The new emperor's body was stiff. When he looked at Shen Qing incredulously, he asked, "emperor, what's the name of the white wolf?"

Shen Qingshi ignored him.

But it wasn't long before the new emperor heard Shen Qing call the name of the white wolf.

It's xuan'er.

After standing for a long time with a dull expression, the new Emperor didn't say a word. When Shen Qing came into the kitchen with the white wolf in his arms, he turned and walked out.

Go to the courtyard outside, see oneself inside wait, the first sentence is: "crazy."

Uncle Huang is crazy. He has been thinking about Gu Xuan for so many years. Now he is holding a white wolf and calling "Xuan Er". But when he thinks about it, the new emperor sighs again. Shen Qing was crazy.

Shen Huai, who has already died, is not crazy.

It's said that the onlookers have a clear view. He has already seen that Shen Huai was in a state of half madness after Gu Xuan's death. What he said was that he didn't expect that Shen Huai would fall into such a big play, but he didn't think that he would fall into it.

After spring and autumn, Yuanzhi didn't have to sweep the snow any more. The abbot burned the scar himself. The master died of illness one winter, and he was the only disciple in his life.

The temple no longer needs a large number of eggs to provide, because the white wolf will go out to look for food by himself when he grows up. He will come back full every day and clean himself before he comes back, so as not to bring the bloody gas back to the temple.

Many monks are getting old. Only Shen Qing, who lives in the west yard, never changes his appearance.

This winter, it snowed heavily again. Yuanzhi didn't need to sweep snow any more. He took his younger martial brother, who had just entered the temple, to the gate of the temple to supervise him. When he was sweeping snow, he happened to see a white figure running out of the mountain forest

"white wolf, you're back." Yuanzhi just said hello, and then he saw that white wolf was still biting a ball of red in his mouth. He was surprised, but he couldn't take care of the younger martial brother next to him. He quickly walked over and said, "white wolf, how did you bring the food back?"

Subconsciously, Yuanzhi thought that the white wolf was biting the food she had not eaten.

Bai Lang's character is much better than that of Shen Qing's. she has been together for at least a few years. When the monks in the temple talk to her, she stops.

At this moment, although the White Wolf stopped, he showed some eagerness. His paws were planing on the ground all the time. Yuanzhi saw that she was in a hurry to leave. After thinking about it, he said, "forget it, you'd better go back to my uncle. I'm sure I won't blame you for doting on you, but don't eat it in front of the rest of us."

The White Wolf bit the fiery red ball and couldn't speak. He just made a low voice from his throat, like saying to Yuanzhi, "I know."

With that, she ran away quickly.

Yuanzhi shakes his head and sighs. He turns back to see the younger martial brother holding a broom and looking at the direction of white wolf's departure in a daze. He looks solemn and reaches out his hand to knock on the younger martial brother's bald head.

"What are you looking at? When the Buddha is satisfied, you don't have to sweep snow any more... "

He told his younger martial brother what he had said to him.

The younger martial brother touched his head, but he didn't feel any pain. He just said to Yuanzhi, "elder martial brother Yuanzhi, what the White Wolf just bit is like a red fox."

"What?" Yuan Zhi was stunned, and then muttered to himself, "first white wolf, now there is a red fox. Is it a treasure land in the back mountain?"

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