It was a woman's voice.

Startled, he looked back.

I saw a twenty-eight beautiful woman standing at the door of the backyard.

Her eyebrows are picturesque, her lips are red, her little face is like a goose egg, her thin and plump delicate body, and her blue and white clothes swaying in the wind, she is like a fairy in the sky, floating out of the dust.

A sense of intimacy surged from the bottom of my heart, coupled with such a beautiful national beauty, the withered ginseng was stupid for a while.

"Why don't you speak? The woman snorted, as if she was a little annoyed.

Withered ginseng came back to his senses, his face turned red, and he thought that he had actually watched the female benefactor wander just now, so he immediately folded his hands, lowered his head and whispered "sin", and turned around to "escape" deep in the backyard.

"Eh, monk, don't go. The woman seemed to think it was funny, and chased the withered ginseng all the way.

Ask a few questions from time to time.

"My name is Nie Xiaoqian, what is your legal name. ”

"Have you been staying in Lanruo Temple all this time? ”

"Is there a better scenery in Lanruo Temple? ”

"Monk, you are good-looking and kind-faced, I felt very kind when I saw you for the first time. ”

"Hmm~ There's still a little annoying feeling. ”

Kushen stopped at the door of the firewood room, turned around, shook his head at Nie Xiaoqian with his hands folded, and said: "Amitabha, Nie Shizhu should have come here to accompany Nie Prefect to worship the Buddha, why have you been following the little monk."

This is where the monks live, and people are not allowed to enter. ”

"I don't like to worship the Buddha, it's too boring, there are too many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in your Lanruo Temple, and after kneeling next to each other, I'm afraid that this girl's leg will be broken. Nie Xiaoqian pouted.

"Lord Nie Shi hasn't been to Lanruo Temple before?" said Kushen in confusion.

"Nope. Nie Xiaoqian's head shook like a rattle.

Dry ginseng frowned, and couldn't figure out where that sense of intimacy and familiarity came from, and in the end it could only be attributed to Mianshan.

"Amitabha, the little monk is about to chop wood, Master Nie can leave and walk around at will. Dry ginseng said euphemistically.

"It's okay, monk, you split yours, don't worry about me. Nie Xiaoqian said perfunctorily.

Withered ginseng also ignored it, turned around and opened the door of the firewood room.

"Squeak..."

I saw that the firewood room was full of firewood, and the whole thing had been piled up to the height of the roof. Leave only one person-wide aisle.

Nie Xiaoqian's eyes widened, obviously stunned by the exaggerated scene.

"Monk, it's been a long time since your firewood has been chopped. ”

The withered ginseng replied with a puzzled face: "It's splitting every day." ”

"How many chops a day. ”

"A house. ”

........

I saw the withered ginseng walk into the firewood room, come to the firewood, and jump.

When he was in the air, he put his right hand into the pyre, and his left hand went down from top to bottom, holding several giant trees with both hands.

And then landed safely.

Carry the wood to the door and put it down.

Pick up an axe as if you were chopping vegetables.

"Brush Brush Brush"

Cut the wood into thin slices.......

Nie Xiaoqian looked stupid, it was the first time she had seen someone chopping wood like this.

After thinking about it, he picked up the axe leaning outside the firewood room, and followed the withered ginseng to learn.

An axe fell against the wood, and the axe only cut into the ......

"It's not fun. Nie Xiaoqian put the axe back angrily and walked to the side to squat under the shade of the tree.

Just quietly watched the withered ginseng cut firewood.

Two hours later......

The dried ginseng is almost finished cutting all the firewood in the firewood room.

Nie Xiaoqian looked at the withered ginseng that didn't even have a trace of sweat, and couldn't help but worship: "Monk, you are so powerful, are you a legendary hero of the rivers and lakes, you know martial arts." ”

Hearing this, the dry ginseng paused, turned his head to look, but saw Nie Xiaoqian looking at him with adoring eyes, which made him feel a little ..... Comfortable.

Sin, sin.

The withered ginseng quickly lowered his head and shook his head while cutting firewood.

"Master Nie, your father is looking for you for lunch. A monk came to the outside of the firewood room and said to Nie Xiaoqian.

Ignore the withered ginseng that is buried in cutting firewood.

After all, withered ginseng is considered by most monks to be a misfit.

Hearing this, Nie Xiaoqian looked at the sky, stood up, and said to the withered ginseng: "Monk, I'm going to eat." ”

Kushen clasped his hands together and said a Buddha call to Nie Xiaoqian.

Nie Xiaoqian rolled her eyes and walked to the front yard in a hurry.

The monk looked at Nie Xiaoqian's back in a daze, licked his mouth, and a strange expression appeared.

"Senior brother, this Nie Shizhu is the daughter of Nie Prefect's Mansion, you don't want to have bad intentions. Dry ginseng stood up and said coldly.

The monk looked at the withered ginseng in surprise and sneered: "You are wide enough, and everything is left to the abbot." ”

Between the words, there was no respect for the senior brother of dry ginseng.

With that, he flicked his sleeves and hurried to the front yard.

After the monk left, the dried ginseng continued to bury his head in cutting firewood.

The "firewood chips" that can be cut are no longer as thin as cicada wings, but uneven in thickness, and even wood chips splash during the cutting process.

No way!

Now that the cultivation world has declined, there is no longer enough strength to restrain the unconscious abbot.

I have to persuade Master Nie to leave.

Kushen threw the axe, stood up, took a step forward, and the whole person disappeared in place in an instant.

In the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the abbot of Wujue sits cross-legged on a futon, and in front of him is a small table carved from delicate pear blossom wood.

On it are placed six delicacies of the mountains and seas, as well as a small pot of dew and liquid pulp that the emperor can't drink.

The monk who was outside the firewood room just now hurriedly walked into the main hall and whispered beside the abbot of Wujue.

I saw that the expression of the unconscious abbot gradually became playful......

Suddenly, as if sensing something, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the gate of Lanruo Temple.

Next to the prayer pool, Nie Xiaoqian sat on the edge of the pool, it was really the food in Lanruo Temple that was too unpalatable, Nie Xiaoqian ate two bites and came out of the guest room to hang out.

One copper coin after another was thrown into the pool by Nie Xiaoqian, causing ripples.

That monk must be a master outside the world, so powerful, much stronger than the guards of Nie Mansion.

It looks so young, if you go to participate in the imperial examination, wouldn't it be appropriate to win the martial champion.

Having said that, the monk is quite good-looking.

"Amitabha, Lord Nie, offended. ”

Suddenly, the sound of withered ginseng sounded in Nie Xiaoqian's ears, and she felt that her waist was being hugged, and the surrounding scenery moved back quickly, and she came out of Lanruo Temple in an instant.

Then there was the blue sky and white clouds, and Nie Xiaoqian came back from her sluggishness, looked down, and then looked sideways.

Kushen looked grim and explained: "Master Nie, Lanruo Temple is not the place you should stay, the little monk will send you away first."

For a while, no one will be able to notice that you have left.

Later, the little monk will go back and pick up Nie Zhifu. ”

"You can fly! I'm in the sky!" Nie Xiaoqian didn't listen to the withered ginseng's words at all, but focused all her attention on the flight, and she didn't panic, she only felt surprised and happy.

"It's beautiful. Nie Xiaoqian looked at the scenery on the ground stupidly.

The wind in the sky is very strong.

Nie Xiaoqian's hands had been tightly wrapped around the neck of the withered ginseng for some time, and her head was getting closer and closer.

Although the face of the withered ginseng remained unchanged, there was a trace of strangeness in his heart, and he couldn't help but peek at Nie Xiaoqian with his afterglow.

At a glance, I realized that Nie Xiaoqian was looking at herself with adoring eyes.

"Goo. ”

Dry ginseng couldn't help but swallow.

"Are you thirsty?" Nie Xiaoqian asked innocently when she noticed the Adam's apple sliding up and down in front of her eyes.

There was no reply, mainly ...... Don't dare, that's an unjustified cowardice.

"Monk, you're blushing~"

"By the way, monk, what's your name. ”

Only then did the withered ginseng pretend to be calm and replied: "The little monk's name is withered ginseng." ”

"Dry ginseng, why are you taking me away. Nie Xiaoqian reacted at this time.

"Lanruo Temple is not a Buddhist temple, it is a demon cave. Dry ginseng replied in a deep voice.

Nie Xiaoqian was puzzled: "Then why don't you leave?"

With a hint of reminiscence, Kushen said softly: "Because, that is the little monk's home, and when you leave home, the little monk has nowhere to go." ”

"Poof. ”

Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help but laugh and said, "It's strange that you are a monk who says such things.

However, if you don't have anywhere to go, you can come to Nie's Mansion.

In the future, he will often fly with me, and he can protect me if he encounters danger. ”

Withered ginseng shook his head with a wry smile.

"Why, you don't want to fly with me. Nie Xiaoqian pursed her mouth, as if she was about to cry.

"Nope. Dry ginseng replied.

Nie Xiaoqian immediately changed her face, looked at the withered ginseng deeply, and said with a smile: "That's willing, you will protect me if I am in danger in the future, right."

Huh?"

The withered ginseng really couldn't stand such a hot gaze, his eyes dodged, and he hummed through his nostrils: "Hmm...."

Suddenly, a black dot appeared in front of me.

The withered ginseng stopped suddenly, and cold sweat ran down.

I saw the unconscious abbot sitting cross-legged in the air, looking at himself and Nie Xiaoqian with a smile on his face, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"Dry ginseng, where are you going to take Master Nie Shi with?

As a monk, he actually hugged the female benefactor.

Are you enlightened, or are you obsessed? ”