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Chapter 952 Washing Husha ([-])

After these words came out, Xue Ling remained silent for a long time.Just as the light rain was falling from the sky, Xue Ming took advantage of this to open the umbrella and slanted it on Xue Ling's head, saying, "I'm afraid there will be heavy rain in a while, so let's go back earlier."

Really waiting for the rain to fall, a thin umbrella cannot avoid wet clothes, and it is difficult to walk in another wasteland.Xue Ling raised his head and glanced at the umbrella, then saw that the incense and candles were about to run out, and sighed: "Let's go, let's go, I have said that people die when they die, and there is no difference between worshipping and not worshipping.

Look at this fruit," she pointed to the fruit on the table: "It's not that you didn't eat a single bite, it's a pity it's a pity. "After saying that, I bent down and picked one up, as if I wanted to take a bite of it myself, but in fact I carefully wiped it twice, and then put it back solemnly.

Then he said loudly: "If you can't eat, just look twice, the time difference is so bad this year, I really can't find anything else, but I see
I see that the pomegranate trees in Cunshantang are growing well, and they probably will open soon. "

She let out a long breath and greeted Xue Ming, "Let's go, hurry up, find a place to rest, and go back later. Most of the people surnamed Fan are still in Heyuan Garden, and they will be unlucky when they return early." walked ahead.

Xue Ming stepped to keep up, an umbrella slanted forward and then slanted as if it was about to fall down. Xue Ling stood without turning around, and shouted: "You are blocking my eyes, it is still raining, what are you blocking?"

Xue Ming hurriedly retrieved the umbrella, and hurriedly explained lightly: "The spring rain is cold, and it won't get wet."

Xue Ling continued to walk forward, and said angrily: "Isn't it the beginning of summer today, what spring rain?"

There was nothing else to say along the way. The two of them used to go to the back of the mountain and go out from the side door. Unexpectedly, before the stairs were finished, it was already pouring rain. Xue Ming covered the entire umbrella over Xue Ling, but still couldn't stop the sky from screeching.

Fortunately, I could see the thatched hut still in the bamboo forest from a distance. It was a coincidence that it was snowing when I came back, and it would rain. The two jumped a few steps together and rushed to the door. Xue Ling still had more than half of it dry. Ming was already soaking wet.

Xue Ling squinted to see that he had put away his umbrella, and muttered, "Sure enough, I shouldn't have gone out. I knew that the rain would stop and come again."

Xue Ming said with a smile: "It's okay, the rain is coming in a hurry, it should be coming soon, and I'll be back soon."

The eaves were low and it was still difficult to shelter from the wind and rain. Xue Ling kicked the door open and shouted, "Hurry in."

Xue Ming was helpless, lest this humble place would collapse in response. Fortunately, the broken ground was quite stable. The two of them entered the door, and they were all stunned. There was a bald old monk inside, wearing a cassock, sitting in a corner with her. The two stared at each other.

Xue Ming was afraid of Xue Ling's rude remarks, so he stepped forward and said: "Master is polite, I and I are not bad people, just because I went up the mountain to worship Buddha, and returned to the treasure land, I can't return in sudden wind and rain. Take a moment and leave when the rain stops."

After he had spoken, Xue Ling stood coldly, neither refuting nor agreeing.The old monk was kind-hearted, and he said, "Oh, I've read it aloud, saying that all four of the monks are empty, so where can I lend it to Xue Ming."Since encountering this house, Xue Ming has a house in his life, and he can stay and go without restraint.

Xue Ming thanked him again and again, and persuaded Xue Ling to go inside.According to Xue Ling's thoughts, the old monk's words were really unpleasant, but since he was polite and didn't let him go, it was always a kindness.

She shook her body and let the water go in, only to see that the tandoor was burning red on the table. She didn't know what the old monk was cooking, and when she came back, she thought that the rubbish was useless.

She was not greedy, but Xue Ming was worried that the cold was hurting her body. She handed Xue Ling a bamboo stool. After setting her down, she took the initiative to chat with the old monk. If she wanted to get a bowl of hot water to drink, she would definitely go to the temple in the future. Donate some silver, and also give the Bodhisattva a golden body and a silver image, which is the right to be a good cause.

The old monk smiled quite a bit like a Buddha, but he just said that he didn't think things were rough, he just picked them up at will.There is nothing but spring water in the mountains, pine leaves in the forest, and nothing else in the pot.

Xue Ming was overjoyed. The pine needles soothed the nerves and invigorated the blood, dispelling the cold and producing heat. When he was in Jiangfu, Jiang Yufeng liked this flavor the most.

Although I don't know if the monks have been concocted or not, in the end it is better than nothing. Although it is Lixia today, in fact, people can't wear single clothes.

He got up and picked up a pottery bowl, washed it with tea, and filled it for Xue Ling. Xue Ling also remembered that Jiang Yufeng liked this, she didn't want it at all, and now it's more and more disgusting.

Just looking at Xue Ming's anxious face, it seems that she won't drink this bowl. Her weak body is about to fail to see the king of hell. After turning upside down, he handed the bowl back to Xue Ming.

Xue Ming might not have seen the reluctance on her face, but at this time, thinking that she could drink two bowls, it would be okay to go back and complain, but when she closed her hands, she handed over a full bowl.

Xue Ling was furious and was about to break out. Xue Ming couldn't help laughing and turned around to thank the old monk again and again. A few bowls of tea and kung fu became a great kindness and great virtue.

After talking nonchalantly, he looked back and saw that Xue Ling hadn't picked up the bowl yet, and a pair of old Gao rolled his eyes.Xue Ming smiled and put the tea bowl on the table and pushed it in front of her. The old monk behind him still said that fate was in his usual tone, so there was no need to thank him.

Che Kuluzi talked back and forth too much, no one cared, Xue Ming finished drinking a bowl, twisted the water on his body, and seeing that Xue Ling had not had the second bowl, he urged: "Have another bowl, it's rare. The master is enthusiastic and has some bodhisattva grace."

At this point, it was inevitable to say thank you to the old monk.Xue Ling saw that a puddle of water had been twisted from Xue Ming's body, gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to serve the bowl.

Before he could touch his hands, he heard that the old monk suddenly stopped rejecting his excuses, but said, "If the donor really has this intention", Xue Ling put his hands on the side of the bowl, his face instantly black like black charcoal not burning in a mud stove .

Male Gobi, drank two bowls of water, this immortal dared to ask for money.She's not mean to be stingy with two bad money, but such a filthy Buddhist temple, which is famous for its filth and reputation, has the face to ask herself for money to repair a Buddha statue.

The old monk coughed just at this moment, Xue Ming held the tea bowl with her back to Xue Ling, and did not see her knuckles bulging in the air, just like she was secretly exerting force, objecting to the old monk and jokingly said: "Buddha In front of you, how dare you speak bluntly, and you will definitely add more sesame oil with the master."

Xue Ling frowned, and then she held the tea bowl to the room, but she didn't hold it in front of her. Instead, she stared at the tea in the bowl silently, and just waited for the old monk to open his mouth to ask for it, and she poured the tea over it.

It's also good to let these stupid dogs know that the muddy Bodhisattva and the rotten wood Buddha in the entire Silver Buddha Temple were all dipped in her Xue Ling's light, and they got a few mouthfuls of good fruit. fragrant.

The old monk chuckled lightly and said, "There is no need for fragrant oil lamps. Look out of this window, the wind and rain are swaying, and it is difficult for pedestrians. Today, the Buddha appeared, and he made a thatched hut for the donor to take shelter for a while. In the future, the donor will protect others. Sincerely, you will see the Buddha. This is perfection. Carry on.

He shook his head: "What is the golden body and silver appearance, and what is the cause and effect of blessing or misfortune. A idiot, Amitabha.

Pity the slightest is to gain good predestined relationship; "

(End of this chapter)