Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The supreme god and Buddha with compassion slowly put down his beads, took the warm teapot with his slender white fingers, and poured the tea with lowered eyes.

His face was calm, his lips were brightly colored, and his voice was gentle, as if he was saying an extremely ordinary thing.

"Girl, I misunderstood. I didn't lie. I did not see the thief yesterday."

"." Yun Si's smile faltered.

Buddha poured the tea and slowly placed the porcelain cup filled with tea in front of her.

The fingertips are cold, like cold beads, pure white and holy.

He raised his eyes, looked at her with quiet and calm phoenix eyes, and asked lightly: "Is it possible that you stole something?"

".No."

Therefore, according to his logic, she was not considered a thief.

When the god servant asked, he would naturally say that he had never seen the thief.

It was an extremely powerful and rigorous logic that she couldn't refute.

"Then if the divine servant asks you if you have ever seen a woman wearing a green dress, will you say you have?"

she asked reluctantly.

The Buddha poured the tea slowly, his eyebrows were as cold as dust, and he nodded, "Monks don't lie, I tell you the truth."

"." She fell silent.

Well, it turned out that she was overthinking it.

The Buddha drank tea and twisted the beads again.

The slender white hands contrasted with the dark Buddhist beads, making his fingers look like jade, which was beautiful and extremely pleasing to the eye.

His empty eyes are light, his face is calm, his plain blue clothes are gentle and elegant, his body is filled with pure Buddha energy, and the fragrance of sandalwood is gentle.

Yun Si was silent for a while, and soon returned to her natural state. She put the chessboard in place with a smile. He held white and she held black.

"Little master, shall I go first?" she asked him deliberately.

"good."

A Buddha who is neither sad nor happy naturally does not care about these orders.

But Yun Si rolled her eyes, held a sunspot in her hand, and before she could drop it, she said with a smile:

"Little master, since we are playing chess, do we want to get some luck?"

"For example, what does the winner get?"

The elegant and indifferent Buddha put his hands together and raised his eyes to look at her quietly. His lips after drinking tea were brightly colored and extremely beautiful.

"What does the donor want?" he asked calmly.

Yun Si stared at him and raised her eyebrows, as if she had something to say.

But after a while, she just said with a natural expression: "I want you to copy a prayer for me."

"Please note that you copied it yourself, you cannot let anyone else do it for you."

Fo looked at her calmly, his eyes curved beautifully.

"good."

The warm and clear voice fell, as soft as the breeze.

So, the little elf was satisfied.

"Come on, get off!"

She didn't believe it, she couldn't beat him with Jiu Ge's tricks back then.

The first black stone fell, and then the first white stone also slowly fell.

The breeze came slowly, and the bamboo forest rustled in the depths. The fresh bamboo fragrance came with the wind, blowing the woman's long and smooth hair.

She wore a silver-patterned snow-colored gauze dress with hundreds of butterflies, her long hair was tied with a string, and a red hairpin was simply inserted into her temples, and a faint fragrance followed.

The refreshing fragrance made her look more prosperous and stunning.

She twirled the black piece and stared at the chessboard, seeming to be playing very seriously.

The elegant and quiet Buddha didn't say anything anymore, looking at the chessboard calmly. She made a move, and he followed immediately.

Only occasionally would his moves pause slightly.

The rhythm of twisting the beads was still unhurried and his expression was calm.

The two played chess silently, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.