"Oh, it's boring." Wu Ya lay leisurely under a big tree, holding a piece of grass in her hand and dangling meaninglessly.

Two days ago, Wu Ya was assigned to Mrs. Xia's team and came to Yong'an Temple, the largest temple in Yehua, for Qing cultivation. Yong'an Temple has a history of 1,000 years, and the incense in the temple has not faded for thousands of years, and it is one of the temples that the royal nobles love to come to study. It is located in the mountainside of the highest mountain in Yehua - Beilun Mountain, although it is only a mountainside, but it is also a few points higher than the general mountain, and the clouds and mist around the mountainside like a ribbon all the year round, it looks like a god's mansion in a fairyland from a distance. Because of its high terrain, the air in the temple is extremely fresh, and the flowers and trees look extraordinarily spiritual. On the first day of arrival, Wu Ya, like the rest of the people, was busy arranging to take care of the residence and familiarize herself with the temple. After the next two days, everything was normal, it was much more leisurely, because it was not Wu Ya's turn to serve Mrs. Xia's food, clothing and daily life, Mrs. Xia had her own set of maid rings to be responsible for these, and other maid rings were usually not close to Mrs. Xia's body, they were only responsible for some trivial tasks such as serving water, serving food, cleaning, etc., which was not much, so there were quite a lot of idle times. When she first arrived here, Wu Ya still thought it was very interesting, but after three days, this fresh energy was blown to the valley by the strong wind, and the rest was boring.

"This place is good, but it's just not much fun. It's quiet everywhere, and if you accidentally make a loud noise, you'll be looked at by those people with the same eyes as the villains who are watching murder and arson, which is really unpleasant. Wu Ya sat on the trunk of the tree and whispered to herself.

"Donor, what are you doing here?" A little monk stood beside Wu Ya at some point, tilting his head and looking at her in confusion.

After seeing the people coming clearly, Wu Ya had no tendency to move at all, but asked lazily, "Little monk, is the morning exercise over?" You are so lazy and careful that your master will catch you. ”

"I've told you three times, I'm not called a little monk, I'm called a meditation." The retreat pouted dissatisfied, "What time is it now, the morning practice has long been over." ”

"It's over? So fast. Alas, whatever, I don't have anything to do today anyway. Wu Ya tilted her head and began to "play dead" under the tree again.

"I've never seen you so lazy." Jing Xiu sat down beside Wu Ya and muttered quietly.

"I'm not a girl in the first place."

"Huh?" Jing Xiu didn't understand even more when she heard her say this, and the two eyes looked at Wu Ya with watery eyes.

"My ......" is so cute! Although she wanted to hug it, Wu Ya still restrained herself rationally, and then approached the meditation and said mysteriously, "It's from an alien." ”

"Alien? What's that? "The retreat shows a child's deep curiosity about the unknown.

"Uh...... It's a completely different place than here. Wu Ya began to fool around, she felt that this little monk was the most interesting existence in this temple.

"Completely different? Is it the Western Regions? The master said that the Western Regions are completely different from us, and I have seen a group of people from the Western Regions who came to the temple before, and their clothes are so strange. But you're different from them. "The retreat was very naïve and serious, telling Wu Ya what she knew.

"Aliens aren't the Western Regions, huh...... Aliens are not in the same space as here, and the stars you see at night are all alien planets. ”

Jing Xiu tilted his head and thought for a while, he couldn't understand what Wu Ya said, but he was still trying hard to understand, "Hmm...... Alien in the sky? ”

"Uh......" Although it wasn't quite right, it couldn't be explained clearly, so Wu Ya simply nodded.

"And you came from heaven?" Jing Xiu's round eyes widened and he looked at Wu Ya in surprise.

"Uh-huh, I'm from heaven." At first, she was still holding on to explaining, but now Wu Ya has become a pure teasing retreat.

"You live with the Buddha?" The retreat tilted his head, his mouth slightly open.

"The Lord of the Buddha still lives above us. We have a lot of people there, and we like to eat people (albeit in another sense), and we all like to wear masks and change masks. Wu Ya said and gestured.

"You lie, I'm not a child anymore, don't tell this kind of story to scare me." The meditation pouted, turned his head, and put on a "I don't believe it" look.

What is a ten-year-old who is not a child? And it's clear that it's already believed. Although she thought so in her heart, Wu Ya still didn't say it, "What I said is true, if I want to go back in the future, I will come to say goodbye to you first, and let you watch me fly, okay?" ”

"Really?" As soon as Jing Xiu heard this, he slowly turned his head and looked at Wu Ya with a little suspicion.

"Of course it's true. I'm a big fan of meditation, and if I'm leaving, of course I'm going to come and talk to the retreat. "Of course, if she can know in advance when she will be able to go back.

The retreat didn't say anything, just nodded, and then stood up with a small bamboo basket.

"Where are you going?" Wu Ya reached out and grabbed the hem of the retreat's clothes.

"Go to the back mountain to collect medicine, will the donor go?" Jing Xiu picked up the small bamboo basket and turned his head to ask Wu Ya, who was still sitting on the ground.

"You're going alone? Isn't it dangerous? "Even if he looks like a little adult, this kid is only ten years old after all.

"I am the one hundred and eighty-fifth generation disciple of Yong'an Temple, and more than half of the people in the temple call me uncle. The retreat leaned slightly sideways, raised his head, held his small chest up, and had a little smug in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, I know you're amazing. How about the troublesome meditation master take me along? Wu Ya stood up suddenly, and the previous decadent aura immediately retreated and disappeared.

"When you enter the mountains, you have to follow me, and you can't run around." Jing Xiu said with a serious face, but this attitude did not match his slightly childish face at all, but it inexplicably hit the cuteness of the person.

"Don't worry, I'll be right behind the meditation master." Wu Ya smiled and nodded vigorously, indicating that she would definitely be obedient.

An hour later.

"Meditation, who is that person?" Wu Ya pulled her meditation clothes, looked at a figure not far away with her eyes, and asked in a low voice.

"Donor, we still have to collect medicine, don't peek at Lord Ling again." Jing Xiu was very dissatisfied with the way he was sneaking behind the small bushes like this, it was not right to peek at Lord Ling like this.

"Master Ling? The man's surname is Ling. Hey, retreat, does that person come here often? What's going on with the grave in front of him? Wu Ya watched as the man stood motionless in front of the grassy grave, the black veil on the hat slightly blown by the breeze, revealing a few strands of red hair.