Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 2918 Holy monk's lotus essence (13)

  She let out a light breath.

  It's okay, she has become smaller, and she is also the most beautiful woman in the world.

   People see, people still love.

  Bai Weiwei looked back at the meditation room through the window, and saw a room that was very large for her now.

  A smoker was left, but nothing was lit.

   Zen master is empty inside.

   There are no Buddha statues or anything.

   is a futon placed on the ground.

  What about the monk?

   Farther away is a bed covered in a pale yellow veil.

  The system also took a look at the probe, "It's meditating on the bed."

  Bai Weiwei immediately lowered her head, and then stretched out her short arms. Because she was extremely light, she jumped directly from the window sill, her light body, as if stepping on the air, lightly-slapped.

   fell to the ground.

  Being able to walk on water does not mean that you can fly in the air.

  She got up from the ground with a disheveled face.

   Then he immediately reached out and touched his face, making sure that his face was fine, before running forward with short hands and short feet.

  She ran under the big table for a while before she ran out of the table.

   Then he walked along the long wall and finally ran to the bed.

   The bed is...too high.

  Bai Weiwei put her hands on her waist, looked up with difficulty.

   Then I saw a corner of the white robe hanging down on the punch bed, with golden light patterns looming on the clothes.

  She stretched out her hand, then jumped up, grabbed a corner of her robe, and crawled at night.

   Finally climbed up.

   I saw myself crawling into the middle of the robes where the monk was sitting cross-legged.

   She looked strangely at the boy who was sitting cross-legged and was closing his eyes.

  Beautiful between the eyebrows, delicate and holy.

   Only the cinnabar between the eyebrows is gorgeous and amazing.

  Her body is now as small as a palm-sized adult. It is said that the effect of the stickers cannot be exerted too much.

   can only maintain her such a small body.

  Bai Weiwei felt that she should go to the supermarket for a refund.

   After all, isn’t this a shoddy product that cut corners?

   She stared at the boy with closed eyes, and found that he didn't seem to notice her coming.

   Is she too young?

  Bai Weiwei strangely placed one hand across her chest, and put the other hand on the horizontal arm, touching her chin with her fingers, looking contemplative.

  The monk suddenly frowned slightly, and the sandalwood beads surrounding him also floated up, resisting something.

  A black breath emerged from his white surroundings.

  It seemed to emanate from his body.

  Bai Weiwei: "What the hell, the monk doesn't take a bath every day? Why is he covered in smog?"

  System: "I have absorbed bad resentment, but I can't get rid of it, so I'm black."

  Little Bai Weiwei tilted her head and thought about it.

   Then she stretched out her delicate fingertips and touched the black air in the air.

  The black air immediately wrapped around her finger, and then disappeared.

  Bai Weiwei: "Is this smog on me?"

  System: "You are the lotus flower in the spiritual pool, you are born with a purification function. If you want to absorb a large amount of black energy, you can just touch the male lead's forehead."

  The black air is condensed in the altar of people.

  Such a big pool, so much aura.

   There are so many lotus flowers, just to purify the dark atmosphere.

  Lotus itself is the best plant for cleaning bad breath.

  Bai Weiwei flicked her fingers, and then said: "Okay, I'll redeem the monk and see if I can get one or two points."

   This short-haired bald donkey, who is so buttoned up, has only increased his favorability.

   It's better not to rise, so as not to be shocked when you look at it.

  But considering that he was forced to become a monk at birth, he has never seen any big scenes, and he meditates every day, so his brain is probably not working well.

  (end of this chapter)