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Xiao Yuesheng pushed open the window, the crackling sound increased sharply, and the raindrops rushed in, but they were blocked by the window and slid down, as if they had encountered an invisible wall. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"It's a heavy rain!" Xiao Yuesheng looked up at the sky outside the window and sighed.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and although it was dusk, it was as if it was dark, and with an inexplicable pressure, the rumbling thunder rolled in the sky, and it could become deafening at any time.

Xiaohe put on a lilac cloak, flashed out of the house, and got into the rain, with a graceful and light posture, like a fairy.

"...... this girl?" the little monk Juekong pointed to her back and looked at Xiao Yuesheng with some concern.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled and waved his hand, and asked gently, "Little master, you are the only one in the temple?"

"After the master passed away, there was only one monk in our temple. The little monk Juekong stood up with one palm and replied slowly, quite quietly and peacefully, faintly with the demeanor of a monk.

"Alone here, must be quite bitter?" Xiao Yuesheng smiled gently.

The little monk Juekong shook his head and said slowly: "What is suffering, what is happiness, peace of mind and tranquility, and naturally joy." ”

Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help laughing, this little monk is a little interesting.

"Master, wash your face first. Xiaohe came in lightly, with a damp body, the cloak on his body was already wet, and he held a wooden basin in his hand.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded, and after a long day's journey, he naturally had some wind and dust, washed his face, and suddenly felt much refreshed.

took the towel handed by Xiaohe, wiped his face, turned his head to the little monk Juekong and said, "I wonder if the little master has anything to eat?"

"The little monk is about to make dinner, can the two donors eat fast?" Juekong nodded.

"It's okay, I haven't eaten fast for a long time, and now I want to try the craftsmanship of the little master. Xiao Yuesheng said with a smile.

Juekong clasped his hands together, gave a salute, and turned to leave.

Xiao He handed him the lilac cloak: "Little master, the rain outside is falling urgently, let's wear it." ”

Juekong hurriedly waved his hand, hurriedly excused himself, his face was crimson, and he didn't dare to look at Xiaohe's beautiful face, as if he was shy.

After that, without waiting for Xiaohe to speak, he hurriedly said goodbye, lifted his sleeves, and ran into the rain, walking lightly.

Watching Juekong disappear into the heavy rain outside, Xiaohe turned his head to look at Xiao Yuesheng: "Master, this little monk is also a practitioner!"

Xiao Yuesheng nodded, Juekong's body was fast, and he had obviously practiced light skills.

"Master, which kung fu is he?" Xiaohe asked curiously.

Xiao Yuesheng stroked his heavy brows, pondered, pondered, and nodded: "It should be the heart of the Shaolin lineage." ”

"It turned out to be Shaolin!" Xiaohe was a little disappointed.

The world's martial arts out of Shaolin, although there is an exaggeration, but it also shows the influence of Shaolin martial arts, as Taishan Beidou, and the Wudang faction is one outside and one inside, and the inner is respected.

Although the Shaolin Temple chooses its disciples, it is easy not to teach martial arts, and if you want to learn Shaolin martial arts, you have to go through many tests before you can get the true transmission.

However, there are many lay disciples of the Shaolin School, and the Shaolin martial arts are spreading more and more widely.

It is not uncommon for a monk Juekong to use a few shallow Shaolin martial arts to strengthen his body, but he must not be very clever, Xiaohe thought.

"His Shaolin heart method is passed down from generation to generation, not a rough and shallow heart method that has been passed down in the world. Xiao Yuesheng glanced at Xiaohe, knowing what she was thinking.

"Huh?" Xiao Hedeng was in good spirits, leaned closer, and said in a coquettish voice: "Master, is it difficult, which master's disciple is he?"

Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "It should be so, the Juezi generation of Shaolin Temple is not high, nor is it low." ”

"Hehe, I didn't expect to meet people from Shaolin Temple here. Xiaohe smiled sweetly and said in a crisp voice.

The two talked for a while, Xiaohe spoke, but his hands and feet were busy, or making a couch, or untying the burden, revealing a wooden box, opening the wooden box, or silver light or jade light reflected.

There are some utensils for drinking, drinking tea, and eating, which are quite complete, or silver or jade, and so on.

Xiaohe was quick with his hands and feet, took out the utensils in the box one by one, and put them on the table.

A small red clay stove was erected and placed in the corner of the meditation room, and the charcoal was also brought by himself, and soon, the sound of Zizi sounded.

The windows were closed, the crackling sound was endless, and the rain hit the roof, hitting the windows, reflecting the sizzling sound of the red clay stove, and the silence in the meditation room was indescribable.

Xiaohe first helped Xiao Yuesheng pour a cup of green jade brew, then picked up a small pu fan and began to fan the charcoal fire under the small red clay stove.

Soon, the small red clay stove was bubbling and the white vapor was steaming, and it was already boiling.

Xiaohe took out the Lingshan Mengding tea, took a few steps, brewed the tea, and handed it to Xiao Yuesheng with a smile.

Xiao Yuesheng has been sitting on the bed, listening to the sound of rain outside, while watching Xiaohe busy, holding a book in his hand, reading it casually.

Taking the tea cup handed by Xiaohe, Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said: "Xiaohe's tea art is becoming more and more exquisite. ”

"Hehe, it's all up to the master's guidance!" Xiao Hejiao smiled, with two small dimples, and her smile was sweet and cute.

The two were chatting when there was a rush of footsteps outside, and then there was a knock on the door: "Two donors, the meal has been prepared." ”

"It's coming!" Xiao He Yingying got up, came to the door like a weak willow in the wind, opened the door, let Juekong in, and said with a smile: "The little master is doing so fast." ”

Juekong was wearing a robe, wearing a hat, the rain kept dripping, falling at his feet, he clasped his hands together, bowed to Xiao Yuesheng on the couch, and said slowly: "Donor, do you want to eat here, or go to the meditation hall?"

"Thank you, little master, let's go over and eat. Xiao Yuesheng smiled gently, unseated her legs, and got off the couch.

Xiaohe stepped forward lightly, wrapped up his skirt, bent down and squatted down, and helped him put on his boots.

Juekong looked at the heavy rain outside, shook his head and said, "The rain is so heavy, the little monk should bring the fasting rice." ”

"Don't dare to bother the little master. Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, slowly stood up, stretched out his hand forward, and said with a smile: "Please lead the way." ”

Seeing that Xiao Yuesheng was not polite, Juekong nodded, said no more, turned around and walked out.

"Childe, put on this. Xiaohe took out another dark cloak from his baggage, tiptoed, and helped him put it on.

She moved quickly, and in just a few strokes, she had already fastened her cloak.

Xiao Yuesheng put on this cloak, and suddenly became a little more handsome, and the faint majesty on his body suddenly became a little richer, and he was not angry and arrogant.

Xiaohe himself was also wearing a cloak, and the two of them got out of the house, followed closely behind Juekong, and came to the meditation hall in front.

In the meditation hall, a statue of the Buddha stands at the same height as the roof, the treasure is solemn, smiling with his fingers, with a compassionate atmosphere.

In front of the Buddha statue, Juekong has already put on the meal, each person has a bowl of porridge, two steamed buns, two dishes of green vegetables, it is really simple.

Seeing Xiaohe's eyes widen and looking at the food on the table, Juekong showed a little shame, but he didn't know what to say.

"Little Master Juekong, that's all you eat in Pingyu?" Xiao He's bright eyes turned to Juekong, and asked in a coquettish voice, with a little surprise.

"The little monk eats these all the time. Juekong nodded.

"Look at the incense you have here, why are you so self-suffering?" Xiao He's bright eyes swept around him, still full of surprise.

"Most of the money for this incense is donated to the orphans in the town, who have no father or mother since childhood, and if there is no one to take care of them, they will starve to death. Juekong titheed and said slowly, his eyes flashing with a hint of compassion.

"I see, it's rude. Xiao Yuesheng's expression was solemn, he saluted, turned his head to Xiao He and said, "Xiao He, since we have also come to Zhixin Temple, we naturally need to put on some incense money." ”

With the improvement of his cultivation, his divine sense became more and more keen, and the truth and falsehood of the words of the person opposite could be detected at a glance, and there was nothing to hide.

Xiaohe said yes, took out a silver ticket from his arms, turned around and walked to the box in front of the Buddha statue, and stuffed the silver ticket into it.

"Thank you two donors. Juekong Heshi salutes again, his expression is solemn, and his treasure is solemn.

The three of them sat down and began to eat.

Xiao Yuesheng has always been very particular about eating and drinking, and he is also influenced by later generations, even if he has eaten vegetarian food, it is also beautifully made, but it is rare to see such light.

Eating in his mouth, there was really no taste, he drank two sips, it was really difficult to swallow, only a wry smile, no longer reluctant.

Although Xiaohe was also born poor, since he came to Xiao Mansion, he has also been raised with an appetite, and after eating a few bites, he also feels quite difficult to swallow.

"Childe, I'll cook it myself!" Xiaohe pushed the bowl up and said helplessly.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded, and said with a wry smile: "The mouth under the mouth is a little tricky, the little master should not be surprised!"

Juekong was still holding the porridge, shook his head and smiled: "The little monk's cooking skills are not good, he can barely eat by himself, and it is difficult for others to eat." ”

Xiao Yuesheng did not deny that Juekong's cooking skills were indeed too bad, even if it was coarse, if it was done well, it could still be eaten with relish.

Xiaohe was just about to turn around and go to the kitchen, when he was suddenly stunned, turned his head to look in the direction of the temple gate, and then looked at Xiao Yuesheng: "Master, it seems to be coming this way." ”

"Well, it's just one person, nothing, go get busy. Xiao Yuesheng nodded and waved his hand.

Juekong looked at the two of them suspiciously, but his expression was calm, his mind was calm, he didn't ask too much, he still sat on the futon, and ate slowly.

Xiaohe went out, and soon, the temple door was knocked on with a bang, Juekong put down the bowl, put on his robe, braved the heavy rain, and walked out quickly.

Or, Juekong came back, followed by a woman who was soaked in clothes like a chicken in soup, her hair was close to her clothes, and her slender figure was fully visible at this time.

Xiao Yuesheng didn't look carefully, just glanced over, then turned his head and looked inside, which was regarded as avoiding suspicion.

But just at a glance, he could already see that this was a very youthful girl, with bright eyes and bright teeth, sandalwood lips, small apricot eyes, curved willow eyebrows, and a straight nose, looking a little naughty and delicate.

Seeing her, Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help but feel warm, and a sense of familiarity filled her heart, this girl's temperament was very similar to her goddaughter Yang Ruonan.

For a moment, he turned his head to look at the Buddha statue, stunned, and the situation of Yang Ruonan playing coquettishly beside him in the past was vivid.

The girl walked like a cat, light and silent, entered the room, her eyes turned, and she saw Xiao Yuesheng with her back to her, she couldn't help but smile, and said coquettishly: "Monk, I want to quickly change into clothes and find a place!"

Juekong hurriedly agreed, turned around and walked out: "The female benefactor, please come with the little monk." ”

The delicate and touching girl glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, turned around and walked out with Juekong, wearing a soaked shirt, and plunged into the heavy rain again.

"Smack!" a flash of silver lightning flashed in the sky, reflecting the gloomy surroundings, followed by rolling thunder, which was quite terrifying.

Soon, the girl changed into a dry pale pink shirt and walked in lightly.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded at her, smiled slightly, and said hello in a friendly manner, without saying more, just holding a cup of tea, sitting in a chair, tasting it slowly, thoughtfully.

"Monk, I want to stay here for the night, how about it?" The girl sat down on the futon, although lazy, her movements were extremely elegant, and she tilted her head slightly, looking at the little monk Juekong.

Juekong nodded, didn't say much, sat down too, picked up the dishes and chopsticks, and continued to eat.

"Wow, I'm starving to death, bring me a bowl!" the girl's eyes widened, looking at Juekong's big bowl.

Juekong was a little uncomfortable when she stared at her like this, put down the bowl, and said: "The little monk's craftsmanship is lacking, I'm afraid it's not the appetite of the female benefactor......"

At this moment, Xiaohe came in with a wooden plate, and there were two bowls of porridge on the plate, which were fragrant and immediately overflowed the entire meditation room.

(To be continued)