Zhan Jiu looked at her: "Female donor, what's wrong?" ”

Gao Yushan looked at her sparkling eyes, bit her lip, and said for a while, "That...... When I'm down, I'll give you a pillow in good condition. ”

She gradually realized her mistake about the pillow, but she didn't know how to express it.

Zhan Jiu was stunned, she didn't expect her to suddenly mention this matter, smiled lightly, and replied, "No need." ”

Gao Yushan finally took the initiative to be kind to her, but was rejected.

This is also the first time she has been kind to others, and she was rejected, and she felt a little lost.

Zhan Jiu said again: "The gold pillow and the silver pillow are not as good as the Buddhist scripture pillow made by my master, and the master said that he would repair it for me." ”

Gao Yushan looked at her, and when she mentioned the abbot, her eyes were full of happiness, and she suddenly thought of what the abbot said to her that day.

She felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, homesick.

At this time, Zhan Jiu suddenly raised the decibels: "It's here." ”

Gao Yushan raised her head and saw that there were many wild fruits in front of her, and she could smell the fragrance from afar.

Suddenly, she was homesick again.

......

Back at the temple, the news of Zhan Jiu's discovery of Longquan suddenly spread.

The abbot returned from Fukuyama, but there was not the slightest fluctuation on his calm handsome face, as if all this was expected by him.

Zhan Jiu, as before, came back to dispose of the fruit.

When there were still the last two left, his eyes were full of reluctance, but he thought of Fu Yusheng, who lived in the West Courtyard.

He gave her back the candy, and she should give him one.

He loves sweets so much, he must also like to eat sweet wild fruits.

Then with a heart full of joy, I went to the West Courtyard.

As soon as I stepped into the kindergarten, I heard Fu Yusheng reciting Buddhist scriptures.

"At the beginning of a person, the nature is good, the sex is similar, the habits are far away, the son does not teach, and the father's fault is ......"

She thought it was a new Buddhist scripture, and she had never heard such a smooth Buddhist scripture, so she was a little reluctant to bother.

Then at the door, I followed and listened to him continue to recite different Buddhist scriptures:

Chirp and chirp, Mulan is a household weaving.

I don't hear the sound of the machine, but I hear the sigh of the woman.

Ask the woman what she thinks, and ask the woman what she remembers.

Women don't think about anything, and women don't remember.

Last night, I saw the military post, the Khan ordered a large number of soldiers, and the military book was in twelve volumes, and the scrolls had the name of the master.

Grandpa has no eldest son, Mulan has no eldest brother, and he is willing to be a saddle horse for the city, and from now on he will recruit for his grandfather......

Zhan Jiu felt too complicated, but he thought it sounded good, and just like that, half an hour passed.

When Silent Cloud came back, he saw her bent on her waist and hiding at the door of the little benefactor.

walked over: "Uncle Shi, what are you doing?" ”

Zhan Jiu immediately motioned for him not to speak: "Shhh ”

Then he whispered: "The little master and nephew are reciting Buddhist scriptures, why haven't I heard this paragraph?" ”

Hearing this, Silent Cloud couldn't laugh or cry: "Uncle Shi, this is not a Buddhist scripture, this is an ancient poem." ”

"What are ancient poems?"

"It's a text in the language book in school, it's very profound, and you can't understand it. ”

Zhan Jiu was very puzzled, why was she just pinching mud and playing games at school?

She listened to a few more words before asking, "Do you understand the meaning of what the master and nephew read?" ”

Silent Cloud replied: "It's telling the story of a female hero in ancient times, who dressed herself as a man, went out on the battlefield for her father, fought wars, and made contributions, but no one knew that she was a daughter." ”

When Zhan Jiu heard this, he suddenly thought of himself.

She is also a daughter, and in ancient times, someone dressed up as a boy.

She thought she was the first.

It turns out that whether it is in ancient times or in the new era, whether you are a monk or not, you like to play slang.

Silent Cloud sighed: "However, Lonely One is very powerful, this is an ancient poem in the seventh grade, he is only in the third grade, but he can memorize this poem so smoothly, his academic performance must be very good." ”

Zhan Jiu blinked, hearing him say this, he had an idea in his heart.