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"It's so fragrant!" The girl's eyes suddenly lit up, and her bright eyes stared closely at the two bowls of porridge on the small lotus plate, as if she was about to grab it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xiaohe's expression tightened, she hurriedly turned around, protected the wooden plate with her slender body, turned her back to the girl, and brought it to the low table, and gave it to Xiao Yuesheng and herself respectively.

Then sit down cross-legged, with a straight upper body, tall and angry, looking dignified and moving.

The girl's eyes were still fixed on the two bowls of porridge, turning around on the porridge in front of Xiaohe's eyes and the porridge in front of Xiao Yuesheng.

She hurried on an empty stomach, drenched in heavy rain, cold and hungry, and could not refuse in the face of a bowl of fragrant and hot porridge.

"Ahem, this sister ......" she smiled before she could say anything, looked at Xiaohe, and said crisply: "I'm very hungry,...... And porridge?"

Her face had just been wiped dry, still with a bit of moisture, like a hibiscus out of water, and her expression was scared at this time, her cheeks were stained with a faint flush, and her skin was obviously very thin.

"There should be still there ...... little master" Xiaohe glanced at Xiao Yuesheng and replied coquettishly, with no expression on his face, unmoved by the girl's smile.

At this time, Juekong's eyes also widened, looking at the porridge of the two.

Although he does not pay attention to eating and drinking, he is devoted to the Buddha, but in the face of such deliciousness, even if he wants to ignore it, the tempting aroma keeps drilling into his nose, and he can't keep turning it away, only feeling that the saliva keeps gushing out, and he needs to keep swallowing.

"The little monk still has porridge there. Juekong hurriedly looked up and said.

Xiao Yuesheng sat cross-legged, smiled quietly, and shook his head: "Xiaohe, don't be naughty, hurry up and bring it up!"

"Hehe, okay," Xiao He sneered, his eyes rolled over Juekong, and said coquettishly: "I originally wanted to be hungry for the little master first!"

"Bring me my bowl and bring it to this girl. Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her and said softly with a smile.

"Yes-!" Xiaohe agreed delicately, with a slight force on her legs, she slowly stood up, without having to support her hands, and walked away as light as a gust of wind.

Seeing Xiaohe's inadvertent revelation of such skills, the girl's bright eyes immediately showed a look of vigilance, and Juekong looked at it twice more until Xiaohe disappeared into the meditation hall.

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at the two of them, didn't say much, his face was indifferent, lukewarm, picked up the big bowl, and took a sip.

Xiaohe's cooking skills are excellent, otherwise, he would not have been cooking Xiao Mansion's meals, and Xiao Yuesheng is satisfied, although making porridge is simple, it requires more cooking skills.

The aroma of this porridge is attractive, after entering the mouth, it is slippery but not greasy, glutinous and soft and delicious, which makes people have a great appetite, coupled with the hot air surging, and suddenly the whole body is refreshed.

"I'm going to help my sister serve porridge!" the girl pressed the hilt of her sword, thought for a moment, then her face relaxed, kicked her little boots, turned around and ran out lightly.

Xiao Yuesheng watched her leave, but did not speak, and when she left, Xiao Yuesheng turned his head and smiled at Juekong, and said softly: "Little master, right and wrong are coming to the door." ”

"What do you mean by this?" Juekong looked dazed.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head with a smile, didn't say more, and drank the porridge slowly, but he looked quite arrogant.

Outside, thunder roared, sometimes with a loud bang, as if it was close at hand, lightning constantly pierced the sky, and the windows were reflected in snow-white.

Xiaohe soon came in, holding two bowls of porridge, with two silver spoons, followed by the girl in the pale pink shirt, with light steps, a long sword hanging from her thin waist, the scabbard is dark green and simple, the pattern is exquisite, it should be from the hand of a famous artist, the hilt of the sword is tied with an apricot yellow silk polyester, wrapped in the flower case, quite gorgeous.

"Porridge is coming-!" the girl cheered coquettishly, hurriedly sat down beside Xiao Yuesheng, and reached out to take the big bowl handed by Xiao He.

"These two bowls, one bowl was originally for the little master, and the other bowl was for my master," Xiaohe put the wooden plate under the low table and said to the girl, "But my lord is kind-hearted, and when he saw that his sister didn't eat, he gave you this bowl." ”

"Thank you for this son!" The girl turned to Xiao Yuesheng and hugged her fist, pretending to be heroic, but her voice was crisp and her face was like a hibiscus, which was really a bit nondescript.

Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and said softly: "When you go out, everyone takes care of each other, the girl doesn't have to be so polite." ”

The girl smiled coquettishly: "Childe, you are really a good person!"

After that, without waiting for Xiao Yuesheng to speak, he turned around, picked up the spoon, gently scooped a spoonful, and slowly sent it to his mouth.

Her movements were gentle and graceful, and though she looked extremely hungry, she ate slowly and methodically, and her expression was focused, her long eyelashes fluttering, and she did not say a word.

Seeing her like this, Xiaohe knew that this was a young lady, and it was useless to say more, so she also picked up the spoon and drank the porridge gently, her movements were elegant, and she was similar to a girl.

"Little master, please-!" Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his hand to Juekong.

Although Juekong wanted to refuse, as soon as he met Xiao Yuesheng's warm gaze, he couldn't say anything, titheed and picked up the spoon.

For a moment, the meditation hall was quiet, and the candlelight shrouded the meditation hall, and from time to time there was the sound of rumbling thunder and crackling rain.

Halfway through eating, Xiao Yuesheng suddenly put down the spoon, frowned, glanced at Xiao He who stopped, turned to look at Monk Juekong, and said with a smile: "Little master, there are guests coming to the door again." ”

Although the monk Juekong felt that this porridge was fragrant and soft, it was wonderful, but he had a Buddha surname, his concentration was quite good, and he was not lost, hearing Xiao Yuesheng's words, he listened to it with his ears, and there was indeed a faint knock on the door, and the thunder and rain outside were too loud, if you didn't pay attention, you really couldn't hear it.

He hurriedly got up, put on his robe, and when he went out, he didn't forget to tithe: "Another donor has come to shelter from the rain, and the little monk will go for a while." ”

After that, he turned around and pushed the door open, facing the wind and rain, without flinching, his steps were swift, and he disappeared into the rain in a blink of an eye.

The girl seemed to be slightly uneasy, twisted her body, and looked out the door with bright eyes, to see who was coming.

The footsteps sounded, followed by a rough voice: "Haha, it's okay, it's okay, there is really a temple here, you can shelter from the rain!"

"Third child, don't shout, hurry up and settle down, haven't you been drenched in enough rain?!" followed by an impatient voice.

The girl's hibiscus-like jade face suddenly changed, jumped up, lifted her feet, and rushed to the door lightly like a night thief.

"Female donor, ...... you?" Juekong happened to come in, and couldn't help but be surprised to see her walking out like this.

"Shhh

Juekong showed a puzzled look, it was very strange, but there were many pilgrims in Zhixin Temple, and there were many people who had seen it, and there were all strange people, although Juekong was strange, he didn't think it was strange, he turned around and entered the meditation hall, took off his robe, and sat back in his seat.

"Childe, what's wrong with this sister?" Xiao He endured it without squeaking on the side, and finally couldn't help it and asked Xiao Yuesheng.

"I guess I don't want to see anyone. Xiao Yuesheng smiled lightly, shook his head, and continued to drink porridge slowly.

Seeing him like this, Xiaohe also felt that it was no big deal, so he ignored it and ate with peace of mind.

The footsteps got closer and closer, and a total of four people walked in, each of them a burly and sturdy middle-aged man, with calm and uniform steps.

They were burly, rugged, bearded, and looked a little like four brothers, striding into the house, and a wave of moisture came to their faces.

When the four of them stepped into the house, they first stood still, leaning against each other, their hands pressed on the hilt of their swords, their faces tense, their eyes like lightning, and they roamed back and forth, not letting go of every place.

They were clinging to their bodies in brocade robes, and the rain was dripping down, wetting the places where they stood.

Rudian's gaze swept over Xiao Yuesheng's face, and then fell on Xiao He, stopping on Xiao He's face for a few seconds, making Xiao He quite impatient, and the willow eyebrows slowly frowned, as if he was about to have a seizure.

"Big brother, it's not her. One of them said in a thick voice.

"Well, it's not,...... Then sit down. The burly man who stood first nodded, and his eyes left Xiaohe's jade face.

The four of them glanced at Xiao Yuesheng again, slowly sat down at the low table, ignoring the soaked clothes, smelling the aroma of the room, and couldn't help but shrug their noses.

"It smells good, it smells good!" cried one of them, his eyes shining, and he kept rubbing his hands together with eagerness.

"Slow!" The first person suddenly raised his hand, his eyes were fixed on the porridge bowl beside Xiao Yuesheng, his eyes flickered, and he slowly looked at Xiao Yuesheng.

They also noticed something unusual, staring at the bowl that the girl had used just now, and then their eyes were cold, and slowly swept over the faces of Xiao Yuesheng and the others.

"This brother, I don't know who used this bowl?!" The big man in front of him looked at Xiao Yuesheng with eyes like electricity, and asked slowly in a deep voice.

Xiao Yuesheng raised his head, glanced at the four of them lightly, and said softly: "There was a girl who used it just now, but she was already full, and she was in a hurry to leave." ”

"Girl?!" the big Han looked moved, and asked eagerly, "What kind of girl is it?!"

As he spoke, he took out a rolled sleeve from his bosom, untied the silk rope, and opened it with a bang, revealing a portrait of a woman.

"But this woman?!" Dahan asked urgently as he hung the portrait in front of Xiao Yuesheng's eyes.

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at it, this portrait was lifelike, and the girl's expression and temperament were ingested into it, and it must be a famous master.

He nodded and said lightly: "Coincidentally, it's this girl." ”

With a "snap", another big man slammed his fist into his palm, gritted his teeth, and scolded hatefully: "Damn, it's almost another time, let her run away!"

"Big brother, the porridge bowl is still hot, it shouldn't have run far, let's chase it quickly!" said another big man.

As the eldest brother, the big man was not in a hurry, shook his head and sneered: "Even if you want to chase, it won't be bad for a while, if you chase in the wrong direction, you will chase farther and farther!"

He glared at Xiao Yuesheng coldly, then looked at Xiaohe, looked at it twice, then looked at Juekong, smiled at Juekong, and asked slowly: "This little monk, the monks don't speak,...... Is that girl really gone?!"

As he spoke, he swept his eyes around, as if to see if he could hide people somewhere.

The other three people had a tacit understanding with him, and suddenly knew the opportunity, Teng got up, one stood at the door, closed the door, and the other two were divided into left and right, walking side by side, and slowly came to the offering table in front of the Buddha statue, staring at the offering table with both eyes.

There is a curtain under the offering table, which is best if you are a Tibetan.

One of them stretched out his long sword, little by little, close to the curtain, and moved cautiously, for fear of a surprise attack.

Xiaohe pursed her lips and smiled and shook her head.

The eldest brother had been paying attention to the expressions of Xiao Yuesheng and the others, and when he saw Xiaohe's smile, he knew that the person was not there, but he didn't open his mouth just in case.

The long sword approached the curtain, accelerated suddenly, and with a sharp pick, the curtain opened, revealing the underneath, but it was empty and there was no one.

The two of them did not give up, and turned their heads to look at the Buddha statue, wanting to see if they could Tibetans, this meditation hall is very simple, and there are very few places that can accommodate people.

It's a long story, but it's only a blink of an eye, and Juekong is still hesitating there.

"Why, didn't the little monk see it?" the eldest brother raised his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice, his face was gloomy, his momentum was extraordinary, and it was very scary.

"Amitabha-!" Juekong clasped his hands together, pronounced a Buddha name, and replied slowly: "The little monk saw the female benefactor leave." ”

The eldest brother stared at Juekong closely, and after a while, seeing that Juekong looked serene, he didn't feel uneasy at all, and nodded: "In this way, that little girl is really gone!"

"Big brother, let's chase after us!" said the man standing at the door.

These days, they ate and slept in the open, and hurried all night in order to catch up with the girl and get back what she had stolen.

"Chase!" the big man waved his hand, got up, turned around and walked out of the meditation hall, hurried footsteps sounded outside, only the sound of pushing the door and closing the door was heard, and then it disappeared in the rain, and could not be heard again.

"Who are they, it's really rude!" Xiao He snorted, wrinkling her straight nose, if she wasn't afraid of causing trouble for the master, she would have taught them a lesson.

"As far as the little monk knows, they should be from the Song family. Juekong said slowly, his expression faintly revealing a sense of worry.

"Song Jiapu?" Xiaohe suddenly perked up, hurriedly leaned forward, and asked in a coquettish voice: "Listening to this name, it's so strange, is it a trading house?"

"Songjiapu is a big town in Shandong, much bigger than Jingjia Town here. Juekong shook his head and replied unhurriedly.

"Songjiapu is a small town, it's really interesting. Xiaohe giggled, turned her head to look at the porridge bowl opposite Xiao Yuesheng, and said with a smile: "Could it be that this sister has offended the people of the Song family's shop?"

Juekong nodded, his face was compassionate, and he sighed softly: "There is a silver sword soul chasing Song old donor in the Song family's shop, and his martial arts are strong, and that female donor is afraid that she has offended Song Lao Donor." ”

"Is that Silver Sword Soul Chaser so powerful?" asked Xiao Heda curiously.

Monk Juekong nodded: "This old benefactor of the Song Dynasty is usually said to be kind and charitable, his martial arts are strong, his masters are like clouds, and his friends are also very wide, and he is very powerful." ”

Xiaohe was even more interested, and turned her head to Xiao Yuesheng and smiled: "Master, I didn't expect there to be such a character, let's go and take a look?"

"Don't mess around, just eat quickly. Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her.

Xiaohe spit out his little fragrant tongue, and said busily: "Okay, eat, eat." ”

She was about to pick up the spoon when she suddenly heard a rough shout from outside: "Sure enough, hide here!"

Immediately, there was the sound of gold and iron, crisp and pleasant, and then the sound of footsteps, the sound of pushing open the temple door, and the sound of scolding.

"Master?!" Xiaohe was curious, eager to try, and looked at Xiao Yuesheng with a blank eye.

Xiao Yuesheng still ate slowly, ignoring it, as if he hadn't heard.

Monk Juekong hurriedly stood up and went to get the robes next to the door, because he wanted to go outside to take a look.

Xiao Yuesheng raised his head and persuaded gently: "Little master, don't wade through this muddy water, it's better to sit down and eat, out of sight, not upset, it's better to be clean." ”

Monk Juekong said eagerly while wearing a robe: "There is a fight outside, it must be the female benefactor who has been met by them, and the little monk can't sit idly by." ”

Outside there were clanging sounds, coquettish sounds, and shouting and scolding sounded from time to time.

"You four dogs are really annoying, this girl will cut off your dog's legs today!"

"Grandma's, the little lady is hateful, hurry up and hand over the sword book, otherwise, don't blame the uncle for being polite, draw a few lines on your little face!"

"How dare you?!" the girl's angry voice pierced through the rain curtain and into the meditation hall.

"Then let's see if I dare, haha......" A big man smiled heartily, as if he had seen her face scratched.

He didn't stop laughing, and suddenly let out an exclamation: "Ah!"

"Third child!" a furious voice sounded, and then the clanging sound became even louder, dense like rain.

"Crack!" a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the courtyard as if it were day.

Monk Juekong saw clearly that the girl was surrounded by four people, a sword was cold and light, and a match was drawn, surrounding herself, resisting the siege of the four.

He only glanced at it, and he already knew that the swordsmanship of these four people was fierce and ruthless, and the surname of the girl who was surrounded was worried.

"Master, why don't we go out and have a look?" Xiaohe seemed to be covered with needles on the futon, fidgeting, and asked urgently.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, didn't raise his eyes, and snorted softly: "Eat!"

Xiaohe puffed out his lips, picked up the spoon fiercely, scooped it hard, and put it into his mouth, chewing his teeth squeaked.

After eating a spoonful, she couldn't help but open her mouth again, and said coquettishly: "Master, how did that sister find out?!...... I thought I had lied to them!"

"Only three of the four people went out, and it was difficult to hear the footsteps, and the other person was ambushed in the yard, just waiting for the rabbit. Xiao Yuesheng replied nonchalantly.

"It's so cunning!" Xiaohe couldn't help but slap his face, if it was himself, he wouldn't have thought of it, and it would be difficult to deal with it.

Monk Juekong had already put on his robes and was about to walk out.

Xiao Yuesheng said unhurriedly: "Little master, although you have martial arts, but against the four of them, I'm afraid you have no chance of winning, right?"

Monk Juekong suddenly stopped, turned his head and tithemed: "Although the little monk is invincible, he can't let the female benefactor lose his surname." ”

Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly and stopped talking.

"Master, you see, the little monks are not afraid, what trouble are we afraid of?!" Xiao He saw that Juekong also went out to see the excitement, and his heart was even more itchy, so he hurriedly encouraged.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, things in the world, things are wrong, it is difficult to distinguish at once, and it is really inappropriate to meddle rashly.

However, even so, he naturally will not sit idly by, sitting here, his mind naturally shows the situation outside, he has already deducted a chess piece in his hand, and at the critical moment, he uses his magic power to solve his danger, it is easy, it is really not worth going out in the rain.

Xiaohe didn't know his master's thoughts, and his heart was like a cat scratching, itching and fidgeting.

Xiao Yuesheng ignored it, as if she didn't see her expression, lowered her head, ate slowly, and deliberately polished her impetuous surname.

Monk Juekong was already dressed in a robe, standing firmly in the courtyard, his eyes wide, a few steps closer, and he watched their fight intently.

The rain poured down, as if there was a big hole missing in the sky, and it poured down, and the rain hit him so much that he could hardly open his eyes, but the five of them fought fiercely, and the swords came and went, clanging, and seemed to be unaffected.

(To be continued)