The host of fast transmigration, she floated away

Chapter 374 Little monk, do you accept nuns in your temple? 33
Murong Ye looked at Wu Xin with a hurt expression, and was finally pulled away by Feng Wuhen.

Wuxin saw them leaving, so he took two bunches of candied haws on a shelf and arranged the candied haws holder to Qiuyue, asking her to share it with others.

With two bunches of candied haws dangling in his hand, he walked slowly into the bedroom, then reached out and untied the cloak.

Throwing the cloak on the couch casually, he sat down at the table and wanted to pour himself a cup of tea.

Just as he brought the tea to his mouth, he was caught by the always white hand.

Unintentionally "..."?
Looking sideways, he saw a haggard face.

Unintentionally "!!! Little monk, are you going to be a thief?" With heavy dark circles under his eyes, his face was haggard.

"The tea is cold." Jing Kong just said softly, then lifted the teapot on the table, and began to heat it up with internal force.

Wuxin lowered her eyes, stretched out her hand, and pulled the teapot out of his hand, "What are you doing here?"

Jingkong saw that his hand was empty, paused, and then said, "I haven't seen you today, so I feel empty in my heart, so I came to meet you."

Wu Xin only felt that the tip of his heart trembled, as if it had been pinched.

Really, it hurts.

"Oh, go back after seeing it." Wu Xin said dullly.

She thought that he had already seen through the world of mortals, and if he really became a monk.

But now it seems that there is none at all.

"Little benefactor..." Jing Kong only said three words, and didn't say anything else.

"Little monk, have you ever thought about it? Your master said that you have not died because you have not passed the karma of sentient beings. If you pass, maybe your cultivation will catch up to a higher level." Wu Xin said, holding her hand Put the teapot in the table on the table, raise your eyes, and look out of the window.

Outside, the snow has melted, it should be spring.

"Qing...Qingjie?" Jing Kong said in a low voice, then raised his head and glanced at Wuxin, only to see a cold and remote aura exuding from her.

It seems that they have never been from the same world.

Wuxin looked at the snow outside in a daze, but when she came back to her senses, she found that Qingkong had left.

Wuxin twitched the corner of her mouth, trying to laugh, but couldn't.

He walked slowly to the bed, and finally lay down on the bed.

Then he stared blankly at the top of the bed in a daze.

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The next day, Wuxin didn't go to the Jingkong Buddhist temple. I don't know if it was Feng Wuhen's order, and Qiuyue didn't take Wuxin to listen to the scriptures.

In the next few days, Wuxin didn't even listen to the scriptures.

Five days later, Jing Kong appeared in Chaoyang Palace with a burden on his back.

"Little monk, you... are leaving?" Wu Xin looked at Jingkong and said.

Different from yesterday's haggard appearance, today's Jingkong looks a little more energetic, exuding a cool and elegant atmosphere, and has a clear smile on his lips again.

But in his eyes, there is no longer kindness and tolerance, but boundless depth.

Jingkong glanced at Qiuyue, "Can the poor monk have a private chat with the little benefactor?"

Qiuyue took a look at Wuxin, and seeing Wuxin nodded, Qiuyue turned around and went out.

After Qiuyue went out, Jingkong raised his palm with one hand, and said to Wuxin, "The little benefactor is right, maybe, I haven't passed the kalpa of love, it doesn't matter where I live, so I decided to go back. "

It seemed that it had been a long time since he called himself a poor monk in front of her.

Now, it should be decided to become a monk.

"Ah, you are leaving, then, safe journey for me." Wu Xin said dryly.

Hearing the words, Jingkong paused, nodded, and responded, "Before leaving, can you know who the little benefactor lives in his heart?"

(End of this chapter)