"You don't want to?"

Su Yixin spread her hands and stood up: "Then forget it, don't force it, after all, this is true love if you love me." Okay, my temple is small, where do you go back, I won't leave you to eat. ”

Su Yixin came to the stove and opened the lid of the steamer, and the domineering aroma went straight to the nasal cavity.

"Sister Ming, second brother, the meal is ready, go and call your eldest brother to come over for dinner."

Luo Wuxian knew that if it didn't make a sound, the chicken butt wouldn't have to eat.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Isn't it just a drop of blood, Lao Tzu agreed.

The Five Elements cultivator, known as the quasi-immortal in the cultivation world, does not suffer a loss in this transaction.

Su Yixin raised her eyebrows.

Without delay, he grabbed the kitchen knife and squatted down, and stabbed it on the claws of the fallen Wuxian.

Ah, hey.

A drop of blood that is said to be good, you woman does not speak of martial virtues.

Such a deep wound.

Don't break the phase when the time comes!

After successfully contracting this little white fox, Su Yixin's eyes became much gentler when she looked at it.

I really didn't see that it was a nine-tailed fox.

Or a male vixen.

Tsk tsk, that's really ......

There can be no gender discrimination.

What's wrong with the male vixen, with her, the fox technique is destined not to be used.

"Come on, come on, I don't want to eat chicken, this chicken head and tail are the best match for you, I'm so good to you!"

I thought I could eat a chicken leg without a loss: "......"

It's that it doesn't deserve it.

Su Yixin made the decision and gave the chicken leg to Gu Qingming and Gu Qingxi.

She nibbled on chicken wings with Gu Qingjue.

The incense is about to be spoken.

There was movement at the courtyard gate.

The Gu family stove is big, and when the meal is ready, it is eaten directly on the table next to it.

When guests come, they will go to the main hall.

Su Yixin looked through the door of the stove hall and saw a monk wearing a bright yellow robe standing outside the courtyard gate.

Ah, this, the fate is coming?

This monk can really pick the time, and this point is estimated that they are eating.

Can't let the chicken wings fly away, Su Yixin hurriedly took a bite, and half of the meat of the small chicken wings was immediately gone.

The corners of Gu Qingjue's mouth twitched, and he stood up and went to open the door.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is the clear path of Hongfu Temple, passing by your land, can the donor make it convenient for the poor monk to go in and rest?"

Unexpectedly, the person in front of him was the famous monk Master Mingdao.

Gu Qingjue was surprised for a moment, folded his hands, and turned sideways to make way out.

"Master, please."

Ming Dao thanked him, smiled, and went straight to the stove.

It is said that Master Dao is fifty years old, but he can be seen to be tall, ruddy, and warm, looking like he is twenty-four or five.

He is worthy of being a high-ranking monk.

Gu Qingjue hurriedly stepped forward to lead the way: "We are having dinner, can the master be together?"

"Then thank you."

Su Yixin, who heard the conversation: "......"

This monk is really unkind.

It won't be looking at the blue bricks and black tiles of their house, thinking that they are rich and noble.

Then he was going to be disappointed.

They only have one dish, the mushrooms below are soaked in pheasant gravy, and the brown rice is poured in a small half pot, but there are no vegetables.

He couldn't eat any of that.

Ming Dao entered the stove hall and smiled at Su Yixin and made a Buddhist salute: "Little donor, poor monk Ming Dao, passing by your land, can you ask for a bowl of water to drink?"

Mingdao?

The host of Hongfuji Temple?

This monk, Su Yixin has the impression, it seems that before she was sold, she had been to the Su family, but before she entered the door, she was kicked out by the Su family, and said that they did not believe in Buddhism.

Now, only two or three months, this monk has come to the door again.

What do you mean?

Su Yixin's mind turned a few times, and she smiled on her face: "The master is polite, there is nothing else at home, the water pipe is full."

Gu Qingjue: "......"

It was the first time he had seen someone talk about poverty so freshly and refinedly.

"Master, please sit, this is the kid's insider, after waking up from falling into the water yesterday, his temperament is extraordinarily lively, and please Master Haihan. Second brother, go pour a bowl of hot water. ”

"Hahaha...... it's okay." Ming Dao smiled heartily: "It seems that the old man came at the right time." ”

"The master is here on purpose?"

Su Yixin narrowed her eyes.

I always feel that this monk has seen her core through this layer of skin.

"Lao Qu watched the stars yesterday night, and a different star was born out of the sky and fell into the southwest, so I came here to take a look."

Wangjia Village is about 30 miles away from Hongfu Temple, which is in the southwest of Hongfu Temple.

Monks stargazing?

You can't just rely on being a high-ranking monk to rob the job of a Taoist.

As I said, an alien star was born, and I went to find the alien star and ran to Gu to do something.

"Master, you have drunk this water and rested your feet. You see, our family hasn't finished eating yet, why don't you move around? ”

"Yixin, don't be rude."

Master Mingdao has a very high reputation in our dynasty, and even the official family treats him with great courtesy.

How can Su Yixin be treated like this!

"Little friend is very interesting, the old man has an object here, I think it is quite suitable for you, so I will give it to you, how about it?"

Nothing is a matter that five-year-olds in the 22nd century understand.

Su Yixin, as a metamagician, is more proficient in it.

But when Ming Dao took out the thing, Su Yixin's refusal was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say anything.

Qiankun glass mirror.

A treasure that cultivators can encounter but cannot seek.

Its rarity is not only that the glass mirror can conjure up yin and yang gossip to punish demons and eliminate demons.

The most important thing is to be able to hide a person's breath.

For example, Su Yixin is a soul-piercing person.

She is now cultivating to a low level, and she is naturally not afraid when she encounters a rookie level, but if she meets a master, she has nothing to hide.

Maybe those who claim to be defenders directly treat her as a secret cultivator, and they will punish her without saying a word.

People don't care if you take the initiative to occupy someone's body or passively.

Anyway, doing it is a merit for them.

Who would turn away the merit they have received?

The Qiankun glass mirror belongs to Taoism, and it is really useless for the monk of Mingdao to hold it.

But it's a treasure after all.

If he gives it to the official family, maybe the official family will be happy, and it is not impossible to reshape the true body of the Buddha in Hongfu Temple, and the expenditure in the temple for more than ten years in the future will not need to worry about him.

As soon as this monk came, he gave himself such a treasure, and he must have a plan.

Su Yixin thought about it for a while, but she didn't expect that what she had in a rookie would be remembered by a monk like Ming Dao.

Could it be that the alien star that Ming Dao said was born out of nowhere, and that alien star is her?

Seeing Su Yixin's wary face, Ming Dao still smiled kindly, and slowly got up and said: "Since it is a gift, it will never be a lion in the future to ask Xiaoyou for other things, you can accept it with confidence."

That's all I have to say.

Without holding it, Su Yixin felt that she was stupid.

"Then thank you for the gift, it's not early, why don't you spend the night here?"

A free man never asks for benefits or receives them.

If you accept other people's things, it's not good to drive people away.

She understands the sophistication of human feelings, although there are not many, but there are not!

"Thank you, Xiaoyou, but the old man still has something to do, and he needs to rush back to the temple as soon as possible, so he won't disturb it."

Ming Dao made a Buddhist salute, and when he left, he deliberately glanced at the frightened people who were hiding under the table and shivering.

"This little white fox looks very special, it's better to go out less if you have nothing to do."