nashuaworldcup Chapter 334, Monk, Come to the Bowl 15
Chapter 334, Monk, Come to the Bowl 15
Chapter 334, Monk, Come to the Bowl 15
at sunset.
After Qingcheng picked a handful of wild flowers and some wild fruits in the forest, she rushed to Yuqingchi's room and put the wild flowers in the pocket for the brush, and a fresh fragrance filled the room.
Qingcheng smiled and looked at the delicate and beautiful flowers, and flicked her tail. The most important thing for her now is to let the little monk remember her every day, and the way to remember her is to subtly change his room with fresh flowers every day , and send him fresh fruit.
After finishing these, Qingcheng squatted on the bedside and practiced for a while.
When the evening bell rang outside, Qingcheng stopped practicing, and after a while, the door was pushed open.
"Little fox, are you in the house?"
The little monk stood at the door with a slender body, walked in with something in his hand, and Qingcheng jumped to the ground.
"Little monk, you are back." Qingcheng wagged his tail, and saw Yuqingchi was holding food in his hand, only two steamed buns.
The corner of her mouth twitched a few times, she turned her head and jumped onto the desk, "Little monk, look, these are the flowers I picked for you in the forest, they are so pretty, so beautiful!"
Yuqingchi put the steamed buns on the desk, and moved his eyes to the bright red flowers on the desk. The listless appearance of the wild flowers made Yuqingchi frown.
The little fox's eyes were shining, and he looked like he was asking for praise, which made Yu Qingchi sigh, put his hands together, and said solemnly.
"Amitabha, little fox, how can you pick these flowers off? In the universe, everything has a spirit, and they are alive!"
Yuqingchi's serious face made Qingcheng startled slightly, and his eyelids drooped.
"Little monk, are you angry?"
Qingcheng's eyes met Shang Yuqingchi's eyes, Yuqingchi was silent, and the atmosphere in the room was a little weird for a moment.
"Little monk, what you said is ridiculous. Everything has a soul. Then, don't the vegetables and Chinese cabbage that you monks eat every day also have life? Flowers always wither, and their beauty blooms for a while. , isn't it just something to admire?"
Yuqingchi didn't expect that he said such a sentence, and the little fox said so much, which made him speechless.
Qingcheng's tone was slightly disdainful, and he sneered, his eyes were never colder than before.
"Little monk, everything in this world has always been the survival of the fittest, and the strong will prevail. Little monk, you are too simple!"
After finishing speaking, Qingcheng stopped looking at Yuqingchi, turned her head and jumped out towards the window, and in an instant, her figure disappeared in the bamboo forest.
Too simple?
Yuqingchi obviously sensed that the little fox was angry, looked down at the beautiful flowers, and saw a few fruits on the side, and was stunned for a moment.
Feeling slightly moved in his heart, he knew that these fruits were brought to him by the little fox.
Pursing his lips, Yuqingchi glanced at the bamboo forest, wrapped the two steamed buns on the plate, put them in his arms, got up and went out, and chased after Qingcheng in the direction of the bamboo forest.
Qingcheng didn't know what was wrong with him, Yuqingchi was too kind, maybe it was because he was with those benevolent monks since he was a child, and he was influenced by his ears and eyes, which made him feel compassionate.
However, with his character, he is not suitable to be contaminated with dust after all. No wonder, in the original plot, he will die without a place to bury him.
I'm afraid it's not just because of the war between the two countries, right?
With the temperament of the little monk, inadvertently, he will offend some people who should not be offended.
Qingcheng ran out, not angry, but a little distressed.
(End of this chapter)