"Miss Nie? Please come in."
Miao Kong was still sitting cross-legged on the bed. With a wave of his hand, a gust of wind blew and pushed the door open.
Outside the room was the pretty Nie Xiaoqian. She had changed into a muslin pink dress that was faintly discernible under the bright moonlight.
The girl's graceful figure was so moving under the moonlight, and her exquisite and beautiful appearance was even more intoxicating than the moonlight.
Nie Xiaoqian walked into the room with a porcelain jar in her hands. She placed the jar on the table. From Miao Kong's angle, she could see that the tips of her ears were red.
"Miao Kong, Father dragged you to chat during dinner. You must not have eaten well, right? I made a bowl of white fungus soup. Try it."”
"Miss Nie is very thoughtful."
Miao Kong didn't refuse. He just nodded, got off the bed, and sat down at the table.
"Just call me Xiao Qian."
Nie Xiaoqian opened the porcelain jar. As expected, there was a sweet and fragrant white fungus soup inside. Steam rose up, and a wisp of sweet fragrance was hidden.
"This soup is so sweet just by smelling it. Xiao Qian is really good at cooking.”
Miao Kong leaned over to sniff it and praised it generously.
"I added honey. I was afraid that you wouldn't like it.”
Nie Xiaoqian casually sat beside Miao Kong, her jade-like hand supporting her chin as she looked at Miao Kong.
Under the candlelight, the light and handsome young monk was so good-looking, revealing a hazy beauty. His holy and upright appearance was so mesmerizing even at night.
How fragrant…
Nie Xiaoqian was salivating crazily.
"It smells so good."
Miao Kong suddenly said and looked at Nie Xiaoqian.
Nie Xiaoqian came back to her senses and nodded with a smile. Just as she was about to speak, she was interrupted by Miao Kong.
"Miss Chen also thinks so, right?”
"What?"
Nie Xiaoqian was stunned for a moment, and her peach blossom eyes revealed a puzzled expression.
A string of prayer beads had appeared in Miao Kong's hand. It was made of the same material as his black alms bowl, and it shone with a warm light.
"Prajna Bamahoa."
As Miao Kong chanted the incantation, the prayer beads made of 108 black sandalwood beads exploded and wrapped around Nie Xiaoqian like a python.
"Buzz!"
Every bead bloomed with a swastika Buddhist seal. Buddhist light flowed slowly and vaguely gathered to form a sitting magic statue.
"Miao Kong! What are you doing? Let me go!"
Nie Xiaoqian continued to struggle. She bit her lower lip until it turned white. Her eyes were filled with doubt and fear. It was so lovable.
Miao Kong didn't pay attention to her, but picked up the bowl of white fungus soup and stirred it slowly with a spoon.
Instantly, the sweet fragrance became even stronger and filled the entire room.
"Ecstasy corrodes the bones, and the spirit falls."
Miao Kong picked up a wisp of sweet fragrance and rubbed it on his fingertips, turning it into a smear of pink blood. He turned his head to look at the silent " Nie Xiaoqian ".
"If I drink this soup, I'm afraid I'll lose my soul and turn into a walking corpse.”
"This kind of demon blood is not something that mortals should have.”
"Am I right? Miss Chen Ying 'er?"
Nie Xiaoqian…No, Chen Ying 'er, who was wearing Nie Xiaoqian's skin, barely raised her head under the shackles of countless Buddhist beads. She slowly opened her mouth.
It grew bigger and bigger until it reached her ears.
It had to be said that Nie Xiaoqian's appearance was truly rare in the world. Even in such a terrifying scene, it still gave people a sense of terrifying beauty.
"I didn't expect that I would be wrong."
"I thought you were just a delicious food, but did you really think that you would win for sure?”
Miao Kong frowned. His spiritual mind was suddenly triggered.
"Clang!"
The door was pushed open.
The real Nie Xiaoqian stumbled into the room. She looked lost and her eyes were dull. It was obvious that she had lost her consciousness.
What was even more terrifying was that her originally pink skin was now illusory and transparent. For a moment, the muscles and blood vessels under her skin could be vaguely seen.
It was as if all her skin was about to be peeled off!
"Hehehehe ~ This is called Soul Shifting.”
Chen Ying 'er giggled and explained very considerately,""I drew her skin and put it on me. Slowly, her real skin will fill in.”
"In the end, I will be the real Nie Xiaoqian, and she will be a skinless corpse.”
"Look, she's dying. Right now, she's just a walking corpse. Everything in her body, blood, flesh, and bones, will become nourishment for my skin.”
Miao Kong frowned. So it was the Painted Ghost!
No wonder, no wonder the aura was so strange. It was neither black nor white.
So he was wearing a layer of human skin!
"What are you going to do? Master Miao Kong ~"
"Once I die, she will be completely hopeless.”
Chen Ying 'er was still smiling as she said,"Right! You can let me go. If you let me go, I will reverse the Art of Soul Shifting and return the leather bag to her.”
"Or do you not care about the life of a mortal and have made up your mind to subdue demons?”
Miao Kong turned a deaf ear and stood up. He walked to the muddle-headed Nie Xiaoqian and raised his palm.
The warm and gentle Buddhist magic power passed over without hesitation.
Gradually, the illusory skin around Nie Xiaoqian solidified and she collapsed softly.
Miao Kong carefully helped her onto the bed.
Chen Ying 'er watched quietly and clicked her tongue in wonder.
"What pure Buddhist mana, but it's useless. You can maintain it for a while, but not for a lifetime.”
"Although the powers of the Buddhist League can restrain us evil spirits, the Art of Soul Shifting has already been formed. If we forcefully block it, she will die immediately.”
"Unless you can find the sarira.”
Miao Kong still turned a deaf ear. He knew that this was only a temporary solution.
He didn't have any sariras either.
However, it was even more impossible to let the Painted Ghost go. Rather than believing in the credibility of the evil, it was better to believe that Fahai could sit down and discuss the Dao with Bai Suzhen.
However, in the current situation, there seemed to be no better way than to gamble on the Painted Ghost's credibility.
However…
That was someone else.
"Miss Chen, are you afraid of death?"
Miao Kong asked with a smile. Without waiting for Chen Ying 'er's reply, he made a hand seal.
"The Blessed Ksitigarbha is formless and boundless.”
"Xuan."
"Ksitigarbha, lead the way and increase the loss of two generals.”
"Chief officer."
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