Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Finally, they found each other in a house with remote coordinates.

Said it was confinement, it was true, the door of the room was locked, even the windows were intact.

Looking down from the eaves, Shenmu White saw the dust twisting the Buddha's beads on his knees on the futon, whispering the opening, "Monk. ”

Forgotten dust raised his face in the room and his eyes were incredibly bright.

Shen Kibai saw that he was locked up by his master and didn't lose his heart. He couldn't help but say, "Monk, what have you done to make your master mad? ”

Forgetting to look at her, she seemed to have thousands of words in her eyes. It took a long time to say, "Female donor. ”

Shen Kibai thought he was going to say something to himself, didn't think of all three words, but there was nothing left.

When she saw no one around, she carefully unwrapped the tiles and landed steadily on the ground.

Forget to look at her eyes bright and focused.

Shen Kibai couldn't help but touch his face and said, "Monk, what are you looking at? Is there something on my face? ”

Forgot to shook the head and never looked away.

Some uncomfortably touched his head, Shen Kibai thought the monk was really weird today, moved a seat cushion from the room and sat beside him, "You haven't told me what you did, causing your master to do this to you? ”

“The poor monk only spoke some hearts to him.” Forget to stare at her face and return low.

Shen Mubai couldn't help but think about what happened last night, “I came to you yesterday. What are you doing in the Zen Room and running to Buddha Hall? ”

Forget to reply, “Ask the Buddha for sin. ”

When he said that, he had nothing on his face, and it was relaxing.

Shen Mubai sat uncomfortably, so he changed his posture and trailed his legs, “Huh? How can a serious and bully monk like you do such a big mistake? ”

Forget to look at her and whisper, “Not before, not now. ”

“Moreover, it is not a mistake for poor monks. ”

Shen Kibai thought his words were really contradictory, "You monk, today is a strange day. ”

Forget about laughing and not talking.

Shen Kibai got up and walked away, and found that there was a lot of books in the house besides a table, there was nothing else to set up, so he was bored, “Monk, are you really locked up? How long does it take to get out? ”

“After going out, the poor monk is no longer a disciple of Tianyin Temple.” Forget the dust low.

Shenmi Baihaha laughed three times, “Of course you are no longer a disciple of Tianyin Temple.” She glanced at him with her chin up, "If you can't remember, after two days, you're going to be someone else. ”

After that, I had to sigh, “And then it never ended. If you didn't know me well this time, I'd go crazy. ”

Forget the dust this time, but look seriously at her, “The poor monk will do his best. ”

Shen Mu was stunned and immediately reacted, “Do you believe me? ”

“The poor monk believes in you.” Forget the dust, say the words without end.

Shen Mubai felt that the monk's words were like this, strange, and he didn't care about the sex. He was just happy. “The heavens have not borne the hearts, you finally believe me, and I have not wronged you for so long. ”

She looked at this forgetful dust and knelt in the Buddha Hall for so long last night. Today she knelt in this room again and couldn't help but say, "Monk, aren't you tired? Why don't you get up, your master won't see it anyway. ”