The white fox is difficult to cross 4

Along with the recovery of Mu Qingmao's consciousness, there was a faint scent of sandalwood, as well as the worried and distressed gaze of the little monk.

"Little monk, hehe~"

She smiled softly, but the joy was obvious, and her bright eyes were bent into crescents with the haze that she had just woken up.

Jingkong couldn't laugh, and with the round face of the shadow of the past, he gently touched her head and caused her to tremble invisibly.

"Does it hurt?" Empty the distressed opening.

"It doesn't hurt! I'm running fast! Mu Qingmao rubbed the warm palm of his hand with attachment, and suddenly found that his movement was very inconvenient: "Ah!! ”

Although the hair on the head has been cleaned and restored to white, it is ...... The body was covered with gauze, and the four small paws were also wrapped in several thick layers, and ...... No fur peeking out of the gauze......

I...... Ran naked......

I became a fox and ran naked......

Mu Qingmao desperately got into the quilt, and then was deeply immersed in a daze, Nima, even if the face is ruined, it doesn't hurt much to restore the prototype, and the prototype can't go out now!

"It's okay, it will grow in a few days"

Seeing that only one fox head was exposed, she looked cute and tangled, and her mood was a little better, so she gently reached out and nodded her little head.

"En......" Mu Qingmao's sullen ears drooped.

"Okay, you are obedient, I will go to the class, and I will bring you something delicious after the class." Clear air stood up.

"I'm going too! Little monk, I want to be with you! Mu Qingmao got out of the quilt and blinked and felt that something was wrong, so he quickly drilled back.

It's not easy to be a fox, without clothes......

When I saw that the clearance was relaxed, I remembered that I had run with a fox body for so long...... I feel like I can't do it again.

"No, there can't be a demon in Zhenguo Temple in the first place, it's just that your demon power has been abolished to climb up and not be beaten out." Jingkong sighed, but it was more than a year, and the little fox had actually suffered so much.

The demonic power is wasted, there is no intact place on the body, and the claws can only be cut off and regrown, and there seem to be traces of curses on the face, who is it? Can you make a little fox who doesn't know anything like this?

Even the clearance is a little angry.

"Little monk, then I'm still in~ I'm going, I'm sure I don't move, okay~" Mu Qingmao really wants to see what is strange about Zhenguo Temple, what is the pressure and relaxation when going up the mountain?

Two people...... One person and one fox grinded for a long time, and seeing that the time for evening class was coming, Jingkong reluctantly put Mu Qingmao in his sleeve and hurriedly ran towards the main hall.

Entering the main hall, Mu Qingmao felt a great pressure enveloping him instantly, but it was only for a moment that the pressure of scanning something disappeared, and then he heard an old voice containing a very profound truth to explain something.

I'd love to see it......

Mu Qingmao cautiously poked out a small head, an abbot wearing a robe of Buddha, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes exuding a compassionate charm, he was sitting on the futon in front of the Buddha and chanting some scriptures, and at the same time, the little monk who was listening to the evening class also began to chant along with the scriptures.

Turning his head to look at the Buddha statue in the high place, the golden plating shining softly in the sunset, the Buddha statue stood majestically but compassionately looked down, as if he could see through everyone who came to worship, and after looking at it for a while, he actually felt that the Buddha statue was smiling, but he rubbed his eyes and felt that it was still the solemn Buddha statue.

Ranran's sandalwood emitted a faint smoke, accompanied by the sound of neat and pious chanting, it seemed that even Mu Qingmao herself slowly understood their content, as if she was affected by chanting Buddha, her mood became unexpectedly calm, she felt a very warm power with her meditation listening to the lecture slowly wandering around her body, not the feeling on her face before, but very ...... Comfort power.

Slowly, with the warm breath, there seemed to be a little thing in the body that was slowly changed, and then involuntarily opened his mouth gently, and read it gently with the sound of chanting, and the wounds on his body seemed to be infiltrated into the warm breath and slowly began to repair.

In such an hour, the evening class finally came to an end......

When the abbot finished chanting and everyone saluted the Buddha statue respectfully, today's day was over.

"Clear, you stay."

When the little monks were almost gone, the abbot was born and signaled that the little monks who were also going back would come over.

Mu Qingmao hid in his sleeve, he had already withdrawn from that calm state, and hurriedly hid it tightly, shouldn't he be discovered?

"Abbot." The clear air saluted.

"Let the little friend in your sleeve out." The abbot smiled slightly.

"Abbot!" Qingkong was a little panicked, and he just wanted to say something, but he couldn't contradict the abbot master.

"I'm sorry...... I asked the little monk to take me to the class. Mu Qingmao knew that he had been discovered, and gently poked his head out.

The abbot didn't fluctuate much, and even his eyes were still compassionate and profound, staring at Mu Qingmao's eyes for a long time before he slowly smiled again.

"It's fate that you can come in, and being able to introduce the Buddha's light can be regarded as having a fate with the Buddha, so I naturally don't blame you."

Hearing this, Mu Qingmao breathed a sigh of relief, but ...... What is Buddha light, am I not a monster?

"Thank you, Abbot." Anyway, there's nothing wrong with thanking you first.

"That's it, since Buddha Light has also acquiesced to you, you don't have to be so secretive next time."

The abbot looked at it for a long time, left a word, and waved his hand to let the two leave.

Just so inexplicable can it be here? Mu Qingmao thought that he would definitely spend a lot of effort or something, and even had the mind to wait for the little monk every day by the stream when he came, but he looked at himself for a long time......

Isn't it said that all youkai are not to be approached?

When they returned to the empty hut, everyone fell asleep, and Mu Qingmao was still thinking about the warm energy breath, and the power that I don't know what was immersed in his stomach.

Trying to slowly urge to recall the scene of the previous chanting, the mass of energy began to swim again, this time silently remembering the route and controlling himself.

It's just like that, I feel that each big circle has a little more energy, and the injuries in my body are slowly recovering, and it seems that it won't take a few days to recover at this speed......

It's a pity...... Mao still has to grow on its own......

The first time he came into contact with this, Mu Qingmao was very happy to cultivate.

Strength and strength, one day I will return all the pain with dignity!

"Well...... Little Fox ...... Right...... Sorry ......"

Mu Qingmao withdrew from his cultivation, heard his dream words, and the tears that did not fall from the corners of his eyes, and gently rubbed the little monk's face with his face, watching his brows stretch.

The clearance sleeping next to it is small, although it should be fifteen years old, it still looks very small~

Sighing and being subconsciously reached out and hugged by him, Mu Qingmao also suspended his cultivation and closed his eyes.

Revenge thing...... Let's delay it a little for the time being, and temporarily accompany the little monk to cultivate and become stronger.