Mu Jiu didn't expect to see Mingguang here, he was very happy for a while, strode over, and glanced him up and down: "You don't have to be like this even if you are doing penance, you are dressed so thinly, you are not afraid of being frozen to death?" ”

A thin monk's robe and a gown, I feel cold when I look at it.

When Mingguang saw Mu Jiu, he also smiled slightly, and slapped a Buddha with one hand: "Amitabha, I didn't expect to meet Mu Shizhu here, how are you doing lately?" ”

With internal force to protect the body, he is also used to being cool, and he doesn't feel anything, and there is nothing to answer on this kind of topic.

"That's good." Mu Jiu turned around and leaned over: "Do you think I've gained weight recently?" ”

Mingguang was not embarrassed by the shortened distance, but looked at it carefully, and smiled gently: "It's good to grow some meat." ”

Mu Jiu looked at Mingguang and replied: "I think so too, but it's a pity that you don't eat meat, and you can't grow much meat." ”

Mingguang is a good-looking beautiful monk, but his body is inevitably thinner.

"What's wrong with the poor monk?" Mingguang glanced at it and fell to the tea shed next to it, where there were few people: "Donor, why don't you go over and have a cup of hot tea?" ”

"Okay, it's rare for Master Mingguang to have a treat." Mu Jiu didn't forget that Xiao Junshu was there, turned his head to see Xiao Junshu who was fixed there, and then looked at Mingguang, well, Lord Hou has a lot, he shouldn't eat a monk's vinegar, right?

Mu Jiu walked over to take Xiao Junshu's hand, but he didn't move for a while, and when she tried harder, he was obediently led away by her, Mu Jiu looked up at him, and smiled maliciously: "Hou Ye is jealous?" ”

Mu Jiu pretended to cough twice, with a flirtatious look: "Master Mingguang is good-looking, right?" I've never seen such a good-looking monk, just like the kind of beautiful monk in the book who can charm the goblin, but it's a pity that there is no mountain spirit in this world, otherwise it would be too dangerous to release him, maybe he will be eaten in a blink of an eye. ”

Sensing Xiao Jun's long-awaited displeasure, Mu Jiu teasingly approached, his eyes full of cunning and banter: "What? Hou Ye is still jealous? ”

That cunning and conscienceless look, Xiao Jun's heart hurt, this one who has no conscience, sooner or later he will be angry with her.

Pull out the hand she was holding, imprison her waist like an iron arm, and then squeeze it hard.

Mu Jiu: "......" gasped in pain, this stingy stinky man.

Mu Jiu took Xiao Jun over: "Little master, this is the Marquis of Dingbei." ”

Mingguang looked at Xiao Junshu, compared to Xiao Junshu's face like frost, his face was gentle and never changed, and his eyes were also compassionate and tolerant: "Amitabha, don't come to the donor?" ”

Xiao Junshu also politely replied with a Buddhist salute: "Master Lao is worried, well." ”

"Hey???" Mu Jiu raised his eyebrows: "You know?" ”

Mingguang replied: "Hou Ye and Master are old friends, they have saved Master's life, and the little monk has also received the favor of Hou Ye." ”

Master Yuan and Xiao Junshu knew her, and last time Master Yuan also used her medicine to save Xiao Junshu, but he also saved Mingguang, Mu Jiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and no one knew what she thought.

The boss of the tea shed brought three bowls of tea, a large bowl of tea, a few pieces of tea leaves, and when he put down the bowl, he almost knocked over the tea because of his trembling hands, and the reason for the panic was because of Xiao Junshu, during this time Xiao Junshu came and went in the city, and there were many people who had seen him, although they didn't look carefully, but the demeanor and momentum could still be distinguished, and they didn't shy away from the title of Hou Ye, and the boss was not stupid.

The three of them discovered this small detail, but no one deliberately mentioned it, and they didn't need it, and talking too much made him more uncomfortable.

Mu Jiu didn't ask much about Xiao Junshu, he took a sip of hot tea, although it was coarse tea, but on such a cold day, a cup of hot tea made people very comfortable, and after a sip, his whole body was warm, and he turned his head and asked Mingguang: "Why are you here?" What about the old monks? You're not with him? ”

Mingguang shook his head: "Master went to the north, the poor monk went all the way to the south, heard that there was a war here and came over, and on the third day, the city god temple who now lives here, chanted with the master in the temple for the soul of the dead." ”

"It's been a long time since I've heard you chant the scriptures." Mu Jiu's eyes narrowed, she felt that she needed the scriptures to wash the red dust in her heart now, otherwise she was about to be submerged.

Mu Jiu turned his head to look at Xiao Junshu, the stereotypical coffin face could see at a glance that he was in a bad mood, and it was all written that the living should not enter, but Mu Jiu was not afraid of freezing, and stretched out his hand and pulled his sleeve: "Wait a minute, I want to go with Master Mingguang to listen to the scriptures, do you want to go?" ”

Xiao Junshu's cold and knowledgeable gaze turned down slightly, watching Mu Jiu pull his sleeve a little bit, this kind of coquettish behavior, revealing the slightest little daughter's coquettishness, she did it unconsciously, but he couldn't help it, the cold heart just now collapsed in an instant, here in Mu Jiu, he has never been able to collapse.

Look at Mu Jiu, then look at Mingguang, and finally speak in Mu Jiu's expectation: "Wait a minute, I still have something to do, let Nanfeng and Xigui follow you, don't play for too long." ”

After receiving the reply, Mu Jiu smiled brightly and did not forget to behave: "Thank you, Master Hou." ”

Mu Jiu left with Mingguang, Nanfeng and Xigui hurriedly followed, Nanfeng looked back at his Hou Ye and sighed, he used to feel that his Hou Ye had a bad temper and plundered by unscrupulous means, but now he has completely changed, in Mu Girl's body, his Hou Ye is about to be ground into a saint.

I can actually watch Miss Mu go with other men, although the other party is a monk, but that face is very threatening, maybe it's vulgar or something......

Looks like he's going to have to keep an eye on it a little more.

Mingguang traveled with Master Yuan, relying on a pair of feet, and occasionally met kind-hearted people who invited them to ride ox carts and carriages, and they would ride for a while, and the rest of the time they would go step by step.

There are three thousand avenues, and every step is a practice, and only when you walk out with your feet can you be regarded as walking by yourself.

Mu Jiu was not too tired, wrapped his cloak tightly, and followed Mingguang step by step.

The City God Temple was quite far away, the two walked side by side, Mingguang turned his head and glanced at Mu Jiu: "Last time, the donor didn't want the poor monk to look at your face, now ...... But recognized? ”

Mu Jiu glanced at him, shook his head with a smile: "I don't know, it's messy, wait for you to recite the heart mantra to me to exorcise evil spirits." ”

Mingguang looked at Mu Jiu, he had known each other for many years, although he hadn't seen her much, but he still knew something about her, which could make her confused, she must have been emotional, but she was still struggling and didn't want to admit it.

Mingguang looked ahead, and they walked beside the river embankment, lined with willow trees, which were full of ice crystals and crystal clear.

There are six more in total, and there will be more later

(End of chapter)