Chapter 817

"Miss, if you are tired, take a rest. Where can you copy so many scriptures for a while?"

Ya'er is also bored and tired. Looking at Lin Yunxi's look, she seems to be impatient. She quickly puts down the ink bar and begins to persuade her.

Lin Yunxi nodded, put down his brush, and then stood up. He went to the window and looked out. The green of lush trees made her heart calm gradually.

The pharmacist tower is nine stories high. At the moment, Lin Yunxi and ya'er are on the seventh floor where the Scriptures are stored. Standing at the window, the characters at the bottom seem to have been reduced a lot. Only a few figures can be seen clearly, but it is not easy to see clearly the faces of people.

Lin Yunxi looked at the direction of the bamboo forest in Houshan, where Baili Jingqi lived.

But she was lucky. Although she could see some shadows in the bamboo forest in the back mountain, there was no one there. Instead, not far ahead, she could see the vegetable garden of lingjue temple, where a group of young monks were busy hoeing, picking manure and fertilizing.

"He's not really picking up dung there to do farm work, is he?"

Lin Yunxi's eyes flashed a touch of interest and curiosity, and he quickly focused on the vegetable garden.

Although the following is Yishui's bald head and unified mud yellow monk robe, because he is too familiar with the figure and appearance of the man, Lin Yunxi found Baili Jingqi accurately in a short time.

Baili Jingqi, who is only a teenager now, is far from as strong and straight as his previous life. I don't know if he was not taken good care of in the Imperial Palace, or because he came to lingjue temple and suffered too much. Lin Yunxi looks at Baili Jingqi, wearing a broad monk's Robe, as if he is weak, It's not like a little monk doing chores, but more like a weak scholar.

"Can you work?"?! You've spilled more than half of your excrement. Are you watering vegetables or mud? "

The supervisor monk in charge of supervision is not very good-natured, especially when he sees Baili Jingqi, a little monk who looks more like fishing in troubled waters.

And other people are carrying a whole bucket of dung water to come, others do not do well, all the way there are more than half of the bucket can be used to water the ground.

However, the new young monk was very good. He picked a whole bucket into the vegetable garden, and when he poured it out, there was only a little fecal water foam at the bottom of the bucket. Most of it was spilled on the way to the garden, but there were not two dishes in the garden, which made the way back dirty and smelly.

"It's too heavy..."

Baili Jingqi is also very aggrieved. When did he do this kind of hard work that only relies on physical strength and shoulders?

When he got up, he went to work in the field. His shoulders were about to be blistered by grinding, and it hurt to move, not to mention carrying a bucket full of stinky fecal water.

"Others do it, but you can't do it? Look at your delicate skin. When you come to the temple, do you enjoy happiness or something? How dare you talk back to me here? "

The supervisor monk raised a staff of his arm, and his fierce face widened his eyes. This is a warning to Baili Jingqi that if he talks more, he will use force to teach him a lesson.

Baili Jingqi didn't reply, but from a long distance, Lin Yunxi seemed to be able to see the grievance on his face. Seeing him honestly put the shoulder pole on his shoulder and walk back, the thin figure looked like a little daughter-in-law who had been hurt and adjusted her posture from time to time.