Chapter 34: Demon Girl Ningxia The
passers-by around her frowned when they heard this.
After all, if he had to gouge out his eyes to apologize for just looking at you one more time, would everyone present have to gouge out their own eyes?
But because this woman was really surprisingly beautiful, not only did she not look like a Central Plains person, but she was not dressed like a Central Plains person wearing a skirt or a thick skirt. It was not very hot in early summer, so she openly exposed her two legs. Her arms were as smooth as silk, and her upper body was only covered with a dark blue tube top. Her lower body was covered in an elegant gauze-like skirt, and her long, chopstick-like thighs were looming.
Those ignorant and old-fashioned defenders couldn't help but shout that it was immoral, but they couldn't help but take a second look at it.
After all, who wouldn’t want to see it if it’s so good-looking?
I saw that I wanted to dig two destinations myself.
The tall old monk quietly stretched out his right hand to cover the eyes of the young monk behind him. He held the tin staff in his left hand and pronounced the Buddha's name again. The old man said: "There is a cloud in the Buddhist scriptures: form is emptiness, and emptiness is form." "The female donor's appearance is no longer beautiful
. Beauty is nothing more than a red and pink skull, a passing cloud, what does it have to do with the six impurities."
The little monk behind him was clever and cute. He was really interested in the exotic woman in front of him and wanted to avoid the monk's hand and look at it. The female donor looked like a benefactor in front of her, but the old monk's hand always stopped within an inch of the young monk's eyes, allowing the young monk to toss and turn, just like the monkey could not escape from the palm of the Tathagata Buddha.
The woman from the Western Region giggled and said, "Big monk, you are so boring. If your little monk wants to see it, just let him take another look." After saying this,
she took a step forward and grabbed the old monk to block the little monk's eyes. wrist.
She grabbed her bare arms with one hand, but in the next moment she withdrew her hand as if she had caught a red-hot charcoal, and her face turned pale: "The magical power of indestructibility?" The old monk sighed, rolled up his sleeves, and
saw There are seven or eight fine silver needles on the sleeves of the khaki cassock.
But if it was a thin needle, that would be fine. What shocked the people around me the most was that the needle looked sharp and hard, but when it pierced the monk's wrist, it didn't even pierce the oily skin at all. It was all twisted seven times. Balai, as if it were just some straw and pine needles.
"The cold silver needles of the Demon Sect of the Western Regions." The old monk shook his sleeves, and all the silver needles fell to the ground: "The girl is really good at following." "Dare I ask
the name of the female benefactor?"
One move failed, and the Western Regions The woman's expression was frightened. After all, the opponent's martial arts skills were far beyond her imagination, but instead she laughed loudly: "Little girl Ningxia, dare I ask the great monk my name. Do you want to propose marriage to me?"
"No, no," the old monk said calmly, "It's just that the female benefactor is too murderous. I plan to send the female benefactor back to the Shaolin Temple for ten years of meditation to sharpen her character." As soon as these words came out, the color of Ningxia finally changed
.
If he really entered the Shaolin Temple and was imprisoned for ten years, wouldn't it be that his youth was wasted when he came out?
"The old monk has such a strong tone." Ning Xia said with a smile: "Can you hold me?" "
Of course I have to try it." The old monk said, and at the same time he picked up the young monk next to him and put him on the On his back, the little monk suddenly hugged the old monk tightly like an octopus. At the same time, the old monk stepped forward and grabbed Ningxia's shoulder.
Ning Xia smiled, took a step forward, and was sending her breasts to the old monk's hands. The old monk was stunned for a moment, and his figure that was already in the air suddenly sank and landed firmly on the ground: "You female donor, you are so miserable. Face."
Ningxia embarrassed the other party: "You just take someone, but you attack a woman's vital parts. You are really a fake monk, a flower monk." Saying this,
Ningxia put her hands into her arms and grabbed them. She flashed a handful of silver needles in front of the old monk: "Didn't you say that I am too murderous?" She looked around. Previously
, a rare beauty from the Western Regions made things difficult for a pair of monks on the street. This is the bustling city of Luo City, so Said that many people gathered around to watch the excitement.
"You know my cold silver needle, great monk. If you dare to come up, I will throw it at the crowd." "No matter how good your martial
arts skills are, can you block the passers-by behind me?" "
At that time, you can catch me They killed me, but they died of poisoning. I dare to ask the great monk, is this the crime of killing you?" "
Or is it the crime of killing me, girl?"
Ningxia used the Mandarin of the Central Plains, and said it crisply and loudly, Originally, these passers-by were just watching the fun, but they didn't expect that Ningxia would tie them to the chariot in a blink of an eye. They couldn't sit still. Instead of retreating, everyone took advantage of the crowd and began to scold the monk.
"You, a monk, just peek at other girls, and you want to send them to the Shaolin Temple for the pleasure of you lewd monks? If the Buddha saw this, wouldn't he commit suicide in shame?" "It's your
business to catch the witch from the Western Regions, but if the witch from the Western Regions Therefore, it is not your great sin, great monk, to hurt us." "It is
your business to eliminate demons and defend the Tao, but don't bring trouble to us fish in the pond." "
..."
For a while, everyone was talking in a mess, Ningxia among them. He smiled triumphantly, like a fox who stole a hen.
"Master monk, my martial arts skills are not as good as yours. I just came to test your skills. Your skills are too good, so I won't accompany you." With that said, she raised the silver needles in her hands, turned around and twisted her
waist to face the crowd. Go over there.
But because she was so beautiful and had a nice voice, the crowd did not let her go.
After all, who would be happy for such a delicate beauty to leave at the drop of a hat?
Ning Xia couldn't help but sigh: "Great monk, they won't let me go, so I'll be offended."
As she said this, she raised her wrist lightly, and a ball of powder spread forward, turning into a ball of light green mist. , the people in front of him were unable to dodge, and were thrown into the air. All of them burst into tears, sneezed and ran away with their heads in their hands.
The big monk stood there, the little monk held his shoulders, and the two of them remained motionless.
"Don't worry, great monk. I'm not that murderous. These are just things that make people sneeze and shed tears. Thank you, great monk, for being compassionate and letting me, a witch, live." The great monk put one hand in front of him
. , and sang the Buddha's name: "I hope the girl will not let me meet you in a clean place next time." "
That's not necessarily true." Ningxia's voice came from far away, but this gorgeous girl from the Western Regions had already disappeared into the sea of people. .
It's obviously such a conspicuous dress.
The old monk sighed, put the young monk down, and the two of them continued to walk forward.
The young monk asked curiously: "Master, master, is this the kind of Rakshasa demon girl you are talking about?"
Rakshasa, evil Buddhist ghosts, all eat human flesh. Among them, the men are ugly and the women are beautiful.
The old monk shook his head: "This is a ghost in the world, not a Buddhist Rakshasa."
With that said, he pulled the young monk, separated the crowd, and walked forward step by step.
(End of chapter)