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Chapter 232 Eyes closed is a Buddha, eyes open is a demon
The smelly monk wants to see her?

Sure enough, there was a conspiracy.

Qing Kuo silently weighed the possibility of running away if a fight really broke out later, um, not very sure.

But her footsteps had already followed the little monk Mi who led the way.

She really wanted to see who was the person who manipulated secretly and forced her to a dead end.

Qingqian followed Xiaosengmi to a secluded yard. The tree in the yard must have been broken by hailstones, and it was broken in half on the ground, looking very desolate.

The little monk Mi quickly explained to Qing Chuan: "Don't blame the benefactor, there was hail that day, and there were many broken trees in the mountain, as well as in the temple. It's just that there is really no manpower to repair it these few days. The abbot has always taught us to put people first in everything."

Qingqian smiled: "The host has a heart, it's their luck that the people under the mountain are taken care of by Fanyun Temple."

"The benefactor is serious. It is my duty to be a monk or nun to be merciful." The little monk Mi helped Qingqian open the door and said respectfully: "Uncle Master is already waiting for the benefactor. Uncle Master has bad eyesight. Don't blame the donor."

Aoba walked in.

The little monk Mi didn't close the door, but turned around and left.

The wing rooms here are no different from the temples Qing Kuo has seen, very simple.

Qing Chuan looked at the wooden couch in the wing room, and saw the monk with a red mole between his eyebrows and a benevolent face, sitting there quietly cross-legged, twisting a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, just like when we met that day.

"Master Changli, I have admired your name for a long time. I was disturbed by the master's words that day, so I couldn't sleep at night, so I went up to the mountain today to ask the master for advice. I don't know what the master said that day, what is the meaning?" Qing Kuo Go to the window, find a chair and sit down.

Then he tilted his head leisurely and looked at Master Changli, as if he was in his own home.

She stared at Master Changli's eyes. He didn't open his eyes last time we met, and this time the little monk Mi also said that his eyes were not good, but Qing Kuo didn't remember that the stinky Taoist priest Changming said that his Brother is blind.

When Qingkuo was thinking about it, Grandmaster Changli suddenly opened his eyes, which were originally closed.

His eyes are extremely clear.

Qingkuo's eyelids trembled slightly, and her fingers unconsciously grasped the armrest of the chair.

Good guy, almost frightened her.

This demon monk.

Yes, Monk.

When he didn't open his eyes, he looked like a merciful holy monk, but when he opened those different pupils, it was like changing his face, making him full of a seductive temperament.

Eyes closed is a Buddha, eyes open is a demon.

Sure enough, it's not a good thing.

However, there is nothing strange about the pair of different pupils. The master told her before that different races, regions, and even families have differences not only in appearance, but also in skin color, hair color, and pupil color. Like cats, rare is rare, but not uncommon.

So Qing Kuo was only surprised by the sudden change of temperament for a moment, but there were no other disturbances.

"Princess Qingzhu County, the poor monk has seen you before." The demon monk said.

Qing Chuan gave a "tsk" sound: "Master is quite forgetful, we have only met each other for a few days, and it can't be said that it was in the past, right?"

"Of course what the poor monk said was not a few days ago, but when the princess was a child, when she first came to Silingzhou, your mother warned Mount Sumeru and all creatures in Silingzhou in the name of Xingji Sizhou, [-] mountains and ten thousand demon palaces. , if it hurts your life, the Wan Yao Palace will never die."

(End of this chapter)