"It's weird here. ”

I looked at Ye Dingxi.

He nodded secretly, but motioned for me not to speak lightly.

On the side, Master Desheng squatted down and carefully arranged the futons messed up by a few pilgrims, his movements were meticulous and serious, and he seemed to be very religious.

"Since you two are here, why don't you offer a pillar of fragrance?" he asked suddenly.

I frowned and said, "This incense burner is almost out of place, if you want to go to the front hall and send some incense to Lingji Bodhisattva, right?"

Desheng clasped his hands together and was silent, but I saw a shallow mark flashing between his eyebrows.

Coming out of Kuixing Pavilion, Desheng led us to the deepest meditation room in the backyard.

"The two donors, please sit down, the mountains are simple, there are only two teas, and I hope the donors will not dislike it. He signaled, and a little monk waiting outside the door brought tea.

I looked at the little monk who delivered tea, but he was seven or eight years old, probably because he ate lightly, he looked thin, and his stature was not too high, but his smiling face was white and cute, and his little head was as bright as a light bulb.

"Ahem. ”

Ye Dingxi suddenly coughed lightly, and said with his eyes: This is the third monk you have seen.

"How can this be counted!"

I immediately glared back.

From the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, I saw the birth, the illness and this little monk who delivered tea, the age of birth is almost ancient, the little monk is just a child, where can I meet the standard of the little brother of the high-value monk in my mind!

At least...... It has to be like a disease!

Ye Dingxi threw a cold look, as if to warn me not to think about it.

I threw back another eyeball.

They're monks, what can I think of!

Just when the two of us were eyebrow-raising, and there was a crackling fire in our eyes, Master Desheng was silent, as if he was very interested.

It wasn't until the little monk who had just delivered the tea hurriedly ran in, and said with a panicked expression: "Master, it's not good! Uncle De and Uncle De Death have fought!"

"Monk fight?!"

This Zen temple is really rare!

I stood up and was about to ask to go with me, but I was preemptively opened by Desheng.

"The two benefactors, please wait here for a while, and the poor monk will come as soon as he goes. ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for me to talk to Ye Dingxi again, so he hurriedly walked out of the door following the footsteps of the little monk who delivered tea.

In the corridor, the little monk's puzzled voice could still be heard.

"Master, why do you always say that there are two donors, and you also ask me to prepare two cups of tea, but there is clearly only one person in the meditation room......

It turned out that the little monk couldn't see me.

I casually picked up the teacup and took a sip, but I felt that the taste was a little familiar with the bitterness and sweetness in the mouth.

"I think I've drunk this tea somewhere. ”

"Oh?"

Ye Dingxi raised his eyebrows, as if he was still sulking about the flint thing just now.

I pushed his elbow and said with a hippie smile: "What are you talking about with the monk, except for being alive, no one else can see me, and I can't live a good life?"

Hearing me say this, his tense face eased, and he took two sips of the teacup in his hand.

"Where have you drunk?" he asked.

I shook my head: "I don't remember." ”

"You were in Kuixing Pavilion just now, what can you see?" he asked again.

This topic instantly piqued my interest.

"Purple Glow!"

I knelt on the wooden bench, leaned over half of my body, and whispered in his ear: "The outer wall of the attic is actually revealing a purple glow, which is not the blessing that a star monarch should have." ”

"So, you suspect something is wrong?"

"I don't know. ”

I shook my head and said: "This is the second time I have come to the world, how can I see any clues, if there is really anything, that is, the Kui Mu Xingjun cultivated in this temple looks like a ghost and a god, and the perception is not good." ”

I'm a female ghost who pays attention to the first sight.

For example, Ye Dingxi, when I saw him for the first time, I fell in love, although it has been duplicity for so long, but judging from the performance of the clone Xiao Leaning, it is difficult for me to deny it.

"Mortals create gods, demons, demons and Buddhas, with self-conscious speculation, but what you say is not unreasonable. ”

Ye Dingxi said, suddenly changed his attitude, and smiled mysteriously: "Are you curious about why you are fighting when you are old and you have to die?"

Of course I'm curious!

I nodded at the speed of a chick pecking rice.

"Let's go, let's take a look!" Ye Dingxi took my hand and walked towards the door.

Hey.

This kind of thing is a common thing for people and ghosts!

Looking for the faint voice, Ye Dingxi and I chased all the way to the firewood house at the corner of the backyard.

Two monks in brown robes were scuffling together, smashing dry wood and charcoal all over the ground.

"You let go!"

"You let go first!"

"I don't!

"Me neither! If you don't let go, I won't let go!"

Three cold sweats broke out on my forehead.

Where is this monk fighting, no matter how you look at it, it's two children fighting!

Looking at the other side, the two monks, Desheng and Deai, stood in one place, neither persuading nor interjecting, closing their eyes and chanting words on their mouths, as if they were ...... Chanting?

I'm talking about the master!

Don't you see that your junior brother's head is bleeding! What kind of rhythm is chanting at this time? Cheering?!

The corner is narrow, and the four monks are already cramped together, only the little monk who delivers tea is short and scurrying around.

"Uncle Damn Death, Stop Fighting!"

"Uncle Teacher, stop fighting!

This persuasion is level, slightly green.

Ahem.

I couldn't hold back any of them, and coughed lightly twice, which caused life and illness to come over.

"Let the benefactor wait for a long time, and you will have sin. ”

He saluted in unison, and his face was calm and waveless.

However, he was a little unhappy and frowned and said: "Two donors, this is the place where the monks of the temple eat and live, and it is inconvenient for outsiders to move around, so please go to the meditation room to rest." ”

So simply drive people away?

Originally, when I saw the illness in the front hall, I thought he was a gentle and elegant monk, but I didn't expect his temperament to be so cold and arrogant, and he had a posture that no one should approach.

On the side, the little monk who delivered tea grabbed his sleeve, quietly covered half of his mouth and asked, "Uncle Shi, have you also seen two donors?"

Sick and frowning, his eyes swept towards me, and he looked and looked.

Although I am a ghost, I have not done anything wrong, so I am naturally not afraid of letting a monk take a look, so I simply stepped forward and generously let him look at himself.

"Master of illness, I heard that there are monks fighting, and I am curious to come and see, if the rules of the temple are broken, it is to leave, but ......"

I glanced at the two monks who were rolling on the ground and couldn't be separated, shook my head and said, "It's really a senior brother, seeing their heads bleeding, I'm afraid it's not the compassion of the monks, right?"

"What the donor sees is different from what the poor monk sees. ”

The sick voice was cold, his hands were folded, he bowed to the birth, and then left on his own, ignoring us.