"You practice here. I'll bring the fish later."

When the monk disappeared, Qingwu showed a sigh of relief. Although she wanted to go to the small building to find Ruofu Dao, the monk had said something, she couldn't follow up. After standing in place for a while, Qingwu returned to the usual place of cultivation, sat cross legged on the bamboo and closed her eyes for cultivation.

The thirteen or fourteen year old girl sat on the bamboo so lightly that the bamboo bent slightly and stood still in an arc. When the monk came over with a plate, he saw this scene.

Qingwu's face with her eyes closed retreated from innocence. Her long silver hair was tied with a rope and fell behind her. The moonlight fell on her face, reflecting her cool eyebrows and eyes.

The monk stopped and his eyes fell on her face. He looked a little stunned until Qingwu opened his eyes and took innocence between his eyebrows. He quickly collected the emotion in his eyes and looked at her with his eyebrows.

"What did you do?" Qingwu looked at him in surprise, stood up and dropped on his side. He stood on tiptoe and looked at the roast fish in the plate. It was incredible.

After all, the last time he brought fish, he said he couldn't be a fish.

The monk nodded and directly put the plate into her hand. "Eat it quickly. It smells like fish." Speak with an obvious dislike.

"Where there is fishy smell, you are just not suitable for eating fish." Qingwu happily took the fish away. He spontaneously thought that the monk couldn't stand the fishy smell, so he brought the fish to himself.

The monk didn't explain. He watched her sit back on the bamboo and eat fish. Her eyes lit up slightly.

Qingwu was satisfied after eating the fish. When she looked at the monk, the monk was gone. She didn't think much and continued to practice.

The next day I was woken up by the cry of the little one.

Qingwu opened his eyes. As soon as he looked down, he saw that xiaobit was circling around the bamboo. His eyes were full of excitement.

"Woof, woof!" Meow!

"Eh?" Qingwu was slightly surprised, jumped to the ground and stood still. Looking at the monk standing against the bamboo, he asked, "can he speak?"

The previous little one can only express a little simple meaning. It's better to be happy. He won't say his ideas specifically, so Qingwu was a little surprised when he heard little one calling himself.

"It's different when you're smart." The monk explained aloud, glanced up and down at Qingwu, and smiled: "you've grown up a little."

Compared with the girl's appearance last night, the childishness on Qingwu's face has faded a little, and his eyebrows are expanding bit by bit. It's sooner or later to grow into a real beauty.

Qingwu snorted, and his face showed some pride: "if I cultivate for another full moon, I can completely recover."

"Yes." The monk nodded without saying more, but looked at the little spot behind her and said in a deep voice, "it's too late today. You can teach it to practice when you have time."

Qingwu replied in a daze. When he came out of the bamboo forest with a little bit, he understood why the monk said it was too late.

She lay on her little head. As soon as she got out of the bamboo forest, she saw people wandering outside the bamboo forest.

Duan Ziling looked worried at the bamboo forest and was afraid to go in. At present, with a touch of green and black, it was obvious that she was thinking about the little one last night and didn't sleep well all night.

The peony followed Duan Ziling and whispered something.

"Wang ~" master ~ as soon as she saw Duan Ziling, little bit ran excitedly, but as soon as she saw the peony beside her, little bit stopped in place and hesitated.

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