"This Chu Xiaorestaurant is a little interesting. The shopkeeper looks hippie and smiling, but he is a master of the near Xuan Transformation Realm, and the people who run the hall are also Xuanwu, and Master Naxin must be even more unfathomable. Unexpectedly, it has only been half a year since I left the trial, and there is such a powerful character in Zixiao City. ”

The girl was amazed, but it was a pity that she didn't see that Master Xin this time

The girl left with regret.

said that Xin Lin himself didn't know that he had become Master Xin inexplicably.

At this time, Xin Lin jumped over the back wall of Taichang Temple with an arrow step and jumped into the Ten Thousand Lion Mountain.

Today is not the open day of Taichang Temple, and the temple is quiet.

At this hour, the monks of Taichang Temple were busy doing their morning lessons.

Of course, Xin Lin didn't come here for morning class.

She bent her waist and burrowed into the Ten Thousand Lion Mountain.

With the experience of the last time, this time Xin Lin is also familiar with entering and exiting Wanshi Mountain.

In the simple wing, on the incense burner with gold paint removed, there are three plain incense.

The fragrance is curling, on the futon, the Jun monk is wearing a simple monk's robe, holding on to the hanging colored Buddha beads, and on the desk in front of him is an open Buddhist scripture.

He didn't move, as if he didn't even have his breath anymore.

Knock Knock Knock –

There was a heavy or light knock on the door.

Monk Jun's eyelids didn't move.

"Monk Jun, it's me."

A crisp and pleasant voice was heard.

Monk Jun opened his eyes.

"Little donor, you ......"

The door opened, and Monk Jun saw Xin Lin with a smile on his face.

He wanted to say, the little donor, Taichang Temple is not open to the public, and female guests are refused.

Without waiting for the monk to say more, Xin Lin got into the wing room with a cat's waist.

Well, it's too late.

She looked around and saw that there was only a bowl of water on Monk Jun's desk, and she pouted.

"Monk, the food in Taichang Temple is inevitably too bad, you have earned so much sesame oil money for the temple, they don't even give you breakfast?"

Monk Jun opened his mouth, wanting to say that he was in the valley.

"Oh! I know, it must be Monk Qingyu who is taking revenge on you! ”

Xin Lin slapped the table, his face indignant.

Monk Jun opened his mouth and wanted to say that there was no such person in the temple anymore.

Well, it's too late again.

Xin Lin took out a few buns from his arms and stuffed them into Monk Jun's hands.

"I climbed several walls and brought you something to eat. Thank you for helping me get through the gloom. ”

Bigu ...... He's in Bigu.

Monk Jun was silent, and the few buns in his hand were still steaming.

He looked at the buns, and then at Xin Lin's sweaty little face.

"Eat it hot, stuffed with cabbage."

Xin Lin grabbed one and stuffed it into Monk Jun's mouth.

A fragrance suddenly permeated his mouth, and the monk was stunned for a moment and looked at the buns.

It's fragrant.

"It's delicious, I'll make it."

Xin Lin said with a smile.

"The little donor is a good craft."

Monk Jun was a little surprised and looked at Xin Lin.

He's a bad eater, and whatever he eats is the same to him.

I have to say that Xin Lin's vegetarian buns are very delicious, refreshing and delicious, and eating one in the morning makes people feel refreshed.

Monk Jun smiled, but it was obviously not the result that Xin Lin wanted.

"Jun monk, the Buddha has clouds, it is better to be happy alone than to be happy, you also said, my vegetarian buns are delicious, why don't you help take them to the monks in the temple to try it and improve the food in Taichang Temple? My bun is not expensive, only one or two silver! ”

Xin Lin said with a blank eye.