The host of fast transmigration, she floated away

Chapter 352 Little monk, do you accept nuns in your temple? 11
Jingkong looked at Wu Xin's clean and pure but profound eyes, and was stunned for a moment, but still had a light smile on his face, "Young benefactor, please help yourself."

Wuxin heard the words, his eyes lit up immediately, and he reached out to pinch the snack, but was stopped by Feng Wuhen, "You have a bad stomach, so you can't eat cold food."

Wuxin heard the words, turned his head to look at Feng Wuhen, and then stared at Feng Wuhen with big eyes.

This time, Feng Wuhen insisted not to let Wuxin eat.

Wuxin saw that it was useless to stare at Feng Wuhen, so she silently withdrew her little hand holding the dim sum.

Seeing this, Feng Wuhen felt a trace of satisfaction in his eyes.

Seeing this, Jingkong's expression didn't change much, he just dialed the prayer beads and sat still like a bell.

Feng Wuhen turned his attention back to Jing Kong, "Master, can you help my sister take a look?"

Jingkong heard the words, nodded, then looked at Wuxin, took a pulse pillow from his side, and said to Wuxin, "Little benefactor, please put your hand here."

Wu Xin heard the words, nodded, put her hands on the pulse pillow, and then propped her chin and looked at the sky, "Are you treating me?"

Hearing this, Feng Wuhen's brows twitched, and he said to Wuxin, "Master just wants to see Xiao Wuyou's physical condition. How could Xiao Wuyou be sick?"

Wuyou pouted, not believing it.

……

After a long while, Jing Kong withdrew his hand on Wu Xin's wrist.

"Master, how's it going?" Feng Wuhen looked at Jingkong and said, with a hint of hope in his tone.

"The situation of the little benefactor is a bit complicated. Poor monk, we need to observe it for a few more days." Jing Kong still had a shallow smile on his face, and there was no extra emotion in his eyes.

Hearing the words, Feng Wuhen was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Jingkong and said, "How long will it take?"

"Three days." Jingkong's tone was gentle and his voice was cold, with a hint of emptiness and distance.

Feng Wuhen heard the words, nodded, and agreed.

"For these three days, we need the little benefactor to stay in the poor monk's courtyard." Jingkong said again.

A trace of hesitation flashed across Feng Wuhen's eyes when he heard the words, "This..."

"The wind benefactor can also stay, there are still a few empty meditation rooms in the yard." Jing Kong continued.

When Feng Wuhen heard the words, he was about to respond when he was stopped by Wuxin in advance, "I don't want it."

All three people in the room looked at Wuxin.

"Here, there is nothing delicious." Wu Xin said dryly.

Feng Wuhen "..." He really never forgets to eat wherever he goes.

Hearing the words, Jingkong paused for a moment with the hand that moved the prayer beads, and then said, "There is a kitchen in the Zen courtyard."

……

Then, Wuxin and Feng Wuhen settled in the empty Zen courtyard.

Murong Ye was staying at the same time.

Although he felt that he was a bit redundant now, he still stayed.

After all, it is indeed quiet to clear the courtyard.

Having lived in the imperial court for a long time, he was used to the dangers of the officialdom, and when he suddenly came to such a paradise, Murong Ye said that of course he would have to stay for a few more days.

Then, apart from eating and sleeping, Wuxin did one more thing, listening to Jingkong chanting.

As for why he listened to the Jingkong Chanting Sutra, Wuxin didn't know the reason.

All I know is that she was clearly arranged by Feng Wuhen.

Wu Xin was unwilling to do so, but Feng Wuhen threatened her with food.

Wuxin silently wrote down Feng Wuhen's strokes in the small black notebook, but he could only obediently listen to the Jingkong chanting.

On the first day, Wuxin held a plate of snacks, sat next to Jingkong, and said to Jingkong, "Little monk, can I have snacks while listening to your chanting?"

Clearance nodded, agreeing.

Wu Xin held a plate of snacks and ate them, while listening to Jingkong chanting, his mind was overwhelmed by Thh's "Don't listen, don't listen, bastard chanting".

"Hanhan, what are you doing?" Wuxin said to Thh while eating the pastry.

(End of this chapter)