However, the food cooked by this female benefactor is really delicious, in case he can't eat such delicious food in the future, wouldn't it be a pity?

There was a touch of confusion on his delicate face, and he couldn't make a decision for a while, so he cleaned his hands, rinsed his mouth, took out the Buddhist beads from his sleeve pocket and brought them back to his body, and the peach wood bracelet in his hand also turned again, and silently recited the scriptures.

The Ruan family looked at this strangely behaved monk, and they all looked at each other a little, but Qinglin turned his head to look at Ruan Yue and said, "Lady, tell everyone to rest." ”

Ruan Yue came back to her senses and persuaded Lu Chunniang, Mrs. Ruan and Ruan Ming to go into the carriage to rest, and they spread hay and leaves under the tree to deal with them casually all night.

In the moonlit night, in addition to the snoring of everyone, only the fire under the clay pot was still crackling slightly, and by the faint light, Ruan Yue could still see the shiny skull next to the fire, and he always felt that his eyes that swept towards him intentionally or unintentionally were full of inexplicable excitement.

What the hell is going on here?

Are the monks of this world so strange?

The monk who eats meat and recites the scriptures is not too mysterious.

Ruan Yue didn't sleep all night, and she always felt that the gaze swept over her, but fortunately, the sky was getting brighter, and the young Ruan Mrs. had already come out of the carriage and stretched her waist.

Xu Darttou heard the movement and opened his eyes to take a look, and saw that it was the old lady who got up, so he continued to recuperate.

The moment Ruan Yue opened her eyes, she almost forgot how to move, because she didn't know when she fell asleep in Qing Lin's arms, no wonder she was getting warmer and warmer in the second half of the night......

She tiptoed down Qinglin's arm on her body, slowly got up, and saw that Qinglin had no signs of waking up, so she breathed a long sigh of relief.

Ruan Yue came to the clay pot and looked at the haggis that had been boiled to a pulp, and couldn't help but look up at the monk who was not far from the fire, this strange monk wouldn't be silently adding fire all night, right?

The monk raised his eyelids slightly and looked at Ruan Yue, there was no longer yesterday's madness in his eyes, his eyes were now clear, his eyes were full of compassion, he turned his head to look at Qinglin, and saw that he was sleeping sweetly, but his heart was like thousands of little ants crawling, how did this little girl become husband and wife with Qinglin, people with such a weird temper, it was difficult for this little girl to stand it.

"Female donor, do you need help?" Harmless question without sneering.

"Master Lao watched the fire all night, and now the heat is just right, and it is ready to eat." Ruan Yue smiled and withdrew the fire under the clay pot, "Master, do you want to take a piece and taste it first?" ”

"Okay." Wu's eyes instantly radiated, not at all like he hadn't slept well all night, he stood up and said, "Then there is a labor benefactor, and the poor monk will go wash up first." ”

After watching the Wuzhi 'whoosh' from here to the lake, Ruan Yue was still taken aback, the Wuzhi monk was still a master.

She blinked, looked at Wu Yan, and then turned her head to look at Qinglin, who had just opened her eyes with a hint of confusion, these two people don't know who is more powerful?

"Lady, what kind of daze are you doing?" Qinglin stood up, moved his left hand, and found that the feeling of powerlessness had subsided a lot, well, yes, it would be healed in a few days like this.

Ruan Yue was called back to her soul by him, and said with a smile: "I'm wondering if to wake you up." ”

Qing Lin glanced at the innocent monk who had already come back from the lake, pursed the corners of his lips slightly, and said, "Monk, why haven't you left yet?" ”

The monk looked at him speechlessly, "The poor monk stopped by with your benefactors and decided to set off with you." ”

"Heh, how do you know where we're going?" Qing Lin's disdain for him was not hidden at all.

The monk sang the Buddha's name: "It doesn't matter, where the donor goes, the poor monk goes." ”

"You scoundrel monk." Qinglin's eyes narrowed, and his mind turned, the monk's light skills just now were quite good, I'm afraid the origin is not simple, let such a person follow them, if it is a villain, I don't know if I am an opponent.

Ruan Yue is thinking about it now, anyway, they are all people who can kill them, if they want to kill themselves, then death is the same in anyone's hands, the difference may be whether they die well or not......

Seeing the tension between the two, she had to be a peacemaker, and handed the little sheep lung that had just been pinched out to the monk Wuyan, "Master, don't patronize and talk, how about tasting it?" ”

After Wu Yan took the bowl, Ruan Yue hurriedly walked to Qing Lin's side, pulled his sleeve and said, "Xianggong, come over first, I'll help you change the medicine first." ”

"Good!" Qing Lin glanced at the unresorptive monk who was eating, and gritted his teeth and spit out a word.

The two went to the place behind the tree, Ruan Yue waited for Qinglin to change the dressing, checked the wound, and saw that it was about to scab, and it seemed that the thread could be removed early tomorrow morning.

When she was seriously changing the dressing, Qinglin suddenly asked her faintly, "Why did you give the stinky monk Sheng meat first?" ”

"Huh?" Ruan Yue was stunned for a moment, poked her head out from behind the tree and looked at the monk who was eating sweetly, and quietly explained in Qing Lin's ear: "We all slept yesterday, and he watched the fire alone, what if he drugged the pot?" ”

"Huh! The lady is rarely smart. Qinglin scolded her disdainfully, "Then what if he has an antidote?" Are you stupid or not? ”

Can you still play like this?

Ruan Yue said that she didn't understand this thing that the ancients played.

The person who was scolded stupidly for no reason was in a low mood in an instant.

After getting dressed, Qinglin walked to the lake to wash up, and when he came back, he saw that the monk had changed to eat.

He took the bowl, took out a little haggis from the pot and added a spoonful of soup, as soon as he picked up the chopsticks, he saw that the monk was looking at him with burning eyes, he couldn't help but panic a little in his heart, this guy wouldn't really be drugged in the pot.

He slept all night smelling the scent, and in his dreams he was fighting this pot of haggis, and if he was drugged, he would definitely turn this monk into a dead monk.

He met his innocent gaze and asked unkindly, "You look at me like this, are you drugged in the pot?" ”

The monk shook his head hurriedly, "No, no, no, the poor monk will never do such a violent thing." ”

"Then why are you looking at me like that?" Qing Lin asked angrily.

"I just want you to experience what it means to be good and eat to fly." The monk smiled brightly, "I won't be able to eat when I go back." ”

Qing Lin frowned and looked at him, and asked with an inquiring look, "Do you know me?" ”