The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

Chapter 404: Three thousand green silks rise because of you (7)

Chapter 404 Three Thousand Qingsi Rises Because of You (7)

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The little monk raised his leg and ran as if he was about to be amnesty, never looking at the beautiful fox on the eaves again.

……

There is only one person left in the yard,

Fu Sheng tilted his head and stared at him quietly.

Kongjue slowly withdrew his hand, his beautiful face was calm,

He lowered his eyes slightly, their tails are beautifully curved, and the quiet light spots on his breezy and bright face, pure as white snow,

The breath on the body is peaceful, not stained with worldly dust, without desire or demand, as light as plum.

The simple Buddha beads on the wrists were hanging down quietly, setting off his icy muscles and bones, like the purest white snow in the depths of a mountain, pure and moving.

Fu Sheng blinked, his big tail flicked slightly.

She hesitated to jump down,

But the stomach gurgled suddenly.

"……"

Do not know why,

She really wants to eat chicken now,

is the kind that is extraordinarily delicious and tender.

Fu Sheng swallowed silently,

Tangled for a while,

She still turned around and ran out in the direction outside the temple.

She decided!

I'll come back when I'm full.

Fox·Sheng has a serious face.

The fine sound of the small meat pad stepping on the bricks and tiles quickly reached Kong Jue’s ears.

His long eyelashes trembled lightly, and his gloomy eyes turned accurately to the direction where the fox had left.

His fingertips curled slightly, as if he wanted to reach out, but he restrained it.

The calm brows were quiet, and they slowly closed again.

……

Afternoon,

The sun hung high above the sky, emitting a dazzling light.

The air was full of drowsy sultry heat, and when I knew it, I screamed listlessly from the tree.

In the cool Zen room,

The senior abbot of Dharma, sitting on the futon, sitting cross-legged.

He is dressed in a plain robes, a string of large Buddhist beads hung around his neck, a beard, and a kind eyebrow.

Kong Jue was sitting right in front of him,

There is a chessboard in the middle, and many pieces have been laid on it.

Two people played chess quietly, and the atmosphere was quiet and peaceful.

Kong Jue's long eyelashes are hanging slightly, and the empty eyes faintly fall on the chessboard in front of him,

He is straight, with a black chess pinched in his beautiful finger bones, and the breath on his body is calm and calm, which makes people feel at ease at first glance.

The chess piece fell quickly, unbiasedly landed in the position it should have,

The man faintly retracted his hand, and slowly rubbed the bead on his wrist with his fingertips.

Dharma abbot stroking his beard's hand,

He looked at the chessboard steadily, and said nothing.

Half loud,

He raised his eyes to Kong Jue, with a slightly confused tone.

"Kong Jue, do you have something on your mind?"

This is the first time,

He was so careless in the game,

all at once,

can be said to be a full loser.

Dharma was very unexpected,