Me and the male lead group CP

Chapter 220 Little Monk, Hurry Up 13
[Host, you are simply insane!How could you let someone assassinate the hero? 】

The system saw Mu Weiwei's last look, so it immediately understood.

[Host, you are not good, how can you pay yourself to be murdered? 】

Seeing that Mu Weiwei ignored it, the system changed the term.

Mu Weiwei tightly pulled the little monk's sleeve, her face was full of lovely and pitiful expression, with fear.

"Benefactor, they have all left, you are safe."

Such a romantic atmosphere, such an excellent opportunity, was given by the little monk...

Well, honestly ruined it.

The little monk stared at Mu Weiwei's hand holding his sleeve, and Mu Weiwei reluctantly let go.

"Little monk, there is a river in front of us. Let's go wash it. When you fought with these bad guys just now, look at your face covered with dust and dirty."

The little monk nodded, and he also saw the river not far away.

The two walked side by side to the small river not far away.

I saw a few women who were washing clothes there, and the women were laughing and talking, gossiping about family affairs while working.

When she saw Mu Weiwei and the little monk walking over.

"This little monk is so handsome, I wonder which family's little monk it is from?"

"This little girl is also very good-looking, she doesn't seem to be from within ten miles of us."

Mu Weiwei walked over and greeted everyone with a smile.

The little monk folded his hands together, facing everyone, Amitabha.

"Auntie, we saw that there is no village near this river, why do you wash clothes here?"

Mu Weiwei is good-looking and has a sweet voice. These people are happy to answer her questions as soon as they hear it.

"Oh, the sky doesn't follow people's wishes! Originally, there was a river in our village, but since three months ago, the river suddenly dried up overnight. We can only come here for more than a dozen rivers in order to survive. kilometers away."

"Does everyone have to walk so much every day?"

"What else? I hope God will take pity on us, so we don't have to run so far every day."

Listening to what the women said, the little monk muttered something.

Did the river dry up overnight?
This is definitely not a natural disaster, on the contrary, it looks like a man-made disaster recorded in books.

The little monk liked reading since he was a child, and he read all the books in Puling Temple except Buddhist scriptures.

Even, when meeting a familiar benefactor, he would bring some books for him to read.

Therefore, when the little monk heard this, he said silently in his heart, Infinite Heavenly Venerable.

Now that I have encountered it, then this is my calamity and I must solve it.

"All benefactors, can you take the poor monk to the place where the river in your village is?"

The woman looked at the young monk with doubts.

"Little monk, which temple are you from? Are you really capable? Or are you lying to us?"

"The poor monk's dharma name is Huijing, and he comes from Puling Temple."

When Mu Weiwei saw the little monk saying these words, her eyes were firm and clear, just like the light of his faith, allowing him to directly illuminate the earth.

"A monk from Puring Temple? Then you are a disciple of Master Jiudeng?"

"The poor monk is exactly."

"Master Jiu Deng is a real Buddha! You really have the ability, you little monk is young, do you know how much you have learned?"

"But since you want to see it, we can also take you to see it, but now, little monk, you can play with that girl here for a while, we still have clothes to wash, and we can't go back if we don't finish washing."

The little monk looked at the clothes in front of them.

"Don't worry, about half an hour."

(End of this chapter)