Chapter 145: Jingu Yaezakura: Is it better to be a witch or a goddess? Tonight, the sky is spotless, without a single dark cloud. The bright moonlight flows into the moon doll like flowing water. Hiramiya Chiye was reading the scriptures of Lingshan Temple in the room. About an hour later, Jingu Yaezakura controlled the moon doll and walked along the windowsill from outside the window into the room. He tiptoed carefully and approached Pinggong Qianye who was reading the scriptures. She approached step by step, but Pinggong Qianye seemed unaware, as if he was completely immersed in the world of scriptures. "What are you looking at?" The moon doll suddenly lay on Hiramiya Chiye's back and made an increasingly mature voice of Jingu Yaezakura, no longer the young and tender voice of before. It really makes people feel a little pity. "When did you come in?"
Hiramiya Chiye showed an expression as if she was shocked, which made Jingu Yaezakura inexplicably feel a sense of accomplishment, and the depression in her heart of these days was greatly relieved. "Humph, of course I walked in openly." Yae Sakura Jingu controlled the moon doll, climbed along Hiramiya Chiya's shoulders, and sat on his right shoulder. "Is the energy fully charged so quickly tonight?" "It's been an hour." Jingu Yaezakura's tone was a bit coquettish and cute. She stretched out a finger and gently poked Hiramiya Chiye's cheek, "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight." Pinggong Qianye was stunned for a moment, "Do you understand the meaning of the phrase "the moonlight is so beautiful?" "The moon is very round, big and beautiful tonight, isn't it?" Hiramiya Chiye thought for a moment and wanted to tease her, so he put down the scriptures in his hand, took out his mobile phone, and in front of Jingu Yaezakura's gaze, typed in the words "the moonlight is so beautiful" and started looking it up. When she saw the search results for "like" and "confession", Jingu Yae Sakura made a shy sound, covered her moon doll's cheeks that could never blush with her hands, stood up, and gently kicked Hiramiya Chiye on the cheek with her little feet. "That's not what I meant... You're just overthinking it..." Pinggong Qianye smiled and put away his phone without teasing her anymore. After a while, Jingu Yaezakura continued to sit on Heimiya Chiye's shoulders and reached out to shake Heimiya Chiye's ears. "Let's go out for a walk. I haven't been here for a long time." "Just these few days, right?" "I don't care. It's been a long, long time anyway." Pinggong Qianye smiled, put away the scriptures, stood up, opened the door, and went out for a stroll. The environment of Lingshan Temple has always been quiet, and it was almost late at night. There were no other people on the road except for the faint dim lights. Sitting on Hiramiya Chiya's shoulders, Jingu Yaezakura swung her legs gently. She was in a good mood, finally getting rid of the depression that had prevented her from coming back in the past few days.
After walking around the courtyard, passing through the path, and arriving at the carp pond, Pinggong Chiye stopped. The moon in the sky is reflected in the carp pond. The fishes, which have not yet rested, swim back and forth, as if they are competing to eat the big round cake of the moon. “This temple is really nice.” "Fortunately, you are not a demon woman and there is no demonic aura on you. Otherwise, you would not be able to stay in this solemn and sacred temple for a long time." "I am a goddess!" Jingu Yaezakura puffed out her chest with pride. After a moment of leisure, she asked casually, "Which is better, a demon girl or a goddess?" "Goddess, right?" Pinggong Qianye answered naturally, at least when taking the goddess out, there is no need to worry about concealing her aura. Jingu Yaezakura laughed softly twice, very satisfied with the answer. Yes, what’s so good about a witch? How can she compare to a goddess? The moon doll slipped from Pinggong Chiye's shoulder and fell into his palm. He tugged at Pinggong Qianye's sleeve, motioning him to take him to play in the water. Pinggong Chiye simply used his magic power to attract the water in the carp pond, which flew up and condensed into a ball so that Jingu Yaezakura could play in it. "It seems that your strength has improved again." Seeing Hiramiya Chiye freely controlling the water with her magic power, Jingu Yaezakura made an envious voice. "I could have done this a long time ago." "It's just a feeling. I feel like you've become even more powerful now." "Your perception is really amazing." Pinggong Qianye reached out and stroked the moon doll's head without elaborating on the matter. There is no end to cultivation. The fact that he can still become stronger means that he still has room for improvement and is not yet invincible. Although he didn't care much about the false reputation of being invincible, the improvement of his cultivation always made him happy. I wonder if he can reach the other side of the sea of suffering in this life? While thinking, Heimiya Chiye used his magic power to pull out a fish from the carp pond to play with Jingu Yaezakura. People and fish play with each other in the palm of their hands. Palm dancing has been a practice since ancient times. Judging from Jingu Yaezakura's current appearance, she should be able to do it easily. "Master Liansheng, your eyes are no longer pure. What are you thinking about?" "I was thinking you would look good dancing." "Ah...how could you think of that? I'm not used to dancing." "Don't shrines often require sacrificial dances? As a goddess, you should know how to do it."
Jingu Yaezakura looked down at the moon doll woven with osmanthus tree branches and leaves, and shook her head. I won't dance. I look so ugly and the dance I perform won't be worth watching. Not to mention that it is eye-catching and unforgettable. After walking outside for two hours, Pinggong Chiye returned to her room with the moon doll. Jingu Yaezakura asked Hiramiya Chiye to go and rest first, as she wanted to absorb the moonlight outside the window until dawn. It is said that an experiment is to be conducted to see if the overflowing power of the moonlight can be stored within the body of the moon doll. Just like charging a mobile phone, a single charge can last for several days. If it is feasible, she will be able to come successfully in the future when it is dark and rainy. …… Weilian Ancient Temple. In order to prevent any further accidents, Ruyi slept on the floor in front of the hall. On the other hand, it is also to take good care of the bright lamp that gave birth to the lamp spirit. Late at night, Ruyi was sleeping on a bamboo mat. The bright lamp enshrined in front of the statue of Vairocana Tathagata had the flame trembled abnormally a few times, as if a door for travel was opened from the flame. here it is? Hey, lamps, statues of Vairocana Buddha, temples… why am I having this dream again? Could it be that the evil monk is preparing to invade his dreams again? But this place doesn't look like a dream. Qingxuande, not knowing why he had arrived, looked around curiously. All the furnishings around were exactly the same as in the last dream, but it is difficult for dreams to be exactly the same every time. Perhaps this is the real world, and for some unknown reason, my consciousness can appear here briefly. Soon, after thinking for a moment, Qingxuande found a possible answer. Sister Snow Girl once told her that she was not complete now, but only half of the remaining lamp that had been cultivated into a demon, so she was unable to recover the strength of a great demon. So, is there a possibility that the other half of her remaining lamp is inside this temple? Or should we say that the lamp she is standing under at this moment is the other half of her body? When Qing Xingdeng came up with this idea, he suddenly felt that his connection with this lamp was much closer than before. It no longer needs to stay in the center of the flame, but expand to all parts of this lamp. This lamp is indeed my lost other half! This is the reason why the evil monk can influence me from a distance, right? Qing Xingdeng quickly figured out the key to all this. "Okay, evil monk, this is the temple where you practice Buddhism, right? Watch me burn this place to the ground!" When Qingxingdeng had this thought, he suddenly felt that he had committed a serious sin. Burning down temples and destroying Buddha statues were extremely bad things! The unrelieved feeling of guilt made Qingxuandeng have difficulty breathing and he almost couldn't catch his breath.
From the bottom of my heart, I gradually agreed with this sentence. "I won't burn the temple anymore. I'll just take revenge on the evil monk, okay?" When Qing Xingdeng thought about this, his inner guilt eased and he felt much more relaxed. She glanced secretly at the statue of Vairocana Buddha and found that He seemed to be staring at her and seeing through all her thoughts. "I really don't have the idea of burning down the temple anymore. I will only take righteous revenge against the evil monks." Qingxingdeng turned toward the statue of Vairocana Tathagata and apologized a few times. Then he glanced around the hall and his eyes fell on Ruyi who was still sleeping. It soon attracted attention. She could first find the little monk and inquire about the situation here. If the circumstances were right, he could come here and retrieve half of his body, making himself whole again. Once he restores himself to wholeness, he will become a real big monster. Humph, isn't it easy to deal with a little evil monk? The firelight flickered gently, and a wisp of flame, controlled by the Qingxuandeng, tried to fly out of the Guangmingdeng. But the next moment, the entire bright lamp gently emitted Buddha's light, and the scriptures surrounding the lamp paper seemed to come alive. The flame was trapped inside the bright lamp and could not get out. At the same time, Sanskrit chanting was heard, and Qingxingdeng's consciousness became blurred and gradually showed signs of dispersing. This feeling is so familiar! Qing Xingdeng suddenly realized that he was sent back in the same way last time by the scriptures surrounding the lamp paper of this lamp. This must be a trick that the evil monk used against me on purpose! Ahh! It's so abominable! The evil monk must have imprisoned half of his own body on purpose! How would that evil monk play tricks on me before I came here? The more Qing Xingdeng thought about it, the angrier he became, and the angrier he became, the faster his consciousness dissipated. What a disgusting feeling! Just wait, evil monk, I will be back next time! The consciousness of Qingxuandeng completely dissipated, and Guangmingdeng returned to its previous appearance. Ruyi, who was lying on the floor of the hall and sleeping on the mat, turned over again without realizing it. (End of this chapter)