Fengsha Jiangshan

Chapter 85 Wilderness Ghost [7]

If one ignores the rotten air hidden in the scent of flowers, this place is really a fairyland on earth, but, it's a pity...

For a hundred miles, she walked around more than ten miles around, and there was no one around, let alone such a peach blossom forest that was blooming so well.

Chen Kong thought that Zhuge Canglan had been confused, "Little benefactor, all dharmas are empty..."

Zhuge Canglan smiled and said: "Then you also remember...color...is emptiness."

Jin Mi got out of her hair: "Sex... is emptiness, master, what is sex?"

Chen Kong immediately said, "You...don't teach children badly."

Zhuge Canglan rolled his eyes: "I haven't said anything yet."

While talking, the alluring female ghost, now she has changed into a peach-colored blouse, and the skirts are layered on top of each other, just showing peach blossoms.

Her long hair was rolled up, revealing a beautifully curved snowy neck. When walking, her body seemed weak and boneless, and with a twist or a swing, she could catch a man's eyeballs.

"The two of you have come from a long way, and the slave's house has prepared some food and drink. I hope that you two will not be disgusted. Please..."

She stretched out her hand in a gesture of invitation, her pink long sleeves fluttered like a fairy's feather coat, revealing a few onion fingers dyed with Kodan.

The woman's green onion fingers are red~the end of the sleeve is a touch of elegance, gorgeous peach red, taking advantage of those tender white onion fingers, it is particularly eye-catching.

The huge open neckline made it possible to see the roundness and softness of her chest without having to pay attention.

If it were someone else who had been coquettish for such a long time, his rationality would have already been rocketed to the outside of the Milky Way, so how could he stand still.

It's a pity that these two people are a 12-year-old girl and a... monk.

One is as cold as ice, and the other is incomprehensible.

Chenkong said politely: "I'm sorry..."

Zhuge Canglan squinted at him contemptuously, and walked towards the pavilion.

There is a stone table and four stone benches in the gazebo.

The stone table was filled with all kinds of delicacies, with all kinds of color and fragrance, and the fragrance got into the nose before getting close to it.

Zhuge Canglan took a look, frowned, and was about to sit down, but was stopped by Chenkong.

"Hey, there are petals on the stone pier, everything has spirituality, the little benefactor must not overwhelm it." Then he flicked the petals off the stone pier with his sleeve, and then let Zhuge Canglan sit down.

Zhuge Canglan laughed to himself, this monk just said that all things are empty, now he says that all things have spirits, it is really inconsistent.

Since everything here is empty, the petals are also empty, so why bother.

Thinking about it, it's mostly because of something tricky on the stone pier.

Two people and one ghost, after sitting down, a maidservant poured wine for the three of them.

"This is the peach blossom brewed by my family. It's not a good wine. Two distinguished guests, don't dislike it..."

Although the words were talking about two people, the female ghost's body still fell on Chenkong's body.

"Female benefactor, sit still..." Chen Kong's hand holding the sandalwood rosary was supporting the female ghost's arm.

The female ghost's expression changed suddenly, and she was ready immediately.

The moment I was held by the monk's hand, I felt a scorching pain, as if being burned by a fire.

But he is obviously just an ordinary monk with no cultivation base.

The female ghost looked down at the rosary in Chen Kong's hand, and understood in her heart.

Secretly thought, probably the rosary is causing trouble, damn it, with this rosary, how could she get close to the monk.

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