When the wind rang outside, it was obvious that Xu Feiqiong had stamped his feet and left.
The young woman smiled and continued to wipe the wind soul.
The wind soul is also funny to hear her Xu Feiqiong dialogue, and it’s even more strange to listen to this woman who keeps calling him to be a benefactor, but she can’t remember who she is.
Just then, the young woman rubbed her male part, and she was not afraid to rub it carefully, but she felt that the sensitive part was cool and refreshing. Although she was a monk, she looked beautiful and gave birth to a reaction at the moment.
Seeing that the thing suddenly "rose", the young woman turned to look at the wind soul and smiled, "Grace, you are awake."
The wind soul quickly sat up.
At the same time, there was a breeze blowing, but Xu Feiqiong swept in. "Is he awake?"
It turns out that Xu Feiqiong just deliberately made the wind and pretended to leave, but she still heard this girl say that the wind woke up for a while and didn’t think much about it, so she broke in.
The atmosphere suddenly became very awkward. Feng Soul sat there naked and didn’t know what he should do. Xu Feiqiong also stayed for a while and suddenly flew out with a red face. This time it was really flying away.
The wind soul hurriedly put his hand over the majestic thing, but it seemed that the young woman laughed before, not only didn’t mind, but found it interesting
Wind Soul guessed her origin at this time, so she looked at her and asked in a low voice, "Are you … Xiaohong?"
He hasn’t seen Xiaohong since Shicheng broke up.
Xu Xun, the true gentleman of Miaoji, took Xiaohong to Jiuyi Mountain and invited Yunguang Shenni in Fahua Temple to accept her disciple name Hui Hong.
At that time, the wind soul didn’t know that Jiuyi Mountain was Cangwu Mountain where Wang Miaoxiang lived. It was not until Wang Miaoxiang wanted to talk about him that he realized that it was such a coincidence. At that time, he also wanted to go to see Xiaohong with Wang Miaoxiang sometimes. But then the situation changed suddenly. When he first went to Jiuyi Mountain, it was also when Wang Miaoxiang was killed by Mrs. Ziguang in an icy lake.
When he finally got out of trouble, more than 300 years passed, and he was taken out of Cangwu Mountain by the blue chrysanthemum, which naturally would not have thought of looking for Xiaohong for a while.
He doesn’t know whether Xiaohong is still alive.
Unexpectedly, Xiaohong devoted herself to practicing Buddhism after she entered Buddhism, and she was able to prove the Buddha’s light in her limited ten-year life. Although she was far from being out of misery and entering the western paradise, she was neither old nor dead until now.
Although feeling in my heart, but the wind soul at this time, after all, naked and Hui Hong is a beautiful girl, so it is always difficult to be rubbed by her cloth. Hui Hong did not embarrass him, but she was still bent on scrubbing him. Even if the wind soul said awkwardly that she wanted to come by herself, she smiled.
Naifeng’s soul got up and thought about her while she was talking, and she knelt there like a human being to clean his mud.
The wind soul saw that although she was facing a naked man, she wanted evil, as if she were sitting in meditation and chanting sutras. She generally knew that she would take everything in her hands seriously and treat it as a true spiritual realm if she practiced her mind. She was not obsessed with scripture and was not afraid of being laughed at by others. I bloomed around like a lotus flower.
Looking back at that year, when the little girl was afraid of reappearing Hui Hong after being bullied, the wind soul actually gave birth to a feeling of shame. Hui Hong suffered more from childhood than he did, but she managed to do this with her efforts. After he got out of the ice lake, he gave up on himself day by day and wanted to escape everything.
It is the thought of Wang Miao thinking that he can’t help but feel sad. He smiled bitterly and sighed, "I really don’t deserve you to do this to me."
Hui Hong looked up at the wind soul and said, "If the wonderful fairy has a spirit, she will definitely tell Grace that it is unnecessary for Grace to feel so sad because of her departure. Will Grace still feel sorry for herself because of the wonderful fairy’s death?"
The wind soul froze where Hui Hong said, whether a person should be kind to another person is obviously something that only that person can be white, as if even if he knew that Wang Miao wanted him to feel sorry for himself, he still couldn’t help being sad.
Some things just don’t make sense.
Hui Hong added, "You are a wonderful fairy, but someone is sad because of your pain. Everyone knows himself. Naturally, I won’t advise you not to miss the wonderful fairy, but there is an idea I want to tell you."
"You say …"
Hui Hong wiped her body for the wind soul and said, "Grace Gong must have heard the story of King Saboda cutting meat and feeding it to the eagle, right? The eagle chased the pigeon. King Saboda would die if he looked after the pigeon, but wouldn’t the eagle starve if he saved the pigeon? So he was so upset and sighed, but no matter how upset and sighed he was, the eagle would still have to chase the pigeons because he was hungry, and the pigeons would still have to flee in fear. What’s the point of his distress and sigh? He cut his own flesh and fed it to the eagle, so the eagle was full of pigeons and escaped. King Saboda was sad and safe … "
"This … are you talking to me about Zen?"
"Of course not," Hui Hong said in a low voice. "King Saboda cut the meat and fed the eagle, but he made the eagle and pigeon safe, so everyone was happy and celebrated, and he finally became a Buddha. Zu Huihong naturally couldn’t compare the Buddha’s great compassion and great wishes, but I am now kneeling here to scrub for the benefactor. Maybe someone will say that I am a monk but I am shameless, and maybe someone will be wronged for me, but I can do my part for the benefactor, but I also like it in my heart. However, the benefactor has fallen into the street and been beaten and bullied by an official, and would
The wind soul suddenly a shock in my heart.
"You can’t make yourself happy or others happy and bitter, but you just have to suffer from it." Hui Hong put out her silk cloth and held her hands on her knees like that. "But there are always people in the world who have to make others sad when they suffer … how can such people not worry?"
"Little red …"
"Fei Qiongxian said that she was going to beat you when she brought him back." Hui Hong shed tears. "I really want to beat you up!"
The wind soul sighed and knelt down to look at Hui blush. "You fight."
Hui Hong saw that he was seriously tilting his face to make her laugh again.
Her pear-blossom dew-like smile made the wind soul move.
There is nothing wrong with this kind of heart and love desire
If anyone sees his heart and smiles on his face, but he still doesn’t care … then who is qualified to win the hearts of others?
The wind soul wears Hui Hong and prepares a set of clean clothes to come to the mountainside.
Sunset clouds cover the sky, and several maple leaves fall along the stream and slowly flow to the mountains.
A girl dressed in a dress swings her left sleeve by the stream, where a breeze occasionally blows and her skirt sleeves dance lightly.
The wind soul wants to speak behind her, but she doesn’t know what to say at the moment.
In 300 years, it is long enough to change a person’s mood and short enough to be just a dream.
The wind soul low call way "fly Joan …"
Xu Feiqiong suddenly turned around and stared at him. "What?"
The wind soul choked and thought, how can I know what I want if you ask me what I want? Besides, I’m just greeting you. Why are you so rude?