The next day, everyone was ready to go, Hong Cherry was holding a newly made robe, and was about to look for Yuanxing, but he was not seen in the crowd, and was about to ask, and the door of Master Mingguang's courtyard was pushed open.

The old mage led a group of monks out.

"Huh?" Someone among the craftsmen let out an exclamation.

Only then did everyone realize that there was an extra monk behind Master Mingguang.

The monk was tall and thin, with a handsome face, and his blue monk's robe lined with his fair skin, and he had a dusty temperament.

Everyone knows this person, he is a strong martial artist with a good temper, and Xiao Qin, who always laughs on weekdays.

Hong Cherry walked up to Yuan Xing like a lost soul, and said in a panicked tone after a while: "You, where is your hair?" Did you let the old monk shave? ”

Yuan Xing smiled and said softly: "Silly girl, there is no such person as Qin Kong in this world, some are just monks Yuan Xing." ”

"What's so good about being a monk? Or did my words last night scare you, if you don't want to marry me, you won't marry, why not? Cherry just said to herself, and was going to go up and pull him.

Yuan Xing took half a step back, avoided her pull, and lowered his eyes and smiled: "The poor monk was shaved at the age of five, and he has been a monk for nearly twenty years. It has nothing to do with the donor. ”

Cherry shook her head, but she didn't seem to listen to what he said, and only stared at him: "What is wrong with me?" I haven't disliked you for being lazy and poor. ”

Yuan Xing turned his head sideways, avoiding her burning gaze, but the smile on his face never changed.

Cherry seemed to think of something, and in a panic picked up the robe and gestured in front of Yuanxing, muttering to herself: "It seems to be a little big, I, I'll take it back and change it......" But here she couldn't cry, couldn't say half a word, wiped her tears, and staggered away.

"Alas!" The old painter saw everything in his eyes, sighed heavily, and chased after him.

"Bad fate." The old monk Mingguang also shook his head, his eyes were deep, as if he had thought of something, and his face was embarrassed. After half a ring, he suddenly spoke: "Actually, Buddhism comes and goes freely, Xiaohong Shizhu is a good girl, why don't you think about it?" ”

As soon as these words came out, his eldest disciple's face changed dramatically in an instant, and he really didn't expect that the master, who had always been beautiful, would say such a thing.

Yuan Xing just looked at the direction where the cherry girl left and was stunned, and gradually the smile on his face that had been maintained disappeared......

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This happened, and the atmosphere on the road inevitably became subtle after that.

Yuan Xing no longer went to the team of craftsmen, and only spent time with a group of monks on weekdays, walking, chanting scriptures, meditating, listening to lectures, and was fully arranged every day.

Hong Cherry hides in the team and rarely shows up. Occasionally getting closer, the two looked at each other, and they also avoided each other, as if they had really become strangers to each other.

Other than that, the journey went smoothly and there were no accidents.

When they arrived at Master Mingguang's temple, everyone had to separate.

Before leaving, the old painter found Yuanxing, stared at him for a long time with a complicated expression, sighed and took out a burden, he was not allowed to refuse at all, stuffed it into his hand and turned around and left.

Yuanxing stayed for a long time with the burden, and then found Mingguang and Wuche, and asked them to have a chance to take care of the cherry father and daughter, so he proposed to resign.

Master Mingguang was going to keep him as a disciple, but it can be seen that he was resolute and no longer reluctant, and took a scroll for him.

Yuan Xing was immediately shocked when he saw this thing, just because this scroll was very similar to the supernatural scroll dug up by Tianchan Temple at the beginning.

Seeing his surprised look, Master Mingguang just smiled mysteriously, didn't explain to him, waved his hand and began to pick people up......

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Yuan Xing returned to his modern residence and looked at the time, and it was already early morning on the fifth day. This time I traveled in a parallel world, and I only stayed for less than two months, but the time in the modern world was actually two days longer than the three months in the Northern Song Dynasty, and it seems that the speed of time in the world is very different.

"This time there are supernatural powers, but the Northern Song Dynasty does not, is it because of this? Or does it have something to do with the different strength of the world's aura? He could only guess in his heart, the cold war with Jin Chan was still ongoing, so he didn't have to expect him to answer.

As usual, he first took out his mobile phone to report his safety to his family, and then returned the phone number of the Governor's Mansion, and then he let out a long sigh. He set the scroll aside and took out what the old painter had given him.

When I opened the baggage, I first saw a pair of Xinna's cloth shoes, and a cyan robe was quietly folded underneath, with fine stitches, which was obviously done with great care.

As he looked at these, he seemed to see a petite figure quietly clinging to needlework in the light.

"Silly girl......" shook his head and chuckled, he carefully fastened his baggage and found a cabinet to put it in.

Straightened up, happened to see the big Zen characters hanging on the wall, I was stunned for a long time, and I don't know why, everything that happened for many years after the monk went through my mind, these memories lingered, and I hated it. He forced himself to lower his eyes and avoided them.

Seeing that it was still early, I fetched water and carefully wiped the inside and outside of the room.

Then he took a broom and cleared the yard, and removed the weeds from the greens in the garden.

At noon, I ordered myself a bowl of noodles that were boiled a little stiff, and I put too many chili peppers, and my tears and snot came out of my eyes.

Xiaodouzi, the stupid cat, didn't know where to run and went crazy, and he didn't come back after being home for a long time.

When he was full of food and sleepy, he took off his coat and didn't bother to take a bath, so he closed the curtains and lay down on the bed, with a quilt over his head.

It may be that I was tired from this journey, and I slept for a long time.

I didn't do the evening class, and I missed the morning class the next day, and I didn't get lazy until the third pole of the day.

Through the curtains, you can still feel the scorching heat of the sun.

He yawned and slammed the curtain open, and the room was bright.

Curled up on one leg, he smiled and looked out the window, where the world was still lovely, without wind or rain, and the years were quiet......