In the extraordinary world, I can only travel to the world of women

Chapter 272 Circle, Shaolin

The first news shocked the world.

The second piece of news shocked a circle in the world that had to be mentioned.

That's Fang Xing's original body——

【Ex-girlfriend circle】

People in this circle are spread across all major spheres of influence.

It reaches beyond the Great Wall in the north, Nanjiang in the south, Shenlong Island in the east, and Daxue Mountain in the west.

There are people in this circle in every first-class sect in the hinterland of the Central Plains.

It can be said that the scope is so wide and the number of people in the circle is so large that no other force in the world can surpass it except the official organization.

People in this circle have one obvious characteristic.

That means they didn't even succeed in each other's business!
Yes.

According to the view in this circle, in the process of interacting with Fang Xing, it was not that they were not succeeded by Fang Xing, but that they failed to obtain Fang Xing!

In the past, they could be regarded as sharing the same hatred and condemning the behavior of scumbag men.

But when someone chatted offline about daily life with Fang Xing.

Something is wrong.

Whether it's to save face or to be reserved.

From the failure of the confession that they didn't want to mention at the beginning, a group of people gradually discussed 'how to win Fangxing'.

time of these years.

Even though many of the 'ex-girlfriends' have married, they have not lost contact with each other.

In this circle, how to win the row has become an obsession that is passed down from level to level!

Countless 'ex-girlfriends' have let go of their love for each other and completely transformed it into a weird exploration.

It's like defeating the boss in an extremely difficult game instance.

Over the course of several years.

They exchanged letters with each other, trained homing pigeons, communicated offline, and gave each other ideas on how to get Fang Xing.

However, there is obviously a big problem with the development of this circle.

Fang Xing would never go to his ex-girlfriend, and the strategies they discussed would not be implemented.

It is also very inappropriate to teach other girls to use the negotiated method to win the row.

and so.

[How to get the lower row]

It is an unresolved historical issue in the entire circle, and all progress can only rely on the wisdom of future generations.

Just when so much time has passed, this goal is almost forgotten.

Suddenly, word came out that a woman had 'captured' Fang Xing.

How come this doesn't cause a shock!

Before the news spread throughout the world, countless homing pigeons had already flown over various cities, bringing first-hand news to some insiders.

Other than that.

In Shaolin Temple.

A girl with an extremely pure appearance and sparkling eyes put her hands together and walked into the main hall step by step.

The girl knelt in front of the futon and closed her eyes. You could see that her eyelashes were a little shiny, as if they had just been wet with tears.

Her lips were slightly open, and she didn't know what she was saying, but judging from her expression, it was clear that she must be full of piety.

This kneeling.

From the opening of the temple in the early morning to the sunset and moonrise.

When the temple needed cleaning and the monk asked her to leave, she didn't move at all.

The person responsible for cleaning the main hall today is none other than the Shaolin Temple warrior monk, a new generation of Shaolin Buddhists known as the masters of Zen and martial arts.

"Donor, it's already late at night."

"This place needs to be cleaned. If the donor still wants to worship the Buddha, he can go to the side room with the monks of the temple, and a meal will be prepared for the donor."

The Buddha spoke with a certain degree of solemnity.

Although he is young, he has seen too many people come here to worship Buddha.

Let alone kneeling for a whole day.

Even if they come every day, I have seen several people who have knelt for a hundred days in a row.

What you seek is either for others or for yourself.

Promotion, getting rich, seeking talents, asking for divination, seeking health and longevity, seeking a turn of events, changing one's mind, seeking refuge from disasters, some things that you can't let go of, or some things that you want to pick up again after you put them down.

There are all kinds of things in the world, and there are things to watch.

he knows.

Some people's concerns are in vain if asked and answered in vain.

Even if you have the answer in your heart, you may not follow that path.Therefore, not asking too many questions, not talking nonsense, and not causing trouble was his compassionate heart towards the many pilgrims.

The body of the girl kneeling on the futon trembled, like a thin willow blown by the strong wind, showing off her graceful figure as she swayed.

"Legs...legs are numb..."

"Can you help me up?"

The girl's hoarse voice obviously didn't match her beautiful temperament, but it made people want to ask more questions.

What on earth could have happened that made such a girl cry hoarsely?

Coupled with the timid crying, shy and needy voice.

How many men in the world are not tempted by this?
"Donor, although I am a monk."

"I also know that men and women cannot be intimate with each other."

Buddha is very calm.

He took a stick directly from the side and handed it over, which means you can use this as a crutch. Buddha himself didn't even have the desire to step forward to help.

[Red and pink skull, passing clouds and smoke]

【What can An do to me? 】

The girl took the stick silently.

Look at Buddha.

He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"Then, thank you?"

"You're welcome."

The girl held the stick and stood up tremblingly, her expression full of pain.

This expression.

Fozi said that he understood very well.

At that time, I was constipated and squatted in the toilet for two whole hours. When I stood up, I looked like this.

I held on to the water tank and waited for a long time.

It was only when he looked at his reflection in the water that he realized how ferocious his expression was at that time.

The girl walked slowly.

Little by little, step by step, move outward.

As he was about to reach the door, his feet suddenly felt weak.

【what! 】

The girl's body tilted and she fell directly towards Buddha.

Then it fell to the ground with a thud.

Three steps away from the girl who fell to the ground, Fozi asked with a concerned expression:
"Donor, are you okay?"

Girl: .........

"fine!!"

Although his expression was aggrieved and stubborn.

But Fozi always felt that the girl gritted her teeth when she said this.

When the girl got up from the ground.

As if by chance, his tearful eyes met Fozi's eyes.

At this glance, it seems like ten thousand years.

The girl's face suddenly turned red, reaching the root of her neck.

He hurriedly picked up the stick and asked others where the side rooms where the pilgrims lived were.

That way, it was like meeting your sweetheart, looking so awkward and shy without any preparation.

Before leaving, the girl secretly glanced at Fozi twice, her eyes wandering, as uneasy as a little mouse stealing oil.

Wait until the girl leaves.

Buddha clicked his lips.

The girl's eyes just now were truly one of the purest eyes I had ever seen.

It seemed that the expression in those eyes was so pure and flawless.

Can't even cover it up.

"Hey!"

"It reminds me of the little dog I had at home when I was a kid."

"At that time, its eyes were so pure."

"However, after it sneaked into the latrine to eat shit and still looked at me so innocently, I don't want to believe it."

(End of this chapter)