......

After eating, Su Changqing put an empty bowl and chopsticks on the stove, then turned on the faucet, put on the dish soap and planned to wash the dishes.

The cold water flowed through his wrinkled hands like dead bark, and he was in a rather happy mood as he washed the white porcelain bowl, when he turned his head and saw the young monk on the table, now eating mechanically, his eyes were blank, and his heart seemed to be silent in the midst of something.

Su Changqing turned his head and sighed slightly, also knowing his sorrows in the past few days.

Still bothered by that homicide?

It's just that he can't help him much.

Thinking of this, his hand washing the dishes paused, and his eyes looked at the oil-stained water under his hand, with a slight sigh in his eyes.

"Maybe you can ask the land god, little master. ”

Su Changqing put down the porcelain bowl in his hand, felt the solemn breath, and said jokingly, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The god of the land?"

I thought that he would not hear this sentence, but he didn't expect that this little master would be deaf and clear-sighted, and he actually heard his inaudible voice.

He was stunned, and then he smiled.

"Just talk about it casually, little master, you don't have to care. ”

He said nonchalantly, and then he picked up the rag and wiped the water droplets from the bowl.

Na Cheng thought, this young monk heard this, but as if he thought of something, he muttered that he didn't know what to say, and after a while, he soon stopped eating, and ran outside in a puff of smoke.

"Eh, little master, little master!"

Su Changqing was a little confused, and hurriedly put down the bowl, looked at the other party's back and chased out.

It's just that he just ran into the courtyard, but saw that there was no one outside, and the little monk he was thinking about was gone.

"It's strange, where did this little monk go?"

Su Changqing muttered in his mouth, looked around again, and when he found that there was really no one in sight, he could only sigh and turn around and walk towards the kitchen.

On the table in the kitchen, there is still a white porcelain bowl with half a bowl of rice quietly placed on the table, and on the mouth of the bowl, there is a pair of chopsticks.

He didn't wash the bowl off, but just put another bowl on top of the bowl containing the vegetables, and then led the white crane, who had already eaten breakfast, and walked outside.

The little girl in blue who was in the side room before didn't know when to go out, and she didn't leave a message, so she disappeared directly.

None of them are really worry-free.

Su Changqing sighed, and was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, when he suddenly saw a burst of footsteps at the kitchen door.

The footsteps were slightly chaotic, as if to indicate the owner's restlessness at this time.

He turned his head to look, only to realize that it was the little monk Yuanguang who had left suddenly and hurried away before.

"Little master, where are you going in such a hurry?"

He asked aloud as he wiped the wooden table with a rag.

The other party was stunned for a moment, and after hearing the voice, he hurriedly looked towards the place where the sound came from, and then he paced hesitantly, and said gratefully, "The little monk is going to worship the mountain god, if it weren't for Su Shizhu to talk about it, the little monk wouldn't have thought of it for a while." ”

As he spoke, as if he wanted to smile, the corners of his mouth curved stiffly.

"...... sacrifice to the mountain god?"

Su Changqing didn't know these doorways, looked at the other party's flat face, and was slightly puzzled.

"That's true. ”

The young monk nodded, once again affirming Su Changqing's question.

"Hmmm......"

Hearing this, he nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly became interested in the sacrificial mountain god.

"Then little master, where did you go to worship?"

“...... Kuocang Mountain. ”

Three dull words came out of Yuanguang's mouth.

It's just that despite this, his expression remains the same, and he looks flat and abnormal, as if sacrificing to the mountain god is as simple as drinking water and eating.

"That's right......"

Su Changqing nodded, indicating that he already knew.

"Is Lord Su Shi going?"

Seeing his expression of great interest, the young monk thought for a while and asked.

"It's natural. ”

Su Changqing was stunned for a moment, but still replied happily.

His eyes were looking at the cheeks of the little monk, slightly distracted.

Since he had the system, in the following days, he knew that it would be difficult for him to go back to those times he used to have, and it was not impossible to go out and increase his knowledge now while ensuring his safety.

"Little master, speaking of which, ...... you go to worship the mountain gods?"

"To know about the murder...... Who the hell did it? ”

Because they had already confided a lot of truths to this old man before, and they lived here, gradually, their relationship had increased even more unconsciously.

Therefore, there is nothing to hide between the two of them.

In the heart of this young monk, he already regarded the other party as his own.

Hearing this, Su Changqing also bowed his head slightly.

Today is Sunday, and it's the time of every holiday in the teahouse.

Because he sympathized with Su Changqing as a person who was about to bury half of his body in the soil, Boss Bai waved his hand, deliberately the last day of every week was his holiday.

However, this request was obtained by the little girl named Fang Wanwan who pleaded with the other party.

This made him sigh in his heart.

So the senses of the little girl in blue are getting better and better.

......

After continuing to discuss with the young monk for a few more times, Su Changqing went into the house to pack his things, prepared his luggage, and planned to run with them.

Yuanguang was riding a tricycle, planning to go down the mountain to pick up the two little girls in the town.

As for the little monk, he stayed with the other two girls.

After all, I don't know when those black shadows will come again, so naturally someone has to protect this powerless little monk.

As soon as he put the little burden on the ground, he sat down in a rocking chair in the courtyard for a while.

Su Changqing leaned back in his chair, leisurely closing his eyes and tilting his head, feeling the surging air currents in the air and the sound of the wind blowing in the mountains.

His body swayed with the chair, feeling leisurely and quite interesting.

Just as he was about to fall asleep listening to the wind, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Lord Su, it's time for us to hit the road. ”

"Hmm, uh-huh......"

Su Changqing woke up from his trance, he sat up, and saw several little girls suddenly hula around him, all of them were very familiar, looking at him in unison.