Female supporting style is wrong

Chapter 565 Misunderstanding Buddha (59)

What are you doing?
What good?

Ji Ge was stunned for a moment, and stared fixedly at Ji Kong for two seconds before confirming that the boy that Ji Kong said was referring to him.

The celestial fox bared its teeth ferociously.

Guai shouldn't be used to describe a big monster like her, it should be a word like majestic and dignified.

The fox broke free from his embrace, bared its teeth and claws, trotted aside, and used its paws to push aside the blades of grass that wrapped the grilled fish, revealing the grilled, burnt and fragrant fatty fish.

Buddhist cultivators can't get dirty, so Jikong just watched Jige eat, the boy supported his arms, his wide sleeves slid down and piled up on his elbows, like layers of clouds, and the cuff buttons were embroidered with light silver dark patterns, which lined the skin Like Xue is slender and fair, with slender and beautiful knuckles and slightly braced phalanx, showing a somewhat jade-like visual sense.

"In two months, it will be the conference on Zen," Ji Kong said suddenly, and said softly, "I will take you with me."

Ji Ge raised her head, her mouth was a little oily, and the boy carefully wiped it off with a handkerchief.

"why?"

"The prize for this year's Zen Conference is a Nine-Turn Yuan Yuan Pill, which is good for your injuries."

After Jikong finished speaking, he didn't wait for Jige's answer for a long time.

The young man looked at her suspiciously. After a while, Tianhu slowly raised his head and said in a low voice.

"Jikong, in fact, you don't have to be so nice to me."

Ji Ge had a serious face, Ji Kong didn't quite understand how he saw the serious expression on a fox's face, and scratched her slender and beautiful fox ears.

The soft and velvety fox fur spreads gently in the palm of the hand, like a group of flying catkins floating in spring.

"No way, who asked me to pick you up from the wild."

"Since I picked it up, I have to be responsible to the end."

Ji Ge sighed: "Unfortunately, you are a Buddhist cultivator."

She said very seriously: "Otherwise I should have misunderstood that you have taken a fancy to me."

"That's really a pity."

The young man narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly.

Whether two months is long or not, whether it is short or not.

Excluding half a month of traveling time, the time left for them is actually not very abundant.

The Zen Conference is a unique competition for Buddhist cultivators. It is somewhat similar to the competition between sword cultivators, except that they are competing for their understanding of Buddhism.

"The winners of every conference on Zen are Buddha disciples." The cat demon said with a proud face.

Ji Ge was lying on the grass basking in the sun, a cluster of snow-white foxes stood out against the green grass, like a fluffy and light dandelion.

The sun made the fox lazy, and he didn't pay much attention to hearing it.

"Then he's great."

"Yes," the cat demon clenched his fists: "My owner has always admired him."

Ji Ge bowed his head, a little distracted.

Ji Kong, as others call it, is a Buddha who is admired and admired by the world. Everyone firmly believes that he will be able to attain Buddhahood, and the future will be calm.

Can't destroy him.

Ji Ge thought to himself.

The conference on Zen was presided over by Master Mingyuan, the elder of Jingchan Buddha Temple.

The location is in a small space, fearing unnecessary troubles, the abbot purposely concealed Jige’s breath before leaving, so in the eyes of others, Jige is a spirit beast raised by Jikong, and there is no way to follow Jikong admission.

It was not difficult for Ji Ge to wait outside the small space.

The little disciple sent by Jingchan Buddha Temple to entertain the guests gave her a plate of spiritual fruit to feed the spirit beast.

The fox demon took one bite at a time, eating absent-mindedly, her gaze fell on the entrance of the small space.

The conference on Zen had been going on for three full days, and Ji Kong came out surrounded by people. The young man lowered his eyes slightly, looked at Ji Ge obediently lying on the brocade mat, and breathed a sigh of relief.

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(End of this chapter)