Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 18 The Handsome Monk

The wind is slack and the water is cold, and the strong men never return.

Mu An'an counted the steps under her feet, counted the folds of her skirt, and secretly sighed that she had walked all the steps in her two lifetimes.

However, Shi Qinghuan walked around the side with a calm face, which was simply too much.

"Shi Qing! Why don't you go up first and don't bother me here!" After burning the incense, Mu Anan couldn't bear it anymore.

"Okay, An'an, walk slowly, and this king will take a step first." Shi Qing smiled and pretended to leave, but a stone was thrown on his back!Impartially, it just hit the left shoulder, and then flew over while rubbing its ears!

He stood still, narrowing his phoenix eyes slightly, "If it wasn't for this place being a pure place of Buddhism, this king would have punished you."

"My lord, please go away!" She said through gritted teeth, but she was somewhat puzzled in her heart: Why are you so restless recently?Being irritable is not good.

When Shi Qing heard the words, Xie Mei smiled and disappeared after a few breaths.

really gone...

She walked over, picked up the small stone that was used to smash Shiqing just now, and held it in the palm of her hand.

And where Mu An'an couldn't see, Shi Qing had a panoramic view of her every move.

About a hundred steps down, there was a turning, and at the turning stood a monk with fluttering robes, standing against the wind.

Although she wasn't familiar with him, she felt that all monks were like this after just one glance.Tranquil and indifferent, otherworldly?
She walked up slowly, and the monk turned around without warning, with deep eyebrows and eyelashes like butterfly wings, and said: "Female benefactor."

"Hello, master." She clasped her hands together clumsily—she couldn't do this action when she was a demon, so it's a bit unfamiliar now.

"The female donor is here this time, but she wants to ask about the way forward?"

"No, I'm here to ask for a peace charm." Mu Anan frowned, a little confused.

Could it be that this handsome monk is just looking for someone to practice his hands?
"Master has been waiting for you two in the temple for a long time, Amitabha." The monk said, and continued to watch his scene.

baffling.

Mu Anan frowned and looked forward, two?Didn't Shi Qing go up early?Could it be...

"My lord, hiding in the dark is not the behavior of a gentleman." She looked at the towering tree.

Whoosh!
Shi Qing jumped out, "When will this king be a gentleman?"

"Yes, I was wrong. That person named Shi Qing has always been a small guy." She sat on the steps and looked up at Shi Qing.

"All gentlemen will starve to death." Shi Qing snorted coldly, "I told you to shout when you can't bear it, why are you disobedient?"

"I can do it." She held Shi Qing's outstretched hand and stood up with strength, "But if you had told me earlier that there are thousands of steps here, I would...rather die than come..."

"Look at how promising you are." He shook his head, "Go alone or..."

"Go by yourself." Mu An'an sighed, it's rare that her stomach doesn't hurt anymore, so let's take a few more steps, it's going to be moldy these days.

"Yes, you are still a tough master." Shi Qing sighed and handed her the mountain spring that he had just collected. "Drink a few sips."

She glanced at the exquisite kettle, and took it with her hand—her throat was about to smoke, and she just handed it over.

For a moment, she seemed to have returned to the time when she was the empress dowager, and she wanted to punish Shi Qing's crime very capriciously.

If there is a chance, he must be hung up and whipped!

The mountain spring was still sweet and cool, and she felt that the irritability in her heart disappeared all of a sudden.

"Let's go, if you don't go, it will be dark."

(End of this chapter)