The smelly monk actually wants to see her?
Sure enough, there is a plan.
Qing Hui silently considered how likely he would be to escape if a fight really broke out later. Well, he wasn't very sure.
But her footsteps had already followed the little monk who was leading the way.
She really wanted to see who the person who was behind the scenes and forced her to die was.
Qing Hui followed Xiao Sengmi to a secluded yard. The trees in the yard must have been broken by hail and were half broken on the ground. They looked very desolate.
The young monk Mi quickly explained to Qing Hui: "Don't blame me, donor. There were many broken trees in the mountains due to hail that day, as well as in the temple. It's just that we can't find any manpower to repair it these days. The abbot has always taught us that in everything, people should come first."p>
Qing Hui smiled: "The host is thoughtful. It is a blessing for the people at the foot of the mountain to have Fanyun Temple taking care of them."
"The donor's words are serious. It's my duty to show mercy to monks." Xiao Monk Mi helped Qing Hui open the door and said respectfully: "Uncle Master is already waiting for the donor. His eyesight is not good, so please invite me."
Don’t blame the donor.”
Qing Hu walked in.
Xiao Sengmi did not close the door, but turned around and left the place.
The wing rooms here are no different from the temples Aoki has seen, they are very simple.
Qing Huai looked towards the wooden couch in the wing room and saw the monk with a red mole on his eyebrows and a compassionate face, still sitting there cross-legged quietly as he did when they met that day, twisting a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.
"Master Changli, I have admired your name for a long time. I was disturbed by the master's words that day and couldn't sleep at night, so I went up to the mountain today to ask for advice from the master. I wonder what the master's words meant that day?" Qing Hui
I walked to the window and found a chair to sit down on.
Then he tilted his head leisurely and looked at Master Changli, looking as relaxed as if he were at home.
She stared at Master Changli's eyes. He didn't open his eyes last time they met. This time, Xiao Sengmi also said that his eyes were not good, but Qing Hui didn't remember that the smelly Taoist priest Changming had said that he
Senior brother is a blind person.
When Qing Hui was thinking about it, Master Changli suddenly opened his eyes, which were originally closed.
His eyes are extremely clear.
Qing Hua's eyelids trembled slightly, and his fingers unconsciously grasped the armrests of the chair.
Good guy, I almost scared her.
This monster monk.
Yes, the demon monk.
When he didn't open his eyes, he looked like a compassionate holy monk, but when he opened his eyes, it was like his face changed, filling his whole person with a coquettish temperament.
If you close your eyes, you are a Buddha; if you open your eyes, you are a demon.
Sure enough, it’s not a good thing.
However, there is nothing strange about the pair of strange eyes. The master has told her before that different races, regions, and even families have differences not only in appearance, but also in skin color, hair color, and eye color. The different eyes are like
Like cats, rare is rare, but not impossible.
Therefore, Qing Hui was only surprised for a moment by this sudden change in temperament, but there was no other disturbance.
"Princess Qingshan, I've seen you before," the demon monk said.
Qing Huai said "tsk": "Master is quite forgetful. It's only been a few days since we met. It can't be said to be in the past, right?"
"Of course what the poor monk is talking about is not the past few days, but what the princess was talking about when she first came to Si Ling Continent. In the name of Xingji Si Continent and Shiwan Mountain Ten Thousand Demon Palace, your mother warned all living things in Mount Xumi and Si Ling Continent.
Chapter completed!