Xia Yunxi, as the leader of the Reverse Pavilion, walks the rivers and lakes on weekdays and pays attention to the fact that he must repay his debts, how could he ever encounter such a thing that he has nowhere to start if he wants to repay his kindness?

So she has been troubled by this problem, people don't want anything, they can't beat the monk by themselves and force him to accept his kindness, right?

Thinking of this, she looked at the handsome monk sitting opposite her with her eyes closed, her fists clenched and loosened, and she hurriedly forced herself not to turn her head. Forget it, if you can't control and beat people up, it's really ungrateful.

On the surface, Yuan Xing is closing his eyes and meditating, but in fact, he is calculating the days with Jin Cicada in his heart to see when he will be able to get out of the dark sea of suffering.

Originally, he didn't care too much about the current situation of his eyes being blackened, but only thought that this was a rare opportunity to meditate and practice.

But for some reason, a sense of urgency has always risen inexplicably in his heart recently. This feeling had been fulfilled many times before, and he really didn't dare to take it lightly.

I'm afraid that trouble will come, but I don't know where the source of this trouble is? Is it the woman sitting across from her or something else?

He asked Jin Cicada in his heart, but unfortunately Jin Cicada couldn't help it, this guy said that it was a system, but in fact, it was not as good as the little beans he raised, and the little beans except for the shortcoming of shedding hair, he could also sell a cute one to make him happy on weekdays.

What about the golden cicada? will also open a door, without saying anything at all, and often use his fluttering words to disgust people.

Alas, I miss Xiaodouzi a little, and I don't know how it's doing at my parents' house. It should be good to think about it, the last time I went home for so many days, people ignored it, I'm afraid that I really forgot about his old master.

The two of them were thinking about their own thoughts, but the rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and it did not stop until the evening.

The raindrops were carried by the slanting wind, swaying in the small courtyard, and the sound of dripping was all around, and the pavilion seemed to be covered with layers of bead curtains, and everything outside was blurred.

The flames on the small stove burned, and the kettle above was steaming, rising to the top and spreading out in all directions, and on this cold and rainy day in early summer, the interior of the pavilion seemed to exist in another space.

Seeming to be smoked by the heat, Xia Yunxi, who was immersed in his thoughts, was the first to wake up, quickly stood up and lifted the kettle, and slowly poured the hot water into the purple clay pot.

After the tea was made, she put the tea bowl in front of Yuan Xing: "The tea is ready, the master please use it." ”

"Thank you." Yuan Xing also came back to his senses, smiled and nodded when he heard the words, touched the tea bowl, held it with both hands, blew the hot air on it, and then took a sip.

Approaching the night, cold rain and hot tea, this atmosphere has been the favorite of literati since ancient times, and it is not good to be poetic, and the sentence is on: cold night guests come to tea as wine, and the bamboo stove soup is boiling red.

It's a pity that the two people here, the beautiful woman is illiterate and is in the evil way, but the monk's family history is reincarnated in Buddhism, one likes to fight and kill people the most, and the other is used to keeping his duty. And the only thing they have in common may be that they can't pretend to be elegant.

There was silence again, except for the sound of the rain.

In the end, Xia Yunxi couldn't stand this atmosphere first, she suddenly pulled out a stack of silver tickets from her arms, and slapped them on the stone table without counting.

This movement was so great that even the fate of relapsing was almost taken aback.

"Master, I really don't know how to repay the life-saving grace, I have some silver tickets here, you might as well accept them, and expand the temple or help the displaced people in the future, I think it will be enough for a while."

"The donor is leaving?" Yuan Xing came back to his senses, and suddenly such a sentence came out.

"It's not time to bother for two more days, and now that I've recovered from my injuries, I'll leave tomorrow morning." Xia Yunxi glanced at the monk resentfully, then gritted his teeth again, and said viciously to himself in his heart, the old lady is no longer serving.

Yuan Xing nodded, but said, "It is the duty of a monk to help the needy, how can a poor monk covet the donor's money?" You'd better take it back. "He's leaving, what do you want the silver ticket of this world for? Do you want to keep it as a souvenir?

"But I really don't know how to repay you." Xia Yunxi was deeply distressed, she also thought that the other party was not bad for money, but she really didn't know how to reciprocate, did she still have to promise herself?

"If you really want to repay, it's not impossible." Yuan Xingzi didn't know her entanglement, thought about it, and then said: "If the donor has less human life on his hands in the future and does more good deeds, he will repay the poor monk." ”

"This ...... Do your best! Xia Yunxi was a little hesitant, she walked the rivers and lakes, and she was a knife against the Xiangge, it was impossible not to kill people, but it was not a big deal to do more good deeds.

Seeing that he really didn't seem to have the intention of accepting the silver ticket, he answered sullenly and put the silver ticket back into his arms.

Yuan Xing couldn't see the expression on her face, and only thought that she had completely listened to her words. I couldn't help laughing, my mood instantly improved, and I felt that I had saved a lost soul again,

"That's right......" Xia Yunxi's face suddenly turned red, and he asked, "Can you give me some of your chili sauce?" ”

Yuan Xing was stunned for a moment, and then nodded: "Yes, the donor can take it all." "He's not a stingy person, not to mention that the chili sauce is really not delicious, and I'm tired of eating it these days. Anyway, there is only half a can left, and it doesn't hurt to give it.

"I'm going to buy a small jar tomorrow morning." Xia Yunxi's mood, which had been low before, suddenly became high-pitched.

Yuan Xing didn't react at first, but after a while, he understood what the other party meant, and he was going to send the glass bottle directly, but it didn't feel appropriate to think about it.

So he raised his hand, but he didn't say anything.

He thought the conversation was over, and was about to get up and go back to the room, but Xia Yunxi suddenly squirmed again: "Master, I still have a reluctant request." ”

"Oh?" Yuan Xing turned his head in confusion.

"Can you play that tune again?"

"Simple." Yuan Xing thought it was something, but it turned out that he just asked him to play a tune, which was nothing bad to agree to. So he sat down again, touched the lute, and in an instant, the gentle and light music reappeared in the small courtyard.

By this time, he was already familiar with the whole score, and he was more proficient in playing it than the last time, and he was in a good mood because he finally had the possibility of getting out of trouble, and the whole piece played more smoothly and naturally.

Xia Yunxi listened to the melodious and beautiful music, her eyes stared at the monk holding the pipa for a moment, for a long time, and when the music stopped, she sighed faintly, but unfortunately, the monk and her were not all the way.

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On the second day, Xia Yunxi left early.

Yuan Xing finally returned to his previous state, and in addition to chanting scriptures and sleeping every day, he played the piano.

After a few days, his living condition was better than before, because of diligent practice, his playing level has improved significantly, this inn is full of people, naturally will be listened to, one or two times, there are guests or inn guys come to him to listen to music, when resting, accompany him to say a few words of gossip, but not as in the past to be lonely.

It's just that he thought that the trouble was far away, but the sense of urgency in his heart still exists, and he has always been troubled for a while and then stopped thinking about it.

I just hope that the trouble will come later, and it will be better if he can see it.

Well, the so-called crow's mouth is this kind of fate.

It was another rainy night, and Yuan Xing stood in front of the window, listening to the sound of the rain hitting the leaves, and when he was alone in the dark, this little sound became extremely beautiful.

When he was standing up and ready to close the window and sleep, he was suddenly startled by a "bang" of a heavy object falling to the ground.

"This ...... And what is it? He twitched his cheeks and asked helplessly in his heart.

"A man, a woman in white." Jin Cicada's answer was exactly the same as last time.

"You must not tell the poor monk, or the female benefactor."

"Guess ......" Jin Chan replied with only two words.

Yuan Xing realized instantly, and then rubbed his eyebrows painfully.

Is this the end?