"Amitabha."

The abbot recited a Buddha prayer lightly, looked at the famous disciples kneeling in front of him, and said: "The new building is not a day's work, and now we have empty sleeves, how can we rebuild the temple?" Wouldn't it be better for you to go down the mountain first, hang up in other monasteries, or go around to make fortunes, and then return to the mountains to rebuild the monasteries when the time is ripe in the coming days? ”

As he spoke, he bent down, picked up a smoky black bowl from the pile of black things at his feet, walked slowly to Tang Ning's face, and put the bowl in her hand: "Take this bowl, go down the mountain!" ”

Tang Ning looked at the black bowl in his hand and wanted to say something to his abbot, but saw that he had already turned around and said to the disciples kneeling on the ground, "You all get up!" Take a bowl for each of you, and go down the mountain! So saying, he walked to the side of the stone bench and sat down.

Stuffing the bowl in his hand into his arms, Tang Ning stepped forward, picked up a small clay pot, ran to the water source to wash it, and received a jar full of water......

She came to the abbot with a clay pot in both hands, and after silently handing him the pot of water, she took a step back, folded her hands, and bowed to him.

The abbot held the clay pot filled with water in his hand, looked at the disciple in front of him who saluted him, and was slightly stunned for a moment, then saw that he finished saluting, turned around and went out.

At this moment, he didn't recognize it, this disciple, which disciple was it?

looked at the other disciples, and this look was stunned again.

2, 4, 6...... Eighteen. Eighteen disciples are all here, so where did the one just now come from?

The abbot looked down at the clear water in his hand, and couldn't help but lose his mind slightly. I saw that the water in the clay pot was swaying slightly, and there were more than a dozen gold leaves in the crystal clear water......

A few days later, Cloudsdale.

On the bustling streets of the city, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old monk looked around at the lively town with a bowl in his hand, his eyes full of curiosity and interest in the city.

The delicate and outstanding appearance of the little monk also attracted the attention of the people on the street, and even more benevolent people stuffed two steamed buns or melons and fruits into her bowl.

This little monk was none other than Tangning, who had left the monastery.

After leaving the monastery, she found some herbs that have antidotes, swelling and anti-inflammatory, mashed them all over her body, and took the juice to prevent any problems from being bitten by rats.

In the past two days, the inflamed and swollen wounds on the body from the rat bite have disappeared, but those wounds have not completely dissipated, and there are more traces of whipping on the body, which are covered all over the body, and the whip marks will still hurt faintly when pressed to the whip marks now.

"I have to get some money to buy medicine to regulate my body!" She whispered, looking at the crowded streets, thinking, where the hell did the money come from?

After walking for a while, she noticed that someone was following her, and she turned around as if inadvertently, her eyes swept over the two sneaky men, and she lowered her eyes slightly, and a touch of coldness crossed her eyes.

Although her appearance is very good, but after all, she is dressed as a little monk, no matter how much no one with such a human face and beastly heart will be staring at her, but she doesn't want to, not long after entering the city, someone is eyeing her.

Her steps continued unhurriedly, as if she were unaware. However, he walked to the alley where there were fewer and fewer people, and when he turned a corner, he disappeared.

"What about people?"

The two men on the second floor of qi refining walked into the alley quickly, but they didn't see the little monk before.

Tang Ning walked out from behind them, showing a seemingly innocuous smile: "Are you looking for me?" ”