Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

Anyway, she can't figure it out for a while now. Let's do it first

The next day, fengqianxi woke up early. The main reason was that the sound of the clock outside was too loud. She couldn't do without thinking about it. She opened her eyes with a snap and had no ability to refuse. She had to get up. It was dark outside. She opened the door. Is it five o'clock now?

Ah

I remember that she had to get up at five and go to the lobby at six. Anyway, she was the first to come here. She was too embarrassed to sleep in, so she had to get up and put on the clothes that the monks gave her. It was a robe, which should be regardless of men and women, right? But it still looks like men's clothes, some are too big.

But also, she brought a woman to the temple. Ah, I guess they are also in a dilemma. After all, she is a daughter. Ah

After washing, she put her hair on the top of her head with a silver hairpin, like a ball, plus the long tassel hairpin.

It looks more ancient.

If you don't remind yourself, you really think you have come to the ancient society

When I went out, I saw monks passing by one after another, and many of them cast puzzled eyes towards the wind. Fumbled to the temple hall.

There's a whole family here. The scene is spectacular. Above the hall, the Golden Buddha is worshipped, while daokong stands in the front with a red cassock.

As soon as Qian Xi came here, he caused an uproar. Because there was a way, they didn't dare to be too loud, so they had to whisper and whisper.

So monks are also curious?

It turns out that monks, like ordinary people, sometimes gossip about worldly affairs?

But apart from that, she is now almost the target of public criticism. There are always strange eyes flying over her, just like looking at some strange species.

Staring at like this, she had to bow her head and stand aside and say nothing.

"Be quiet!" Daokong yelled, and the whole hall became quiet: "this benefactor fengqianxi lives in our Zen temple for the time being. You can only be ordinary monks. Don't make a fuss."

"Yes, first seat." Monks bowed to daokong.

"It's time to sit down and chant."

"Yes."

Soon the people in the lobby sat under the group seat and began to open and close their mouths. Feng Qianxi had to hide in a corner and stare. She didn't know what was going on. And the Scriptures read by those people made her really want to sleep.

Hiding in the corner, her head could not help leaning against the pillar beside her. She snored and fell asleep. She didn't wake up in the morning. Now she has to listen to the Scriptures. Don't blame her for this.

"Benefactor of the wind."

"Eh?" Wind shallow Xi opened his eyes, bad bad, accidentally fell asleep, looking at the way empty standing in front of her, she bit the lower lip: "sorry to fall asleep."

Looking around, eh? Anyone here? What about the monks chanting sutras? Why is the hall full of people just now empty?

Where did everyone go?

Don't you want to read Scriptures for two hours? Has she been sleeping for two hours?

"Benefactor Feng, don't you seem to be interested in scriptures?"

I can't understand what I'm muttering. I'm not interested in it. Qian Xi wants to cry without tears: "OK, OK, I just can't understand it."

"Chanting scriptures can calm people's hearts. Benefactor Feng will understand it gradually."

"Oh, please ask Master Kong, what else can I do later?" She's not going to hang out in this temple all day, is she?

"Let's have breakfast first. It will be ten minutes before breakfast. After breakfast, I'll ask Mingjing to tell you today's business."

"Oh, good!" Shallow Xi nodded.

To be honest, she was really hungry, so she rushed out. Eh, wait, where is the dining hall? Looking at the courtyard outside, one after another.

what the hell!

Where did she go to find the canteen? Ten minutes later she found it.

"Excuse me, little master. Rice... "Just about to go up and say hello to a monk, who knows that little master saw the wind shallow Xi, immediately lowered his head away.

Qian Xi asked another one: "little master..."

The monk did not stop. She finished her speech and ran away. Is she SARS virus? How to hide from others. In the distance, the monks in the distance always cast strange eyes at her.

Wind shallow Xi a droop head, it seems that want to eat is no play, cry

"Benefactor Feng, you are still here. It's almost too late. Why are you still here?"

Feng Qianxi raised her head and saw Mingjing standing in front of her. Her eyes were so moved that she was about to turn red. Finally, there was a reason for her: "little master Mingjing, please take me to dinner."|

"All right, this way."

Someone responded to her. Oh, my God, it's totally isolated. Oh, but there's no way. This is Shaolin Temple. If she comes in as a woman, there's nothing wrong with the result.

Finally, I got to the canteen, but as expected, I was still a little late. There was nothing left. Mingjing brought a steamed bun: "benefactor Feng, this is the last thing left. You can make do with it."

"Well, it doesn't matter." She took the steamed bread and began to chew it. Only when she was full did she have strength. No matter what she wants to do in the afternoon, she has to take up the spirit of twelve points and never fall asleep again. It's really a shame for Nangong.

But she never thought

Her next thing is to sweep the floor, wipe the floor, clean the windows, clean the pillars, pull the grass, all kinds of coolie housework! Is she the babysitter of the monks?

The wind shallow Xi opened big eyes, the corner of the mouth can't help convulsing violently, can't, hereafter in here of day, can't all want to spend like this. what the hell!

What is Nangong Jue's plan? I knew that when he left, I had better ask him. Wuwuwu, now I can't help crying.

Take out the mobile phone and look at the screen, there is no signal!

That's right. In such a place where birds don't shit and chickens don't lay eggs, ghosts will have a signal. Ah... She's really ruined now.

But fortunately, the little master named Mingjing took good care of her.

"Give me some water, benefactor." Mingjing is holding a wooden bowl with a clear spring in it.

Qian Xi picked up the bowl, which was like a great Xia drinking. He drank the whole bowl with a bang, wiped his mouth, and breathed out: "little master Mingjing, thank you. Well, I've been working here for a long time, and you're the only one who cares about me. "