After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 639 The compassionate Buddha nature is irresistible
That melody was Yin Jiuqing's favorite in the past, without romance.

When the sound of the piano is intense, it is like ten thousand horses galloping; when it is magnanimous, it is like a bright moon and a breeze; when it is elegant, it is like a jade spring flowing down;

Yin Jiuqing's eyes fell on him faintly, the little monk frowned lightly, and a slight worry appeared on his overwhelmed cheeks, which added to his originally surprisingly beautiful appearance a feeling of pity. .

After the song was over, Li Cang raised his eyes and met her slightly bewitching eyes at a glance.

His heart beat violently.

In countless dark nights, he told himself over and over again under the ancient Buddha of the green lamp, to break away from debts and love, and to believe in the cycle of cause and effect in the world.

Bury her deeply in my heart, and never see her again in this life.

But the moment he saw her, he knew that his practice these days was really not worth a glance from her.

In front of her, he was completely defeated.

He knew he shouldn't, he knew he couldn't, but he really couldn't control himself.

It was as if he had taken Wushi powder, he was addicted to drugs and couldn't extricate himself.

He is a disgrace in Buddhism, not worthy of the respect of the common people.

But everything, when she glanced at him, she knew that this was the feeling of being alive.

"Little monk, you have a lot of things on your mind." Yin Jiuqing uttered a sentence softly. He was just like what Chongyang said, and when people looked at him, they would feel distressed.

It looked whiter than the cold dew, as if approaching him was a kind of blasphemy.

Li Cang's eyes flickered slightly, "Everything is fine, little monk."

He murmured out a sentence, as if to comfort himself, and also to comfort her.

Yin Jiuqing waved his hand casually, "It doesn't matter if you are good or not, you came here just to play the piano for Bengong to listen to?"

Before Li Cang could speak, she added, "Actually, I don't like listening to the piano."

A look of astonishment flashed across Li Cang's eyes, "Yuan, don't you like it?"

Yin Jiuqing nodded, she really didn't like it all the time.

With this time, she would rather use it to sleep and practice arrows.

Li Cang lowered his head, all emotions were intertwined and filled his heart.

From her eyes, he couldn't see the slightest love, and he was as indifferent as treating a stranger.

He staggered back a step, his face extremely pale.

"Little monk, leave." He spat out four words in embarrassment, turned around stiffly, and left with limbs like wreckage.

If there is anything in this world that can affect his emotions and control his heart, then it is Yin Jiuqing.

……

That night, Yin Jiuqing slept soundly.

Early on, he led the army to attack again.

But she didn't expect that the little monk would come again, dragging his wounded body, standing in front of the formation neither humble nor overbearing, looking at the front as if his eyes were out of focus.

Unusually stubborn.

Yin Jiuqing stood on a high place, looked at him expressionlessly from a distance, and gradually became fascinated.

After a while, Shan Shan coughed lightly, "My lord, what are you looking at?"

"Little monk."

"See anything?"

Yin Jiuqing nodded, and said thoughtfully, "He has a temperament that is different from ordinary people."

Hearing this, Chongyang frowned, "What kind of temperament, why didn't the subordinates notice it?"

Yin Jiuqing's eyes still fell on him, and her bright red lips said softly, "Handsome face, compassionate Buddha nature, it is irresistible."

(End of this chapter)