The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 112 Sadomasochism girl cannon fodder, she collapsed (7)

  The man was holding her waist, and his voice sounded like a breeze. It was so clear that it couldn't make people feel evil.

  Little Fox is actually a voice control, but after living for so long, he has never heard such a clean and ethereal male voice.

  She couldn't help but want to have a beautiful face to be worthy of such a voice.

  As soon as she raised her head, she saw the other person with worried eyes.

  That was indeed an extremely good-looking man. His appearance was such a rare beauty that Su Qinghuan had lived for thousands of years. His eyes were like crested eyes, but he did not have the fierce attitude of ordinary crested eyes.

  The man wore a simple white monk's clothing, with a string of small leaf red sandalwood beads in his hand. The whole person looked peaceful and indifferent, only a little cinnabar between the eyebrows was stained with red dust.

  Yaoshou, such a stunning and brilliant character, turned out to be a monk, too violent!

  ……

  Su Qinghuan blinked her eyes in disbelief. She never thought that she would be surprised by a monk. The main reason was that the holy and cold temperament was so rare that she hadn't recovered for a long time.

   "Fogcao, Tong'er, such a beautiful man, I have never seen such a beautiful man in the memory of the original owner?"

  "Liu Mei'er didn't include him in the harem with such a sacred book as "The Beautiful Men in the World Love Me". This is simply unscientific!"

  System 233 speechlessly helped her popularize science.

"Who said Liu Mei'er doesn't like him? This is a closed disciple of Master Liaokong, his dharma name is Zhanchen, and he is the person with the most wise roots in the generations of Buddhism. When I went to the Fanyin Temple to ask for "The Sutra of Yi Jin" , Liu Meier hit him on the head."

   "However, Zhan Chen is devoted to the Buddha, no matter how charming Liu Meier is, he can't be moved."

  "Master Liu Kong saw that Liu Mei'er was not coming from the right path, and he hooked up with his apprentice and asked Liu Mei'er to become a monk before helping her. How could Liu Mei'er be a nun? She could only run away dingy in the end."

  ……

   Just as a fox and a system were discussing Zhenghuan, Zhan Chen, dressed in a white monk's clothing, spoke softly.

   "Little son, are you okay? What troubles make you want to jump into the river? The little monk can enlighten you."

  "……"

Su Qinghuan suddenly felt that this monk was blind.

  Although she changed into a men's suit and her haircut is also a man's dress, she went out in a hurry, her face was not disfigured, but dusted a little, and she was so close, does the monk still consider her to be a man?

  The little fox regained his senses from the surprise and gave a light cough with a smile.

  "How did the master know that I was going to jump into the river?"

  The pleasant female voice sounded, directly indicating Su Qinghuan's identity as a woman, and suddenly the ear tips of the white monk's Zhan Chen's ears turned slightly red.

  As if throwing away the hot potato, he suddenly put down the hand resting on Su Qinghuan’s waist.

   "Ah, it turned out to be a female son."

  Because Liu Meier and others went to the Fanyin Temple to borrow the "Yi Jin Jing", Master Lekong calculated that this would involve the disaster of his own disciples.

   So Master Kong decided to let Zhan Chen come to this red dust for some experience, and told Zhan Chen to avoid women and not to move his heart.

  Zhan Chen thought of Master’s instructions, and took three steps backwards, putting his hands together in a Buddhist ceremony.

  "Amitabha, this female benefactor is good."

  Su Qinghuan saw that the young monk knew that she was a woman, so she backed away from the gestures, tilted her head and smiled innocently.

  "Master, I have long heard that the Master Zhanchen in the Fanyin Temple has approached him at a young age, but when I saw it today, the little woman knew that this rumor was simply false, and you are not qualified."

  Zhan Chen was taken aback, and a trace of doubt appeared on that handsome and cold eyebrow.

  "How does the donor know the monk's dharma name?"

  He obviously went down the mountain for the first time.

  Master said that the woman at the foot of the mountain is a tiger. There are many tricks, so beware. Su Qinghuan’s appearance does not look like a tiger, but a sly little fox.

  ……

   "The world rumours that you are the most wise young man in Buddhism in a hundred years. It's not difficult to guess, right?"

  Su Qinghuan casually found a reason to prevaricate his doubts, and then smiled and said.

   "Master knows why I said that your Dharma is not refined?"

"why?"

  Su Qinghuan originally planned to go to Jiangnan to find Master Kong to be a testimony. Now that he meets his beloved big disciple, of course, he has to get close.

  "It is said that the Buddha will save all living beings. If a man wants to jump into the river, you will take the initiative to get closer. After saving it, you will be caring. A woman who wants to jump into the river will not be able to avoid it after you save it. Doesn't this prove that your mind is not strong enough?"

  "Empty is color, and color is emptiness. There is nothing in the first place. Where does it cause dust?"

  "Men and women are all human beings. As long as Master Zhan Chen ignores me as a woman and treats me as an ordinary person to help, how can I be uncomfortable? Master Zhan Chen thinks I am right?"

  Su Qinghuan’s tone was earnest, but Zhan Chen was a little hesitant when she said it unexpectedly.

  The white-clothed monk looked blank, and he sighed in shame.

   "This... is indeed the little monk who is not good at the Dharma, and has not reached this state."

  ……

  The two chatted happily, the fast horse that had been tied to the willow tree pulled out the reins, and slid away in the blink of an eye.

Su Qinghuan's expression suddenly changed.

   "My horse!——"

  It was a sweaty BMW, she couldn't catch up!

Yesterday, Yun Miao and the others were walking on the official road, and they cared about Liu Mei'er's body. The speed was very slow, while Su Qinghuan rode a sweaty BMW and copied the trail, crossing three boundaries in one night. Now there is no horse. What to do?

  When Su Qinghuan was having a headache, the monk in white made a bee at her.

  "Amitabha, maybe that horse hits and misses the donor."

  "……"

  Seeing this person one mouthful and one female benefactor, Su Qinghuan's head grew big, and she spoke in an angry voice.

   "Someone has a name and a surname. My name is Su Qinghuan. Master, you can call me Qinghuan."

  Zhan Chen looked solemn.

  "Qinghuan donor."

  "……"

  Su Qinghuan convinced him, but when he asked for something, Su Qinghuan quickly had an idea.

  "Master, saving a life is better than building a seventh-level float. You and I are also destined to meet. I want to go to Jiangnan to participate in the martial arts conference. If there is an enemy who wants to kill me, can you **** me?"

  Zhan Chen swept through Su Qinghuan's gray brows and eyes, and the scars faintly exposed between his arms.

  In addition, Su Qinghuan couldn't think of "jumping the river" before, so he automatically made up a bunch of grievances and hatreds, and there was a little more compassion between his brows.

  "Yes, as long as the Qinghuan benefactor does not commit suicide, it is good to have a company. The master of the little monk is also there, so he should have a good relationship."

  ……

  Suddenly light rain began to fall in the sky. Seeing that there was a trend of heavy rain, Zhan Chen took the initiative to speak to Su Qinghuan.

   "I know there is a ruined temple in front of me, why don't the benefactors of Qinghuan let me go and hide for a while?"

  Su Qinghuan nodded.

  Su Qinghuan looked at this handsome and extraordinary monk and suddenly thought.

   "Tong'er, I forgot to ask your original owner's wish before. The original body is like a love brain. Isn't her wish really a popular boy?"

  (End of this chapter)