Fast Transmigration: Non-Toxic and No Heroine

Chapter 230 Converting to the Egret ([-])

"It's late at night, it's time for the donor to go back to his room and rest."

Li Jing smiled: "Little monk, I followed all the way here alone, and you treat me like this?"

"Forget it," Xu Kong turned around, "If the benefactor likes this place, then the poor monk should sleep elsewhere tonight."

She watched him leave, and did not call him back in a hurry, but took off her clothes and lay on his bed with a smile on her face.

There are some things that can't be rushed, she can spend time slowly.

Li Jing lived in Yuan'an Temple like this, and occupied Xukong's room openly. Every day she would either write or draw in the room, or pester Xukong to read sutras or tell her stories, although she would fall asleep every time.

The little novice who arranged for her to stay became acquainted with her during this time, and asked him quietly: "Female benefactor, why do you live in Master Kong's room?"

She lazily leaned against the tree: "Because his room is comfortable."

"Then why do you pester Uncle Kong Kong to recite scriptures for you every day? Every time you fall asleep, you don't seem to like listening to it." He asked again.

"You don't understand," she looked at him meaningfully, "I can fall asleep listening to his voice, which means that his voice makes me feel safe, and I can fall asleep peacefully."

The little novice touched his bald head suspiciously: "The benefactor has been living here for a month, won't you go home?"

"Come back, and I'm going to take your Master Uncle Kong back home."

The little novice stared wide-eyed in surprise: "Why did you take Uncle Kong back home?"

"Haha, you little monk has a lot of problems, of course you have taken him home to be your husband!" She smiled freely.

"Master Uncle Kong has already become a monk. He won't marry a wife. You better find another marriage, benefactor." He comforted him seriously.

She seemed to think about it, and said, "Well, how about you tell me something about the void that I don't know, and I'll think about going home?"

"Why?" The question in his mind blurted out.

"Don't worry about so many reasons. If you don't tell me, I will stay here forever, pestering him, and making him have no intention of practicing."

"You are so vicious."

"..." No, you are too stupid.

Seeing her serious expression, the little novice hesitated a little.

"Let's talk about it first, keep things a little more secret, otherwise I won't count what I said." She added.

He scratched his head: "Secret matter? I seem to have heard the abbot and Uncle Kong Kong say that Uncle Kong Kong seems to have a marriage with his fingertips as a marriage, but since Uncle Master has become a monk, it should be countless?"

Her eyes sank slightly: "Okay, you can go."

"When will you leave, the benefactor?"

"Don't worry, I will leave within a month."

The little novice left happily.

Li Jing raised her eyes and looked at Tuanzi in the air: "Why didn't I hear you mention that he had a marriage with his fingertips?"

"That's not important." It shook its body, "The family he was married to because of Liang Han's disappearance, fearing that his daughter's happiness would be missed, married her long ago."

"Ok."

Otherwise, I really don't mind.

I don't know if he had a good time with others when he lost his memory.The thought of him being with someone else when she didn't know it made her uncomfortable.

"Jingjing, Liang Han will take a bath in the hot spring in the back mountain tonight, do you want to take this opportunity to do something?"

"Tuanzi, I am so lucky to have you."

Tuanzi: "?"

That night.

There is a cool breeze and the moonlight is boundless.

Kong Kong came to the hot spring, took off his clothes and prayer beads, and slowly entered the water.

The hot spring water just submerged his chest, and his bald head and that white skin seemed to glow faintly under the moonlight.

There was a sudden shaking in the water, and Li Jing popped out of the water, her tulle was soaked tightly against her body, and the picture under the tulle was unobstructed.

Seeing her triumphant smile, he turned around very quickly, clasped his hands together: "Amitabha."

"Hee hee," she walked slowly behind him, clung to his body as if there was nothing, and stroked his back with one hand, "Little monk, if you run ashore at this time, you will definitely be killed by me." Take a good look, if you don't go ashore..."

He walked ashore without hesitation.

She grabbed his arm and let out a pleasant chuckle: "Is it because you are so anxious to escape that you are afraid that you will not be able to control yourself?"

"Benefactor, why do you do this?" He stood still, but didn't turn his head, his voice was calm and calm, "The poor monk has no desires, so why bother to waste so much time on me?"

She wrapped her hands around his waist, feeling his firm and comfortable body, and slowly leaned her head on his back, her voice was low: "How do you know that I'm wasting time instead of enjoying it?"

"Kyoto is full of flowers, what enjoyment does the benefactor have when he comes to this small temple in the remote mountain?"

"Naturally enjoy you."

"..."

Kong Kong closed his eyes and began to chant sutras.

Her eyes flashed slightly, and she held him with one hand, while the other slowly slid down.

A hot hand held her restless hand: "Donor, enough is enough."

"I don't."

The two competed secretly in the water, and in the end she was slightly better, grasped his hardness, and smiled ambiguously: "Little monk, your body seems to be more honest than yourself."

He opened his eyes, shook her away with his internal force, and landed on the shore in the blink of an eye, picked up his clothes and hid behind the tree.

Her lips were slightly hooked, with a smile in her eyes: "Little monk, are you going to leave like this? Then I will go back to the monastery wet like this, and I don't know if I will meet other lovely monks on the way, hehehe .”

In a short time, he was fully dressed and walked to the shore: "Benefactor, go ashore."

She didn't continue to embarrass him, she flew ashore and stood beside him: "Little monk, are you angry?"

"The benefactor is too worried, offended." He put his hand on her shoulder, and the warm inner force came from his palm.

This is to dry her clothes.

She looked at him with a smile, as if accepting his kindness.

However, as time passed bit by bit, her clothes were still wet and dripping, as if his inner strength hadn't worked at all.

He looked at her calmly: "The benefactor."

"Huh?" She looked back at him innocently, "What's the matter?"

He withdrew his hand, sighed, took off the cassock and put it on her:
"It's late at night, the benefactor should go back and rest early."

"Soaked in water for too long, it seems that my legs are a little weak."

"..."

"Hey, little monk, why don't you carry me back?"

"The benefactor should rest for a while before leaving."

"Ah--" She shivered slightly as if she had caught a cold.

"..."

Void finally picked her up.

She leaned on his shoulder and whispered in his ear: "Hey, little monk, are you still hard there?"

He walked steadily and did not respond.

"Little monk, if you are with me, I will forgive you for killing me in the previous life, how about it?"

"Sorry, benefactor, the poor monk can't do it."

"Humph."

(End of this chapter)