Chapter 118

There are few monks in the Huguo Temple who can use the word "Yuanji" to announce their death. The monk who asked changed his face when he heard the word "Yuanji". He didn't hear that several eminent monks in the temple died of illness.

The monk in charge said in a trembling voice, "if there are young masters in charge of everything, you and I will not say more."

Several monks came out of the inner hall carrying a silver plated lotus throne for one person to sit. I don't know which monk accidentally loosened his hand. The lotus throne "banged" on the ground. The huge noise shocked the monks in the secular hall. They couldn't return to God for a long time.

Beiji monk was standing in the kitchen yard. When the little monk with a wooden tray passed him, Beiji said, "come here."

The little monk didn't dare to look up. He stood down in front of Beiji, and his hands holding the tray trembled slightly because of too much force.

Beiji picked up the soup in the tray and smelled it under his nose. The medicine tasted better, but it was much lighter than he thought. He put the soup back in the tray. Beiji waved to the little monk and said, "go."

The little monk answered and walked to his companion with a tray. The two little monks walked side by side.

Yu Xiaoxiao squatted on the roof of the kitchen. She wanted to follow the man in Wen Fenglin to find the former imperial husband, the dead slag man. She just saw the monk standing in the courtyard talking to other monks. Yu Xiaoxiao didn't have the patience. She jumped from the roof, and her young body swept over the wall and came out of the quadrangle.

Beiji stood in the courtyard and said to the old monk standing in front of him, "you don't add much medicine. You're just adding to the pain of Chengguan. If I were Chengguan, I wouldn't thank you."

The old monk is thin, with white hair and beard, but he doesn't give people a sense of kindness like ordinary elders. After listening to Beiji's words, the old monk frowned. He didn't make the soup that took people's lives once or twice. How can he lose the dosage?

Beiji didn't wait for the old monk to speak and said, "let's go to the young master. He hasn't eaten for a day. You should also advise him."

The old monk nodded and the two walked out of the kitchen yard one by one.

Yu Xiaoxiao followed the little monk with a wooden tray all the way. Finally, she walked into a courtyard with rockery and flowing water. Many Phalaenopsis were planted in the courtyard. At present, it is the flowering season of Phalaenopsis. The orchids in a yard are in full bloom. Rao Shiyu, who has no aesthetic ability, felt relaxed and happy when he looked at the full green purple.

The little monk went to the porch and knocked on the closed door.

The cry of a child came out of the meditation room with these knocking at the door.

"Forget the moon, don't cry."

"Master!"

Who is the little boy who is crying and talking? Yu Xiaoxiao doesn't know, but the man who only shouted to forget the moon, Yu Xiaoxiao knows. Isn't this the national teacher of Chengguan? She went to find Wen Fenglin and found the national teacher here.

"National master," whispered the little monk outside the door, "can you come in?"

Chengguan said in the meditation room, "come in."

The little monk answered and pushed the door into the house.

"I'll come," Yu Xiaoxiao came forward from behind the little monk, stretched out his hand and took the tray into his hand.

Suddenly a man came out from behind. Even if he was a monk, he was scared to death and stood stiff in front of the door.

Yu Xiaoxiao was unaware of the little monk's shock. She entered the house with a tray in one hand. Without looking at the people in the house, she said, "national teacher, I'm Yu Xiaoxiao, no, I'm Yu Linglong."

Chengguan put on his new clothes and was ready to lead him to death. When he saw Yu Xiaoxiao walking into the meditation room, he was no less frightened than the little monk standing stiff at the door.

Yu Xiaoxiao came to Chengguan, put the tray on the small table between her and Chengguan, and said, "national teacher, it's so late that you haven't eaten yet?"

Chengguan master's mind turned quickly, put away the consternation on his face, smiled at Yu and said, "how could the princess come?"

"Uh," said the nonsense, which really made jade very embarrassed. After thinking for a long time, her highness and the Chengguan said, "I am just browsing."

Is there anyone who runs to the monk temple without sleeping in the middle of the night?

Don't say that it is the national master of Chengguan. The little monk who is standing beside the teacher is despising his royal highness. The lie is too low.

At this time, Yu Xiaoxiao looked at the forgetful moon with tears and runny nose on her face. She had always been very loving to the child instructor Yu and said, "how did you cry like this? Did you do something wrong? Did it hurt people? "

Forgetting the moon, the little monk opened his mouth and shook his head. He didn't understand why he just cried. The princess suspected that he had killed someone.

Jade novel: "if there is no human life, it is not a big problem. Correct your mistakes and be a good child in the future."

Forget the moon to see your master, and the sadness in her heart suddenly becomes lighter.

Chengguan said, "princess, did you see the letter given to you by the poor monk?"

Jade novel: "what letter?" She is illiterate in this world. Even if she receives a letter, she receives it in vain.

As soon as Cheng Guan heard what Yu Xiaoxiao said, he said, "nothing, princess, it's getting late. You should go back to your son-in-law." Yu Xiaoxiao and Cheng Guan sat down across a small table and said carelessly, "Oh, Xiao Gu is asleep, so I'll see you. National teacher, don't you eat?" The son-in-law fell asleep, so I came to see you. Master Cheng Guan thought about Yu Xiaoxiao's words. He always thought there was something wrong with them, didn't he? Yu Xiaoxiao couldn't move her chopsticks. She reached out and ate a steamed stuffed bun. Cheng Guanxiang didn't stop. The expected meat steamed stuffed bun was not eaten. Yu Xiaoxiao took a bite of green vegetables and mushrooms in his mouth, muttered and said, "why not meat steamed stuffed bun? National teacher, people have to eat meat. You're not a rabbit. " Before Chengguan could speak, the little monk forgetting Yue couldn't help saying, "my master is a monk. How can he eat meat?" Oh, by the way, Yu Xiaoxiao remembered that monks don't eat meat. However, Yu Xiaoxiao took a look at Cheng Guan sitting in front of him and forgot the moon xiaoheshang. I don't know the direction of the plot. What about the national master's family? In the end, did you become the mistress of the cruel empress“ Cheng Guan, "at this time, two monks came to the door and directly pushed the little monk standing outside the door aside. One of the monks said," you haven't eaten yet? " Another monk looked at the jade novel: "is your royal highness?" Yu Xiaoxiao looked back at the two, the other two people around Wen Fenglin. Cheng Guan whispered, "I have nowhere to go. Why don't you worry?" A monk stepped into the meditation room and looked at Cheng Guan Leng and said, "young master, it's lenient to treat you like this." Chengguan looked at the soup in front of him and smiled bitterly. He didn't let too many people know that he was executed for betraying the temple. It was really lenient. He just died in front of Princess Linglong. The national teacher would rather not be so lenient.