If you ignore the rotten smell hidden in the fragrance of flowers, this place is really a paradise on earth, but it is a pity...

She walked around for more than ten miles for a hundred miles, but there was no one around, let alone such a peach blossom forest in bloom.

Chenkong thought Zhuge Canglan was deceived, "Little donor, all methods are empty..."

Zhuge Canglan smiled and said: "Then you also remember... color... is emptiness."

Jin Mi emerged from her hair: "Color...is emptiness. Master, what is color?"

Chen Kong immediately said, "You... don't teach the children badly."

Zhuge Canglan rolled his eyes: "I haven't said anything yet."

While talking, the charming female ghost has now put on a peach-colored Luo shirt, and the skirt is layered, just like a peach blossom.

Her long hair is pulled up, revealing a gracefully curved snow neck. When she walks, her body seems to be weak and boneless, twisting and swaying to make a man's eyeballs go away.

"You two have come from afar. I have prepared some food and wine. I hope you don't dislike it. Please..."

She stretched out her hand in a gesture of invitation, her pink long sleeves fluttering like a fairy's feather coat, revealing a few onion-dyed fingers.

The woman's onion fingers are red~ The end of her sleeves has a touch of elegance, a gorgeous pink color, and those tender white onion fingers are particularly eye-catching.

With her wide open neckline, you can see the round and soft shape of her chest without even trying.

If it were someone else who had been showing off for so long, his rationality would have been rocketed to the outer reaches of the Milky Way, where would he still be able to stand still?

It's a pity that these two people are a twelve-year-old girl and a... monk.

One is as cold as ice, and the other is incomprehensible.

Chen Kong said politely: "Thank you..."

Zhuge Canglan glanced at him with disdain and walked delicately towards the pavilion.

There is a stone table and four stone benches in the pavilion.

The stone table was filled with all kinds of delicacies, all delicious and fragrant. The aroma penetrated your nose before you even got close to it.

Zhuge Canglan glanced at it, frowned, and was about to sit down, but was stopped by Chen Kong.

"Hey, there are petals on the stone pier. Everything has spirituality. Don't crush it, little donor." After saying this, he brushed away the petals on the stone pier, and then asked Zhuge Canglan to sit down.

Zhuge Canglan laughed secretly. Just now, this monk said that all things are empty, and now he said that all things have spirits. It was really inconsistent.

Since everything here is empty, the petals are naturally empty too, so why bother.

Thinking about it, it's probably because there's something fishy on this stone pier.

After the two of them sat down, a maid poured wine for the three of them.

"This is peach blossom wine brewed by the slave family. It is not a good wine. You two distinguished guests, please don't dislike it..."

Although the words were addressed to the two of them, the female ghost's body continued to fall towards Chen Kong.

"Female donor, sit still..." Chen Kong's hand holding the sandalwood rosary beads held the female ghost's arm.

The female ghost's expression suddenly changed and she immediately did it.

The moment I was held by the monk's hand, my hand felt a burning pain, as if it had been burned by fire.

But he is obviously just an ordinary monk with little cultivation.

The female ghost lowered her head and glanced at the rosary in Chen Kong's hand, and understood in her heart.

She secretly thought that it was probably the rosary that was causing trouble. Damn it, with this rosary around, how could she get close to the monk.

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Chapter completed!