The sun is past noon, and there are fewer and fewer people in the tea shed. Mu Qingfeng leaned on a pillar supporting the tea shed, saw that Twilight got into the carriage without looking back, raised his eyelids, looked at the big sun on the July afternoon, and then sighed heavily and resignedly.

The carriage traveled unhurriedly for an hour.

Twilight leaned against the wall of the car and closed her eyes to recuperate, and suddenly heard the coachman outside the curtain say, "Girl, that little master has followed us all the way." ”

"Hmm. There was only a soft grunt from the carriage.

The coachman touched his nose stupidly, and he originally wanted to ask, "Does the little master know you?" Why don't we give him a ride?? After all, the sun is so hot, and if the little master continues like this, something will happen if the little master continues like this. But the attitude of the master is so cold, he can't say anything, I just hope that the little master will ask for more blessings.

Looking back at the monk who had been following the carriage ten paces away, the coachman wiped his sweat in confusion. This monk is really strange, even if his carriage is not fast, but in any case it can be compared to his two legs, he can always follow like this, not far or close, and grasp it quite well.

"What a weirdo. The coachman shook his head and muttered quietly.

About an hour later, the carriage passed through a forest.

"Take a break. You go get some water for me. Twilight handed out a cowhide jug and a small piece of broken silver from the curtain.

Phew—The coachman drank the horses, and after stopping the carriage, he took the kettle and the broken silver to find water. Twilight also got out of the carriage.

"Dusk!" Mu Qingfeng was fanning the wind with the corner of his wide robe, sweat had already soaked his monk's robe, and when he saw Twilight walking towards him, he immediately waved his hand excitedly.

Ten paces away, Twilight soon came to him, but he didn't look at him, looked at the direction they came from, and said softly, "Go back." ”

Feeling that her sleeves were being pulled, she looked sideways slightly, and met a pair of bright and charming peach blossom eyes.

"Twilight, I can't go back. Mu Qingfeng carefully tugged at the corners of her clothes, like a child who was afraid of being abandoned, her eyes were wide open, and she tried her best to get rid of the charming look, only leaving piety, word by word, and said slowly, "In Biluo Temple, I miss you when I eat, I miss you when I sleep, I miss you when I sweep the floor, and I still think about you when I chant scriptures." Dusk, what I worship at the temple gate and read is not the Buddha and Bodhisattva, but the heart and you. ”

He continued to use his pitiful appearance and said slowly: "The Buddhist scriptures have clouds: the body, that is, the place of the heart. The Buddha was merciful and had mercy on me. So Twilight, I'll go wherever you go, don't try to leave me behind. I know you're stingy, I can pay for food and travel by myself, and even my share of yours! Don't worry, I have money, and I can make a fortune without it. ”

Twilight couldn't laugh when she heard it: "Dare to ask, which Buddhist scripture is it?"

"Mu's Compassion Sutra!" Peach Blossom eyes raised, and he immediately straightened up.

Twilight stared at him silently for a while, and asked, "Where do I go, you go?"

"Seriously!"

"What if I go to hell?" Twilight asked again.

"Of course I'll go. Mu Qingfeng blinked, and answered very naturally, as if Twilight Yang had asked a very idiotic question.

There is a wind through the forest, with the smell of trees, and there is a hint of coolness.

The coachman came back with a kettle full of water, and Twilight turned around and said lightly, "Get in the car." ”

Mu Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, and reacted that Duyang was talking to him, and he hurriedly responded with a "Okay", and chased after him, ignoring the image of the monk.

"You can hurry, we need to find a place to stay before dark. Before getting into the carriage, he didn't forget to grin at the stunned coachman.

"Ahh ”

Mu Qingfeng heard the coachman praise him for his good looks, pursed his lips, and secretly stole fun. Twilight still gave him a faint look, and when she retracted it, her gaze suddenly moved.

Under the big red robe, there was a pair of worn monk's shoes, and the few toes that were half exposed had already been ground out of blood by the gravel. And the owner of these feet still laughed uncontrollably, and he had no heart or lungs.

"Why don't you use light work?"

"Huh?" At first glance, Mu Qingfeng didn't react, and when he saw his feet with Twilight's gaze, he laughed "oh", and even moved his toes restlessly, and said as a matter of course, "In order to move you, it makes you feel distressed." ”

Such shameless words can only be said by Mu Qingfeng.

However, Twilight suddenly stopped talking.

Because, at some point, when she saw those feet with frayed skin and even bleeding, she seemed to ...... It seems to be really distressed.

- The body, that is, the place of the mind.

Thinking of Mu Qingfeng's oath, remembering the affection of a few days ago, Twilight leaned against the wall of the car and closed his eyes tiredly.

……

Walking through a mountain village, it is still early. The carriage came to a slow stop, and they spent the night in a farmhouse.

Mu Qingfeng sat on a big rock, rolled up his trouser legs, and put his feet in the stream. The cool water of the midsummer night trickles through the tips of your toes, and it is very exciting. He bared his teeth and let out a sigh of relief, shaking his feet, stirring up a few small splashes.

The moonlight shone slowly on the water, sparkling waves. The stream was only five feet wide, and on the opposite bank stood the back of Ziyanluo, whom he was all too familiar with.

He looked at the back quietly, as always, and in the afterglow, a new pair of shoes resting on the green grass. As if remembering something happy, my feet soaked in the water swayed more and more.

When he got out of the carriage, he happily rushed over to discuss the stay with the farmer's uncle, who had always been good at words, and he was dressed as a monk, so he was glad to let them stay. Turning around, he saw Twilight talking to the old woman, and as she spoke, the old woman looked at him, her gaze lingering on his feet for a moment, and then she nodded again and again.

Although Twilight ignored him and went into the house by himself, when he took the new shoes handed by the old woman, he felt very strange in his heart.

……

The splash grew louder and bigger, splashing the corners of the skirt.

Twilight remained unmoved.

Mu Qingfeng simply picked up the water and splashed her. The force was well controlled, only splashing a few hairs on her. When Twilight turned around, a few of them splashed in her face.

I wanted to ignore someone's prank, but that bright smile inexplicably attracted her. In my impression, except for the matter of groaning, Mu Qingfeng seems to have always been happy.

Laughing heartlessly, making trouble unscrupulously, and doing anything for her with pleasure......

"Mu Qingfeng, do you have anything sad?"

"Yes. Mu Qingfeng replied casually, "For example, if you ignore me, I will be very sad." ”

He blinked, and the bright peach blossoms reflected the sparkling water light spread by the moonlight, which was very smart.

Twilight looked at it, and suddenly thought a little carefully, "Then I'll make you sad, okay?"

What's the situation?!

He was stunned for a moment, looking innocently, puzzled, and earnestly at the other side, his eyelashes trembling cautiously.

"Poof-" Twilight couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing her smile, Mu Qingfeng realized that he was being tricked.

"Humph!" he wrinkled his nose in exasperation. And his aggrieved and arrogant appearance will only make Twilight shake her head and smile even more helplessly.

Wow, whoa, whoa.

The restless feet made a bigger splash.

"Mu Qingfeng, you're so bored!"

"It's okay......"