The little monk who returned to the meditation room.

Bowing his head and touching, the back of the girl's hand.

There is still a residue on it, the temperature of your fingertips, and at this moment he feels that there is an indescribable emotion in his heart, which makes him instantly very conflicted, and he doesn't know where to break through to solve it.

He lowered his eyes and touched the location of his heart, he didn't know what was wrong with him now.

Every time he pairs up, those clear and clean eyes, he can always feel that his heart always skips a beat.

It's more afraid that she will get too close to others, but even if she is a demon, she likes to be under the peach blossom tree in her body, chanting the Tibetan scriptures, beating the wooden fish, and her heart is quiet at this moment.

It's his favorite time.

The little monk shook his head, wanting to shake off the thoughts in his heart, so he went to the desk and opened a scripture, but he couldn't even read the scripture in the middle of the night for a quarter of an hour.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of his meditation room.

"Senior brother, senior brother, a distinguished guest is here, indicating that he wants you to go, the host said, if you want to go, you can go, if you don't want to go, forget it, senior brother, are you there?"

The little monk put down the scriptures in his hand, opened the door, and looked at the little junior brother who was a head shorter than him.

The bare head had only 4 black spots.

"You lead the way, take me there" The little monk thought to himself, find something to do by himself, and sweep away the thoughts in his heart just now.

But he didn't know that this was just suppressed in his heart, and unconsciously, it had been imperceptibly imperceptible to his consciousness.

"Okay, brother"

"Senior brother, this distinguished guest is from the capital, and he must be very big."

The little monk was silent and very quiet.

He followed his little brother into the front yard.

This is also a beautiful place with a small bridge and flowing water, and a sacred tree that allows pilgrims to make wishes.

The sacred tree is covered with strips of red cloth and flutters in the breeze, which is very beautiful.

Looking at the few people dressed in secular clothes in front of him, and the materials on the side of his body are very expensive, they are people with a lot of background.

"I don't know what the donors mean by looking for the little monk?" The little monk is very respectful, but he looks very light.

"Do you know where we came from?"

The little monk replied, "No matter where the donor comes from, being able to meet here is the fate of this life. ”

At this time, the host said to the little monk on the side, "There is no space, these people are from Kyoto, if you want, please go down the mountain with them."

The little monk listened to what the abbot said, then shook his head and said, "If there is no big incident, you will not go down the mountain easily if you are not in troubled times, you will not go down the mountain easily if you have not experienced the experience of red dust, and you will not go down the mountain easily, and you will not go down the mountain if you are not a devout believer."

"These are all rules, there are no rules, not to mention, the things brought by this donor have nothing to do with these two or three!"

One of the men with two breezes on his sleeves said, "What this master said is good, but if you go to Shendu and say it, it is all over the world, and it is related to big things."

"Our one, I have heard that the master of Wukong, the ability is extraordinary, don't think about it, please go down the mountain to live with that one"

"Worldly affairs, I said that I am a monk, how can I easily interfere"

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