Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1070 One Thought Becomes a Buddha (27)

As crazy as a storm, on the lotus platform, such a holy place, doing entanglement.

Regardless, it seems.
Don't care about anything anymore.

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The Buddha opened his crimson and empty phoenix eyes in an instant.

In front of the bathing platform, water mist lingers.

The sandalwood is still there, peaceful and safe.

There is no attractive floral fragrance, nor that soft body.

There is nothing, only the string of cold beads, and the coolness of the room.

The Buddha lowered his long eyelashes, his chest heaved slightly, and his breath seemed a little messy.

The water in the bath was warm, but compared to the temperature of his body at this time, it was like ice water, slowly calming him down.

He sat quietly for a long time, his delicate and indifferent eyebrows and eyes were still neither sad nor happy, neither desire nor desire.

When the physical desire gradually subsided, he got up and put on the Buddhist robe again.

Lotus grows every step of the way, cold and dusty.

Day two.

The woman who changed into an elegant water blue tube top dress stood at the gate of Tai Chi Palace with a smile again, and greeted the waiter who came to open the door.

The beauty is delicate and charming, with an alluring appearance, and the water blue dress is dotted with scattered lights, just like the stars in the sky.

The waiter blinked again, and stood behind the door in a daze for a while.

But soon, he came to his senses and hurriedly invited her in.

Ananda's waiter said before that if this fairy came to visit, he would welcome her in without asking the Venerable first.

The little waiter had some disagreements in his mind, but he still obediently obeyed.

So, after welcoming her in, the waiter led her to wait in the courtyard first, and then he went to pass the news.

While waiting, Yun Si cast a spell at random and hung a swing from the tree.

Sitting on a swing, swinging freely.

The aqua blue skirt is beautiful and conspicuous under the green shade, like a dancing butterfly.

The leaves on the tree swayed with the movement of the swing, making a rustling sound.

The light and faint flower fragrance seems to have drifted out, lingering in the shade of the tree, it smells light and tight.

Yun Si waited for a while, and then saw the plain white figure.

The Buddha is beautiful and clean, walking steadily, standing there, looking at her quietly, his eyes are empty and unclear.

Yun Si was swinging on the swing, blinked, and jumped off the swing neatly.

Clap your hands, run over with a smile on your face, put your hands together, and salute.

"Hi, little master, I'm here again."

She is thick-skinned and comes when she has time.

Don't do anything, just chat with him, play chess, or drink tea.

Well-behaved, people can't fault it at all.

The Buddha, who is as cold as a lotus, has peaceful brows and salutes with lowered eyes.

"Amitabha, good morning benefactor."

Indifferent and delicate eyebrows and eyes, no emotion, no different from usual.

Yun Si looked at him, and then flipped through the small cloth bag she was carrying in front of him.

He took out a small cloth bag from inside and handed it to him.

"Little master, that...you gave me a gift yesterday. I went back and thought about it, and I still think I should return the gift."

"But you are a monk, you don't need anything, you don't need anything, and I don't know what to give you."

"So I thought about it and decided to give you something to eat."

She watched him take it, and then twisted her fingers, seeming a little embarrassed.

"Although...the appearance may be a bit poor, but I tried it, and the taste is still good, so I hope you don't mind its appearance."

(End of this chapter)