The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Seeing Jingru's expression, Ye Zhibing guessed what was going on in her heart.

This girl is still shy.

However, I have absolutely no evil intentions, I just want to save people.

If an injured and weak woman is not sent back and stays in this dark wilderness, it will be as miserable as it is, and it is unbearable!
Ye Zhibing couldn't do this kind of thing no matter what.

Ye Zhibing said to Jingru sincerely: "Master Jingru, I just want to save you, I don't have other thoughts, so don't worry."

Jingru thought a lot. If this young man wanted to think badly, he would not risk his life to save himself.

People are kind, don't treat yourself like a donkey.

So Jingru said to Ye Zhibing: "Then thank you, brother."

Ye Zhibing smiled slightly, "It should."

After finishing speaking, Ye Zhibing sorted out Jingru's belongings. There was a satchel containing yellow paper, incense candles, some daily necessities such as towels and soap, and a kettle.

Ye Zhibing carried the satchel and water bottle by his side, asked Jingru to hold a flashlight to illuminate the road, and started up the mountain with her on his back.

At this time, the night was getting deeper, and the mountain wind was stronger, which made people feel cold.

"Master Jingru, you live on the top of the mountain, is there water on it?"

Ye Zhibing had nothing to say, looking for something to say, so that the two of them would be silent, which would be embarrassing.

Jingru also talked with Ye Zhibing.

"Yes, there is not only mountain spring water, but also a well."

"Oh, it's quite convenient to use water."

"Yes."

"Then your nunnery has many years of history?"

"Yes, according to my master, it has been hundreds of years."

"Has your master worshiped the Buddha for many years?"

"Well, she has been a monk since she was a child, and she is in her 60s now."

Ye Zhibing sighed in his heart, he is really pious, he abandoned all the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys in the world, and served the Buddha wholeheartedly, hoping that there will be good rewards.

Ye Zhibing asked Jingru again: "Are you also a monk since childhood?"

Jingru nodded on Ye Zhibing's back, "Yes, I am an orphan. My parents left me at the gate of our nunnery. My master adopted me."

"Your master is really a good man."

Ye Zhibing admired him sincerely, if Jingru's master hadn't adopted Jingru, he might have starved to death in the wild.

"Yeah, my master is very good to me." Mentioning the benefits of the master, Jing Ru talked endlessly, "She taught us to plant the land, taught us to recite scriptures, and gave us pocket money. I am very grateful to me. Master, I want to serve my master and take care of her until the end of her life."

Ye Zhibing also felt the same way, "Yeah, your master is very kind to you, you really need to be filial to her and make her happy for the rest of her life."

Jingru agreed, "Well, that's what I thought."

But when she thought of her injury, Jingru felt sad again.

"Now that I'm injured, I can't help my master with work, but she has to wait on me. Speaking of which, I feel very uncomfortable."

Ye Zhibing encouraged her: "Your wound doesn't matter. After you go back, apply some medicine and you will be able to walk around after a few days. You can help your master with some light work. The days are still long, and you have plenty of time to honor your master."

Jingru had no choice but to think about the good, "It's best to be like this."

The mountain road became more and more difficult. Ye Zhibing sweated on his forehead, and the mountain wind blew it, leaving streaks of sweat.

Jingru asked Ye Zhibing considerately: "Brother, if you are tired, put me down and take a rest."

Ye Zhibing thought for a while, this is just halfway up the mountain, it doesn't matter, just take a rest and continue on your way.

So Ye Zhibing agreed with Jingru's words, and put her on a stone by the side of the road to sit, and he also found a stone to sit on, blowing the wind for a while, and resting.

Jingru pointed to the kettle and said to Ye Zhibing: "Brother, there is still half a pot of water in it, why don't you take a few sips."

Ye Zhibing wiped the sweat from his forehead, took the kettle with a smile, unscrewed the lid, and handed it to Jingru first, "You drink first."

Jing Ru humbly said: "No, you carried me up the mountain just now, you are much more tired than me, you drink first."

Ye Zhibing sighed in his heart, this girl is quite considerate, so he didn't argue with her, took a few sips, and then handed the water bottle to Jingru.

Seeing that Ye Zhibing had already drunk, Jingru took the kettle, took a few sips, put the lid on, and said she wanted to carry the kettle on her back.

In fact, the weight of the water bottle will eventually fall on Ye Zhibing's body, so whoever carries it will have the same final result.

But this was Jingru's kindness, and Ye Zhibing couldn't refuse, so he smiled and agreed.

Jingru carried the kettle on her back happily, but she didn't understand the key to it.

But what she thought was that it would be good to take some of the pressure off Ye Zhibing.

After resting for a while, Ye Zhibing stood up and said to Jingru: "Let's go, it's getting late, your master must be very worried about you."

When Jingru thought of Master, she became more worried, and nodded, "Okay, let's go, thank you for your hard work, big brother."

Ye Zhibing smiled without saying a word, squatted down, let Jingru climb on his back, and continued to climb the mountain.

The mountain road is getting more and more difficult, so Ye Zhibing can't help but wonder, is it as quiet as they usually go down the mountain?

And how did those ancient masters think of building a nunnery in such a remote and difficult place.

However, Ye Zhibing didn't ask any questions, and focused on looking at the mountain road to ensure safety.

Jingru cooperated perfectly, always perfectly illuminating the mountain road in front of Ye Zhibing.

Walk slowly all the way, although the speed is not fast, but no matter how far the road is, there is an end.

When approaching the top of the mountain, Jingru pointed to a lighted house on the top of the mountain not far away and shouted happily: "Brother, that's it. That's our Tianci Temple."

Ye Zhibing also showed a smile. It was as hard as it took to carry a person on his back along the way, and now it is finally over.

Ye Zhibing felt more strength and quickened his pace.

After a while, he walked to the lighted room.

The people in the house heard footsteps outside, and the sound came out before the people came out.

"Jingru? Are you back?"

Jingru replied loudly: "Master, I am the one who is back."

Jingru's master came out with a horse lantern, trying to illuminate Jingru.

This is an old woman in her sixties, with deep wrinkles on her forehead and gray hair, but she looks kind and kind.

But when she saw Jingru on the back of a young man, she couldn't help but her face darkened, and she asked coldly, "Jingru, what's going on?"

"Master, I accidentally fell into a trap. Fortunately, this big brother rescued me and sent me back."

But the focus of Master Jingru's attention is not here, but Jingru is on a man's back.

"Come down first, and talk about other things later."