After a long time, Ah Zhao finally understood what Duchess Wenyuan was talking about.

She glared at Coral fiercely.

"Mother, I really don't plan to become a monk!" Ah Zhao promised Duchess Wenyuan for the third time.

"Really?" Duchess Wenyuan wiped her tears.

"Really!" Ah Zhao's tone was loud.

Only a fool would become a monk.

I didn't even have meat to eat.

Finally coaxed away Duchess Wenyuan, Ah Zhao looked at Coral with a smile: "You have a good understanding ability, and you are very happy to sue the complaint." ”

Sango: "......"

Miss, spare your life!

……

It's night.

Ah Zhao still goes to bed early.

She had been resting earlier than usual these days.

However, everyone in the house felt that she had lost her body from the previous trouble, and it was good to rest more.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I was in the familiar courtyard.

Zhan Ming was still chanting.

Ah Zhao was born and cooked again, so he went directly into his room and sat on a stool to listen to him finish reciting.

Zhan Ming was not surprised to see her again.

"Lord Ah Zhao is here?"

Ah Zhao smiled: "I'm here." ”

The two had a tacit understanding this time and sat together in the courtyard.

With a wave of his hand, a large pile of scriptures appeared on the table.

"Here are some scriptures I have brought from home, and I have sent them to you." Ah Zhao said generously.

Zhan Ming flipped his hand, and frowned: "These are all rare solitary books, and the poor monk deserves it." ”

Ah Zhao waved his hand: "What is deserved, I am now in your small courtyard every night, disturbing you, Master Zhanming, this is a thank you gift." ”

Zhan Ming said softly: "Lord Ah Zhao did not disturb the poor monk, and gave the poor monk a pot of tea. A thank you gift is something you don't dare to do. ”

Ah Zhao was unhappy: "You monk is really boring. ”

Zhan Ming just looked at her gently.

It is more and more unreasonable for Ah Zhao.

Anyway, it looks like an unreasonable person, Ah Zhao simply played a scoundrel.

She pointed to the scriptures in front of her: "As for me, what I sent out has never been taken back. If Master Zhan Ming dislikes you and refuses to ask for it, I will ......"

Her eyes purred, and as soon as she stretched out her hand, the oil lamp in the room was already in her hand.

The soul body was afraid of fire, Ah Zhao held the lamp, and he was a little scared in his heart, but it was not revealed on his face.

She tossed the lamps over, "If you don't want them, I'll burn them." ”

Without waiting for Zhan Ming's reaction, the oil lamp was a little bit, and the top scripture had been ignited.

Zhan Ming's calm eyes finally gave birth to a trace of panic.

He didn't even care about the fire that had already been lit, so he just covered it with his sleeve and extinguished it.

I picked up the scripture book carefully, and saw that only a corner of the cover was burned, and the content was still intact, so I breathed a sigh of relief.

Raising his eyes to look at Ah Zhao again, Zhan Ming's expression was filled with disapproval: "Master Ah Zhao, these scriptures of yours are unique and unique in the world, and they are treasures of Buddhism, so it is really inappropriate." ”

Ah Zhao sneered softly: "What the master said is not right. ”

Zhan Ming: "Oh? ”

The master disdained the golden thread plum snow, and regarded it as no different from ordinary mountain spring water. I understand it perfectly. ”

Ah Zhao said with a smile: "As far as the master is concerned, these are just things outside the body. ”

Zhan Ming's eyes moved, looking at Ah Zhao, and he already understood what she was going to say.

Sure enough, I saw Ah Zhao stretch out his hand and pointed to the scriptures on the table: "I am different from the master, I am a layman, I prefer the appetite of the stomach, and I don't love this unique book of Buddhism." ”