Quick wear: Stunning witch lives a long life by giving birth to children

Except for Jiang Qingxue, her ankle was dislocated last time, and she almost died in the fire this time. He couldn't just watch something happen to her.

Jiang Qingxue knew that she was very ugly now, her face was covered with black ash, her whole body was black, her clothes were burnt, and there was a burning smell, so she cried in Han Zhao's arms for a while. , and let go of him with a guilty look on his face.

She was sobbing and speaking incoherently.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I thought I was going to be burned alive. Thank you Master Hanzhao for saving my life. You saved me again..."

In the future, she will definitely commit herself to him!

Hanzhao lowered his eyes and recited Amitabha.

"The female benefactor has her own destiny, and she will be able to turn disaster into good fortune."

He could see clearly just now that with such a big fire, the whole room was burning, but only the corner where Jiang Qingxue was was the smallest. It seemed that he was being protected in some way. He was a person who believed deeply in Buddhism, so naturally he would not go there. Think elsewhere.

Jiang Qingxue looked at him and cried even more sadly.

"I'm homeless again."

Han Zhao didn't know how to comfort people. He looked at the thatched house that was still burning and sighed slightly. The house that had just been repaired was burned down. In the middle of the night, he could only take the female donor back to the temple and ask for instructions tomorrow. Abbot, relocate again.

"Tonight, please follow me back to Hanniu Temple."

Jiang Qingxue lowered her head, hiding the triumphant look in her eyes.

"Thank you, Master Hanzhao!"

She squatted by the well, washed her face carefully, and arranged her hair. Then he walked up to Han Zhao, raised a beautiful and delicate face, and smiled at him.

"I'm fine, I can go."

Han Zhao's whole body was wet, and his monk's robe was burned to pieces, but he stood upright and erect, showing no sign of embarrassment at all. He nodded indifferently.

"Ah."

Jiang Qingxue looked back without any nostalgia.

Finally, she no longer had to live in this miserable place. She was used to living in a luxurious house and enjoying a life of fine clothes and fine food. She really couldn't stand this kind of hard life of lighting a fire to cook, carrying water and growing vegetables every day.

……

The moonlight is like water, illuminating the path to Hanniu Temple.

Han Zhao walked in front and Jiang Qingxue walked behind. The two of them were silent all the way. Jiang Qingxue walked slowly, stumbling along the way, so Han Zhao patiently stopped and waited for her.

Jiang Qingxue only felt that this road was not long enough. She wished that she could just stop and go until dawn with Han Zhao, so that she could have more opportunities to hook up with him.

Xiao Fuzi heard her thoughts, rolled his eyes, and threw a few stones into the haystacks beside the road. The movement was especially obvious in the quiet dark night.

Jiang Qingxue was so frightened that she clutched Han Zhao's sleeve tightly.

"Ah, there is a ghost..."

Han Zhao sighed helplessly.

"It's a snake, it's already slipped away."

When Jiang Qingxue heard that it was a snake, instead of relaxing, she became even more nervous. She stumbled along the way and almost fell into the ditch several times.

Han Zhao was helpless, so he picked up a stick from the roadside, held one end in his hand, and stretched the other end towards Jiang Qingxue.

"Donor woman, hurry up."

Jiang Qingxue looked at him gratefully and squeezed one end of the branch.

"Uh...thank you..."

The two of them walked slowly towards Hanniu Temple one after another. The summer night wind blew gently, frogs croaked and insects croaked on the roadside, and they sang softly. The moonlight was just beautiful. Jiang Qingxue actually felt that Tonight is really romantic.

Holding hands with a monk and visiting Hanniu Temple at night is really a very special experience.

……

After returning to Hanniu Temple, Hanzhao took her to the dormitory where she lived before, brought her hot water, and also brought her a new monk's robe.

"Female donor, please make do with what you have."

Han Zhao's eyes fell on the monk's robe, his expression a little unnatural.

Jiang Qingxue only took one look and knew that the monk's robe must have been worn by Han Zhao herself. All her belongings were burned to the ground, and there were no women's clothes in Hanniu Temple. This was all Han Zhao could think of. .

Jiang Qingxue raised her eyes shyly, then quickly looked away.

"Um……"

Han Zhao turned the beads faster. With the help of the light, Jiang Qingxue could see clearly that the white jade Bodhi in his hand had been charred, like a string of charcoal, which looked very funny in his hand.

After Han Zhao left, Jiang Qingxue started to wash up.

She put on Hanzhao's monk's robe, and there was still a faint scent of sandalwood on the monk's robe, just like his person, rich and peaceful, inexplicably reassuring.

This time, Jiang Qingxue slept very peacefully.

……

Early the next morning, Han Zhao went to report to the abbot. The abbot also knew about the incident last night, but he didn't expect that Han Zhao would actually place the woman there. He clearly asked him to send the woman down the mountain at that time. of.

Master Abbot looked at Han Zhao for a long time and finally said.

"No news yet from her guards?"

Han Zhao lowered his head respectfully.

"Return to Master, not yet."

Master Abbot closed his eyes.

"Then let's stay."

Jiang Qingxue stayed in Hanniu Temple as she wished. In the first few days, she could stay in her dormitory honestly, but the days in the temple were extremely boring and boring, and over time, she got bored.

She was awakened by the sound of chanting sutras early every morning, then got up and waited for the fasting meal, and then fell into a daze. Because she became more and more beautiful, she could no longer help in the fasting kitchen.

Han Zhao had to help the abbot with his mundane affairs every day. He stayed in the Sutra Pavilion all day long and did not go back to rest until very late. Jiang Qingxue decided to take the initiative, so she took advantage of the night to walk on his way back to the dormitory. After blocking him, not only did he not get any favors, but he also gave him a serious lesson.

"Amitabha, it's late at night, the female donor must not wander around, or be careful of bumping into the gods and Buddhas."

Jiang Qingxue pulled the handkerchief in frustration.

"I didn't wander around. I wanted to worship Buddha. There were so many pilgrims during the day that it was inconvenient for me to go out. I could only go out at night when no one was around."

Han Zhao felt that he had said something harsh just now, and there was a hint of apology on his face.

"So that's it. The young monk made a mistake."

Jiang Qingxue looked at him with bright eyes.

"I want to ask Bodhisattva to protect my parents and brothers from danger and survive the disaster. I also want Fubai to come back soon and not leave me alone. I also want to ask that the wars and wars in the world will stop as soon as possible and that the people can be safe." Live and work in peace and contentment, Master Hanzhao, do you think I am too greedy?"

Hearing this, Han Zhao seemed moved and his voice softened.

"The female donor has a kind heart, and the Bodhisattva will definitely bless you."

Jiang Qingxue said a blessing to him, turned around and left.

The corridor was dark, and Jiang Qingxue didn't even carry a lamp.

Han Zhao thought for a while and followed her.

"Xiao Monk will send you there."

So Qingxue knelt in front of the Buddha in high spirits for more than an hour before returning to the dormitory. She slept too much during the day and couldn't sleep at all at night.