The little monk looked at the mess all over the place, pouted, and then burst into tears, crying and sobbing.

Ming Yan didn't expect him to cry, so he hurriedly stepped forward to apologize and begged him not to cry, but the little monk didn't listen to her at all.

In the end, there was really no way, Ming Yan gritted his teeth and left behind the matter that the elder had warned him not to reveal his identity.

Ming Yan cast a spell to attach spiritual power to the lamps scattered on the ground, and then those lamps floated lightly and fell back to the wooden frame one by one.

The oil that had been scattered flew back into the lamp, and with a few flutters, the flame was lit again.

The little monk was already stunned, and forgot about crying. Ming Yan's face was a little pale after casting the spell, but he still smiled:

"You see, it's okay now, the lamp oil is still the lamp oil, and the flames are still the flames. ”

Xu was aware of Mingyan's pale face, and the little monk looked at her and nodded, but he didn't argue with her anymore.

Ming Yan found a place to sit down, the little monk looked at her and stopped talking, Ming Yan smiled and said:

"Say whatever you want!"

"That...... Donor, are you a goblin?"

Ming Yan choked in his throat and thought:

"You're a goblin, your whole family is a goblin. ”

Seeing that Mingyan looked at him and didn't speak, the little monk thought that he had guessed correctly, his face suddenly became solemn, and he said:

"You're really a goblin!"

"Why, you're scared!"

Ming Yan originally wanted to tease him, but he didn't expect the little monk to shake his head, and said with an extremely serious face:

"I'm not afraid, it's just that how can a goblin come to the temple! ”

"You little monk is interesting, not only is you not afraid of me, but you are also worried about me. ”

Ming Yan's words made the little monk blush slightly, he drew a few circles on the ground with his fingers, and said:

"I've seen goblins and know that goblins aren't all bad, I met a female goblin when I was a kid and she was very kind and not only saved me, but also played with me. ”

"It's just that later the master and the brothers found out, and they actually wanted to kill her. Luckily, she ran away, but I haven't seen her since. ”

"You want to see her again? why?"

"I want to tell her I'm sorry, after all, if it weren't for me, Master and they wouldn't have hurt her. ”

After speaking, the little monk lowered his head and stopped talking. Ming Yan smiled sarcastically, she wanted to tell him that even if it wasn't him, his master and brothers would have dealt with the goblins.

Because in their eyes, goblins are evil, and they represent the right way, so they must destroy the evil way.

The little monk was very kind, he was grateful to the female goblin for saving him and accompanying him, and he didn't want to blame the masters. His world is clean and wonderful.

After this day, the relationship between the two became intimate, and both looked the same age, and they became good friends with each other without friends.

The little monk has been with Ming Yan for a long time, and he will always be taken a little badly, and he will be taken out of the temple several times, and then wander around the town.

The little monk always thought that Mingyan was a goblin, and Mingyan didn't want to break it, she thought that there was no difference between a goblin and a demon saintess.

Ming Yan didn't mean that she could often go to the little monk, she would always disappear for several months and then reappear in front of the little monk.

At first, the little monk would be worried that Ming Yan would not come back, but after a long time, he became accustomed to it, thinking that she had gone back to the mountains to practice.

The summer is gone and the cold is coming, and it is another five years. Unknowingly, Ming Yan and Ming Ran have been together for five years.

Ming Ran is seventeen years old, and he is more and more handsome, especially the kind of indifferent temperament, which will attract young girls to treat him differently from time to time.

Every spring, when the peach blossoms and pear blossoms bloom at the temple, Mingyan returns to the temple to visit Mingran, and this year is no exception.

The courtyard outside the Changming Hall is also full of peach trees and pear trees, and when the flowers bloom, the pink and white contrast each other, which looks extraordinarily beautiful.

Ming Ran still refueled the lamps in the Changming Hall, and when he was free, he would meditate under the tree and read Buddhist scriptures.

On this day, the weather was beautiful and the sun was shining brightly outside, which was a good time to calm down and study the Buddhist scriptures.

Ming Ran sat under a peach blossom tree as usual, a Buddhist scripture spread out on the stone table in front of him, he held a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, his fingers kept turning the Buddha beads, and his mouth murmured.

Suddenly, a bright red flower fell on the page, and he was stunned for a moment, and then looked up with a helpless smile, and sure enough, he saw the smoke sitting on the branches of the peach tree.

Mingran picked up the bright red plum blossom, put it in the palm of his hand, and asked lightly:

"It's spring, where did you find this plum blossom?"

"I naturally have a way, but you, in such a good season, why do you still stay here to read the scriptures, or go out for a walk with me!"

"No, Master has not finished my homework yet. ”

"You little monk, why are you so boring!"

Ming Yan has been calling him a little monk for so many years, and Ming Ran has corrected her many times, but she can't change it, and finally Ming Ran also called with her.

In the past two years, Mingran's temperament has become more and more quiet, sometimes Mingyan says ten words, and he doesn't necessarily reply to a sentence, but Mingyan doesn't mind at all, and still talks to himself.

"Little monk, the flowers in the mountains have bloomed, when, I'll take you to see it!"

Hearing this, the little monk paused in the action of turning the Buddha beads, and then returned to normal, and said lightly:

"Those who cultivate are not allowed to leave the temple at will. ”

"Come on, you ran away with me a lot when you were a child, and I remember when you climbed a tree for a fruit, you even broke your pants. ”

Ming Yan mentioned the troubles when he was young, Ming Ran's face was slightly red, and he looked at Ming Yan with some annoyance.

Seeing that he finally had a reaction, Ming Yan showed a triumphant smile and jumped down from under the tree, causing the peach blossoms to fall one after another.

It seemed to be a peach blossom rain, and Ming Yan was dressed in red, the beauty was suffocating, and Mingran's eyes were slightly stagnant.

Ming Yan loves red clothes very much, and for so many years, Ming Ran has not seen her have other colors of clothes, and her personality has become more and more flamboyant.

Ming Ran persuaded many times not to wear red clothes, because people here felt that wearing red clothes to enter the Buddha hall was disrespectful to the Buddha.

But Mingyan didn't listen, she said that she didn't go to the main hall, and only in this part of the activity, it was not considered blasphemy against the Buddha.

Until now, Ming Ran still doesn't like her wearing red, but she has to admit that Mingyan is still the most suitable for red, and only red is the most beautiful for her.

Ming Yan sat down beside him, his clothes fluttering, bringing a faint fragrance, and when he smelled it, his heart jumped violently.

But he didn't pay attention, after all, this is how the two of them have gotten along for so many years.

Ming Yan supported his chin with one hand, pinched a peach blossom with the other, and said boredly:

"Little monk, I'm really bored, don't ignore me every time you come!"

"I can't really get out, sorry. ”

Obviously said sorry words, although the tone was light, but I could hear that he was really sorry.

Mingyan pouted and stopped talking. Every time she is like this, as long as she says sorry clearly, she can't get angry even if she wants to, so she can only stay depressed.

Sensing Ming Yan's unhappiness, Ming Ran was also very helpless, wanting to say something more, but he didn't know what to say.

At this time, he saw a few peach blossoms falling on Ming Yan's bun, so he naturally reached out to pluck them for her.

Ming Yan just turned around, the two of them were stunned, and Ming Ran didn't move for a while, at this moment, the two of them were very close.

For the first time, they saw their own shadows in each other's eyes, and it was clear. The wind blew again, and the peach blossom petals fell again.

In this rain of flowers, the appearance of the two people has a trace of indescribable beauty, which makes people a little unbearable to break.

It wasn't until there was a human voice outside the courtyard gate that the two of them suddenly came back to their senses, and their faces were flushed. Mingran turned his head and said:

"Go quickly! The pilgrims will not be good when they see you. ”

Ming Yan glanced at Ming Ran deeply, and finally didn't say anything, and in a few jumps, he disappeared outside the courtyard wall.

And Mingran, sitting in place, couldn't calm down in his heart for a long time.

Su Mo'er left with Ming Yan, but saw that she did not go back to the Demon Realm, but went to a teahouse, she sat in the elegant seat on the second floor, and ordered tea and snacks.

Su Mo'er sat opposite her, and as her eyes looked downstairs, a play was being played on the stage below, which Su Mo'er was very familiar with, called "Nan Shenggui".

When she and Lin Moyu got married, Lin Moyu played this song to show her heart.