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Chapter 236 Epiphyllum Banshee VS Monk Jingchen [6]

Le Tong is a little proud, her meridian has been extended to the surroundings, and he wants to pull her up, unless this medicine field is not going to be taken, and with the character of Jingchen, he will not be willing to destroy the herbs he carefully cultivated.

"Have you made up your mind not to leave?"

Le Tong waved the leaves, expressing his position, resolutely not leaving, and wanting to be a key household in the medicine garden.

Jing Chen really had no choice but to poach Epiphyllum away forcibly, she would die, this was not done by a monk, besides, Epiphyllum Demon’s nature is not bad, you can get a glimpse of it from her character of changing when she knows her mistakes, since she is not willing to Go and stay.

"In this case, you only need to promise me two conditions to stay."

Le Tong shook the branches and leaves.

"Firstly, don't change your form in front of people, and secondly, don't do things that hurt nature and reason."

Le Tong stretched the branches and leaves into Jing Chen's hands, expressing his agreement, as long as he can stay, these two requests are not considered requests.

Jingchen got the answer and acquiesced that she would continue to stay in the medicine garden.

It was night, Le Tong was sitting on the eaves, looking at the bright moon in the sky, thinking about "peanut".

"Le Tong."

It was Jing Chen, Le Tong happily flew down from the roof, and stood in front of him, "Little monk, I am here."

"The medicine is applied."

"it is good."

Le Tong followed Jing Chen into the medicine house.

Gently changing the medicine for Le Tong, Jing Chen handed her another bottle of medicine, "This is for removing scars, you can use it yourself when the time comes."

"The little monk is really thoughtful." Le Tong happily looked at the white porcelain bottle in his hand.

Now that the medicine had been delivered, Jingchen didn't stay any longer, turned around and left the medicine garden.

The next day, just after dawn, Jingchen stayed in the medicine garden to tidy up the medicine fields.

"Brother Jingchen, the water tank is full, we don't need to carry water today."

Jingchen walked outside the medicine garden, "I see, you can go back."

Walking to the side of Epiphyllum, "You did it." The voice was neither sad nor happy, just stating the facts.

Le Tong shook the branches and leaves.

"Don't do these things for me again."

He turned around and left, ready to go down the mountain to fetch water. Although the water tank was full, he would still do what should be done.

But Le Tong didn't take Jingchen's words to heart at all, and continued to do what he could for him.

Every day, Jingchen can always see that the water tank is full and the yard is cleaned up...

However, even if Le Tong helped him do it well, he would do it again.

……

The rumbling thunder was deafening, the leaves on the trees swayed wildly and made a rustling sound, the wind howled, and the rain was menacing.

In the dark night, Jing Chen, who was wearing a coir raincoat, walked quickly and steadily towards the medicine garden. The rain was too heavy, and his herbs would suffer.

Stepping into the medicine garden, before reaching the medicine field, I vaguely saw a woman in white squatting next to the medicine field, struggling to save the fruits of his labor.

Only she will appear at this time.

"Watch... the favorability of the target person +5, now the favorability value is 10."

Le Tong seemed to be aware of it, and looked up at the man standing in the distance, "Little monk, come and help, your herbs are about to drown." After shouting, he continued to move.

Jingchen quickly added to it...

The sun was shining, and after a night of rescue, except for a small number of herbs that died, everything else was saved.

Jingchen didn't have time to change her soaked clothes, walked to Epiphyllum, and carefully lifted up her branches. Last night she was helping him rescue the medicinal herbs, so that she ignored herself. Epiphyllum couldn't stand the baptism of the storm, A night of washing had already broken her branches, no matter what he wanted to save her.

(End of this chapter)