Chapter 46046 Lust, Caution
Chapter 46
"I've said it before, this witch can't stay with Kong Fan!" Wudao roared angrily.
Yingji didn't know how many people Xuanji had brought with her, and she didn't turn around to look. She clutched the cassock wrapped around her body and huddled in Kongfan's arms.
Even now, he is still in her body.
But in an instant, Yingji felt the world spinning, everything around her turned upside down. She subconsciously clung to Kongfan, like clinging to driftwood in this awkward situation.
When the dizziness ended, Kong Fan and Ying Ji had already left the Forest of Beasts and took her to another place.
Kong Fan lowered his eyes and looked at Ying Ji, who was curled up in his arms. He could tell that she was genuinely frightened.
"It's okay, they can't find this place." Kong Fan comforted in a gentle voice.
Yingji slowly raised her eyes and surveyed her surroundings warily. It seemed to be a valley, nestled among lush green mountains. It was a sea of green.
Kong Fan met her cautious gaze and cast another barrier. Soon, Ying Ji's vision turned white, as if countless soft, white clouds had gathered around her, enclosing a small, empty space where only the two of them could be found. Not only could no insects or birds enter this soft, white world, but even the sounds from outside were blocked out, resulting in a utter silence. So quiet that Ying Ji could clearly hear her own heartbeat.
Yingji's shoulders, which had been hunched, slowly drooped. The tension in her heart loosened slightly, and then a feeling of grievance and anger came over her. She began to cry, first silently, then quietly sobbing.
In this quiet cloud realm, her intermittent and soft cries fell into Kong Fan's ears one by one.
Kong Fan frowned and looked down at her. What caught his eye was the cassock wrapped around her. The cassock wrapped around her, around their connected bodies, seemed a desecration of the cassock.
He should have taken the robe away, but thinking of the scattered clothes inside her robe, Kong Fan hesitated.
Yingji reached up to wipe the tears from her face, pulling her robes open slightly. Her body trembled slightly as she sobbed softly. She pressed against Kongfan, her graceful and soft body rubbing against his chest again and again as she cried.
Kong Fan turned his head away and begged the Buddha to have mercy on him and allow him to have peace of mind.
Her cries lingered in Kong Fan's ears, and his heart ached with each sob. Kong Fan was stunned for a moment, unable to tell whether it was the effect of the Tongsheng Gu.
It seems... not.
Kong Fan closed his eyes, wishing he could cast a spell on himself to block out her crying.
Yingji slowly slid down from Kongfan's body.
Kong Fan looked over belatedly and saw Ying Ji slumped limply beside him. Her face was abnormally red and hot, with a hint of moisture.
Kong Fan was startled and immediately pulled open the cassock wrapped around her. He saw that her body was also very red and was slowly covered with a layer of ice.
Because the detoxification was delayed, she got poisoned.
Yingji's body felt weak, her consciousness blurring. The stinging pain of being pried open briefly brought her back to her senses. She gradually realized that Kong Fan was gradually squeezing in. She opened her eyes in disbelief and looked at Kong Fan. She didn't know when she had finally sat back on top of him.
He frowned, a look of pain on his face.
"Kong Fan?"
Kong Fan slowly raised his eyes.
Their eyes met.
Kong Fan suddenly stretched out his hand, quickly raised the hand holding the Buddhist beads, and blocked Ying Ji's sight.
The shaking Buddhist beads gently touched Yingji's cheek.
Almost at the same time, Kong Fan cast a silent spell to temporarily block Ying Ji's hearing.
Only then did Kong Fan dare to spit out a mouthful of blood.
The spiritual energy in his body was dissipating madly, much faster than the previous two times when he detoxified Ying Ji.
Kong Fan could hardly control the escape of spiritual power in his body and the surging blood and qi.
Having lost her hearing, Yingji suddenly felt insecure. Kongfan's proactiveness was especially noticeable, as it was completely different from his previous passiveness. This change made Yingji even more uneasy.
"Kong Fan? Kong Fan?" She called out twice nervously. Without hearing, she didn't even know if she had made any sound, and the fear in her heart was deepening.
"Aren't you Kong Fan?" Ying Ji frowned and started pushing him.
Kong Fan's brows were furrowed, his eyes filled with pain. He had no time to care about the rapidly evaporating spiritual energy. He quickly cleaned up the blood in his mouth and spit, then unleashed Ying Ji's Silent Technique.
"It's me." Kong Fan lowered his raised hand and no longer covered her eyes.
Yingji still had tears in her eyes. She opened her eyes wide and looked at Kong Fan. Kong Fan smiled, still as gentle and clean as before.
She was immediately relieved, but also felt a little funny. Why did she feel that he was not him?
The tension dissipated, and a bone-chilling cold suddenly hit Yingji. Puzzled, she lowered her head to look at her body and saw a layer of white frost.
She shuddered again. She wanted to reach out to Kong Fan to detoxify him, but she found she didn't even have the strength to lift her hand.
Suddenly, Kong Fan's outstretched hand appeared in Yingji's sight. He grasped the red gauze belt around Yingji's waist and slowly pulled it open, unbuttoning her clothes. Her clothes, which had been piled up around her waist and were only tied by this belt, now fell apart.
Yingji's gaze slowly rose following Kongfan's hand and looked into his eyes.
He smiled and used the belt to cover Yingji's eyes.
Yingji's vision suddenly turned dark red. The red gauze belt made it difficult for her to see anything but Kongfan's outline.
Yingji didn't understand what was going on. She opened her eyes wide under the red veil and looked at Kongfan in confusion as he gradually approached her until his kiss landed on her lips.
She was like a dying fish thirsting for water, all the toxins in her body were jumping for joy to welcome Kong Fan's approach. She opened her lips to welcome Kong Fan's kiss.
Yingji lay down, the soft clouds beneath her, Kongfan's presence looming above her. In the cloud realm, isolated from the outside world, the only sound was their breathing. In this absolute silence, each breath grew louder.
Yingji smelled the scent of sandalwood.
Kong Fan's Buddhist beads bracelet fell into the clouds, and the ancient sandalwood scent in Ying Ji's nostrils slowly dissipated, leaving only the charming fragrance.
Kong Fan held the hand Ying Ji offered him, temporarily ignoring the madly dissipating spiritual energy and his gradually pale face.
Suddenly remembering the tone Yingji used when she said "the last time" to him, Kong Fan frowned and looked down at Yingji, knowing very well that he had broken the taboo of lust and evil.
He had formally broken his vow by detoxifying her twice before, but he never felt that he was wrong, nor did he feel that he was ashamed of the Buddha.
However, this time, Kong Fan admitted that he had really broken the rules.
Yingji's stiff body gradually softened, and she no longer felt cold. The thin ice covering her body gradually melted, soaking Kongfan's scattered monk robes and making her body wet as well.
The robes she was wearing had already fallen apart, and she lay on them, wrinkling them and getting them wet.
Yingji opened her eyes and looked at Kongfan through the red veil.
"I'm much better." Her voice was soft and a little hoarse.
Kong Fan naturally knew her physical condition. He didn't say anything and just looked at her silently.
Yingji groped her hand towards Kongfan and touched his face. She asked, "Kongfan, are you blushing so you don't want me to see it?"
Kong Fan lowered his head and glanced at his chest. His robes were open, revealing his chest, on which some Sanskrit characters appeared. However, they were broken.
Kong Fan frowned.
"Kong Fan?"
Kong Fan put on his monk's robe, adjusted his breathing, and let his pale face return to normal, and then he untied the red gauze covering Ying Ji's eyes.
Suddenly, light returned. Yingji subconsciously closed her eyes for a moment before opening them again. She saw Kong Fan's gentle smile. The soft, white clouds behind him made him appear even more pure and clean.
Yingji raised her upper body and then opened her arms to hug Kongfan.
Kong Fan hesitated for a moment, raised his hand to support her lower back, and hugged her back.
He could hear the cacophony of chanting, the verses echoing in his ears. The familiar voices of the past four hundred years were chanting verses in his ears.
Yingji's lips curled up into a triumphant smile, and she asked in a low voice: "Kongfan, do you have me in your heart?"
"Your Highness, you are a monk and must not tell lies. Lying is one of the Five Precepts."
Five Precepts?
Kong Fan's long eyelashes twitched slightly. He met Ying Ji's gaze and said seriously, "I want to continue."
Yingji kissed him immediately.
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