Sacrifice

When Bo Ye woke up, he felt something was wrong all over his body.

He leaned on the soft couch, his whole body was lazy, as if something had happened, but after a careful inspection, there was nothing wrong with his body.

When he was sleeping, he seemed to be dreaming.

In the dream, a pair of gentle hands stroked his whole body, like clouds, gentle and comfortable, so refreshing that he forgot everything.

According to previous experience, he should be having a dream.

Counting with his fingers, he is now 14 years old, which is indeed the age for having sex dreams.

A minute ago, he was still feeling emotional, and finally developed again.

After 1 minute, he was puzzled.

——He had a erotic dream but didn't have a nocturnal emission. What, what's going on?

Bo Ye thought for a long time, and his face became more and more ugly.

In other words, the hands in the dream were delicate and soft, white and slender, and they looked like women's hands.

With such hands, he, he didn't harden up! ! !

……This shows what? !

Puye suddenly remembered what Qingque said before going to sleep, could it be that because those hands were not Xiaohong's, they couldn't be hard?

Damn it! !

Bo Ye smashed the armrest beside the soft couch with a slap, his face was livid.

Even if he became a monk, he must have been sure that his sexual orientation was a girl before. Could it be that after becoming a monk... after watching monks for ten years, did he change his sexual orientation? !

Go bullshit! !

Then he thought of Teng Xiaohong again. Before, he used his partner's words to perfuse Qingque. He always thought that he and Xiaohong were family. Could it be that he fell in love with Teng Xiaohong by accident but didn't know?

calm!Be sure to calm down! !

Pu Ye began to calmly analyze his feelings.

He likes Teng Xiaohong?

Well, I like it, obedient, well-behaved, serious, cute, he really likes Xiaohong like this.

But this kind of liking is entirely based on family affection, and has nothing to do with the love between men and women, okay?

Moreover, Teng Xiaohong tugged on his sleeve every day to act coquettishly and cutely. He had always raised Xiaohong as his son, how could it become love between a man and a woman?

After figuring it out, Bo Ye let out a sigh of relief.

Then he frowned again.

Then why do you see a woman's hand and have a dream without nocturnal emission?

Has your sexuality really changed?

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Xiangwu walked in, "I heard a strange voice in the uncle's room, and thought that the uncle had woken up, so I interrupted rashly."

Bo Ye raised his head and stared fixedly at Xiangwu in front of him. After watching for a long time, he didn't feel anything.

——What is going on with him?Not interested in women?Not interested in men?What would that be of interest?

【Author: rattan=v=】

Xiangwu didn't know that the little master uncle in front of him was having some precept-violating thoughts in his mind, and said solemnly, "The benefactor Qingque came to look for the uncle before, but I stopped him, but the benefactor Qingque said something before he left. My nephew is uneasy."

The bodhisattva is clear, it is the phrase companion.

He said frankly, "I was still asleep when Qingque came, I heard what she said, nephew, don't worry, Xiaohong is like a family member to me, I don't think of anything else."

Xiang Wu's face suddenly softened.

"A few years ago when we parted ways with Qingque, Qingque insisted on marrying me. In a hurry, I had no choice but to come up with this bad plan, and asked my nephew to help me cover it up."

Comprehending it, he laughed, "So that's the case, it's because my nephew is worrying too much."

He looked at Boye's face, feeling a little puzzled, "Master's face looks much better."

Bo Ye lazily said, "Well, it's been a long time since I slept so well, what happened recently?"

Xiang Wu was even more puzzled. Although the face of the little master uncle in front of him was still pale, there was a hint of deep red. There was a faint charm between the brows, and there was a beautiful and elegant look between the lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes.

Xiangwu couldn't figure it out, so he could only say, "Xianxin Daoist has just arrived at Jiantai, and he has tentatively set a date for the meeting."

"When?"

"It will be early in the morning."

"Where is Brother Bodhisattva?"

"Uncle Bodhisattva went out and hasn't come back yet."

Bodhisattva waved his hand, "Since that's the case, I'll continue to retreat."

Xiang Wu blinked, looked carefully at the bodhisattva, moved his nose again, and sniffed for a long time, except for the fragrance of flowers, there was no peculiar smell.

Did he think wrong?

After pondering for a while, he said, "Uncle Master hasn't gone out since he arrived at Jane's Terrace. I'm afraid there will be no peace and quiet in the meeting tomorrow. If Uncle Master has nothing to do, you might as well go out and have a look around."

Pu Ye smiled faintly, "I don't have any friends, so why go around?"

"Uncle Shi can go to the nearby Fangshi to have a look, just to relax."

Bo Ye's heart moved. Since returning to the temple, he has never been to Fangshi again.

Seeing the movement of the Bodhisattva, he enlightened, "Master, you might as well take a few Prajna disciples with you. It's safer to have Master and Uncle to protect you."

Pu Ye laughed, this is the opposite!

But he also understood that Xiangwu was a good intention, and he didn't want him to stay in the yard all day bored, so he smiled, "In that case, let's go out tomorrow."

Early the next morning, Bo Ye took two disciples out to Fangshi.

Two disciples, one is Huiyuan and the other is Huishan.

Because Hui Yuan had known Bo Ye before, he let him follow him when they realized each other. Hui Shan is a disciple of Xiang Ruo. There is still a river map scroll in Boye's hand, and the three of them are walking together, so there is no danger of safety.

There was nothing to say along the way, and soon arrived at Fangshi.

When the three of them went out, Huiyuan and Huishan dressed as direct disciples of Wuyin Temple to serve. Puye took off his cassock and only wore a monk's robe with a tender top. Walking beside them, he was like a follower. When the monks around saw him, they all thought This is the disciple of Prajna from Wuyin Temple. No one thought that the tender monk would be the most talented disciple of this generation in Wuyin Temple, Bo Ye.

Huiyuan secretly speculated on Boye's complexion along the way, and when he realized that Boye treated him like Huishan, just as an ordinary disciple, he breathed a sigh of relief and behaved more calmly. Shan is more familiar with Bodhisattva, so after letting go, he spontaneously introduced Bodhisattva.

"The quality of this craft workshop is not bad, but to say the best, the small workshop in the east is more distinctive." Huiyuan smiled and pointed at the surrounding shops, "Master, you might as well tell me what you like. The spirit weapons used by the monks in Dongsheng are quite different from ours in Ximo, so it would be good to buy some and study them."

Hui Shan also nodded beside him, "Brother Hui Yuan is right, the medicinal herbs here are more complete than ours. If uncle Master wants to find something, you can also ask these shops."

Bo Ye looked at the bustling city, and smiled, "That's natural, you are the same, just say what you like, master uncle has nothing else, there are enough spirit stones!!"

Huiyuan and Huishan looked at each other and smiled, "Then we won't be polite!"

After wandering around the market for a long time, Bo Ye bought some materials to prepare for Fazhen's spiritual weapon. Huiyuan bought a few bottles of elixirs in a medicinal material store, and Huishan bought a pair when he passed by a clothing store. Gloves with special runes.

"The runes on this glove are quite exquisite. Most of the disciples in our temple use fists, so I just took it back and studied it."

Hearing the words, Bo Ye gladly paid =v=

Huiyuan's mouth twitched in the back, and Huishan smiled brightly.

In the afternoon, Bo Ye and the others ordered some fresh fruit at a hotel, sat down for a while, and planned to go back.

Just as he was about to leave Fangshi, Puye's eyes glanced inadvertently, and he saw a stall with various furs on it.

Bodhisattva's heart moved.

Speaking of which, he and Qingque met because of a white rabbit hat!

Recalling that when Qing Que came to him before, it seemed that the foundation had been successfully established, Bo Ye suddenly felt that he should send something to celebrate.

The women's hairpin in his package is very suitable, but thinking of Qinghu's ashen face, Bo Ye silently gave up.

How about... why don't you give her a cute hat?

Hey, it's better to go to the mundane world to buy things. The things in the mundane world are not worth anything. !

Thinking of this, he said, "Are there any villages and towns where mortals live near here?"

Huiyuan was taken aback, "If Yujian flies, the nearest village will take two hours. Why, master uncle wants to go to ordinary villages and towns?"

Pu Ye nodded, "I want to go and see."

Huishan thought for a while, "It's a bit late today, if Master Uncle wants to go, we'd better go and come back quickly."

"That's natural." Boye raised his hand and threw a message talisman, telling Xiangruo and the others that they would be back later, "I have already greeted my nephew Xiangruo, let's go!"

The three of them flew very fast, and two hours later, a small village and town appeared in front of the three of them.

Landing down from a distance, covering up the clothes on their bodies, the three of them walked into the village.

Because the clothes were ordinary and their faces were covered up, the villagers at most looked at them a few times, but there was no commotion.

"What is Master Uncle looking for?"

Pu Ye looked on the street for a long time, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he walked into a grocery store.

The grocery store looked bleak, with crooked signboards, and most of the goods were dusty. When the three of them walked in, there was a burst of dust, and the sound of rats squeaked. Huishan and Huiyuan frowned at the same time.

An old woman got up on crutches and walked over with difficulty.

Seeing the three monks, the old woman said in fear, "Three adults, I don't know, what's the matter?"

Bo Ye stared at a stack of shawls on the shelf, "Can I see that?"

The old woman's complexion changed, and she hesitated for a few seconds before walking slowly to the shelf. Seeing the old woman's difficult behavior, Huishan stepped forward and hugged the stack of shawls.

There are three shawls, one of which is made of fiery red leather with a pure coat color. Even though it is just a common beast, it looks very eye-catching. What's more, this shawl has fine stitches, and it looks like it is carefully sewn. Makes a nice gift.

Thinking of this, Boye's smile became brighter. He turned his head and looked at the old woman, "Ma'am, this shawl..."

Halfway through the speech, Pu Ye was stunned.

The old woman's complexion is vicissitudes, with layers of wrinkles, she can't see clearly, her cloudy eyes are full of fear, her body is bent, and her hand holding a cane is covered with thick calluses and frostbite. The blouse was of no color, the hem was tattered, and it looked as if it could be blown down by a gust of wind.

But these are not the reasons for Boye to be stunned.

It is a deeper, throbbing heartbeat, a call from the blood.

He spoke with difficulty, "Mother...?"