Kong Ming pointed out the way for Wu Zhiyuan: "Master Wu, Master Sheng, please come with me." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" said, taking the lead around the main hall and going around the backyard from the corridor on the east side of the main hall.

The backyard is a place where pilgrims or monks stay in the Zen monastery, and some pilgrims come from thousands of miles to offer incense, and it is too late to go down the mountain, so they will live in the monastery. Some wandering monks will place orders in Congma Zen Temple, and they will also live in the backyard.

Kong Ming placed Wu Zhiyuan in the east chamber, and Sheng Wanxiang lived in the west chamber. After the two of them had settled down, he left.

Wu Zhiyuan closed the door and looked at the layout of the room. The layout of the whole room is simple, only one bed, one table and one stool, and there is a basket at the head of the bed, which is equipped with scissors and needles, which should be prepared for the traveling monks. The monks traveled all over the world, only one monk's robe on the body, there must be tattered, and when placing an order, you can use the scissors and needles inside to simply sew the clothes, this is the life of an ascetic. The overall tone of the room is gray, but it is clean and tidy, and there is nothing else, which is a more typical Buddhist simple style.

Lying on the hard bed, Wu Zhiyuan put his hands behind his head, looking at the sky that was gradually darkening outside the white window paper, thinking about the scene that happened in the main hall of the Zhengdao Courtyard just now, and sighed with emotion. The nerves that had been tense gradually relaxed, and I unconsciously felt sleepy.

Just as his consciousness began to blur and his eyelids began to fight, there were several knocks at the door.

"Who?" Wu Zhiyuan was suddenly alert, sat up and asked vigilantly. Although this is a Buddhist temple, there may still be wicked people sneaking in, in fact, the guards of the Congma Zen Temple are very loose and not strict.

"Donor, Uncle Kong Ming asked me to send fasting food." A slightly immature voice sounded outside.

Wu Zhiyuan stood up, walked to the door, opened the door, and saw a little monk standing outside the door with a meal in his hand, it was the little monk Shancong who had seen the floor outside the door of the Zen monastery before.

"Is that you? Come on in. Wu Zhiyuan smiled happily, Shancong's height is only up to Wu Zhiyuan's waist, well-behaved and cute, Wu Zhiyuan likes him very much.

"Master Wu, please eat fast." Shancong put the meal on the table and turned around to leave.

"Have you delivered a fast meal?" Wu Zhiyuan was worried about Sheng Wanxiang, worried that the Zen Monastery would forget her meal.

"After I send it to you, I will send it to Lord Sheng." Shancong replied seriously, and his childish face was full of innocence.

"I'm sorry little master." Wu Zhiyuan smiled, wanting to reach out and touch Shancong's head, but felt that it seemed a little inappropriate, and retracted his hand again.

Shancong nodded, turned around and walked to the door of the room, as soon as he opened the door, Wu Zhiyuan suddenly remembered Moon Shadow Fuxian and Li Xueying, and asked again: "By the way, does the Moon Shadow donor and her sister and her party also live in the Zen Monastery tonight?" ”

"Oh, just now, the Moon Shadow benefactor, her mother, sister and others finished the incense in the Daxiong Treasure Hall and have already gone down the mountain." Zen Cong replied.

I don't know why, hearing Shancong's answer, Wu Zhiyuan's heart suddenly seemed to sink to the bottom of cold water, and he couldn't see the light or hope. He sat down at the table in a daze, his thoughts wandering.

"Master Wu? Wu Shizhu? Shancong stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Wu Zhiyuan.

Wu Zhiyuan suddenly came back to his senses and hurriedly smiled apologetically at him.

"If there is nothing to do, I will go and deliver a meal to the Lord Sheng." Shancong stepped out and closed the door with his hand.

At this time, Wu Zhiyuan sat at the table, looking at the fasting on the table, he had no appetite, not because the fasting was rough, but because his mind was full of the shadows of the Moon Shadow Fuxian and Li Xueying at the moment. It seems that since then, Wu Zhiyuan, Moon Shadow Fuxian and Li Xueying have no reason to reunite, and since then, I don't know if it has become an eternal secret?

Just as he was thinking about it, the door rang again.

Wu Zhiyuan retracted his mind, thinking that it was the little monk Shancong again, so he walked straight to the door of the room and stretched out his hand to open the door.

Standing outside the door was a pretty figure, with a pair of wonderful eyes and frowns, as if she had something on her mind, it was actually Sheng Wanxiang.

"Evening fragrance, why are you here?" Wu Zhiyuan blurted out in surprise, she should be eating fast at this time.

"I can't eat it, so I'll come and see you." Sheng Wanxiang said in a low voice, her voice soft and gentle, which was very consistent with her character.

Wu Zhiyuan turned sideways and let Sheng Wanxiang into the room. Seeing the untouched food on the table, Sheng Wanxiang said with pity: "It turns out that you don't have an appetite either, I knew you would be like this." People are iron and steel, and skipping meals will only hurt their own bodies. With that, she sat down at the table and reached out to pick up the dishes and chopsticks.

"Are you going to feed me?" Wu Zhiyuan couldn't bear to bring his negativity to Sheng Wanxiang and made a smiling face.

"If you insist on refusing to eat, I will have to feed you." Sheng Wanxiang said in the right color of the tender model.

In Wu Zhiyuan's impression, Sheng Wanxiang is strong-willed, dares to love and hate, but has a gentle temperament, Wu Zhiyuan has never seen her angry or yelling, which is not unrelated to her tutor who has lived in the boudoir for a long time since she was a child, but also her personal cultivation.

"I'm really not hungry and don't want to eat." Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly reached out and pressed Sheng Wanxiang's hands, took the dishes and chopsticks from her hands, and put them on the table.

Sheng Wanxiang knew that Wu Zhiyuan was full of concerns, but he was worried about his body, so he had to reach out to pick up the dishes and chopsticks again, Wu Zhiyuan saw this and hurriedly reached out to hold Sheng Wanxiang's slender jade hand, at this moment, his fingers suddenly poked the back of Sheng Wanxiang's hand, and a red mark was gradually clearly revealed on the back of Sheng Wanxiang's hand, but fortunately there was no broken skin and bleeding.

"Are you alright?" Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly picked up Sheng Wanxiang's hand, put it to his lips and blew it gently, and said distressedly, "It's all my fault!" ”

"It's fine." Sheng Wanxiang smiled happily, but did not withdraw her hand, she reveled in the feeling of being held by Wu Zhiyuan.

"Why don't you cut my fingernails for me?" Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly changed the topic, so that he didn't have to be eaten by Sheng Wanxiang anymore, and at the same time, his fingernails were indeed a little long, so he accidentally scratched the back of Sheng Wanxiang's hand.

"Hmm." Sheng Wanxiang smiled and nodded, got up and walked to the side of the bed, took out scissors from the basket at the head of the bed, held Wu Zhiyuan's hand, and carefully trimmed his fingernails.

Wu Zhiyuan is a man after all, his hands are much rougher than Sheng Wanxiang, Sheng Wanxiang's hands are delicate and can be broken by blowing, and Wu Zhiyuan's hands are relatively rough, which is also related to the difference between him and Sheng Wanxiang's family background.

Sheng Wanxiang was meticulous, and it took a long time to cut all the nails of Wu Zhiyuan's ten fingers, and the cut was round and not sharp.

"Thank you." Wu Zhiyuan clenched Sheng Wanxiang's hands and looked at her with an expression, and a burst of emotion surged in his heart.

Sometimes love is not in the earth-shattering, life and death, but in words and deeds, minutiae.

Sheng Wanxiang was stared at by Wu Zhiyuan's fiery gaze, her face turned red, and she hung her head slightly, embarrassed.

At this moment, there was a sudden shock under the bed where the two were sitting, and a black shadow the size of a cat came out from under the bed and swept past Sheng Wanxiang's feet.

Wu Zhiyuan fixed his eyes and saw that the black shadow was actually a mouse!

(Today is Valentine's Day on February 14th, I wish all readers and friends a happy Valentine's Day, and I wish all lovers in the world to finally become married!) I also wish the Moon Shadow Fuxian, Sheng Wanxiang, Li Xueying and others in this book can finally come together with their beloved and achieve positive results. Of course, this is just the good wishes of the author himself, what is the ending? We look at it and cherish it. Thank you all for your continued support! ）