"You go first, I'll go to the Buddha Hall to keep the lights later." The green light opened lightly.

"Whoa." Let the wind retreat as he said.

When he couldn't detect the smell of the wind, Qing Deng looked up at the tall mulberry tree.

The mulberry trees were empty.

Qing Deng frowned.

For some reason, he always felt that there was someone on top of this mulberry tree.

It's probably a fantasy. Qing Deng turned his head and went back to the meditation room.

When Cen He caught a glimpse of the green lantern looking over, he thought he had seen himself. But when he saw that he had gone back away, he remembered that he had cast a spell, and he could not see it.

"This god monarch, how can he be as indifferent as the previous six lives, I'm afraid that I will suffer that little girl again." She looked at the indifferent appearance of the green lantern, and with some irritability, she broke off a leaf and bit her lip.

"God don't come to harm." A calm voice came suddenly.

Cen He squinted and looked over.

But I saw that the visitor was stepping on an auspicious cloud, with an obese body and a simple face. His eyes narrowed, and a wisp of white whiskers spread from his chin and dragged to his feet. He was covered in golden light, carrying dust in his hand, and he was quite like a fairy.

Well, he's an immortal.

"Chongde Immortal, are you idle again?" Cen He slowly raised his eyebrows.

Chongde Immortal Jun coughed.

Whenever he came to explore God after receiving the king's order, he would always use the excuse of idleness. Now you don't have to open your mouth, God knows.

"Something?" Cen He's silver-gray eyes slowly condensed a touch of impatience.

"The king ordered the little fairy to bring the elixir and jade liquid to the gods, saying that the gods are working hard, but they must rest." Chongde's body trembled, and he hurriedly offered a wine gourd, lowered his head and handed it over.

The god is the emperor god who is in charge of the wilderness, the god who is in charge of the edge of the earthly tree, and the god who is in charge of the gods.

If she is unhappy, when she is involved by those Tushan juniors in the future, she will not be able to please the good fruit to eat. But as it happened, every time he went to visit the emperor in Qingqiu, the emperor would always ask him to bring drinks and objects to the gods.

The emperor was happy, but he was scared enough.

When he returned to the gods, he felt that this 10,000-year-old face was thicker than the city wall. Chengde Xianjun thought bitterly.

"It was a stinky fox." Cen He took the wine gourd, pulled out the stopper and took a sip, his eyes lit up slightly.

It's not bad, if Su Su is here, he must like it.

Speaking of Su Su, she is also a miserable person. Now where she drifted with the Wood Spirit Bead, she didn't know yet.

"That'...... The god drank first, and the fairy retired. Chengde Xianjun quietly glanced at Cen He, who was a little distracted, and was overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed and went back to return to a certain emperor.

God finally stopped saying that the wine brewed by the king was unpalatable, which is a good sign, it must be a good sign!

When the king has hope, he doesn't have to worry about sending this and that to God. Chengde Xianjun thought beautifully.

Cen He came back to his senses, drank all the wine in the gourd, put away the wine gourd and leaned against the tree, closed his eyes and took a nap, while humming a little song softly-

"The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side. Tracing back to it, the road is long and obstructive; Swim back from it, like in the middle of the water—"

However, it was said that after Luo Li left the Green Lantern Zen Temple, he found the original way to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Remembering the purpose of his trip, he went down that road.

This time, she saw her own maidservant waiting quietly at the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and a young monk in a robe.

The maid looked exquisite, her eyes were watery and bright, and it was not difficult to see that she was also a very good-looking girl when she grew up.

Look at the young monk again, his facial features are very good, and he seems to be not eating fireworks in the world when he is dressed in a red robe. At this moment, when he saw Luo Li coming, a smile instantly appeared in the corner of his warm and easy-going eyes.

"My young lady, you're here!" Zhiluo Li came over, and he was not surprised, but he licked it silently while holding a string of rock sugar gourds, and said hello vaguely perfunctorily.

Zhiyi is four years older than herself, but she is only a young girl in the age of the horn. In this regard, Luo Li was not surprised, but just pounced towards the young monk: "Abbot of Yunkong, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"I didn't see you in May, Xiao Qi has grown taller again." Yunkong reached out and stroked her head.

"Miss, call the abbot." Zhiyi swallowed the sugar gourd in his mouth, and silently picked on his master's mistake.

I like to call the abbot, where is the abbot not good.

Luo Li stuck out his tongue and took Yunkong's hand and walked towards the Scripture Pavilion: "Abbot Yunkong, quickly take Xiao Qi to find the book that I didn't read last time." ”

Zhiyi caught a glimpse of his own young lady entering, so he simply squatted at the door of the Scripture Pavilion, eating sugar gourds, while watching the sweeping monk use the bamboo broom, sweeping the dust in the courtyard little by little, while thinking about it.

Fang - The abbot and the son are old acquaintances, when the young lady heard that the old friend of the son was coming in the Holy Medicine Valley, she was curious to watch, and when she saw such a young abbot for the first time, she was surprised for a long time.

It's a pity.

Back then, the abbot of this cloud sky was also a son of a noble family.

The abbot's ancestors were kind and generous, and accepted the poor people who were infected with the epidemic, but they themselves were infected. The disease started quickly, only in January, and he died.

It was also after the funeral that the abbot's family began to decline.

After tasting all the joys and sorrows when he was a child, the abbot never weakened his crown, so he chose to get rid of the dust and become a monk.

Because of his excellent Huigen, he was valued by the old abbot and became the youngest abbot of Chang'an Temple.

"If the abbot of Yunkong has never been a monk, but with his skin and his literary talent, he is definitely a generation of sons and brothers sought after among the nobles." Zhiyi muttered quietly.

At this time, Luo Li entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with the clouds, and looked around curiously.

The ancient scrolls and scriptures here are all extremely rare treasures.

"Xiao Qi, this is the strange story you read earlier." Yun Kong walked to the last row of shelves familiarly, pulled out a roll of bamboo slips from above, handed it to the former, and stroked her head,

"Now that the Northern Qi Dynasty has just been established, the court is in chaos. Xiao Qi is smart, tell your master for the poor monk, if there are officials from the court to see a doctor, don't act out of your temperament. The current emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty is a resolute man. ”

When Yunkong first saw Luo Li in the Holy Medicine Valley, he knew that this eccentric girl had a much more mature heart than children of the same age.

So he gave a vague advice.

"Xiao Qi knows." Luo Li held the bamboo slip and grinned and squinted, hiding the confusion in his eyes.

She hid that incident well, why could the abbot of Yunkong still be able to see it?

That's it, since the abbot said it, she went back and told the master.

Moreover, this monarch of the Northern Qi Dynasty has been obscure for a long time before he ascended to the throne. It won't take long for his hidden heart to be revealed.

It is indeed a good student to remind the master.