Song Qingshu left, waving his sleeves without taking away a single cloud.

Not to mention that a cloud was not taken away, but he left a bag of osmanthus cakes.

Zhou Meixue looked at the osmanthus cake and didn't move.

I'm still hungry.

After all, after eating at noon, I have only eaten three bites of steamed buns so far.

It's still hard to die for.

Zhou Meixue just looked at Mrs. Zhenru and called Master softly.

"Eat as much as you want, do whatever you tell me to do." Zhenru Shitai said lightly.

"Master doesn't say that I can eat it, how dare I eat it." Zhou Meixue said softly.

Mrs. Zhenru looked at Zhou Meixue: "I didn't say that you would steal food at night, right?" ”

"But that's my steamed bun." Zhou Meixue said confidently.

Rao is really like a teacher, and he was also suppressed by Zhou Meixue's justified declaration.

Yes, Zhou Meixue is right at this point, she does eat her own steamed buns, unlike the osmanthus cake left by Fang Bei, Zhou Meixue's steamed buns She does have the right to decide when to eat them.

"Yes." Mrs. Zhenru nodded.

She looked at the osmanthus cake in front of Zhou Meixue, quietly stretched out her finger, and with a clamp in the air, a piece of osmanthus cake jumped out on its own and came to the fingertips of Mrs. Zhenru.

At the beginning, Yue Pingshan was able to take things in the air, to put it bluntly, this was just a means of using true qi.

But being able to be so ingenious that it can be used to get the soft and fragile osmanthus cake with two fingers so far apart like Mrs. Zhenru is the real embodiment of quiet strength.

However, Zhou Meixue is not surprised, after all, she has seen a lot of things by the master's side.

However, seeing that Mrs. Zhenru put the osmanthus cake to her mouth, Zhou Meixue was anxious: "Don't eat at noon, Master!" ”

Theoretically, it is a standard precept with the eight precepts of Buddhism, which belongs to the eighth precept of non-food, and is one of the easiest precepts to follow and easy to break.

The reason why Zhou Meixue was able to steal food was that her cultivation level was relatively low and she had not yet been officially ordained.

But the true teacher is different, she is a serious bhikshuni, and if she really eats osmanthus cake, she will break the vows.

Mrs. Zhenru ignored it, put the osmanthus cake in her mouth, chewed it gently, and felt the taste before she spoke quietly.

"It's dawn."

Zhou Meixue looked up and saw that a touch of fish belly white in the sky had already lit up.

I never thought that when I recited the Diamond Sutra like this, before I knew it, the night had passed.

"Then I'm going too!" Zhou Meixue said excitedly.

Osmanthus cake is so delicious!

……

……

On Yingtianfu Street, people come and go.

Zhou Meixue followed behind Mrs. Zhenru and followed suit.

Mrs. Zhenru is just a gray robe with patches, only holding a string of black sandalwood prayer beads in her hand, carrying a package on her back, and her age looks like she is about fifty years old.

Someone once said that it is best not to mess with three kinds of people in the rivers and lakes, one is a woman, one is a child, and the other is a monk.

Then there is no doubt that nuns are definitely the most difficult people to mess with in the rivers and lakes.

If there is anything more difficult to mess with than a nun, then there is no doubt that it is a little nun.

Zhou Meixue is a little nun.

She was wearing a yellow monk's robe, which didn't look very conspicuous, but under the earthy yellow monk's hat, even if it was not whitewashed, she could see that this Sichuan girl was smart and cute.

Zhou Meixue didn't squint and continued to follow behind Mrs. Zhenru.

In fact, it is still very difficult to provoke a monk on the street, after all, the monk is the one who dislikes to cause trouble the most, just like Ningxia at the beginning, stopping Kongwu and Dragon Boat Festival on the street, but the reason used is that the little monk glanced at her, so he should gouge out his eyes.

At this time, Mrs. Zhenru stopped.

Because there was also a man standing in front of her.

Ningxia smiles, her face from the Western Regions still looks very noticeable in the Central Plains, but the dress is not as cool and revealing as when she first arrived in the Central Plains, but she wears the same skirt as an ordinary Han woman, but even if it is a wide skirt, it is difficult to hide Ningxia's graceful figure.

"I've seen a master." Ningxia looked at Zhenru Shitai and said.

"Not a master." So saying, he walked straight forward.

Ningxia smiled: "Do you remember Heixue?" ”

Mrs. Zhenru couldn't help but change her expression, glanced at Ningxia, and her tone was a little cold: "I don't know." ”

With that, she walked straight forward.

"When you brought this little master out, were you afraid that she would become a second black snow?" Ningxia looked at Zhenru Shitai and said quietly.

Her smile.

Zhenru Shitai looked at her coldly: "Shut up." ”

Ningxia shut up quietly.

Behind Mrs. Zhenru, Zhou Meixue couldn't help but glance at this strange-speaking woman, and was shocked by Ningxia's beauty at a glance, but she really didn't understand what she said.

What black snow white snow.

"Master." Zhou Meixue whispered, "Who is Heixue?" ”

"Don't open your mouth." Mrs. Zhenru turned around and quietly held Zhou Meixue's hand, and then pulled her all the way forward.

Zhou Meixue was somewhat staggered by the real teacher, but behind them, Ningxia's voice continued to sound: "Who is Heixue?" Does Little Master want to know? ”

"She's a big man in Luojiao now, she's ......"

Ningxia's words did not fall, it was really like Mrs. Shi turned around and poked a finger into the air towards Ningxia.

In fact, Mrs. Zhenru is already good-tempered, but no matter how good her temper is, she can't help but be told by someone who puts the greatest shame of her sect in public, especially in front of her little apprentice.

True as the master is known as the Xuan Zhi Shenni, most of the skills in his life are on this fingering, at this time he shot angrily, and as soon as he shot, he used fifty percent of his skills, volleyed out of the air, and directly hit Ningxia around the body.

It's just that I never thought that Ningxia was also engrossed in guarding, and the moment Zhenru Shitai turned around, Ningxia's figure suddenly swept backwards like gliding, and Zhenru's fingers brushed by.

"Hit someone." Ningxia said loudly in the middle of the city with a smile.

"Emei's nun has beaten someone!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone invariably turned their eyes to the three women on the street, especially the two nuns, Mrs. Zhenru and Zhou Meixue.

Ningxia stood in the crowd and looked at Mrs. Zhenru with a smile: "Zhenru Master." ”

"Do you want to keep fighting?"

"Let these people, continue to see our jokes?"

"Or does Master Zhenru want me to tell the story of that Luo Sect witch in front of everyone?"

It's really like standing still, motionless, only the corners of your eyes twitching slightly.