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Chapter 43 The Lotus Sutra of the Wonderful Dharma

Cui Feiyan felt so sad and so bitter!

She is a standard yellow girl, a proud female president. She has never been touched by any man of the same age in her life!

But today...

The little butt was beaten by Huang Xiaolong and even opened a room with him.

Now he is still "slept" by him...

What an injustice!

But it’s really not enough to not sleep. When Cui Feiyan thinks of that nightmare, she feels chilling. A fear that comes from the depths of her soul will erode her.

"Then... then you are not allowed to do anything random..." Cui Feiyan finally surrendered and murmured in a low voice.

"Don't worry, Feiyan, I'm a gentleman, we rural people are very simple." Huang Xiaolong couldn't help but want to laugh.

There is no need to sleep together when you fall asleep. Huang Xiaolong is taking the opportunity to take advantage of it. This is not a waste. As for your future wife, shouldn’t it be better to make some sweet things ahead of time?

"I won't go to take a shower...I...I won't take off my clothes, I want to sleep, just sleep like this." Cui Feiyan said, and ran to the bedroom quickly.

Just sleep like this? OK! No matter what, just sleep!

"Feiyan, I'm here!" Huang Xiaolong rubbed his hands and ran into the bedroom excitedly.

The bed in the bedroom is so big. Cui Feiyan is already lying on the bed, closing her eyes nervously, like an angel falling from the mortal world!

‘Oh...Oh...I, I haven’t slept with a woman yet… Calm, calm…’ Huang Xiaolong took a deep breath, then dragged off the mud-stuck rubber shoes, leaned over Cui Feiyan and fell asleep.

The two of them are sleeping in the same bed.

"Huang Xiaolong, don't do anything randomly, do you know?" Cui Feiyan begged pitifully.

However, the manly aura that came from Huang Xiaolong made her heart confused.

The fragrant beauty is by her side. Although she is a small farmer who has never experienced the affairs of men and women, Huang Xiaolong can no longer control her.

He had the urge to hold Cui Feiyan in his arms, kiss her enough, and touch her enough!

But Huang Xiaolong knew that once he did this, it would hurt Cui Feiyan's heart. He forced himself to suppress the innocence in his heart, "Feiyan, now I will recite the peace of mind for you. Don't be afraid to sleep at all. I will go to your dream to find you later."

Recently, when I go to bed at night, Cui Feiyan is frightened and afraid to death. Tonight, Huang Xiaolong sleeps next to her. Embarrassment is embarrassment, shame is shame, but she really feels very safe.

"Well, I understand." Cui Feiyan nodded obediently.

Next, Huang Xiaolong recited the Anshen Spell, and Cui Feiyan immediately fell asleep.

Huang Xiaolong did not immediately burn into the dream talisman. He observed Cui Feiyan's beautiful face, which was carved with jade.

Not long!

Cui Feiyan's delicate body twitched, her calm pretty face, her facial features were slightly distorted, and her expression became very scared!

"Okay... Feiyan started having nightmares... Orange-clothed evil spirit, dare you harm my wife, this time, I want you to be wiped out!" Huang Xiaolong quickly took out the dream talisman.

The talisman spontaneously ignited, golden light scattered, and Huang Xiaolong's soul body directly entered Cui Feiyan's dream!

This is a dirt road, which allows two horses to run side by side. There is a waning moon in the sky in the distance, with bleak moonlight. In the woods on the roadside, the shadows of trees are mottled like ghosts.

Huang Xiaolong looked up and saw a graceful figure in front of him, walking alone, alone. She seemed very scared. When she was walking, she hugged her hands and her body was trembling. It was Cui Feiyan.

"Flying Smoke!" Huang Xiaolong shouted, and then ran up in three or two steps.

"Huang Xiaolong, you are here... I'm so scared..." When Cui Feiyan saw Huang Xiaolong, she was like a drowning person. She grabbed a life-saving straw. She subconsciously stretched out her hand and held Huang Xiaolong's hand!

Cui Feiyan's little hands were cold, and cold sweat was seeping in his palms, but they were weak and boneless, so they felt very comfortable to hold.

Huang Xiaolong simply clasped his fingers and said, "Feiyan, don't be afraid, believe me, no matter what the hell, when you see me, you will only die."

As they said that, the two of them held hands and continued walking forward.

As we walked, as Cui Feiyan said, a archway appeared in front of us.

This is a very tall archway with the words "Christmas can be breeze". The stones at the bottom of the archway are eroded and covered with moss.

"Huang Xiaolong...is... just behind this archway... there is a well, and the woman in orange is sitting on the edge of the well..." Cui Fei's teeth were trembling.

"Hehe, I understand, then I'll go and see it now." Huang Xiaolong looked excited and pulled Cui Feiyan and walked quickly across the archway.

There is really an ancient well behind the archway, but there is no orange-clothed evil spirit.

"Ah...why...why didn't it..." Cui Feiyanma looked around with courage.

"Hey, Feiyan, it must have known that I was coming, so it hid... But it doesn't matter, I'm chanting a ghost curse now. If it is nearby, I can chant it." Huang Xiaolong smiled confidently, and then chanted a spell.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind was blowing, and cold air came from all directions!

Cui Feiyan shrank his neck and shrank into Huang Xiaolong's arms.

Next moment!

An orange figure actually crawled out of the ancient well!

"Zhenzhen, you are here...hehehe~ I didn't expect that you even found a helper...but it was useless..." A sharp female voice sounded like grinding teeth.

The evil ghost in orange appeared!

It climbed out of the well, sat on the edge of the well, wearing an orange dress and long hair covering its face. It could be seen that its body was long and its slender waist was not full, and it turned out to be a standard nine-headed body.

"Hey, it seems that you were a very beautiful beauty during your lifetime." Huang Xiaolong laughed for a moment.

"It's her! It's her! Huang Xiaolong, that's it, she hit me...beat me with bamboo sticks..." Cui Feiyan was so scared that she hid behind Huang Xiaolong.

"Miss Zhenzhen, back then, you slandered me and caused me to commit suicide by jumping into the well... giggles~ I came to take my life... In addition, your jewelry was really not stolen by me... Alas, why no one believed me?" The Orange Ghost sighed slowly.

"It's not my business! I'm not a Zhenzhen... Please don't bother me, I've never harmed anyone... You let me go..." Cui Feiyan choked up.

She was very unfair. She was obviously Cui Feiyan, so what the hell is Zhenzhen? She won’t take the blame!

Seeing this, Huang Xiaolong had an obvious expression, "It's true that it's not as expected. Alas, that's all this big deal. I've been tormenting Feiyan for so long... Fortunately, Feiyan met me, otherwise he would have been cheated to death."

"Feiyan, ghosts want to take revenge, and they usually don't look for the wrong person." Huang Xiaolong said with a smile.

"Huang Xiaolong, believe me, I'm really not a Zhenzhen. I can check your ID card... I have never changed my name since I was a child." Cui Feiyan defended.

"Feiyan, you are Zhenzhen..." Huang Xiaolong smiled. "To be precise, your previous life was a daughter from a wealthy family called 'Zhenzhen'."

"Previous life?" Cui Feiyan looked confused.

"Yes, you killed a woman in your previous life, or in other words, this woman died because of you. It has a lot of resentment, and now it has turned into an orange-clothed ghost, and you are seeking revenge. Feiyan, if it cannot be completely resolved in this life, then you will suffer more in the next life." Huang Xiaolong looked at the orange-clothed ghost by the well, "Listen, I don't care what kind of grudges and entanglements you and Feiyan had in the previous life. As the saying goes, when will the revenge be repaid, you are entangled here. Believe it or not, I will destroy you!"

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe, you want to let me die? I want to see if you have this ability! I died unjustly. Although those jewelry were found under my pillow, I was framed and blamed. Miss Zhenzhen, you shouldn't insist that I stole your jewelry... As a maid, my life is so worthless? Death! Miss Zhenzhen, I want you to die!"

The orange-clothed ghost made a strange hissing sound like a night owl, and then flew up, like a male lion fighting a rabbit, pounced towards Huang Xiaolong and Cui Feiyan. The anger rolled, and the air from all directions became sticky and blood red!

Cui Feiyan almost fainted from the scare, hugged Huang Xiaolong from behind, tears flowing, and kept saying, "I don't know... I have never harmed anyone... I don't know what happened in my previous life..."

Huang Xiaolong was unafraid, his lips opened and closed, and golden lights as brilliant as pillars were spit out, transforming into dense Sanskrit, which eventually formed a Buddhist scripture.

This is a wonderful Lotus Sutra, with great righteousness, and the evil spirit in orange clothes is wrapped in the scriptures, and the anger around him evaporates like bubbles.

The resentment of the orange-clothed ghost was constantly purified. Soon, it actually emitted a pious aura, as if it had some insights.

When Huang Xiaolong finished reciting a Lotus Sutra, the evil ghost in orange stood there, and his long hair covering his face had already scattered, revealing a pale and beautiful face.

It smiled at the corner of its mouth, clasped its hands together, and its voice was clear. "Thank you for not killing Master, Xiaolian has put down her previous hatred."

After saying that, it looked at Cui Feiyan again and said softly. "Miss Zhenzhen, it's not right for me to have caused you to suffer these days. I hope you can be happy, peaceful, and happy in this life. We will grow old together with this master."

After saying that, it bowed slightly to Huang Xiaolong, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his expression became more and more enlightened, and finally turned into a wisp of blue smoke, dissipating without a trace.

"Okay, Feiyan, it's done!" Huang Xiaolong grinned. "I'm still too kind and didn't directly destroy its soul... Hehe, but it wishes us a long life..."
Chapter completed!
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