She's so cute and beautiful

Chapter 242, I have the antidote, I won't give it to you

There is no path to Shangfutu Temple, so you have to climb up the nine hundred and ninety-nine steps. Chu Jiangli carried Hua Sesheng on his back, and said, "Tsing Yi, take care, don't let Shengsheng get caught in the rain."

She was already in poor health and was poisoned. Chu Jiangli was afraid that it would be even worse if she was exposed to the rain.

Before halfway there, a monk came down from above, and the young monk clasped his hands together and bowed to several people, "His Royal Highness, Your Excellency, Senior Brother."

"My little monk is just here to convey a word for Master, Young Master Qingshi, from today onwards, you are no longer a member of Futu Temple, Senior Brother Jinya will take the position of presiding officer, but Senior Brother Futu Temple will always welcome you back." The little monk said. After speaking, he went up.

The master said that brother's heart is no longer in Futu Temple. He has already met the person he wants to protect with his whole life. fair.

Although the little monk didn't understand what fate was, he could understand it, and the brother had found his own path.

Practitioners pay attention to following one's nature and following one's heart, as long as one can find one's own way, how one walks is the same.

Qingshi's hand holding the umbrella handle gradually strengthened, the young man in the rain curtain had a handsome face, his eyes were full of confusion, the moment he chased to Yan, he knew there would be such a day.

But he didn't expect this day to come so fast, which caught him off guard.

The heavy rain wet his clothes, the cool wind blew past, and it was bitingly cold, but Qingshi was no more sober than this moment, he was clearly aware of what he should do and what he could do.

He wants to protect Hua Sesheng.

In the previous life it was Hua Rongyu, in this life... it was him.

The water flowed down from the stairs, and it was not easy to go up the 900-storey stairs, especially since Chu Jiangli still had injuries on his body, which had been treated in a hurry, but the rain just now made the injuries even worse.

The old monk was sitting in the scripture hall, and when he heard the chaotic voices of the disciples outside, he knew what was going on, opened his eyes, and stopped the hand knocking on the wooden fish.

Dressed in cassock, the old monk walked through the corridor and met Qingshi's eyes. At this time, it was approaching evening, and the sky was gradually darkening. Coupled with the heavy rain, the atmosphere was inexplicably bleak.

"Junior brother, don't be so stubborn." The person who spoke was Qingshi's master, he knew that his junior didn't like that national teacher, and blamed her for letting Qingshi enter the mundane world.

But why wasn't that the choice of youth?

The national teacher never persecuted him, everything was chosen by Qingshi himself, his heart is restless, even if he is left in Futu Temple, it is just a skin.

"If you don't make things difficult, how can you see your sincerity? I'm doing it for her own good." The old monk snorted and turned back to the sutra hall.

The other disciples had already gone back to do their own things, Chu Jiangli and Qingshi were both wet, but they couldn't care less now.

"Chu Jiangli, I have met Master Xuanji." Chu Jiangli's attitude was very respectful, after all, only he had the antidote for the mandala.

"Master Uncle." Qing Shi called out, the candles in the scripture hall were extinguished, the sky was getting darker and darker, the rain was pouring down outside, and the sound of crashing hit people's hearts.

The cold wind blew the candlelight and flickered, elongating the shadows of the three people, feeling somewhat depressed and lonely for no reason.

The sound of knocking on the wooden fish was very regular. After a long time, the old monk stopped, turned his back to the two humans, and said flatly, without any ups and downs, "I have the antidote, but I won't give it to you."

(End of this chapter)