Chapter 40: Fighting Methods

Wang Fuling took a deep breath and tried to keep herself as calm as possible.

"Master, I'm afraid this is not very good, right? You see that I am pampered, since I was a child, my fingers have not touched the spring water, in case I haven't washed you, or how bad is it for you? ”

He smiled slightly: "It's okay, this dress is not too dirty, just wash it." ”

This thick-skinned one made Wang Fuling's five bodies fall to the ground, let her wash her clothes? Dream on!

"The main thing is that I can't wash, where do you let me start? Why don't you let the monks in the temple do it, they will be happy. ”

saw Xuan Ye frowning: "You mean, you don't want to?" ”

Wang Fuling didn't deny it, so she didn't want to do this kind of thing for the sake of politeness: "It's really unwilling, so the master doesn't have to be strong." ”

He nodded: "Well, since you don't want to, I can't force it." Tomorrow, I will ask someone to invite the people from the Han family, and we will discuss your affairs well. ”

Wang Fuling was stunned: "What's the matter?" ”

"Naturally," he smiled more kindly, "as to whether you're a monster or not." ”

"You threaten me?"

Wang Fuling couldn't believe it, didn't she just tease him twice? As for him holding a grudge so much?

"The female benefactor misunderstood, how could the poor monk threaten you? The poor monk is reasoning with you. ”

Wang Fuling only felt a fire burning in her heart, and she wanted to do it very much. But she can't, not to mention that she can't beat others, just say that she has no revenge, and she must not be reckless.

She calmed down and smiled: "What the master said is right, I'll go and help you do the laundry." ”

He snorted, pointed to the direction of the side door and said to Wang Fuling: "Go out over there, there is a well down there, go." ”

"Yes, I'll go." Wang Fuling still greeted people with a smile on her face, trying her best not to let herself break her achievements.

Xuan Ye looked at her smiling appearance, and felt that she was in a good mood, this little girl fooled him three or four times, how could she not teach her a lesson?

Wang Fuling picked up the wooden basin in front of his door, then turned around and went in the direction he pointed, he didn't know how many times he had scolded him, in short, it was difficult to understand the hatred in his heart.

From the backyard to the side gate, I met several monks on the way, and they looked sideways from time to time, all of them looked surprised.

Wang Fuling glanced at them, took the wooden basin and left, a group of monks who had never seen the world, wasn't there just a beautiful woman? It's also worth their surprise.

When she arrived at the well, Wang Fuling threw the wooden basin on the ground, and when she went back, she must clean up the person who framed her this time, and if she didn't want that person's half life, she wouldn't be called Wang Fuling!

Standing there and sullen for a long time, Wang Fuling looked at the overturned wooden basin and sighed, first to get through the current difficulties.

With such a big age, she really hasn't washed anyone's clothes, not to mention it in the palace, after entering the palace, she is the mother of a country, and she is extremely noble, who dares to call her laundry?

Is it this stinky monk who has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and dares to let her wash clothes? It's a ridiculous joke!

While scolding, she unhappily put back the clothes scattered in the wooden basin, and then fetched water to do the laundry.

Anyway, Xuan Ye said that if she had water, she would do it, soak it for half an hour and pick it up, and she didn't care if it was clean or not.

So, Wang Fuling filled a basin of water, soaked her clothes in it, and squatted in the shade next to her.

After squatting for a long time, her legs were a little numb, and she stood up again and thumped her legs.

At this moment, a little novice came not far away, and Wang Fuling looked at it, isn't it the child who calls Xuanye a master?

Xuan Qi once said that this little novice is called Xuan Yin, and he is a child that Xuan Ye picked up from the bottom of the mountain.

Wang Fuling looked at Xuanyin and walked over with a wooden bucket crookedly, and then fetched water into the barrel by herself.

"Little monk, what about fetching water?"

Xuan Yin blinked his big eyes and looked at Wang Fuling, as if he felt bored, and continued to bury his head in the water.

Yes, what cage produces what bird, this stinky boy and that Xuanye are really worthy of being masters and apprentices.

Wang Fuling had the intention of teasing him, and took away the melon scoop in Xuanyin's hand in the past, and then raised it high: "Didn't your master teach you etiquette?" Why don't you shout when you see someone? If you don't shout, what do you mean by that little look? ”

"Give me back the scoop!" Xuan Yin was so angry that he jumped on his tiptoes to rob Wang Fuling.

It's a pity that others are shorter, and even if they try their best, they can't touch the melon scoop.

Wang Fuling's depressed mood can be regarded as better, she has no way to take Xuanye, she can always torture and torture these monks in his temple, right?

Xuanyin robbed for a long time, but when he saw that he couldn't grab it, he gave up, he snorted at Wang Fuling, turned back and picked up half a bucket of water and prepared to leave.

The others are small, carrying half a bucket of water and shaking, which makes people feel compassion.

Wang Fuling couldn't help laughing, what's wrong with her, what's the point of competing with a child?

"Come back!"

Hearing this, Xuan Yin looked back at her: "The scoop is given to you, what else do you want?" ”

Wang Fuling did not speak, but walked over and brought the wooden bucket in his hand to the well, and then drew water from the well to fill a bucket for him, and then returned the melon scoop to him.

"Now you can go, but you have to say thank you before you go."

Xuan Yin looked up at her with his little head, and then bowed to her with his hands folded: "Thank you, donor..."

Wang Fuling nodded with satisfaction: "It's done, let's go." ”

Hearing this, he picked up the bucket and walked up with difficulty, for example, when he only carried half a bucket of water, it was much more difficult.

Wang Fuling sighed helplessly, walked over and snatched it away from him: "I'll help you, when are you going to go slowly?" ”

"But," he looked embarrassed: "The master said that he could not do his own things by others, and this became a habit, which would lead to dependence, and over time he would lose his autonomy. ”

Xuan Ye is not unreasonable, it's just that such a young child is a little weirder.

"Your master is right, but you can't categorically refuse the kind help of others, this is polite."

He thought about it carefully, and it seemed that there was some truth, so he bowed to Wang Fuling again: "With the help of the almsgiver, Xuanyin is grateful." ”

Wang Fuling smiled, holding Xuanyin in her left hand and the bucket of water in her right hand, and the two of them went to the side door of Guiyuan Temple.

Halfway through, Wang Fuling couldn't stand it, and it was quite difficult to walk in a short way.

When Xuan Yin saw her stop, he also stopped.

Wang Fuling wanted to sit in the weeds next to her for a while, but was stopped by Xuan Yin: "Wait! You can't sit there. ”

There was nothing unusual in the grass, and Wang Fuling wondered: "Why can't you sit still?" ”

He pointed to a weed in the grass and said, "This is called nettle grass, also known as biting grass, and it hurts to touch your hand, and it is extremely uncomfortable." ”

"It's so powerful?" Wang Fuling pondered and suddenly thought of a bad idea.