Playful and cute concubine

Chapter 853 The Wish of the Eighteen Arhats

Lifting the hat, it was a very young monk with a beautiful face.

Sitting on the haystack and meditating, Qiao Kong opened his eyes and saw someone coming, the old monk who had never had much emotion, was crying, and his old hand with twisted veins was tightly holding the young monk's hand through the fence.

"Moro...how did you come here?"

Adjacent to the next door were the eighteen monks who were brought out of the chieftain by Feng Xie at the beginning. When they saw the younger brother, all 18 of them crowded on the fence. "It's Junior Brother Moluo and Senior Brother Huijue!"

"Amitabha." Huijue, who was standing beside Moro, sighed secretly. "Master, the disciple is late."

Moluo wiped away his tears, his eyes were red from holding back, looking at the emaciated eighteen monks, there was still a weeping sound in his voice. "Second senior brother has lost weight all of a sudden."

The second senior brother, who was known as the one who never loses meat for ten thousand years, chuckled. "Molo hasn't grown much taller."

Liaokong stroked Moro's bald head. "Why did you come to Fenghuan? It's dangerous here, go to Xiling, don't stay here."

Feng Huan is about to change.

"Master, Master Feng has already..." Huijue looked worried.

"Master knows." Liao Kong sighed. "He should have this catastrophe in his fate, and it's time to put an end to his past..."

"However, even if His Highness Mo wakes up, her body will be completely injured..."

"What she relies on is not strength, but wisdom." Liao Kong sighed. "In today's world, only the benefactor of Xiling can turn things around."

"Huijue understands."

"Go find her, I hope I can see her before I pass away, thank you for saving Moluo." Liao Kong stroked Moluo's bald head, his eyes were gentle.

Huijue looked at Moluo and sighed softly. "Master's wish has been half fulfilled."

Moro was a little puzzled, and the eighteen monks looked at him with smiles. "Moro, let senior brother touch your head, will you grow up too?"

No matter how smart Moro was, he was only a few years old after all. He held back his lips, tears rolling in his eyes, and walked to the cell next to him, letting eighteen senior brothers touch his bare head. "The brain didn't grow up."

"Puchi!" Everyone burst out laughing, attracting the attention of other prisoners in the cell.

"Moro also has moments like a child." The senior brother flicked him on the forehead.

"That's right, I always act like a little adult and teach my brother a lesson."

"A stick of incense is here! Have you finished?" The voice of the jailer outside suddenly increased.

Moro was very sad and held Sora's hand tightly.

"Master..."

"Moro, do you still remember what you said to Master?" Liao Kong asked him seriously.

"Moro hopes to spread the teachings of the Thousand-Buddha Temple in Kuiz to the four countries." Moro said with firm eyes.

"Good boy." This was his wish, but he failed to fulfill it.

"Okay! Old monk, it's time to finish talking about the past, let's go." The jailer came over and urged.

Huijue puts the hat on for Moro and bids farewell to Kong.

Moro turned his head three times a step, he knew that maybe this was the last time he and Master would meet.

His eyes were clouded, it turned out that he hadn't cultivated well yet.

Liao Kong and the eighteen monks waved to the young monk, signaling him to leave quickly.

Until the two left, Liao Kong let out a long sigh. "Amitabha."

I didn't expect to see Moro again.

"Master, my junior brother is still so smart in this life."

"However, I love to cry, hahaha."

"He will grow up, although the poor monk may not see it."

"Maybe he will become a great monk!"

Everyone looked at me and said a word, looked at each other and sighed.

The 18 of them grew up watching Moro. They were monks and had no parents. They regarded Moro as their own children, and they couldn't accept Moro's death the most.

Even though he hated Xiling deeply at the beginning, he could not be resurrected after death. Fortunately, the sacrifices in the previous life have been rewarded in this life.

(End of this chapter)