The 2914th Chapter Holy Monk's Lotus Essence (10)

Only then did Bai Weiwei react, "It's not disfigurement, it's good."

System: "Eating shi seems more terrifying than disfigurement."

Bai Weiwei: "No, the disfigurement is terrible. But you can't eat shit on live broadcast."

The system is relieved, the host still knows the seriousness of the matter.

Bai Weiwei: "I'm so beautiful. If I live broadcast, my image will be ruined. This is also one of the ways of disfigurement."

A beautiful person after all.

After eating beep, it was broadcast live.

In the future, those who watch live broadcasts, ghosts and aliens.

As long as I see her, I think she has eaten beep.

That beauty can't be disgusting.

System: "...You mean you can do it in private?"

Bai Weiwei "Uh...Am I the kind of person who eats beeps?"

System: "Choose one of Soul Disfigurement and Chibi."

Bai Weiwei: "..."

system:"……"

Well, he shouldn't overestimate the host's bottom line.

For beauty, she has no bottom line.

In the main hall, the Sanskrit sound curls, and the fragrance of lotus flowers permeates.

Countless monks bowed their heads, sat cross-legged on the ground reverently, and listened to the teens above.

Wanwan Temple is the source of Buddhism and Taoism in the world.

It is also the place where all monks study.

Taoists also often come here to study the Taoist scriptures with Wan Temple.

Because there are a large number of ancient books and cheats in the 10,000-yuan temple.

including Taoism.

The boy sitting on the futon stretched out his white fingertips and closed the scriptures in front of him.

His beautiful brows and eyes are not smokey, and his face is calm and holy.

It seems that looking at him one more time will desecrate him.

He was wearing a white gold-patterned monk's robe. At the delicate wrist bones, there were Buddha beads that seemed to have no gravity. The black sandalwood bead tail was tied with white bodhi seeds on the golden tassels.

His voice was empty, "This is the end of today's puja."

All the monks bowed their heads and bowed their hands respectfully.

Ning Chen got up, and the Buddha beads floated between his wrists, swaying as he walked.

The boy's back is tall and straight, and every step makes life happy.

Countless plants and trees flourished again.

Countless flowers bloom and wither again.

Just to spread the petals under his feet and kiss his footprints.

A few monks bowed their heads and said, "Uncle Master, have you lost your hair?"

After retreating, Ning Chen's hair has grown out, and the longest hair is attached to his neck.

Ning Chen's face was expressionless and his voice was calm, "I'll wash the incense and then talk about it."

For him, there is not much difference between losing hair and not losing hair.

Coming to the lotus pond, in the misty mist, countless lotus flowers are in full bloom.

He looked up and saw a huge lotus leaf, and a slender and beautiful lotus was taking a nap.

She hangs the neck of the flower, the petals are half closed, and the leaves are gathered in front of the stem.

Ning Chen raised his fingertips, and the golden Buddha light floated.

He lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, then put away his fingers, as if there was something he couldn't understand.

Buddha light is useless to lotus flowers.

He stepped directly onto the water and moved forward step by step.

The little lotus woke up suddenly, she shook the leaves and lifted the petals, her childish voice was extremely happy.

"Monk, you are here. I practiced a dance just now. Let's see if it's okay."

The boy who was called a monk paused, and the sleep ripples under his feet rippled.

His face was expressionless, he was silent for a while, and then he said calmly, "You have no feet."

So how can you dance.

Bai Weiwei's leaves crossed her waist, "You monk is really six impure, what's wrong with no feet, you are not the most delusional, there is nothing, no feet and feet are all illusions, but you have jumped into the world yourself. ."

Ning Chen bowed his head, the tail of his eyes were long and slanted, and his eyes were like snow.

"You do understand."

Bai Weiwei twisted the flower stem, then began to stretch out the leaves, shaking it a few times.

The flowers are also half-open to full bloom, the beautiful colors are in the mist, and they are exceptionally moist.

She twisted left and right, and gave Ning Chen a wink.

Ning Chen: "..."

Bai Weiwei supported her petal face with two leaves, "Do I look good, monk."

Ning Cheng was silent for a long time, his delicate eyebrows did not fluctuate at all, then he turned around, and the Buddha beads also followed him.

"Everything is false, whether it looks good or not is just an illusion. You know it yourself, but you still step into the mundane world, and it's not a great tool."

Seeing him leave, Bai Weiwei hurriedly waved the leaves.

"Monk, it looks good even if it is false, you are really annoying."

Ning Chen's footsteps stopped, and he suddenly tapped the water.

Whoops, water splashed all over the lotus.

Bai Weiwei drooped her face and dish, looked up and saw that there was no shadow of a monk.

Then she heard the favorability tone.

[Ding, the male lead's favorability is 0.5. 】