Mountains of white bones are covered with light dust. The ghost is beside you, and the bass is gentle. The wind blows through the branches and leaves rustle, like a spring dream that has disappeared without a trace. The wine is rich and mellow, burning your body in your mouth.
The body is covered with golden light and the scriptures are recited silently. Sandalwood fills the air, and the Buddha is enshrined in the niche. Pattering outside the eaves seemed to be pouring, and the long wind blew through the window lattice. Close your eyes and meditate, without desires or desires.
Staggering and falling into his arms, moisture poured in, causing ripples in his heart. His eyes were as hazy as the rain, and his mind was dizzy with the smell of alcohol.
"Only by quitting drinking, quitting greed, and quitting anger and ignorance can you become a Buddha."
The visitor didn't seem to notice and stood up suddenly.
"If you are a Buddha, can you fulfill my wish?"
Take away the full moon, full and full.
"Please, give in to me."
Cultivation is supplemented and plot is the main focus.
The real magic power is profound, the boring and coquettish Buddhist cultivation attack x the fake shameless and thick-tongued talker
1v1, main subject, HE, both cruel and sweet
I don't know much, so don't worry about too many professional things. After all, I am happy writing about it, and maybe you will be happy reading it too.
I don't know if there will be any serious jokes or if there is anything inappropriate. Tell me and I will change it immediately. My desire to live is extremely strong orz
Buddhist system updated, sorry.