"Hmm, I'm so full!" Ruotong touched his stomach and wiped his mouth with satisfaction. Buchen on the side opened his eyes and looked at Ruotong who was stretching his waist, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, finally stopped making trouble.

"It's time to go back!" Buchen looked up at the sky, where the sun was above him. "It's not good, it's noon!" Buchen was shocked, the master told him that he should give Ruotong luck on time at noon every day, only in this way can he completely remove the mysterious vitality in Ruotong's body at the moment he breaks through the innate nature, but any day of forgetfulness may have an impact on the future. When the master said these words to him, he must remember that to save people, you must do your best.

"Donor!" Buchen opened his mouth to stop Ruotong, who was about to go back. "Little monk, what's the matter!" Ruotong tilted his head and looked at Buchen. "The donor ~ should ~ give you luck to heal. He said slowly. "Heal, I'm not hurt!" Ruotong said, looking left and right at herself.

"That~" Buchen raised his palm, and there was a golden glow looming on his palm!"You mean to heal me the qi in my body!" Ruotong suddenly realized. "Well, the master said that you must be given luck treatment at noon, so that you can be completely cured in the future!" Buchen said. Ruotong looked up at the sun above his head and said, "Then come on!"

Buchen slowly approached Ruotong, and smelled the unique fragrance again, this time even the subtle hairs on Ruotong's delicate face could be seen clearly. Ruotong blinked his big eyes a few times, looked at the dumb Buchen in front of him and asked, "What are you looking at?" "Oh~no~ nothing!" Buchen suddenly woke up, put the messy thoughts just now, and raised his hand and put it on top of Ruotong's head.

The golden light fell from Buchen's hands to Ruotong's body, making her whole person look like a fairy bathed in golden light, and Ruotong gradually closed her eyes because of the comfort brought by this golden light, making her look even more peaceful and pure. Under the direct sunlight, the river was flooded with crystal light, and a small monk by the river, and a woman bathed in golden light stood opposite each other, forming a beautiful picture.

As the golden light in Buchen's hand dissipated, Ruotong also opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was Buchen's immature and green face. "Little monk, look at what this girl is doing!" Ruotong opened his mouth and drank softly. "No~" Buchen turned around and lifted the bucket and said, "It's time to go back!" Ruotong looked at Buchen's slightly panicked expression, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

In the Buddhist hall of the Temple of the Dead, Ruotong, who had just come back, heard that Grandpa Shanhuai was going back to the clan, so she took Shanhuai's hand and went back with her. "Ruotong, obedient, there is a master and a little master to take care of you here, I am very relieved, and only here can you cure the dark disease in your body!" "Then don't you go!" Ruotong pulled Shanhuai, after all, Shanhuai grew up with her since she was a child, and her feelings are naturally very deep.

"Ruotong, you are no longer a child, you should learn to grow up, after all, you have to leave me one day!" Shanhuai was also reluctant, but after listening to the words of the old monk, he finally decided to leave, the old monk once said to let him stay with Ruotong for a few more days, but Shanhuai was afraid that he would be reluctant to leave, so he simply made a decision and left immediately when Ruotong came back.

"I don't!" Ruotong spoke, resolutely refusing to let Shanhuai leave. "Ruotong, if you want to stay with Grandpa Shanhuai and your father all the time, you have to heal your body here, and when you grow up, you don't need me to follow the little girl behind you all the time!" Shanhuai spoke, comforting Ruotong's mood.

After some time, Ruotong finally nodded and agreed to stay here, but at the same time, he also asked Shanhuai to promise to bring his father to see him when he returned to the clan. "Okay, when grandpa returns to the clan, and your father will bring you your favorite snacks to see you!" Shan Huai touched Ruotong's head, and before he knew it, Ruotong's height was almost as tall as him.

After all, it was time to leave, the moment Shanhuai stepped out of the gate of the Temple of Death, Ruotong's eyes had flashed tears, and when Shanhuai's figure disappeared completely, Ruotong ran into his room and closed the door. "Master, what should I do?" Buchen looked up at the old monk. "Let her calm down, Buchen, you have to take good care of Ruotong's little benefactor in the future!" After the old monk finished speaking, he entered the Buddha hall alone, and closed his eyes in front of the Buddha statue. ”

"When~" The bell of the Temple of the Dead was ringing slowly, and the old monk who rang the bell sat in front of the big bell and stared at the south. "After going through the red dust, waking up in the red dust, and falling in the red dust, not empty, can you think about the consequences yourself!" said to himself, turned around and rang the bell again.

Since Shanhuai left, Ruotong has been depressed for several days, going out to fetch water with Buchen, and he is no longer ridiculing him as a little monk. Ruotong's performance is not dusty, he wants to make Ruotong happy, but he doesn't know how to do it.

When he arrived at the small river again, Buchen did not fetch water this time, but jumped into the river with an ordinary sound and disappeared. His actions startled Ruo Tong, he didn't know what he was going to do, if he was an ordinary person, he might be worried about drowning, but Buchen was a cultivator, so there was no need to worry about this problem at all.

Soon after, a big splash of "poof" splashed, and Buchen grabbed two fish, jumped ashore and said to Ruotong, "I'll grill fish for you!" Ruotong looked at Buchen, who was wet and slightly embarrassed, and nodded. "Then you wait a while!" Buchen shook off the water from his clothes, and hurriedly set up a fire and began to grill the fish.

After a while, the fragrance of the fish has come out, I have to say, the ability to grill fish is really good, Ruotong smelled the aroma that came out, and his appetite was already aroused. "Here you go!" Buchen handed the grilled fish to Ruotong, Ruotong took a bite and tasted it, and Buchen asked expectantly, "How does it taste?"

"It doesn't taste good!" Ruotong frowned. "No!" Buchen picked up the fish he was roasting in his hand and put it under his nose and smelled it, it seemed to taste good!"I don't believe you can taste it!" Ruotong handed the fish in his hand to Buchen. "Amitabha, sin, sin!" said Buchen with his hands folded. "Poof", Ruotong was amused by Buchen and laughed. "Lie to you, it tastes good!" Ruotong said with a smile as he took a bite of the fish.

"Hehe!" Buchen scratched his bald head and looked at Ruotong with a smile: "You're happy!" Ruotong rolled her eyes at Buchen: "Will this girl be such a stingy person? This girl has already figured it out these days, but it's just to test you!" "Test me?" Buchen didn't understand very well. "Forget it, I told you that you don't understand, anyway, what I want to eat in the future, what are you going to do for me?" Ruotong said to Buchen. "It can be, but where is the master?" Buchen was a little worried. "If you don't say it, I won't say it, does your master know?" Ruotong winked playfully at Buchen.

"That~~ Okay!" Buchen finally nodded in agreement.

"Okay, that's it!" Ruotong leaned over to Buchen and said, "Let's pull the hook!" she stretched out her sparkling little thumb. "How do you pull the hook?" Buchen looked at Ruotong who was nearby, and his tone was a little flustered. "That's it!" Ruotong hooked Buchen's little finger with his little finger.

The weak feeling was like an electric touch, Buchen quickly withdrew his hand, took a few steps back and chanted, "Amitabha!" "You little monk, you are shyr than me!" Ruotong said to Buchen. "Anyway, it's already hooked, which means you agree!" Ruotong then picked up his grilled fish and ate it.

"Hmm!" Buchen replied subconsciously, as if he was in a fugue, as if he was in a daze, and as if he was reminiscing about the touch of that moment just now.