Zhan Jiu sniffed, nodded obediently, and stopped crying.

"Tonight, you and the little donor go to the Buddha hall to chant sutras."

When Zhan Jiu heard this, he was instantly unhappy: "Master, why did you punish me?" ”

Yu Hai understands that it takes time to repair a pillow, and if it can't be repaired tonight, Xiao Jiu will have nightmares without a pillow to accompany her, which is likely to cause a shadow on her childhood.

If you chant in the Buddhist hall for a night, you will get better.

Naturally, he wouldn't tell her and make her afraid, but said: "Xiao Jiu, as a Zen master, it's not right for you to beat people." ”

Zhan Jiu said angrily: "It was she who pushed me first and destroyed my pillow, Master, you reversed black and white, I don't forgive her!" ”

Then he pushed him away and ran out.

……

At night.

There was a sound outside the Buddhist hall, and the night was not so quiet.

Zhan Jiu knelt on the futon and folded his hands: "I hope Master will live a long life." ”

Since she was sensible, she would make this wish every time she went to the Buddhist hall.

Even if the master beat her and punished her, it has never changed.

After Zhan Jiu kowtowed three times, he said dissatisfiedly: "Buddha, Master can't tell right from wrong, and punished me for not sleeping tonight, Master, is he old and confused, please bless my master, you must live a long life, and I will never cut his beard again in the future." ”

At this time, Fu Yusheng came.

This is the rule set by the ancestors, on behalf of the practitioners, three days before entering the temple, they need to recite Buddhist scriptures at the feet of the Buddha to wash away the turbid qi on the body.

Zhan Jiu was not in a good mood and didn't look back to say hello.

Fu Yusheng knelt down at a distance of fifty meters from her, folded his hands, closed his eyes, and recited Buddhist scriptures.

His voice is not loud, but it is clear and beautiful.

Zhan Jiu suddenly remembered the candy he gave him last night, looked at him, showed a rare smile, and beckoned: "Hey, little donor." ”

Fu Yusheng opened his eyes and looked at her.

At this glance, he saw that her two eyes were swollen to the point where there were two small slits left, and if he didn't look closely, he would have thought she was squinting.

Rao is like this, and it does not affect her appearance.

Maybe it's because he has a smile on his lips, which always feels bright and cute, and his red and swollen eyes make people want to care about it inexplicably.

He hesitated for a few seconds and pointed to his eyes: "What's wrong with you?" ”

Zhan Jiu put away his smile, propped his hands on the ground, slowly got up from the futon, and walked towards him.

She knelt down next to him, picked up the futon on the side and handed it to him: "Little donor, hey, put another futon, your knees won't hurt." ”

Fu Yusheng was very puzzled, today, how could the little monk be so good to him?

"You're on the mat."

He took it and politely replied, "Thank you." ”

"The medicine you rubbed for me works very well, I don't have much pain today."

Fu Yusheng retracted his gaze and nodded slightly, which was regarded as a response.

Zhan Jiu's two little hands were rubbed on his legs, rubbed and rubbed, as if he was cheering himself up, rubbing back and forth three or four times before he asked with a smile: "Is it much more comfortable?" ”

Fu Yusheng: "Well, thank you. ”

There was a sense of alienation in his childish and clear voice, and after a series of events that happened yesterday, he decided to cherish life and stay away from Zhan Jiu.

Zhan Jiu's cheeks slowly turned red, and he licked his little lips: "Little donor...... I take such good care of you, can you give me back the candy? ”

Fu Yusheng's image of a quiet and beautiful man lasted only a minute, and he looked at her blankly: "?!" ”