When it arrived, it rained, and the rain flowed down the eaves, and began to look like beads with broken threads, Feng Yueming stretched out to pick up the raindrops, and gradually the raindrops became a line, and more and more water on the ground flowed into a stream.

After talking about things tonight, Feng Yueming and Shi Linchu came to the main hall, and there were also a lot of pilgrims meditating in this main hall, but there were not many, but there were even more warrior monks around than during the day, and Feng Yueming and the two chose a corner.

"Little master. ”

When Shi Lin first heard Feng Yueming's voice, he opened his eyes and saw that in front of them was the little monk he had seen in the dining hall at night.

"Donor. The little monk folded his hands and saluted, looking very interesting.

"Master Lao brought me a blanket. Feng Yueming had a smile in her eyes, and her tone was a little slower than usual.

Shi Lin first looked at Feng Yueming like this, and then looked at the little monk, he was indeed more well-behaved than those children in the capital, but he couldn't see any difference, and he didn't know how he got Feng Yueming's favor.

"Donor, wait a minute. The little monk saluted obediently and turned around to get a blanket for Feng Yueming.

"I don't know what kind of family can raise such a well-behaved child. Feng Yueming had carefully observed this little monk, and it seemed that he had not yet been ordained.

"Do you like children very much?" Shi Linchu looked at Feng Yueming puzzled.

"Who doesn't like a good boy. Feng Yueming chuckled, watching the little monk slowly walking this way with a blanket, looking at Shi Linchu seemed puzzled, "It's just that the children in the capital can like it casually." ”

Which of the children in the capital is not involved in the family behind it, if Feng Yueming shows his liking for which child, there may not be any rumors.

The blankets in the temple are not good, and they are also heavier for the little monk who is only four or five years old, and the little monk stumbles when he walks.

"Donor, your blanket. The little monk's face was slightly red, and there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, obviously he was a little tired, but he still spoke in a regular manner.

"If the little master is fine, can you give me a lecture?" Feng Yueming's eyes were very gentle, "The first time I came to Baitao Temple, I couldn't sleep. ”

The little monk didn't expect Feng Yueming to make such a request, and he was stunned for a while, not knowing what to do.

"What, can't you?" Feng Yueming frowned slightly and showed a distressed expression.

"But the poor monk only learned the four precepts and the Heart Sutra from the master. The little monk was a little at a loss when he saw Feng Yueming like this.

"Then Master Lao will explain it to me. Feng Yueming said with a smile.

The child's immature voice spoke of Buddhist scriptures, not without dissatisfied people, but no one here would not look for trouble with a monk, not to mention that this monk was still a child.

Feng Yueming sat cross-legged on the futon, her legs covered with the blanket brought by the little monk, and listened to the little monk's lecture with her eyes closed.

Feng Yueming opened her eyes and saw the little monk's head little by little, obviously sleepy and couldn't hold on, when the little monk leaned forward, she reached out to catch the little monk, picked up the little body and hugged it into her arms, and covered it with a blanket, revealing only a sleepy little face.

"You like this kid a lot. Only then did Shi Linchu speak.

"Well, I like him a lot. Feng Yueming responded, because of the reason for lowering her head, Shi Linchu couldn't see the bitterness in her smile.

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The rain fell overnight, but stopped before dawn, and the air after the rain was cool and fresh, which was quite rare in this hot summer day.

When Feng Yueming woke up, the little monk was still asleep in her arms, Feng Yueming's arms and legs were numb, a blanket was draped over her body, Shi Linchu was still meditating beside her, moving his hands and feet slightly to relieve the paralysis.

"Wake up. Shi Linchu has been staying by Feng Yueming's side, seeing that she is sleeping in a rare and stable way, so she sleeps with the little monk in her arms.

"Mother's ......"

Before Feng Yueming could speak, the little monk in his arms muttered a word and arched into Feng Yueming's arms.

Shi Lin was stunned when he saw Feng Yueming at first, and then the whole person seemed to soften, and hugged the little monk into his arms, with love in his eyes that could not be hidden.

After all, the little monk was used to life in the temple, even in Feng Yueming's arms, he only got up later than usual, and he didn't react when he just woke up, and after reacting, he hurriedly came out of Feng Yueming's arms, his face flushed.

"Donor...... The donor ...... "The little monk stumbled and spoke, but he didn't know what to say.

"The hard-working little master gave me a lecture yesterday. Feng Yueming's voice was very gentle, soothing the little monk's emotions.

Shi Linchu always thought that Feng Yueming was not very patient, but today he found that Feng Yueming was very patient with what he loved, and he thought that if the two really got married and had children, Feng Yueming would be like this.

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Today, a few people will continue to investigate in this Baitao Temple, Xie Zhengyi does not plan to take Luo Qingqing, Luo Qingqing's kung fu is not at home, in case something happens, I am afraid that I will not be able to take care of her.

Seeing this, Feng Yue didn't plan to go out, and was ready to chat with Luo Qingqing in the bunk room.

Shi Linchu and Tang Yancheng went to the abbot's courtyard, and Xie Zhengyi was going to take the juniors and disciples to the main hall to have a look.

Shi Linchu and Tang Yancheng's kung fu were good, but when they arrived near the abbot's courtyard, they couldn't help frowning, and from a distance, they could see a group of warrior monks surrounding the small courtyard, and they originally planned to sneak in, but now it seems impossible.

At this time, a monk also stepped forward to stop them, "The two donors, the abbot is in retreat and attending meditation, and now he will not accept outsiders. The monk who came to stop the two looked to be no more than a teenager, and a smiling face made people feel close for no reason.

"I see. Tang Yancheng saluted, "I have long heard of the abbot of Baitao Temple, and it is rare to come here, so I want to meet it." ”

"It's really not a coincidence that the donor came. The monk was still smiling, but neither Shi Linchu nor Tang Yancheng ignored the vigilance in his eyes.

"It's inconvenient, we ......"

Before Tang Yancheng finished speaking, suddenly a group of black-clothed and masked people with knives appeared, cutting people when they met, and they didn't know where they came from, and there were dozens of people as far as the eye could see.

Shi Linchu and Tang Yancheng stretched out their hands to block the sudden attack, their faces changed at the same time, Feng Yueming was now in the bunk room.