At dawn, the birds were chirping merrily.
With a cry of surprise, the woman in white woke up from her coma.
She immediately turned over and sat up. Her beautiful and flawless face was filled with extreme nervousness. She was on guard at once. But when she looked around and saw the surroundings clearly, she looked surprised.
"Where am I?"
She recalled what happened last night and felt that her qi and blood were still a little weak.
Underneath her was a thin layer of hay, which was spread on a flat stone like a bed. The shackles she had imagined were not there. She found that the toxins in her body had been cleared, and the surrounding environment was very fresh. She was not in a dungeon where prisoners were kept.
"You're awake?"
A familiar voice came from the side.
She looked over warily.
He saw a smiling short-haired young man sitting on a rock on the beach of the lake not far away. He was supporting a bonfire rack and using a sharpened wooden stick to skewer two big white fish. The fish oil sizzled as he roasted it, and a faint aroma of fish meat permeated the lake.
"It's you. You are … that little monk. Bullshit!"
The woman in white was very surprised.
She was poisoned last night and her vision was affected. She only vaguely felt that someone helped her, but she did not recognize who it was. At this time, when she saw Li Mu, she associated it with some vague images in her memory and immediately realized that it was the little monk she had met once in Peace Town who saved her.
"Amitabha. Benefactress, we meet again. Nice to meet you. "Li Mu casually bowed to her.
Well, he did not want to expose his identity. Since the woman in white still regarded him as a little monk, he might as well continue to play the role.
The vigilance on the woman's face faded a lot.
"It was you who saved me last night?"
She was surprised because she was well aware of the strength of those who chased her. There were three Great Masters and more than a dozen Master Realm dark-armored warriors. How could this little monk save her from being chased by so many people? Moreover, looking at the little monk's appearance, he looked very calm and there were no injuries on his body. How did he do it?
"Yes." Li Mu nodded and said, "Amitabha. I was just passing by at that time, but I was regarded as your accomplice. The leader of the Three Demons of Dragon Rock wanted to beat me, so I had to fight back and save you by the way."
"You actually escaped from their pursuit?" The woman in white slowly stood up and sensed the condition of her body. She still found it hard to believe.
"Wrong." Li Mu flipped the roasted fish and said, "I didn't escape from their pursuit, but beat them so badly that they had to flee in panic. Alas, Buddha is merciful. Amitabha, I've sinned. I've made a mistake and accidentally killed more than a dozen people."
"You …" The silver-armored lady was rendered speechless.
This little monk, who claimed to have the Dharma names of Luan Lai and Nonsense, was really a clown.
"What happened last night? The poison in my body was cured by you? " She felt that there was nothing wrong with her body, and her internal qi had recovered a little. Finally, she felt much more relaxed. Then, she walked to the beach step by step, looking much more relaxed.
Li Mu handed her a roasted fish along with a wooden stick, and then told her the whole story from beginning to end.
"You killed the second and the third of the Three Demons of Dragon Rock? And those dark-armored warriors? "The woman in white was so surprised that she couldn't help asking again.
"Why can't I?" Li Mu said, "I'm the most outstanding successor of the Snow Mountain Dalun Temple. My master is Jiu Mozhi, the Wisdom King of Dalun. He is also an unparalleled sage. Patroness, from your expression, you seem to doubt my words."
The woman in white was speechless.
"Although this little monk said it so confidently, why does it sound so unreliable?"
"By the way, benefactress, shouldn't you focus on the fact that my blood can be used to interpret such a thing?" Li Mu shifted the topic as he nibbled on the roasted white fish with relish. Everything on this planet was primitive. The lake was clear, and the big white fish in it were fat and silly, which were easy to catch. Although he didn't have seasoning on hand, it tasted good after being roasted.
The woman in white was taken aback. Then, she nodded and said, "Yes, why can your blood detoxify that strange poison?"
Li Mu answered honestly, "To be honest, I don't know. Maybe it has something to do with the boas I caught and ate on the snow mountain when I was a kid, or the blood of a flood dragon I drank some time ago that was about to transform into a human being …"
The woman in white was speechless.
"It's as good as not saying anything."
She took a bite of the roasted fish. The aroma lingered on her teeth, which she had never tasted before. Because she was injured yesterday and poisoned, she was weak and hungry. Before she knew it, she had finished the roasted fish in her hand.
"Aren't you a monk? Why did you kill? Why do you want to eat fish? " When the woman in white asked that question, she suddenly recalled everything that happened in the ruffian's villa in Peace City. She immediately realized that she had asked in vain. That little monk was too talkative and naggy. He was simply a chatterbox who would never stop talking. When she saw that Li Mu was about to go on a diet again, she hastily waved her hands in fright and said, "Forget it. You don't have to say it. I already know."
"Er …" The long speech that Li Mu had prepared was swallowed back into his stomach.
In fact, he had a bad taste in his heart. He still liked to imitate Tang Seng and tease this goddess-like woman in white a little.
After Li Mu finished the roasted fish in his hand, he jumped into the lake with a splash. After a while, he came back with several big white fish that were moderately fat and lean. He skillfully cut open their bellies and began to roast them.
The mountain breeze blew.
The forest was whistling. It was already autumn, so the temperature was relatively cold.
The woman in white felt a slight chill on her shoulder, and only then did she realize something. She turned her head and saw that the clothes on her right shoulder had been torn open, almost reaching the back of her waist. Then, a long lapel was used to tie it up clumsily.
She looked at Li Mu.
Li Mu shrugged innocently and said, "Your left shoulder is injured. The arrow is highly toxic. If I don't pull it out, I can't get rid of the poison, so …"
The woman in white looked fierce and said, "Then why is there such a long tear in your clothes?" There was an arrow wound on her shoulder, but her clothes were torn to the back of her waist. Didn't he see everything?
Li Mu said more innocently, "You also know that you are very beautiful."
"What does it matter?"
"Because you are too beautiful, so when I pulled the arrow out, I was a little nervous and a little stressed. When the pressure was too great, my hand was a little shaky. When my hand shook, I … accidentally tore it."
"You didn't mean it?"
"Amitabha. I am a monk. How could I do that kind of thing?"
"Did you see it?"
"Amitabha. In the eyes of a monk, no matter how beautiful the skin is, it is just a pink skeleton. Benefactress, why do you care about it?"
"Since you are a pink skeleton, why were you so nervous that your hand shook?"
"Well … This …" Li Mu was speechless. "Damn it. Why did I get myself involved in this?"
The woman in white stared at Li Mu sharply.
A trace of embarrassment gradually appeared on Li Mu's face.
"Haha." The woman in white suddenly laughed.
This laugh was like the winter passing and the spring blooming. In an instant, the whole world seemed to be shining with spring sunshine. Li Mu couldn't help but be stunned, and a trace of saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth …
This was the first time that Li Mu saw the woman in white smile like this.
When such a beautiful woman smiled, even a stone-hearted person would be melted.
"Anyway, you are just a little monk. How old are you? It doesn't matter if you see me." The woman in white smiled and glanced at Li Mu.
Li Mu quickly wiped his saliva.
"I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die."
"In this world, there is really such a beautiful woman. A smile and a look almost make people raise their hands to surrender, and involuntarily have an impulse to die for her."
"She is a disaster."
Li Mu chanted the name of Buddha in his heart.
"Damn it. What a devil."
"Amitabha. Benefactress, you are really a person with great wisdom who has seen through the world of mortals." Li Mu praised, "Next time you are injured or poisoned, you can come to me again."
"Bah." The woman in white was angry, and then she laughed and scolded, "A filthy mouth can't spit out ivory."
Then, she grabbed the white fish that had just been roasted in Li Mu's hand and ate it.
She didn't know why, but she felt relaxed like never before.
In particular, when she saw the little monk's wretched expression with a trace of calmness, listening to the little monk's unreasonable pestering and nonsense, she felt much more comfortable and relaxed than listening to those righteous and awe-inspiring words. She also found that she had an unusual tolerance for the little monk. If it were someone else, no matter how trustworthy he was, he would definitely kill him if he saw a part of her body.
The little monk had a special aura, which allowed her to temporarily put down all the fighting and deceit, forget about her life experience and responsibilities, and be like a carefree girl of the same age. She could temporarily empty herself and abandon all her worries.
Li Mu also chuckled and began to eat.
He remembered that last night when he accidentally tore the clothes on the back of the woman in white's waist, the soul-stirring curve, and the dazzling snow-white skin … After all, he was still a virgin.
After a while, the woman in white finished her meal.
She stood up and squatted down by the lake. Facing the lake water, she looked at her reflection and tidied up her long hair and makeup. Her slender and smooth fingers moved back and forth between her hair that was like a black cloud. Her delicate and peerlessly white oval face had a tranquil expression. Under the golden rays of the morning sun, the contours of her face had a layer of golden light, making her appear holy and beautiful.
This scene was like a perfect painting of a beauty.
Li Mu watched quietly.
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