked expressionlessly at the water bottle lying not far away, "I also want to know why."

Hearing this, Yaojue let go of his feet.He squatted down, grabbed You Huanzhen's hair, and carefully looked at the muddy face.

You Huanzhen was dizzy and closed his eyes subconsciously.

Disappointment flashed across Yaojue's eyes, and then he was filled with viciousness: "You Huanzhen, do you really hate this face of yours?"

No, I hate you.You Huanzhen opened his eyes and mocked, "Are you jealous that Yaoming found Fan Jingqi?"

Yaojue's fingers tightened, You Huanzhen groaned in pain, but he smiled and said to himself: "I'm right."

"Since the little fox is so smart, I should reward you." Yaojue pulled You Huanzhen's hair forcefully, and pulled him to Fan Jingqi's feet, his inner anger had reached its peak.

You Huanzhen heard the danger in his tone and subconsciously wanted to run away.

Yaojue noticed You Huanzhen's slight trembling, and said with a sneer, "I warned you, don't provoke me."

"You are a nerve..." Without saying a word, a piercing pain swept through You Huanzhen's body.He bent his whole body down, clutching his right hand in his arms and twitching non-stop.

Yaojue threw away the bloody nails and said in a low voice: "Every day I will pull out a piece of your nails until you agree to change into that dress."

You Huanzhen's whole body was drenched, and he couldn't help but gasp in pain.

Yaojue took one last look at him, threw the water bottle to You Huanzhen's side, and left the house.

The bloody smell permeated every corner, fingers connected to the heart, You Huanzhen finally couldn't bear it, and passed out.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, You Huanzhen jumped up, picked up the bottle beside him, frantically turned off the cap, and poured it into his mouth like taking a shower.

Fan Jingqi heard the voice, looked at the source of the sound, and asked tentatively, "Huanzhen?"

You Huanzhen drank a full bottle of water, wiped his lips, and responded with an "um" from his throat.

Fan Jingqi worried: "Are you okay?"

You Huanzhen glanced at his right index finger, raised his head and saw the blood on Fan Jingqi's body, and said involuntarily, "You should ask yourself this question."

Fan Jingqi was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "I'm a little hungry, can you let me down first?"

Thinking of Yaojue's previous order, You Huanzhen's task is to keep an eye on Fan Jingqi and not let him die or escape.

Right now he is a body of flesh and blood, and he cannot survive without food and water for too long.You Huanzhen said: "Understood, wait for me."

Fan Jingqi nodded obediently.

5 minute later.

The wound on Fan Jingqi's body was simply bandaged by You Huanzhen. He ate the rice balls from the convenience store and chatted with You Huanzhen: "Did he just want magic yuan? But why did he torture you?"

You Huanzhen drank the juice box and replied: "Because I refuse to change into the clothes of the woman he likes."

"Ahem!" Fan Jingqi choked.

You Huanzhen was afraid that he would choke to death, so he handed over the juice, and also gave him a big back pat.

"Cough! Thank you!" Fan Jingqi breathed a sigh of relief, "Is it because you look alike?"

You Huanzhen said: "Because I am the reincarnation of that woman. Alright! Don't cough anymore!"

Fan Jingqi patted her chest hard, almost frightened to death by You Huanzhen's attitude of accepting reality: "Then he should like...love you."

"No, it's all fake..." You Huanzhen said, "He's just pretending, Yaojue doesn't know how to love people at all, some of his behaviors are just learning from human beings. Kissing, hugging, all he sees are these appearances. Yaojue doesn't know what this means."

Fan Jingqi swallowed the last ball of rice in her mouth, and asked seriously: "Then why did you help him?"

You Huanzhen frowned, looked down at the broken finger, thought for a moment, and said, "I don't know. I've been lurking in the Jiangling Office." The matter has reached this point, and he is not afraid to confess to Fan Jingqi.

Fan Jingqi asked: "You who helped me back then have always helped Yaoming, have you forgotten?"

"I lied to you..." You Huanzhen said, "I have been lying to you all along."

Fan Jingqi said, "Then when did you start having nightmares?"

"Nightmare?" You Huanzhen thought about it, and suddenly his face turned black, "Don't ask, I regret talking to you."

It's incredible that two scarred enemies sit together and eat peacefully, and what's even more incredible is that the other party has always wanted to explore his own heart.

Fan Jingqi hurriedly said, "Sorry, I just don't think you seem willing."

You Huanzhen said indifferently: "Whether I am voluntary or not has nothing to do with you."

Fan Jingqi nodded in approval, and watched him leave with the leftover plastic packaging.what is going on?Could it be that You Huanzhen really lied to herself before?

No... there is another possibility.

You Huanzhen's original words echoed in Fan Jingqi's mind.

"Jing Qi, no matter what happens, you have to trust me."

Fan Jingqi rubbed her frowning brows, maybe it was Yao Jue's hands and feet.