Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

The little monk stares at his eyes. His lips, which are redder than ordinary people, are now as red as blood, which makes the whole person full of evil.

Yuan Xun didn't seem to notice his mistake. He came straight over and looked down at the basket on his back. He raised his lips slightly and said happily, "little master, I've found a lot of that kind of wild vegetables. It seems that I'm happy again."

"Wild vegetables are over there." The little monk took back his eyes, lifted the basket up, took the stick and walked towards the temple. As he walked, he said, "it's dangerous in the mountains. If you fall into that cave, you'll be in trouble. Benefactor, you'd better be careful in the future."

Yuan Xun laughed and didn't answer. Obviously he didn't take the little monk's words to heart. He looked like an ignorant and arrogant young man.

The little monk moved his eyes, shook his head slightly, and said nothing more.

But yuan Xun was very curious and asked: "little master, you said wild vegetables were found there. How come you came from this direction?"

"Go over there and see if you can get some herbs." The little monk replied with a good temper.

Yuan Xun nodded and looked at the basket behind the little monk several times, but he didn't ask any more.

The little monk felt his eyes and didn't say anything.

When Yuan Xun and the little monk came in from the outside, Cheng Xiu and song echo just finished the game.

Rong Shen also moved his eyes away from the chessboard and fell on them.

"What did you laugh at?" she asked

"I almost lost my way in the mountains. Fortunately, I met the little master." Yuan said, looking at the chessboard between Cheng Xiu and song Huisheng, picking his eyebrows and saying, "it's good that I'm out, otherwise it's too boring to sit here."

"The mountain is not as busy as the foot of the mountain. Ordinary people really feel bored." The monk with scar who came out to take over the little monk's basket said.

The little monk went outside and scraped off the mud under his shoes with branches. When he saw that the soles of Yuanxun's shoes were clean, he was surprised and asked, "it's good that the bottom of the benefactor's shoes didn't get too much mud..."

"I'm just afraid of mud. I walk on grass all the way." The original ten day eye light moved.

The little monk laughed, his eyes swayed on the way down the mountain, and said: "benefactor, you probably can't go down the mountain until tomorrow."

"Tomorrow is tomorrow. It's rare to come here once. It's good to stay one more day." Song echo said standing in the yard.

The little monk brought back the wild vegetables, and the party went to the kitchen to watch the monk with scar and the little monk cook.

Rongshen's eyes swung on the closed door and asked, "the abbot stays in the room all day. Why doesn't he come out to breathe?"

"Shifu is old and afraid of the cold. He doesn't like to move." The little monk replied.

Just then, the door was opened. The old monk came out slowly with a bent figure. When he stepped out of the threshold, Chao Rongshen and others read a Buddhist name.

The little monk's brow twisted a little imperceptibly, but his worry soon reappeared. He put all the firewood in his hand into the stove, got up, poured a bowl of tea for the old monk, and said, "master, how did you come out?"

The old monk didn't speak, as if he didn't hear the little monk's words.

Maybe I knew the old monk's ears for a long time, so there was nothing wrong with the little monk and the scarred monk's face.