"Master, he'...... He's awake! ”

Shi Yuan looked at Cheng Mu, whose eyelids moved slightly, and showed signs of awakening, turned his head excitedly and said something incoherently to the monk who was pouring wine.

"Oh."

The monk continued to drink and drink, not caring at all about Shi Yuan's words. This kid has that identity, how could he be killed by a ghost lightly. Thinking of this, the monk poured another sip of wine, and with some jealousy, he put the wine glass on the table. Why don't I have such a good past as this kid, the Buddha must have complained that I broke my vows. But this is a broken vow, I am willing. That's it, I'm still sipping on the bar.

Shi Yuan was a little annoyed that the monk's reaction was not good, after all, he had helped them just now. Besides, Cheng Mu has just woken up, and his focus is still on caring about Cheng Mu's physical condition.

"Jing Si, how are you feeling?"

Listening to Shi Yuan's concerned words and looking at his red eyes, Cheng Mu didn't answer, just smiled stupidly.

Since he was kicked out of his house and entered Buddhism, he has not received attention from others for a long time. In the temple, the most he did all day long was to practice and practice, and no one would pay much attention to him, even the master would only ask him about the progress of his practice sometimes.

Cheng Mu didn't know that Shi Yuan thought this in his heart, and he turned to the drinking monk again with a frightened face: "Master, don't be stupid, stupid, right?" Come and check it out! ”

Listening to Shi Yuan's words, Cheng Mu came back to his senses and couldn't help laughing, he moved his head and glanced at the monk: "Uncle Shi." ”

"It's stupid, it's not going to be better, you take good care of it."

The monk got up with the wine gourd and walked out slowly, and when he closed the door, he added: "Ben Chen, every qiē is determined by heaven." ”

Shi Yuan was completely confused by the monk's words, and the whole person was a little stunned.

Hearing Cheng Mu's light cough, he came back from his stunned and stared at Cheng Mu's eyes with a very suspicious look: "You...... How the hell are you? ”

Cheng Mu slowly raised his hand, and Shi Yuan lowered his body and moved closer to him, thinking that he was going to let him do something.

As a result, he was just touched by Cheng Mu.

Who is going to tell him what happened...... Was he teased by Cheng Mu's touching of his head......

This is not like Cheng Mu's style, he is a monk who is well-behaved and dedicated to Buddha.

Sure enough, it's stupid.

Cheng Mu reluctantly explained to Shi Yuan for a long time before convincing Shi Yuan that he really had no problem except for blood loss and a little weakness in his body, and his brain was very good.

"So, then why did you touch my head just now?" Shi Yuan knew that he was not stupid and remembered what happened just now, this can't be explained, since he is not stupid, how can he touch his head, unless he ......

Shi Yuan felt a little deer in his heart, and he was very nervous about how Cheng Mu would answer him.

Cheng Mu looked at Shi Yuan's slightly red face with an expectant look and suddenly flickered, he was a monk, how could he think about others, not to mention that Shi Yuan was still a man......

Cheng Mu thought about it, his expression immediately became stern, he closed his eyes to hide the feelings he shouldn't have, and then said slowly with a calm face: "Just now, the poor monk just woke up and had a confused mind to offend the donor, sin, Amitabha. ”

Shi Yuan smiled and said as if he was fine: "I knew that this was the case, but I just woke up and my brain was not clear." I'll go get you something to eat, and you lie down first. ”

After Shi Yuan finished speaking, he got up and walked away, he didn't want to expose other feelings for Cheng Mu to see. Sure enough, like the previous times, Cheng Mu was just unintentional, he was self-inflicted.

Shi Yuan smiled bitterly and comforted himself, after all, Cheng Mu is now a monk, and a monk should have no desires and no desires. No matter how hard you work, yes, if you work harder, you will succeed sooner or later.

"Drink." Shi Yuan held the bowl in one hand and handed the spoon to Cheng Mu in the other.

Cheng Mu was a little embarrassed, and then thinking about the illusion he brought to Shi Yuan today, he was even more conflicted in his heart, he actually ...... Don't want to refuse.

"I'll do it myself."

Shi Yuan looked at him firmly and unchanged: "Jing Si, if you really want to do it yourself to make the recovery time of your body slower, I don't mind spending more time taking care of you." ”

Feeling the spoon on his lips and Shi Yuan's affection, he couldn't refute it anymore, so he had to open his mouth and drink the gruel.

The gruel he drank was very hot, and it warmed his heart. Cheng Mu watched Shi Yuan with his eyebrows lowered while drinking, and seriously blew the steaming gruel in the spoon, and the warmth in his heart was even fuller, as if it was about to overflow.

He regretted it, he shouldn't have said no just now. However, what's the use of regretting, and what can you do if you don't refuse......

Cheng Mu propped up the side of the bed to get up, Shi Yuan immediately panicked, he suddenly lifted the quilt and got up from the ground a few steps to the side of the bed and pressed Cheng Mu's shoulder.

"What's the matter, I'll help you with what you're going to do."

Cheng Mu looked at Shi Yuan's eyes expressionlessly: "There are still poor monks who have been practicing for ten years, and this injury is not a big deal." The donor sleeps on the bed, and the poor monk sleeps on the ground. ”

As he spoke, Cheng Mu wanted to continue to sit up, but Shi Yuan's hand pressing on his shoulder became stronger, and he was now weak and couldn't defend Shi Yuan's hand. Cheng Mu evoked a wry smile, how could this injury be so weak.

Shi Yuan's eyes were red, and the hand that grabbed Cheng Mu's shoulder moved to the collar, if he didn't worry that Cheng Mu was injured, he would definitely beat him up.

"Nope."

"Poor Monk—"

"It just doesn't work." Shi Yuan's voice was raised, and there was obvious anger in his words, "You have to listen to me in my house." ”

After saying this, Shi Yuan seemed to lose his strength, he let go of his hand and turned around and went back to the floor. Lie down, cover the quilt, close your eyes, and do it in one go.

Cheng Mu felt tired, and he couldn't bear it after holding on for a long time, so he had to lie down obediently again, cover the quilt, and didn't close his eyes.

He couldn't sleep, he was distracted. Why did such a good person as Shi Yuan speak to him so much, he really read the Buddhist scriptures in vain and insulted the holiness of the monks.

Thinking of this, Cheng Mu closed his eyes, he wanted to recite Buddhist scriptures for introspection.

Listening to Cheng Mu's muttering, Shi Yuan closed his eyes tighter, this Buddhist scripture is not meditation but disturbance for him. The more he listened, the more confused his heart became, but he would never forget one point - he wanted to chase Cheng Mu.

The full moon shone high, and the occasional birdsong made a qiē silent in the moonlight. The two people in the room seemed to have the same mind, and they were silent, and they were also in harmony and lost sleep at the same time.

I don't know how long it took, when Shi Yuan fell asleep, he was thinking, Cheng Mu, the stinky monk, really made him sad.

And Cheng Mu, who was lying on the bed, still had his eyes wide open, he was thinking, he was afraid that he really didn't have a heartless heart, and this monk was probably going to come to an end.

But somehow, he felt a lot more relaxed.

He suddenly understood what Master had said when he had shaved him: "You can't be a monk after all."

I remember that at that time, he was still unconvinced and said that he would practice seriously, and now when he thinks about it, he laughs.

The Dharma name given to him by the master seems to have a deep meaning. Dust returns to dust, and every qiē has to return to the same place.

He entered Buddhism from the mortal world, and he was afraid that he would return to the mortal world after all.