Cannon fodder senior sister, she is no longer a human being

In front of them were towering stone steps, comparable to those of the Sword Sect, and around her were people dressed in various attires praying for blessings, taking pious steps one step at a time. She was the only one who climbed up in a wheelchair.

When Yanyu arrived at the top of the mountain, someone had already learned that she was here and was waiting here.

A kind-hearted old monk made a Buddha salute with his hands: "Fellow Taoist Yan is here."

Pedestrians passing by paid attention and saluted, but soon the old monk led Yan Yu away from another road.

Arriving at a fairly spacious courtyard, Yan Yu stopped at the only stone table, and the old monk poured tea for her.

"Abbot, are you still doing this in a roundabout way?" Yan Yu took a sip of tea and said with a half-smile, completely seeing the old monk's true face.

"Where did Ying Yanshu hide?"

The abbot was not surprised that Yan Yu saw through it, but he still pretended to be ignorant: "What do you mean, fellow Taoist?"

"Did you really break in if you didn't tell me?" Yan Yu's expression was strange, and the harshness in her tone sounded both true and false.

In the end, the abbot didn't stop her, and seemed to let her go, but he didn't tell her the specific location.

This afternoon tea question seemed to come out of nowhere.

There are still some clues in the plot. There is a sentence that mentions that there is a forbidden place in Buddhism, saying that there are some secrets hidden in it.

Forbidden areas, forbidden areas, aren't they just for people to break into?

Yan Yu left the abbot's small courtyard and flew into the air and circled the Buddhist gate for a while, allowing her to find some clues.

It was quite deep, but she was extremely sensitive to the demonic energy. She immediately found a hole and she opened it and climbed in.

When you enter, your vision suddenly becomes dark. There is no danger at all, but the spiritual energy in the air is very thin and the demonic energy is stronger. It is a treasure for Yan Yu.

The same cannot be said for Ying Yanshu. If it weren't for the venom erosion, he would have reached the point where he was exhausted.

The abbot still wanted to test her, let her see this last look, and expose her to save him.

Since it was someone he had set his sights on for a long time, Yan Yu would not give up. When he found this charming and dazzling person, his cassock was already covered by the remnants of this place, and his face looked as if he was in a dream, as if he was about to leave.

The exposed skin color was paler than that day, but revealed a gentle and noble beauty. Yan Yu admired it for a while, and then the unconscious man on the ground spoke.

"Yan Yu, you're here."

After saying this, he stopped talking.

Yan Yu narrowed her eyes and sighed softly: "Since the plot was hatched, why did you run away on the verge of it?"

After saying that, she carelessly pulled the already thin man into her arms. While absorbing the demonic energy, she did not forget to rub the man's wrist bones, which were still smooth and delicate.

"When I see you, I feel happy. I don't want to waste my sincerity." Due to the dismemberment of the cumbersome body, Ying Yanshu's brows and eyes were active, his complexion was restored, and his earlobes turned red unconsciously. He was obviously a He looks like a beautiful person, but he is so innocent on the inside.

If it weren't for him, a bald monk, I really don't know how many people would be favored.

Yan Yu frowned, but there was still a smile in her eyes, but she wasn't really annoyed: "Oh? Did you plan it before we met for the first time? It's no wonder that you are suddenly so kind when you are a stranger."

"No, no, I didn't know how to face you at the time. I wanted to take you back to Buddhism, but all plans were messed up. I, I... you refused..." Ying Yanshu in his arms wanted to explain, but gradually Speechless.

"Yan Shu, Yan Shu, this is the name I gave you after an ancient poet," Yan Yu's eyebrows were filled with light. The only interesting person in front of her followed her into this world.

"What?" Ying Yanshu didn't understand Yan Yu's words at this moment.

"I read a novel at that time and said that I liked monks who were abstinent and bald. I didn't expect that you would actually follow up and become a bald man. Is that enough to satisfy me?" Yan Yu began to talk to herself, Ying Yan Shu's body The demonic energy was basically absorbed by Yanyu, and after a period of rest, he was full of energy again.

"Yan," Ying Yanshu finally felt something was wrong and stepped back a little. There was only a punch distance between the two of them, except that his hand, which was held by Yan Yu, had not yet let go.

"Oh, does it really sound like abstinence?" Yan Yu teased, holding on to one hand and raising the other.

His fingers traced the outlines on Ying Yanshu's face wantonly. Ying Yanshu kneeled down subconsciously, letting Yan Yu in the wheelchair raise her hand to touch him at a more comfortable angle. Her face was red, and her lips were shaking slightly. His eyelashes betrayed his uneasiness.