Demon Concubine Yutian

Chapter 3827
If she remembers correctly, she remembered that at the Buddhist meeting in Xitan Mountain yesterday, Miss Mu once mentioned that she would continue to refine the level of the Devil Rain Sword by continuing the Nine-leaf Buddha Lotus.

If she, Song Youlan, can send charcoal in a timely manner and win the favor of Miss Mu, then she will be one step closer to Mrs. Sun's position!
"Amitabha."

Although the little monk was extremely shy, he was still very principled in his work, and he looked like a very reliable type, "The little living Buddha told me that I must hand over ten pots of nine-leaf Buddha lotus to Miss Ye Luo. Mistress, I'm sorry, but the poor monk doesn't know you."

Song Youlan was annoyed: "This girl is the daughter of the head of the Zhongmen Songmen! You know me now! Leave the things behind!"

The little monk refused to budge.

At first, he would blush when facing Song Youlan.

But when he saw Song Youlan being so domineering and vicious, the shyness in his heart disappeared in an instant. He raised his immature face and insisted: "Female benefactor, the Buddha said that all living beings are equal. It doesn't matter if you are the daughter of the sect master. Whether it is a princess of the imperial city or a village girl, in the eyes of the poor monk, there is no difference."

"you--"

Song Youlan was angry, "You little monk, you don't know what's good and what's wrong! You're turning a corner and scolding me!"

Imperial Princess?

Is it ironic that her status is not as noble as a princess?

Folk village girl?

Is it to mock her for being perverse and inferior to a country woman?
"The poor monk dare not."

The little monk shook his head again and again, with an innocent face, "The benefactor thinks she has misunderstood. Monks don't utter foul words, and poor monks don't dare to break the precepts."

Song Youlan's qi didn't hit one place, the seven orifices produced smoke.

It's really...unreasonable!
But she was still the one who ignored it, let alone the one who couldn't tell!

"Farewell to the poor monk."

The little monk didn't want to talk to Song Youlan anymore, turned his head, and walked towards a spiritual field not far away. In the spiritual field, there were three or two medicine boys working in peace of mind.

"Excuse me, Miss Ye Luo, where do you live?"

"You mean Junior Sister Ye Luo, she's in the medicine house, Elder Hu's." The medicine boy was very enthusiastic, and when he smiled, he showed his white teeth.

"Thank you for the benefactor, the Buddha bless the benefactor. Amitabha."

The little monk clasped his hands together, silently recited the Buddha's name, and left.

Ten pots of nine-leaf Buddha lotus, he is definitely not able to hug a monk, behind him, there are four monks, each of them holds two pots, which is just right.

In this way, the little monk followed the direction pointed by the enthusiastic medicine boy before, and quickly found the medicine house where Elder Hu lived, and he also found Ye Luo smoothly.

"Thank you, little master."

As soon as Ye Luo saw ten pots of nine-leaf Buddha lotus in full bloom, a smile spread on his face, "Please tell my little master, Luo thank you, Master Feng, for the gift. Luo owes you this favor."

Nine-leaf Buddha Lotus, she can't take Feng Wushi for nothing, can she?
After all, the market price of this thing outside is ridiculously high.

"Little Living Buddha said that Miss Ye Luo doesn't need to be concerned, and don't feel that she owes anything." The little monk put his hands together and said, "Little Living Buddha said that as long as Miss Ye Luo is well, he will be well."

The implication is to reject Ye Luo's favor.

"He really hasn't changed at all."

Ye Luo was helpless.

If Miss Ye is well, he will be well.

This sentence is very practical.

As long as she is not injured, Feng Wushi will not be injured.

(End of this chapter)