Chapter 138: The overbearing queen conquers the unintentional holy monk 7

Xuanjing closed his eyes slightly, his expression still solemn, his earlobes are wide, his eyes are clear and his eyebrows are clear, and his skin is as delicate as jade and flawless. If it weren't for the monk hat on his head and the cassock, he would definitely be the best lover in the hearts of women in the world.

Shu Ange couldn't get a response, and after he was lost, he lightly opened his red lips: "The Buddha said: From love comes sorrow, from love comes fear, if you are separated from the lover, you will have no worries and no fear."

Xuanjing was indifferent, and Shu Ange took care of himself and said, "Gaye asked the Buddha, how can he be free from love?"

The sunlight passed through the Xuan window and sprinkled densely on the floor and on the two of them. Their shadows overlapped and lingered.

Shu Ange looked at the shadows of the two of them, and in his heart he only felt that this was everything in the world. Even though Xuanjing had no red heart, his shadow was forced to entangle with her.

"Master Xuanjing, aren't you curious about Buddha's answer?"

Facing Shu Ange's questioning, Xuan Jing's answer was only a dull wooden fish sound.

"Buddha said that there is no self, no one, no sentient beings, and no life, that is, those who are separated from love. Xuanjing, guess what Kaye asked again?"

After all, it is difficult to sing a one-man show with many people. Shu Ange stopped to talk, raised his eyebrows and asked Xuanjing again.

This time, he finally stopped the wooden fish in his hand, opened a pair of eyes with no joy and no sorrow, as if he had seen through ten thousand years, and said without any waves: 'Your Majesty, the poor monk sees that the Buddha does not see the world, and please let your majesty let the poor Monks come and go from place to place. "

Xuanjing never lied, and Shu Ange's bright, spring-like face was reflected in his eyes, just like looking at the wood and stone outside the window.

Shu Ange was not angry because of this neglect, but just asked: "Master Xuanjing converted to Buddhism since he was a child. You have never been in the world, so how can you say that you can't see the world. Master, you have a photo."

"Good, Your Majesty's house is kind-hearted, and he was the Ming Jun at that time, why bother with the poor monk."

Whether it was a refusal or a resignation, as long as Xuanjing was willing to speak, Shu Ange was still relieved.

In this way, in the face of the palace's persuasion, he chose to remain silent because he knew that those people could not control his fate. When facing the Queen, Xuan Jing would still insist on leaving.

"Master, are you willing to wager a game with me, if within three months, if I can't make you be moved, I will let you go. If within three months, if you are moved, it will be fine-- "

Shu Ange pursed his lower lip, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Return to the secular world and be my husband."

Before she met the system, Shu Ange would never have believed that one day she would spend all her time trying to make an eminent monk return to the secular world, and she would never believe that she would even pursue a man.

But now, she is doing it.

Xuanjing's eyes were clear, and she slowly shook her head: "Your Majesty, there are always good things in the world, and the poor monk is only a passing glance, and there is no way to be tempted and no way to gamble."

Shu Ange is about to be irritable. Does this count as her death before her apprenticeship? Xuanjing simply doesn't have enough oil and salt. No wonder Yun Wangyue failed to influence Xuanjing in his entire life.

She deeply doubted that Xuanjing only had Buddha in his heart, and he had no emotions at all. In his eyes, she was probably no different from those blue tiles and red walls.

No, maybe it's not as happy as the blue tile and red wall.

Just give up? That is absolutely impossible, Shu Ange bit her lip and looked at Xuan Jing, who had no ripples in her eyes, and made a decision in her heart.

Overlord slams the bow - she can't do it, but...

(But what, hee hee, let's take a guess. Today I was very tired from the car, so I woke up and got up to code.)