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Chapter 356 Little monk, do you accept nuns in your temple? 15
A strange feeling welled up in his heart, and Qing Kong's face, which had remained unchanged for many years, changed, and he frowned slightly.

After a long while, I closed my eyes, moved the beads, and continued to chant sutras.

A warm feeling gradually came from the thigh, and when I closed my eyes, that feeling was magnified infinitely.

Jingkong opened his eyes, closed his eyes, put down the Buddhist beads in his hand, and then moved Wuxin's head slightly.

Let Wu Xin rest on his arm, and then stretch out his hand to hug Wu Xin horizontally.

Put Wuxin on the bed, turned around and walked to the futon.

Walking to the side of the futon, instead of sitting down, he bowed to pick up the rosary, then turned around and went out the door.

When you open the door, what you see is a snow-capped, boundless pure white.

The red plum in the yard has become the most conspicuous color.

The cold wind hit the body, and the strangeness in my heart was suppressed.

Jingkong walked into the yard, holding the rosary in his hand, and walked slowly in the snow.

There is a lot of snow in the snow, and every step I take leaves a deep footprint.

There was still heavy snow falling in the air, and the snowflakes fell on Qingkong.

With one palm upright and the other holding the string of Buddhist beads, Jing Kong straightened his back, closed his eyes, and stood in the snow.

After a while, there was a lot of snow on my body and snow on my head.

Even the crow-feather eyebrows were covered with snow.

The wind and snow were too heavy, and Murong Ye and Feng Wuhen couldn't go on wandering in the temple, so they came back.

As soon as he entered the monastery, he saw Jing Kong standing in the snow with his eyes closed.

The tall and tall body stands like a pine tree in the yard, and the red plums beside it are in full bloom. The red plums that are not covered by the snow are standing on the branches with their heads up, as if they are looking at this girl standing in the snow. people.

Feng Wuhen and Murong Ye looked at each other, and they both saw doubts in each other's eyes.

Feng Wuhen muttered in a low voice, "What are you doing, Master?"

"Cultivate hard, I remember, there are those who practice hard." Murong Ye said uncertainly.

After all, he had never seen him standing in the snow practicing before.

"That's it, you are worthy of being a master." Feng Wuhen expressed admiration.

Murong Ye also nodded, not sure, "However, it may also be practicing."

"Really hardworking." The admiration on Feng Wuhen's face remained undiminished.

Murong Ye also nodded, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"Let's go back to the house." Feng Wuhen said.

In such a cold day, even if he was a martial artist, he couldn't stand the cold.

That's why he admires clearance so much.

Murong Ye nodded, and the two went back to the room.

Qiuyue immediately served hot tea to the two, "Your Highness, my lord, go to the cold."

"Well, where's the princess?" Feng Wuhen took a look, but he didn't see their little Wuyou.

"Princess went to listen to Master Jingkong's chanting." Qiuyue said casually.

"Huh? Isn't Master Jing Kong practicing hard in the yard?" Feng Wuhen said in wonder.

Hearing this, Qiuyue was stunned for a moment, "Isn't the princess asleep in the Zen courtyard?"

Feng Wuhen "..." is very possible.

"Huh? Isn't Jingkong so angry with her that he vented his anger in the yard?" Murong Ye said nonchalantly.

"Who is Master Jingkong, how could he be angry because Xiao Wuyou fell asleep." Feng Wuhen waved his hand and stood up as he spoke.

It looked like he was going to find Wu Xin.

Seeing this, Murong Ye also stood up and followed Feng Wuhen out.

I just walked to the yard, and the clearance that I was standing in the yard just now "penance practice" disappeared.

"Hey? Where did Master go?" Feng Wuhen muttered in wonder.

Murong Ye was also curious, but when he saw Feng Wuhen walking towards the empty meditation room, he followed.

Walking to the door of the Zen room, Feng Wuhen reached out and knocked on the door.

　good night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)