"I am compassionate." There was no wave on Kongchen's face, "Even if today's people are not poor monks, they will never stand idly by." ”

Yurong's mouth was filled with a faint bitter taste, and she forced a smile on her face: "Then I can be considered qualified for today's exam?" ”

"The girl's life is not guaranteed, why do you still remember the exam questions?" Kongchen frowned slightly, and asked in confusion.

"Because the chosen person can chant sutras with the master in the meditation room for three days, how can Yurong miss this opportunity to be personally instructed by the master."

Kong Chen averted his gaze, avoided her burning gaze, and said lightly: "But the girl has scars on her body, and she is no longer eligible for recruitment." ”

Yurong was startled, and subconsciously covered her neck, and the pain hit again, "Hiss-" made her gasp.

She has a wound on her neck, and she no longer meets the first condition for recruitment.

Wasn't her purpose in the first place just to enter the last eight people and thank him in person? When did you begin to covet the last place to pray for the blessing of the country?

Kongchen got up and tried the dress that was roasting by the fire with his hand, turned his head and said softly: "The girl's dress is dry, please change it." ”

With that, he walked out of the cave step by step.

Yurong struggled to get up, his body was not as weak as before, it seemed that the Nine Dead Soul Grass had an effect.

She looked at her body, and there were no other scars except for the wound on her neck. In his mind, he instantly remembered how he had been holding her in his arms with all his might when he fell from the top of the mountain.

Probably because of him, she wasn't injured, so was he ever injured?

Yurong changed his dress, carefully held the gray monk's robe in his hand, and walked out slowly.

She looked at the flat face of the empty dust, put her robe on with both hands, and asked softly, "How are we going back?" ”

Kongchen put on his robe and looked at the surrounding trees and cliffs, which were covered with a layer of drowsiness, "The sun is about to set, and there are wild beasts near Qingqiu Mountain at night, so they go out recklessly to find their way, just to die." ”

Yurong nodded slowly, turned around and followed him into the cave.

Kongchen gave her a clean place with a haystack and meditated in another.

Yurong lay on the haystack, but he couldn't sleep. She looked at the mud stains on his gray monk's robe, and her brow furrowed.

The fading fire cast a warm glow on Kongchen's face, softening his whole body.

Yurong couldn't help but be fascinated, and he was not as far away as he usually looked.

She suddenly remembered the scene under the water, his cold lips kissed her like that, and the cold eyes that were close at hand seemed to bring a little warmth.

Everything seemed to be dream-like, unrealistic, but it was a living fact, even though he was only trying to save her.

Yurong's slender fingers touched his lips, the corners of his mouth hooked a sweet arc, and slowly closed his eyes.

Kongchen slowly opened her desireless eyes, looking at the sweet smile on her face, there was no wave on her face, just a pair of plain eyes that kept looking at her so faintly to sleep.

A faint sentence of "I am Buddha compassionate" seemed to echo in the air.

Yurong slept very soundly that night, although there was a wolf howling outside the cave in the middle of the night, the sound seemed to be at the edge of the cave.

After a whole day and a whole night without eating, Yurong inevitably felt weak in his limbs.

But there are no fruit trees around the cave to eat, and if they do, there may be fish in the river.

But Kongchen doesn't eat meat, and she doesn't dare to kill, so she can only be hungry like this.

Before the two of them walked out of the cave, Yurong was already weak in his hands and feet, and he was weak.

She held her dizzy head, and followed the dust step by step, but the pace slowed down more and more.

Kongchen also noticed her strangeness, and his steps slowed down.

He took out a dry food from his arms and handed it to Yurong, "Eat." ”

Yurong looked at the dry food in front of him that was a little soaked with water, and just wanted to wave his hand to refuse, but his stomach made a loud noise: "Grunt~"

Yurong withdrew his hand in embarrassment, laughed dryly, and took the dry food.

Kongchen glanced at her flushed face faintly, and calmly turned his head to still rush the road under his feet as before.

Yurong took a mouthful of the dry food in his hand, and the soaked dry food was even more unpalatable than the choking dry food. She grew up in fine clothes and fine food, but she had never eaten anything like this.

But even if it was unpalatable, she ate it all.

The two of them walked through the dense woods, and as the trees thinned, they finally saw a faint avenue.

Yurong suddenly became excited, and ran forward in two or three steps over the air dust.

As soon as she walked out of the woods, she heard a call: "Master of Empty Dust! Yurong! ”

She looked at the shadowy figure in the distance, and immediately waved her arms and shouted, "We are here! We're here! ”

The people who were looking for them must have heard her voice, and gathered in twos and threes, and hurried in her direction.

Yurong saw the figure becoming clearer, and a smile bloomed on the corner of his mouth. She turned and rejoiced, "We are saved!" ”

Before she could finish speaking, a black figure fell down in front of her.

Yurong subconsciously took it with her hand, and the heaviness coming from her body made her brain "buzz" and suddenly turned blank.

Her butterfly-like eyelashes trembled violently, and she whispered tentatively, "Empty dust? ”

The only thing that responded to her was silence.

Yurong staggered, holding his body strongly, and there was a trilling voice in his voice: "Empty dust? Don't scare me! Empty dust! ”

The face of the empty dust on her shoulders was so pale that even her lips lost their blood.

As soon as Xiao Liu had a full meal, he was sent by Jiang Yan to pour water for Yufu.

Although he was full of complaints in his heart, he was physically very honest and did it.

He carried a bowl of water and chattered to the tiger on the side.

Huzi's stumbling words didn't even have a chance to interject, and he opened his mouth several times, but he didn't spit out a word, so he simply listened to his chatter.

"Brother Yan, since he found his sister-in-law, he has really become diligent." Xiao Liu pursed his lips, his face full of grievances, "Call us more diligently, Brother Huzi, you say that we are not bitter!" ”

He had a bitter face, and he wanted to plunge into the arms of the tiger and cry bitterly.

Huzi sighed quietly, and just wanted to open his mouth to comfort, but he didn't even make a sound, and Xiaoliu started the next round of accusations.

Huzi sighed deeply again, glanced at it, and began to stumble: "Little, little, small..."

Xiao Liu was still immersed in his sad atmosphere, he was chattering while walking on his own, and he didn't listen to Huzi's words at all.

At the same time as the word "heart" of Huzi fell, "Bang! "Xiao Liu crashed into a tree with unmistakable accuracy.

"Ahh With a scream, the water cup in his hand flew out, and the water inside spilled a perfect arc in the air.

In Huzi's gradually widening eyes, the water was sprinkled on the face of the passing girl with perfect posture and accuracy.