"You unlucky boy, such a big slope, find a way and you can find a cliff!"

Scolding and scolding, she still tried to pull his hand, "Don't move, the vine is not thick enough, don't break it!"

Ah Yun didn't dare to breathe, and slowly reached her hand.

But even with such care, a slight cracking sound was heard.

The withered vine split in half from the middle, and Ah Yun's body shook even more.

What's even more sad is that it actually rained at this time.

And it's getting heavier and heavier!

Both of them have become soup chickens.

Ah Yun retracted his hand, not bothering to wipe his eyes wet from the rain: "Miss, you find a place to shelter from the rain first, leave me alone."

Ling Yue was soaked by the rain, and her mood became more and more irritable.

Raised his sleeve and wiped his eyes: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up, if you fall and don't die, you will be crippled!"

"Anyway, it's not that I haven't been crippled, so don't bother you. I'm hanging here, you go!"

Ling Yue felt that this kid's brain was in water, so he took another step forward, and stretched out his hand longer: "Be quick, talk nonsense about me again."

Before the consequences could be said, his feet slipped, and he was planted with the one who was hanging.

Two tragic "ahh

When I woke up again, the rain was lighter.

Ling Yue only felt soreness all over her body, but she didn't feel much pain, because she was lying on Ah Yun's body.

He was still holding her in one hand.

He wasn't so lucky, though, though he had something underneath him, but a large branch.

Looking at the thickness, it should be a small tree that has been crushed by him.

The surrounding trees are far away, and I think they leaned out halfway.

There were wounds on his face and on the backs of his hands, and there was no blood.

But the muddy water beside him was red.

The boy's face was pale, and his hair was sticking to his face haphazardly, and it was rain.

She quickly got up, shaking him and calling his name.

Fortunately, I woke up.

But then, he fell into a coma again.

Ling Yue was stunned in the rain, and her heart was drenched by the increasing rain.

The rain was pouring down, and the eyes were full of tears.

She squeezed her soaked sleeves and wiped them against her eyes.

Find a place to shelter from the rain!

She stood up and looked around.

The heart is sinking lower and lower, like her people, who have reached the bottom.

In despair, he suddenly saw a glimmer of light in the depths of the woods.

Seemingly, there are still a couple of cabins.

She wiped her eyes sharply and helped Ah Yun up.

"Ah Yun, Ah Yun, wake up, wake up!"

She slapped him in the face and shouted, and he finally opened his eyes.

"Miss" was weak in her voice.

She cried and nodded, "Ah Yun, there is a family in front, you hold on, I'll help you over."

"Okay." He held on to his spirits and walked with her step by step through the muddy forest.

By the time they moved to the hut, they were exhausted.

"Is there anybody, please?" Ling Yue banged on the door.

Although it was summer rain, Ling Yue's whole body stiffened after staying in the rain for too long.

Her hand kept tapping on the door so inertly that when it opened, she slapped it directly on her master's face.

It felt smooth to the touch, much better than the hard bangbang door, and she unconsciously slapped it again.

"Miss Ling."

A voice that was indifferent and slightly surprised.

Ling Yue looked up suddenly, and then he saw a young man, a young monk to be exact.

Dressed in a white monk's robe, he has delicate eyebrows and a handsome face.

"Master Mingyi?" She was shocked.

What was even more shocking was that her hand was still on his face.

And his face was visibly red.

Half red.

There is no doubt that she took a picture!

She wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into, but Ah Yun was injured, and she couldn't get into the crack now.

"I'm sorry master, I didn't mean to, I'm used to banging on the door."

She lowered her head, her voice getting lower and lower.

Mingyi didn't care, and smiled slightly: "It's okay. Ah Yun is injured? Help him in!"

With Mingyi's help, Ling Yue was a lot more relaxed.

Although he was holding Ah Yun, the boy was almost hanging on her body, so that half of her arm was useless.

Ming Yi helped Ah Yun to the inner room and changed him into a clean monk's robe.

Also white.

Ah Yun, who was dressed in a monk's robe, looked like a lay disciple of Buddhism.

None of this mattered, Ling Yue quickly stepped forward to check his pulse, and then took off his coat to check it.

Mingyi said, "Many wounds, the poor monk has already given him medicine. He's been in the rain for too long, and he'll feed him some ginger soup later."

Ling Yue thanked him gratefully, but Mingyi said that they saved his life, and these were all as they should be.

Seeing that she was wet, she stopped talking.

Later, he spoke, "Miss Ling, you will get sick if you wear this wet clothes. The poor monk has a new monk's robe, why don't you change it and then wash and dry your clothes?"

Ling Yue saw that his eyes were clean and his tone was sincere, and the wet clothes wrapped around his body were not only uncomfortable, but also showed his curves, which was really embarrassing.

Seeing that she agreed, Mingyi went to find her clothes and put them on the chair, and fetched her a basin of water for washing clothes.

Then he took the stove and hanger inside.

Ling Yue secretly sighed at his carefulness, and after changing into a monk's robe, he washed her and Ah Yun's clothes.

After thinking about it, he first dried his heart clothes and put them inside the monk's robe before he came out.

At this time, Mingyi had already cooked the ginger soup.

Ling Yue asked him to help Ah Yun up, and after feeding him a bowl of ginger soup, the young man's complexion was a little better, but he was startled when he saw Ling Yue in a monk's robe.

"Miss, you...... Are you going to become a monk?"

"Is your mouth so poor?" She pointed to Mingyi, "This is the master's place, and he lent us clothes. Aren't you the same?"

Ah Yun looked at himself, then at Mingyi, and thanked him.

I didn't expect to go around and around to come to him, I knew that I would come to drink a cup of tea, and I would save so much sin!

Seeing the pain on his face, Ling Yue said, "After I go home, I will give you a good conditioning, although the injury is not serious, but it will also take ten days and a half months to recuperate."

Ah Yun comforted: "It's good if you don't fall to death, it's not a matter of ten days and half a month."

After thinking about it, he said worriedly, "Miss, will I be crippled? I don't feel strong in my legs."

He was a little scared, how long was this normal, and he didn't want to go back to the old days of crutches!

"Crow's mouth, it can be cured even if it is crippled!"

Mingyi understood, "Did you fall off that cliff?"

Ling Yue nodded and glanced at Ah Yun: "We got lost, we followed this young master to find the way, but we didn't find the way, and our lives were almost gone."

Ah Yun pursed his lips, lowered his head and said nothing.

Mingyi said, "That place is a bit hidden, and the poor monk almost fell down once. But if you don't die in a great calamity, you will have a blessing in the future, and it will be smooth in the future."

Ling Yue smiled, "Inherit Master Jiyan."

It was already dark and it was still raining heavily.

Thinking of Ah Yun's injury and muddy roads, at Mingyi's suggestion, the two of them bothered for a night.

Living in someone else's house and wearing other people's clothes, Ling Yue decided to make a meal to express her gratitude.

Mingyi listened to Ah Yun's mouthful of a "big lady", and was a little suspicious of her cooking skills.

But when the meal was served, he was nothing but admiration.

"The poor monk thought that his fasting meal was doing well, but he didn't expect Miss Ling to be even better, this was the best fasting meal that the poor monk had ever eaten."

Lingfu.

It's already messed up

A pot of porridge.

Hongguo and Qingyin both knelt, hugging their heads and crying.

Ling Lie was already furious, and seven or eight of his cups were broken.

Han Ming was so anxious that the anger in his eyes, which had always been gentle, could no longer be hidden.

said that he went to Yuming Temple to pray for blessings, why didn't he come back so late? Don't get an accident!

Not only did they not come back, neither did the coachman!

"Ling Xiang, don't worry, Yang Yi and Ning Yao have already gone out to look for it, and they will have a result soon."

Even though he was too worried, he still comforted his father.

Aunt Liu also persuaded: "Master, the manpower in the house has also been sent, wait, wait."

was annoyed by the crying of the red fruits, and yelled, "Don't cry, the eldest lady is just playful, don't be crying out of your trouble!"

As soon as he saw Ling Lie turn to her, he felt speechless and went to the gate of the mansion to wait in person.

Not long after, Yang Yi came back, and he brought back a person.

It's the coachman.

"Shizi, I didn't find Miss Ling and Ah Yun, only him. Ning Yao continued to search in Yuming Temple, and came back as soon as there was news."

The coachman trembled and fell to his knees.

Originally, Ling Yue talked to him for an hour, but when the time came, there was no one.

If the young lady doesn't come back, he won't dare to come back, so he has been staying outside the temple until now.

Unexpectedly, he was brought back by Yang Yi.