Youtanhua seemed unwilling to be entangled with Mu Fusheng, and left the side palace where Mu Fusheng was without saying a word.
From then on, for several days, every night, Mu Fusheng would consciously go to Utanhua's bedroom, but Utanhua never appeared.
Ao You was bored and wandering around Baohua Peak, and heard a few demons talking in a low voice:
"Hey, do you think that Buddhist practitioner has fallen out of favor?"
"It is said that he went to the Lord's bedroom every night to wait for the Lord, but the Lord never returned to the Lord's bedroom."
"No, now there is no one in Liuxian Pavilion. Where have the Lord been there these days?"
"How can we know the whereabouts of the Lord?"
...
When Ao You heard this, he turned into a body and grinned at the demon envoys, which scared the demon cultivators away.
He returned to Mu Fusheng's side in a depressed mood and said speechlessly: "What is the purpose of you going to Youtanhua's bedroom every day? She didn't show up for five days."
"Amitabha." Mu Fusheng clasped his hands together.
"You won't really fall out of favor as they said..." Ao Youji said.
Mu Fusheng ignored him and continued to meditate and recite scriptures.
Ao You fell back into Mu Fusheng's sleeve in depression and closed his ears. His injuries had almost healed these days, and he had no interest in the content of Mu Fusheng's chanting scriptures all day long.
At night, Mu Fusheng still came to Youtanhua's bedroom consciously, and he still meditated and recited scriptures.
But not long after, the door of the bedroom opened. Mu Fusheng looked up and saw Youtanhua staggeringly walking in, with a faint smell of alcohol on his body.
He stepped forward and held Utumhua.
Youtanhua leaned against Mu Fusheng's arms and said in confusion: "Little monk, why haven't you left yet?"
"Amitabha, senior, where should the monk go?" Mu Fusheng asked back.
Utanhua seemed to have not heard Mu Fusheng's words, and she smiled: "I have given you five days, you won't leave. Don't blame me in the future."
At this time, Ao You came out of Mu Fusheng's sleeve, and he grabbed Mu Fusheng's sleeve: "The witch is drunk, let's go now, the world, why should we be trapped in such a smoky and smoky mountain?
I will take you to enjoy the place."
Although Mu Fusheng was pulled, he remained motionless and still maintained the posture of holding Youtanhua.
Before Mu Fusheng could speak, Utanhua shook his hand and Ao You flew out of the window: "Annoying little snake, go out!"
After saying that, Youtanhua began to pull Mu Fusheng's collar. Mu Fusheng coughed lightly and said with a smile: "Senior, are you?"
"Be good, let me show you your wound." Youtanhua seemed to feel the trouble of taking off one by one, so he directly used a magic trick, and Mu Fusheng's top was immediately taken off.
Youtanhua's slender fingers stroked Mu Fusheng's upper body intact. Mu Fusheng sighed, grabbed Youtanhua's hand, and said, "Senior, the little monk is ready long ago."
Mu Fusheng pulled Utanhua to the bed in this hand-holding posture, and then asked softly: "Senior, why are you back today?"
"Yes! I want to sleep! I have been unable to sleep for five nights," Yutanhua immediately put his face in front of Mu Fusheng, pulled his lower eyelids, and asked, "Little monk, is my dark circles very good?
Heavy, wouldn't it be ugly?"
Mu Fusheng chuckled, pulled down the hand that tortured his eyelids by Youtanhua, and said, "There are no dark circles, it looks good."
"Then you chant the scriptures and please me to sleep." Utanhua lay straight behind and ordered.
Mu Fusheng meditated beside her and said gently: "Okay."
As Mu Fusheng chanted the scriptures, Utanhua gradually fell asleep. When Utanhua was completely asleep, Mu Fusheng stopped chanting and stared at Utanhua deeply without turning his eyes.
"Senior, what did you hide from the little monk?" Mu Fusheng murmured.
The next morning, Youtanhua opened her eyes. She reacted for a while before looking at Mu Fusheng who was sleeping next to her.
Mu Fusheng was naked at this time, sleeping in a straight position. Utanhua stared at him for several times, and couldn't help but gently touch his chest with his fingers.
Before she could take it away, her finger was caught. Mu Fusheng opened his eyes and smiled and said, "Senior, I've checked it last night. Do you still need to continue the check?"
Youtanhua was stunned and thought to himself: "What is the check? What is the check? Did I take off Mu Fusheng's top?"
She coughed lightly and said seriously: "Since I have checked, I will not waste time continuing to check. Let's get up."
Instead of letting go of Utanhua's hand, Mu Fusheng turned sideways and stared at Utanhua's eyes and asked, "Senior, do you have nothing to say to the young monk?"
For example, why should we hide from the monk?
For example, why drink alcohol?
Or, what exactly is hidden from the monk?
Youtanhua was nervous when she was seen. She didn't know what she was nervous, so she could only subconsciously stammer: "Yes, some, that... Yes, you care about Ao You's broken dragon, let him
If it’s okay, don’t scare people in the Demon Mountain, my devil envoy has come to complain.”