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The little monk was stunned, the tip of his tongue bent slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just looked at the arrogant Moli gently. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"I miss you, every minute, every second." The little monk said secretly in his heart.

He couldn't say anything about his introverted personality, he only knew that he began to miss her before she left that day.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have stayed quietly where she was before leaving, looking at the empty stone bench.

"Little monk......" Mo Li stretched out his hand and shook it in front of the little monk, and said very dissatisfiedly, "Little monk, why haven't I seen you so distracted for four days." ”

The little monk took down Mo Li's hand and said softly, "I was thinking, with your ingenuity, you must have solved the problem for the emperor." ”

Mo Li raised her head and said happily, "That's it, with this girl's ability, it's all a piece of cake, and it's easy to catch." ”

Mo Li simply told the little monk what she had done in the past four days, of course, she didn't say anything about her perverted breaking of the ten fingers of Xunyue, she didn't want to frighten the cute little monk.

"Little monk, I really didn't kill anyone, really, really, I promise." Mo Li said again.

The little monk nodded tirelessly, "I believe you." Little fox, even if you kill someone, I won't blame you. ”

The little monk felt that he was simply hopeless, a Buddhist disciple actually accommodated a person unprincipledly, even if she killed someone, he could accept it, as long as she was well.

Between her killing and her being killed, the little monk chose to let her kill without any entanglement or hesitation.

The little monk felt that he was no longer suitable for Buddhism, his heart was no longer quiet, and he no longer had the Buddha in his heart. In his heart lived a small, white, fleshy little fox.

However, even so, his Dharma is still progressing day by day, which makes him faintly doubt this piece of heaven.

"I still want to watch the little monk become a Buddha, how can I go to increase the number of sins?" Mo Li blinked and looked at the little monk.

The silent glass of such an action is very similar to the appearance of the little fox who has always been cute, which makes the little monk's heart soft and messy.

"Hello, everything is fine." The little monk said softly, as if the wind was a little stronger, and it was about to be blown away.

Mo Li's heart warmed slightly, it was a lucky thing for her to meet the little monk during the mission.

"The sun is just right, so it's a good time to take a break." Mo Li looked at the warm and bright sunlight outside the window, squinted her eyes, and said lazily.

The little monk was about to speak, when he found that Mo Li had changed back to his original form and crawled on his knees.

The little monk naturally hugged Mo Li, went to the place where the sunlight could shine in, took a thin blanket and covered Mo Li, and then hugged him in his arms with the blanket.

The sun is just right, and the years are quiet.

When Mo Li woke up, the sun was only warm, and the sky was flushed. Mo Li tiptoed down from the little monk, turned into a human form, looked at the cyan under the corner of the little monk's eyes, and sighed faintly.

She is not a brainless person, after the meditation is over, people are refreshed, and they will not be as haggard and weak as the little monk.

There is only one reason why the little monk is like this, and that is that he is waiting for her to come back sleeplessly.

What a fool, Mo Li whispered in her heart.

In this way, Mo Li sat quietly aside, watching the little monk's sleeping face, until night fell, and a cool breeze blew in.

Mo Li turned into a little fox again, returned to the little monk, and pretended to have just woken up.

took her little paw and poked the little monk's face, "Little monk, it's dark, wake up." ”

Mo Li screamed for a long time, and the little monk woke up, which shows that the little monk has been extremely sleepy these days.

"Little monk, how can you sleep better than me, hum, I remembered a word, animals are inferior." Mo Li began her treasure trick journey again.

Mo Li likes this kind of atmosphere of getting along with the little monk, and the whole person, no, should be the whole fox feels very comfortable.

The little monk was afraid that the cool breeze would blow to Moli, so he gathered the blanket and wrapped Moli firmly. The whole Fo'an Garden was pitch black, only the moon sprinkled with soft light in the sky, and the insects and birds chirping from time to time.

"Little monk, is it August 15 today?" Mo Li suddenly remembered something.

"What's wrong with August 15?" The little monk looked at Mo Li blankly, his shining eyes were shining in the night.

Mo Li felt that she was really stupid, there is no Chang'e running to the moon in this world at all, and there is no such thing as the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion.

Mo Li recalled the origin of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and then spoke to the little monk.

"Will Chang'e regret it? Swallowed the elixir alone and lived in the Guanghan Palace. The little monk asked meaningfully.

"Chang'e should repent of stealing the elixir, the blue sea and the blue sky and night heart. Everyone subconsciously thinks that Chang'e should regret it, otherwise this mythical story will no longer be poignant. ”

Merry paused, and then continued, "Of course, it is possible not to regret it, after all, everyone has their own ambitions, in case what she pursues is immortality, the same inch as the sky." ”

Suddenly, the little monk buried his head in Moli's fox fur and said in a deep voice, "If it were me, I would not have taken that elixir." ”

Mo Li's body stiffened as she felt a hot tear fall on her.

She didn't know how to react, she felt as if she had done something wrong again, and she shouldn't tell the story of Chang'e running to the moon.

However, this story can be told by a newly literate child in her place. The little monk was the first person Moli met who wept because of this mythical story.

What if, just in case, the little monk thinks too much. Mo Li really wanted to stretch out his claws and slap himself twice, so that you could be embarrassed and make you show off. Alas, how good is that.

After Mo Li felt that the little monk's mood had calmed down, he said very seriously, "Little monk, you must cultivate hard, I am still waiting for you to cover me after you become a Buddha." Then I can run rampant in this world. ”

The night was too heavy, so Mo Li didn't see the little monk's expression at all.

"Mooncakes, do you want to eat them?" The little monk asked.

Mo Li shook her head, when she was a child, there were only sweet mooncakes at home, and she didn't love sweets. When she grows up, there are mooncakes with various flavors and fillings, but she thinks that only the mooncakes when she was a child are the most cute.

"I want to eat, can you make it for me?" The little monk said with a smile.

Mo Li is a little weak-hearted, she really hasn't made moon cakes before, what if she can't do it well?

"Let's both try it together." Mo Li thought, since he was ugly, he should take the little monk with him, so that he wouldn't laugh at her. (To be continued.) )