Chapter 1070 Become a Buddha with one thought (27)

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

Regardless, as if.

I don't care about anything anymore.

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 is there that soft body.

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

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

The water in the bath is warm, but compared to the temperature of his body at this time, it is 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.

He didn't get up until the body's desire gradually subsided, and put on the Buddhist robes again.

Lotus grows step by step, cold and dusty.

The second day.

The woman who changed into an elegant water blue tube top dress stood at the gate of Taiji 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.

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

The waiter had a problem in his mind, but he still obeyed obediently.

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

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

Sitting on a swing, swinging freely.

The water-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, fold your hands together, and salute.

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

She is thick-skinned, and she will come when she has time.

Do nothing, 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 eyebrows and salutes with lowered eyes.

"Amitabha, early almsgiver."

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

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

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 I'll just give you something to eat."

She watched him take it, and then twisted her fingers, as if 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)