Cannon fodder She is targeted by yanderes in every dimension

Chapter 337 The Cannon Fodder Flower Demon of the Abstinent Buddha 9

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"Donor, please don't forget that you two were the ones who lured the spider monster here."

Chu Wuxu did not show any anger because of Dong Zhiyi's words. He just held the Buddhist beads in his hand and looked at the two of them calmly and said:

"Before, there was no demon coming up the mountain because of the Buddha's blessing. Now that the spider demon has been chased here by the two of you, it has no choice but to hide in the mountain."

"But I, we..."

Dong Zhiyi's face turned red and she stammered, unable to say an explanation. It seemed that it was indeed their fault.

Mu Xun's face looked a little solemn as he recalled the time when he first encountered the spider monster.

That was the second monster Dong Zhiyi encountered after he ran away from home and chased him down, saying they wanted to subdue monsters together.

At that time, Dong Zhiyi was not used to staying in the mountain inn, and insisted on staying in a good guest room late at night. When he was passing through the woods, he found a spider monster resting on a tree.

She took the talisman and wanted to deal with one or two, but her skills were too shallow and she angered the spider demon. Fortunately, Mu Xun arrived in time.

"Since you have led me here, it is up to you to end it on your own. If you want to find it, you can ask other monks in the temple for help."

Chu Wuxu said lightly, then slowly closed his eyes and slowly turned the Buddhist beads in his hands.

He is not so idle that he is willing to clean up other people's troubles.

In addition to him, there are also high-ranking monks and martial monks in the temple. If the monster really does something against the will of heaven and earth, they will naturally not tolerate it.

"In that case... then we won't bother you anymore. Goodbye."

Mu Xun took the lead in bowing, and Dong Zhiyi followed his example and bowed as well.

To be honest, his demon-subduing skills were too weak, otherwise he would have been able to get rid of the monster in Nan County and would not have to chase it all the way to Putuo Mountain.

Since it was their negligence that day, let them catch it themselves.

Besides, there had always been a gap between the Shushan demon-killing Taoist lineage and the Buddhist temple lineage due to their different philosophies, and the Bodhi Temple was already showing tolerance towards them by allowing the two of them to stay temporarily in the temple.

Yun Wu just walked over with a porcelain cup in her hand, and met Mu Xun and Dong Zhiyi who had just walked out of Chu Wuxu's meditation room.

It was now night, Bai Yu and Ye Yu went back to the front wing. Yun Wu, a demon, was inevitably a little nervous facing the demon-slayer Taoist priest.

"Master Mu, Miss Dong..."

She lowered her eyes and leaned forward slightly and said, her face was charming and beautiful under the moonlight.

Mu Xun was distracted for a moment, but quickly came to his senses and raised his hand to return the greeting.

"Miss Yun."

Yun Wu was afraid that if she stayed in front of them for too long, they would discover her identity, so she immediately carried the porcelain cup and walked towards Chu Wuxu's meditation room.

Mu Xun frowned slightly as he looked at Yun Wu's departing back, not knowing what he was thinking.

Dong Zhiyi jumped up angrily and hit him on the head, hugged his arms and said:

"You're still looking at me even though I'm gone. Isn't it enough to look at me every day?"

"Don't mess around."

Mu Xun frowned, clenched his fist and cleared his throat twice, still looking away somewhat unnaturally, and explained:

"When I saw Miss Yun, I remembered what Ye Yu said today. She had a miserable life. It was inevitable that it was not good for a woman to live with Wuxu Buddhist..."

"The Buddhist disciples have no objections, why do you care so much? Humph."

Dong Zhiyi snorted twice, with a bit of arrogance in his eyes, and then speculated and said:

"But the Buddha does treat her differently from others. Could it be that she is the old lover of Wuxu Buddha?"

Dong Zhiyi touched his chin and said, just when he was about to ask Mu Xun's opinion, he turned around and saw that he had already walked quite a distance away.

"Axun, wait for me!"

Dong Zhiyi hurriedly ran after him, holding his heavy sword.

Meanwhile, in Chu Wuxu's Zen room, Yun Wu walked in holding a porcelain cup.

Chu Wuxu was sitting on the couch in front of the desk, copying a book. He keenly smelled a faint lotus fragrance and then raised his head.

"I made some lotus water. Buddhists, drink some to refresh yourself..."

Yun Wu said as she walked over diligently holding the porcelain cup, sat down on the couch, and opened the lid of the small teacup.

The water inside was at the perfect temperature, neither too hot nor too cold, and a complete lotus petal was floating on it.

Yun Wu didn't search too much this time, but she took a whole piece of petals from the original lotus.

This way she could feel a little comforted, and she hoped that when Chu Wuxu knew the truth in the future, he would not be too angry because he gave him water to drink with the lotus petals of her original body.

"Thank you."

Chu Wuxu said, then raised his hand holding the teacup, his eyes rested on the petals for a moment, then he opened his thin lips and took a sip.

An even stronger fragrance lingered between his lips and teeth. His eyes darkened and he couldn't help but drink two more sips.

Yun Wu looked curiously at the half piece of rice paper that Chu Wuxu had copied. The words written on it looked very neat, but...

She was not very literate, but she could recognize a few big characters from occasionally hearing the monks chanting scriptures in the temple.

Yun Wu pointed her finger at a certain column of words on the rice paper and murmured:

"I owe you something..."

"It is I who wish to save the Buddha."

Chu Wuxu said, he raised his hand and placed it on the rice paper, his broad hand formed a sharp contrast with Yun Wu's fair and delicate hand.

"This word is pronounced 'yu', not 'q'."

"I understand, I understand..."

Yun Wu nodded, and when she withdrew her hand, she accidentally touched Chu Wuxu's fingers.

She didn't notice it, but Chu Wuxu's body paused for a moment, then he slowly withdrew his hand.

"It's night time, go back and rest."

"No, no, can I stay here and watch you copy the scriptures? I can grind ink for you and serve you tea and water."

Yun Wu said as she lay on the edge of the table, holding onto the table leg and refusing to let go, as if she would refuse to leave unless he agreed.

Chu Wuxu did not say anything to stop him, but just picked up the pen and continued to copy the scriptures quietly.

The cicadas outside the window were chirping as Chu Wuxu finished copying today's portion of scriptures.

Turning his head, he saw that the little lotus demon who had said he would help him grind ink had fallen asleep on the table.

She was still holding the inkstone in her hand, with a little ink stained on her fair cheek. She seemed to be sleeping soundly with a steady breathing.

so cute.

Chu Wuxu put down the brush and first moved the inkstone in Yun Wu's hand aside to avoid dirtying her clothes.

He then took out his handkerchief from his sleeve and was about to use it to wipe the ink off her cheek.

Suddenly there was a pause.

Chu Wuxu felt that as a Buddhist, he shouldn't be like this...but since she appeared, he has broken many exceptions.

"That's all..."

He muttered to himself, then took the handkerchief and gently wiped the ink off her face.

However, looking at her pink lips, when I got closer, I could smell the subtle fragrance of lotus flowers from her body...

Chu Wuxu lowered his eyes and his color was deep, but he quickly wiped away the small drop of ink, but he still did not retract his hand.

I don’t know why I thought of last night’s dream, and suddenly I had more thoughts in my mind.

I want to fall into the mortal world and hold her in my arms, and make her cry like in the dream, and it would be best if I could use a forged iron chain so that she can't escape.

Chu Wuxu's sinister thoughts came to an abrupt halt. He clenched the handkerchief and pursed his thin lips.

"Shouldn't, shouldn't..."

Suddenly, he had approached as if possessed by a ghost, and the Buddhist disciple with a cinnabar mole on his forehead moved closer to the sleeping face of the little lotus demon.

The pink lips were close at hand, his eyes were cold and deep, and his large palms were clenched.

At this moment, the little lotus demon who was sleeping soundly suddenly opened his eyes slowly.

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