The water surface of the ancient well was still calm. Cizhou, dressed in white, stood there for a long time. Suddenly he heard a melodious song, and inexplicably remembered the other side of the world that he had glimpsed when he entered the gate of Jincheng.

Love knows that there is a complete small world, which evolves the human world's passions, lingering and pathos, stirring the soul, but does not want to step into it. After all, through the power of cutting off the chaos of cause and effect, we can see that there are ordinary people in this crazy world.

, the dynasty empire also has demons, ghosts, and vast supernatural powers, so it is really not a good place to go.

As the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall!

Cizhou thought for a moment secretly, and finally felt that he did not have the magical power to conquer demons and needed to think about it in the long run, so he stopped thinking about it, closed his eyes, and was still alone, in a state of deep concentration, standing in the ancient well.

on the water.

I don't know how long it took, but a rooster sang, which woke up the monk Ci Zhou. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the cardamom girl was still in his arms, sleeping soundly, and he couldn't help but smile.

The monk in black looked back and saw Li Huan, the blood knife lying on the bed, who had just woken up. The two looked at each other and greeted each other gently, as if they had known each other for many years and were familiar friends.

After a while, the broken monk Cizhou heard the sound of Xue Dao Li Huan getting out of bed. For some reason, the cardamom girl in her arms was alarmed. She stretched out her hand to rub the corners of her eyes and slowly opened her eyes. As soon as she raised her head, she saw the smile of the monk in black.

, and the nearby gangsters.

The girl couldn't help but feel a little shy, so she stood up in a panic. In a hurry, she lowered the clothes of Ci Zhou, the monk who had broken the precepts, and made it very messy.

At this time, Xuedao Li Huan had tacitly opened the door and walked out, letting the cool morning breeze of autumn blow into the room, blowing away the awkward atmosphere inside.

While the cardamom girl was busy preparing to light a fire and cook porridge, the assassin who was made without any capital had already disappeared. Perhaps he had changed his clothes, concealed his identity, and left the city early.

Thinking that without one person, she could face the "master" day and night, or even be alone with each other, the girl didn't know how happy she was. She peeked in the open and secretly, her eyes couldn't leave the seated man with red lips and white teeth.

A monk with a stable pregnancy.

The blazing firewood in the stove reflected her flushed face. She didn't know whether it was from embarrassment or a blush caused by the heat.

Cizhou, a monk who had broken the precepts, was arranging his clothes and found that the shiny black monk's robes turned white in the morning light. He was inexplicably moved in his heart, remembering that when he entered samadhi, he saved the souls of a group of undead children and gained the benefits of tens of millions of incense and faith.

Looking around, he did not ask where the body of the Jianghu guest who had been killed by his own hands last night was. He walked past the kitchen, glanced at the girl, nodded slightly, and then went out directly to the public well, drew water, washed his face and rinsed his mouth.

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In the alley, the neighbors on both sides knew that the girl had left the door ajar, and thought that the very attractive monk in white was her benefactor. They thought that he was a man from the world who pretended to be a monk. They knew that they would get angry if they disagreed.

When they started fighting, they felt a little taboo in their hearts and dared not get involved in words. They could only joke with each other and talk about anecdotes from the market.

Cizhou, a monk who had broken the precepts, was just about to catch a "tongue" and ask about what happened in Jincheng recently. When he heard the neighbors chatting, he calmed down and listened.

A market is a small society. An alley is a microcosm of the daily life of the people in the market. Public wells serve as a platform to attract early-rising residents to exchange news with each other. They are no better than those in teahouses, restaurants, hotels, and on the trails.

The news is much inferior.

"It seems that what happened in Yihongyuan has not spread yet. It should be because the relevant beneficiaries have jointly blocked it. From this point of view, the rumored pattern of many aristocratic families and various Jianghu gangs in Jincheng fighting without breaking through is quite good.

Stable. There will be no large-scale conflagrations due to interference from outsiders. Perhaps, I can take advantage of this and do something."

While chatting with neighbors, Cizhou, who was dressed in white monk robes, couldn't help but frown when he heard about the strange things happening in Luze Garden in the east of the city. He talked about the corpses in the coffins that were stiff but not rotting, the corpses turning into monsters, flying heads and sucking blood, etc.

Brows raised, ready to go and take a look.

Not long after, the girl boiled rice porridge and prepared some delicious side dishes. She leaned on the edge of the door and greeted the monk who broke the precepts. She said "Master" and the whole body was numb.

Only the white-robed monk Ci Zhou could ignore it, but the neighbors beside the well couldn't help but show expressions of color and spiritual enlightenment, and their hearts felt like they were being scratched by countless kittens' claws.

The monk who broke the precepts did not give any explanation. He even ignored the strange looks from the neighbors and walked in. He even raised his arms intentionally or unintentionally and used the sleeves of his monk's robe to cover the girl's natural beauty.

Both her parents were dead, and she had no relatives to care for her. She was also a knowledgeable person. With a twist of her waist, her light blue dress looked like open lotus leaves, and her enchanting figure accompanied the white-robed monk into the house.

The door slammed shut, shutting out a series of low-pitched scoldings such as "little sluts" and "roguish hooves". The broken monk remained indifferent. He held up the black pottery sea bowl with both hands and noticed a little dampness. He immediately understood that he had just been soaked in the water to cool down.

The rice porridge in the pot is probably not so hot that it will burn your mouth, which makes me feel sad.

However, Jincheng is facing many crises now, and there is a possibility of death. I am used to being alone. With many people around me and more worries, I am afraid that I will not be able to exert 50% to 60% of my ability, and it will even harm the girl around me.

Therefore, the white-robed monk Cizhou didn't say much, and drank a large bowl of rice porridge with crunchy pickles.

At this time, the girl was also eating her breakfast. She picked up the big bowl with both hands and brought it to her mouth. She looked at the monk with red lips and white teeth, who looked like the profile of a god or Buddha. She wanted to pounce on him, mouth to mouth, and make the word "Lu".

After eating breakfast, the monk who broke the precepts took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, looked at the cardamom girl's face, and sighed: "It's a pity that the poor monk has given up his life to Buddhism. The girl's kindness is appreciated. If there is an afterlife..."

The girl is also a person. As soon as she heard the words, she knew that this was probably a farewell. She couldn't help but feel sad in her heart, and even had a sad smile on her face: "You know that I leave the door ajar, but you don't mind that I am dirty?"

The monk in white shook his head: "Good, good! Monks don't lie! If there really is an afterlife, there may be a chance. However, this is just to help you get started."

"My little girl should repay the favor of saving her life by making a grass ring. Don't talk about the afterlife, just talk about this life! My benefactor doesn't want me to stay with you and serve you for a while."

The monk who broke the precepts couldn't help but show a faint murderous aura. The atmosphere in the room, which was originally warm from the fireworks of the human world, after a moment, made people feel like falling into an ice cellar.

"When a poor monk enters the world, he uses thunderbolt methods to show the heart of a Bodhisattva. He is always surrounded by murderous intentions, and I am afraid that he cannot even protect himself, let alone the people around him. Therefore, he persuades the donor with kind words and quickly gives up his delusional thoughts."

After hearing this, the girl couldn't help but cry angrily: "The implication is that you don't care whether I live or die! Well, since I don't have a stable life and no relatives or friends to rely on, I can only do things with a half-open door. You are satisfied too.

stop!"

"It's so good, so good! One drink, one peck, it's destiny! The troubled times have come, and the love between children is long, but in the end it's all in vain, how can it end?"

The monk who broke the precepts slowly stood up and walked directly to the door. The girl wanted to reach out her hand to persuade him to stay, but after all, she was afraid of the solemn treasure, so she just shed tears silently.

The monk in white stood in front of the door, hesitated for a while, reached into his sleeves, took out all the money he had collected from Yihongyuan last night, and put the money he got from the sheep gently on the ground before opening the door and going out.

The girl was heartbroken and knew that she could not stay. She wiped away her tears hard, raised her hands to greet her, and shouted in a feigned joy: "Guest, please go away slowly, I won't see you off!"

The monk who broke the precepts had just stepped out of the door. When he heard this, he couldn't help but startled, and then he quickened his pace and left.

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Chapter completed!