Chapter 601: Monk Monk, I'm a Fox (32)

There are so many Buddhist scriptures, the devil knows when to memorize them!

At the beginning of Buddhism, Song Jin was the least able to memorize Buddhist scriptures, others have been able to read a large paragraph, she is still in the difficult stage of literacy, once she felt that being a monk is much more difficult than the college entrance examination.

The man did not speak, but looked at her in silence.

Song Jin had no choice but to put down the grilled dried fish, sat on the futon, opened a Buddhist scripture with his furry paws, and began to read intermittently: "Cold for eternity, everything is especially quiet, the heart is quiet, look at me alone, the mind is one, oh, what the hell is this." ”

Looking up irritably, I saw Mingci staring at her quietly, Song Jin trembled, and began to bury his head again: "The heart and mind are one, and the qi and qi should go hand in hand, and if there are thousands of changes, they will not be surprised."

Ahh

Don't do it, don't do it! Spicy chicken, she's here to sleep, whoever wants to carry it will carry it!

【Opinion 2】

Song Jin's face was serious: "Okay, for the sake of this favorability, I think I can read another paragraph." ”

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This afternoon, from time to time, Mingci would break away from Zen enlightenment and turn to staring at her.

This fox is used to being lazy, and all the way down, after reading a few words, he begins to yawn in a daze, which will bury the fox's head in the book, but its eyes are closed.

A few hours passed, and the pages of the book had not yet been turned three pages, and she slept soundly on the book, with three fluffy tails hanging behind, and her round body trembled from time to time, holding the dried fish bar and chirping, and tilting her head sideways, as if she had some sweet dream.

Ming Ci frowned slightly, and his eyes shifted from her sleeping face to the dried fish she was holding, he had seen her hold this thing all the way, and now the dried fish was still steaming when it had just come out of the oven, obviously it had been used for witchcraft.

Her appearance of holding it all the time and reluctant to eat it makes people feel that the dried fish must be extremely delicious.

His eyebrows twitched.

Song Jin woke up from sleep, felt comfortable, saw that she was in the Buddha hall, and there was a moment of reflex, and then after waking up and remembering that she should have recited the scriptures, she suddenly jumped up in shock, and wanted to find an excuse to break it through, but when she looked up, she was stunned.

The imaginary image of meditation does not appear.

The other party was sitting upright at the table, his silver hair like a waterfall was not tied up, just spread out in the back, hanging his head, his delicate and flawless white side face was calm, and there was only one half-eaten grilled fish on the table, Mingci lowered his eyelashes slightly, and he was still eating unhurriedly.

Song Jin was stunned for a long time, and finally she saw that something was wrong, but she didn't dare to confirm it.

Instead, he stared and rummaged around, "Eh, where's my fish?!" ”

Seeing that there was really nothing, she looked at him blankly and swallowed her saliva, "Immortal, immortal, can you see my fish?" It's, it's the one I've been holding. ”

As she spoke, her gaze subconsciously fell on the half-eaten grilled fish.

No, no, how could someone of the other party's status steal her fish! She clearly remembers holding it in her arms before going to bed!

She knew that Mingci had already stopped eating, and fearing that she would be hungry, so she stole a fish from the kitchen to serve it for today's dinner.

Now it's dark outside, and it's time for dinner, but her fish is gone!

Mingzi finished the last bite slowly, supported his head with one hand, squinted at her, and the smooth lines of his side face were very beautiful in the light of the fire, "I saw your fish." ”

"And where is it?" The little white fox's eyes were full of anticipation.

He glanced at the remaining fish bones on the plate, and his thin lips hooked slightly, "Here, I tried it for you, it tastes good." ”

(End of chapter)