Quick Transmigration: The host wants to die

Chapter 574 She Came to Steal Again

Chapter 604 She Came to Steal Again

At night, many places in the palace are brightly lit.

King An's palace is, even at night, there are still bright lights everywhere.

The monks in the courtyard have changed a lot.

The monk in gray clothes tapped the wooden fish lightly, except for the sound of the wooden fish, there was only the sound of the hot spring flowing into the pond in the yard.

Under the white moonlight and the orange light, the lotus in that pool seemed to be coated with a layer of light.

At night, the lotus blooms more brilliantly, all the petals are opened, and the whole yard is filled with the faint fragrance of lotus.

Of course, there is more of a strong smell of burning incense.

The palace was brightly lit.

The Buddha statue made of pure gold stands in the very center of the palace.

Feng Ancan, who was dressed in green, knelt on the cushion, closed his eyes, and gently moved the beads with his fingers.

He didn't open his eyes until late at night.

Feng Ancan gently got up and opened the door and went out.

"His Royal Highness King An."

Feng Ancan usually had to guard the Buddha until midnight, so he followed his attendants to the resting palace.

The decoration inside the palace is very simple, but everything is made of the best materials.

Feng Ancan gently stripped off the clothes on her body, and entered the bathtub behind the screen in a thin undergarment.

The sound of Huahua's water makes people daydream.

But thinking about this man is a Buddha, it seems that thinking about it is a crime worthy of death.

Late at night.

The sound of wooden fish can be heard all night. If someone who is not used to hearing this sound can drive you crazy every minute, but if you get used to it, you will become more desireless listening to this sound. No need.

……

In the early morning of the second day, Ruan Xiaoli was woken up by the coughing sound of the Xiang nobleman.

The condition is getting worse.

Ruan Xiaoli comforted the Xiang nobleman and went out.

This time she went to Tai Hospital to steal medicine.

Ruan Xiaoli is very familiar with medicinal herbs, she quickly took several medicines and left.

"Although I also know medical skills, and I have many prescriptions in my mind, the medicine I wear will at most make the Xiang nobles feel comfortable for a while. The hero of the world has the halo of the protagonist. He knows medicine. I hope his medical skills will not let me down."

Hearing this, Xiao Evil was a little worried: "I think your brain is like an encyclopedia. Your medical skills can only make Xiang nobles feel comfortable for a while. The world's hero may not be better than you."

"No matter what, he is also the hero of this world. The things in my mind are too messy. I hope he can be useful."

Ruan Xiaoli hoped that he would try his best to find the male protagonist to see a doctor in Xianggui, but in the end, he was not as good as his own medical skills...

At present, Feng Ancan is defined as a tool person in Ruan Xiaoli's mind.

A tool man who can treat diseases of Xiang nobles.

Ruan Xiaoli took good care of the Xiang nobleman, and went out on time in the afternoon.

She continued in the direction of the palace.

Cigarettes were curling up in the palace, and Feng Ancan, who was dressed in blue, knelt on the cushion and recited scriptures in her heart.

Until his ears moved slightly.

There was a voice again.

And that voice was familiar.

Because the palace is surrounded by yellow curtains filled with scriptures, behind the curtains is the wall, and it is easy for a person to stand in the gap between the curtains and the wall.

The curtain floated gently, and a figure slowly walked inside.

She seemed to be picking which plate to steal.

In the end he picked out a plate of dim sum, and she squatted down and the curtain bulged even wider.

A small hand emerged from behind the curtain and took a piece of pastry.

After taking the first piece of pastry, she was not in a hurry to take the second piece because she was savoring it carefully.

Feng Anchan's ears were so sensitive that she could even hear the little girl eating.

She was really fast and seemed very hungry.

It seems that I accidentally dropped the crumbs of the pastry on the ground.

Feng Ancan opened her eyes: "Don't dirty the ground."

The curtain froze.

After a while the little girl in shabby clothes came out.

Ruan Xiaoli took a look at the palace with his head out, and after confirming that he was the only one, I breathed a sigh of relief.

She walked over boldly: "Why are you here again? You were here yesterday, and you are here today. Who are you? Why are you here?"

He is very courageous and has many problems.

Feng Ancan knelt on the mat, blinked her eyes blankly, and said flatly: "It's fine to take things, don't dirty the ground."

"If it's dirty, you don't need to sweep it." Ruan Xiaoli wasn't afraid of him at all.

She even looked at him openly.

He was wearing a blue brocade jacket of solid color, without any embroidery, but the material of the clothes was very expensive at first glance.

It must be comfortable to wear.

The clothes are secondary, the main thing is the man's face, which is so beautiful.

I never knew a man could be so beautiful.

But it's a pity that there is no emotion in his eyes, and he looks like an unreachable god and Buddha.

Feng Ancan was scrutinized by her happily.

"Have you seen enough?"

he asked lightly.

"I haven't seen enough." Ruan Xiaoli said thick-skinned, "People can't get enough of your face in a lifetime."

Such ambiguous words came out of a child's mouth.

Feng Ancan knew that the other party had no malice, nor did she blaspheme her own consciousness.

This is probably the difference between children and adults.

Feng Ancan had seen eyes that looked disgusting towards her, but it was the first time she heard someone speak so frankly.

Ruan Xiaoli got closer, and she stood in front of him: "Do you live here? I have met you for two days."

"Ah."

"Have you lived here before?"

"Ah."

"You used to live here, why have I never seen you?"

"Noisy." Feng Ancan raised her eyes.

Seeing his attitude, Ruan Xiaoli was not annoyed: "It's not that I'm too noisy, it's that you are too quiet."

She never stopped talking, it was indeed very noisy.

Obviously she was the one who was arguing and could speak so confidently.

Feng Ancan: "If you want to get something to eat, get it quickly, and leave as soon as you get it. There is no room for such noise in front of gods and Buddhas."

She was here to get food, but this man seemed to chase her away, and she became more and more unconvinced.

"Do you believe in this god and Buddha just like that? Did you ask him for something, so you believed in him?"

"none."

"There is nothing to ask him, so why do you respect him so much?"

Feng Ancan frowned: "Do you have to ask the Buddha for something to worship the Buddha?"

"Is not it?"

Isn't it true that people who worship Buddha in this world only worship Buddha if they ask for it.

How many worship Buddha without seeking or desire?

In the final analysis, there are few people who are sincere, and they go to worship Buddha because of their desire.

Feng Ancan was taken aback by her words.

As if... indeed.

He saw a lot of pilgrims of all kinds coming and going in the temple, and all of them came here for their needs.

(End of this chapter)