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Chapter 47 The poor monk also wants to return to the vulgar (15)

"Why don't you hide??!"

The girl felt a little remorseful.

"If it can calm you down, let me do anything."

On the second day after Jiang Ci left, he felt uncomfortable all over, and his eyes were dim and absent-minded all day long.

His eyes swept over every place where the girl often stayed, but he found nothing.

He admitted that he panicked.

I'm a little scared.

The abbot soon felt that his mind was no longer here, or that his body was mixed with the smoke and fire of the world, and his heart was no longer as pure as before.

Thoughts drifted away.

That day, the abbot talked to him alone, he stared at Huikong for a long time with deep eyes, and then said: "It's fate after all."

When he was silent, the abbot had already thought of a way out for him: "Since you are not calm, then return to vulgarity."

Huikong pursed his lips, bowed deeply to the abbot, then packed his luggage and prepared to leave.

When he left, he looked at the monastery for a long time. Huikong grew up here and never thought of leaving here. Unfortunately, things backfired, and his ideals always failed to catch up with reality.

He turned out to be vulgar, which was a result he never thought of.

However, if you want to say regret, Huikong stroked his heart, that's not true, if it's Jiang Ci, then everything is worth it and everything is meaningful.

Feng Jin (Hui Kong) came back to his senses and saw the girl's delicate cheeks, and suddenly his heart softened.

Leaning on Jiang Ci's shoulder, dependent and clingy.

"I have returned to vulgarity. If you want to get married, I will marry you with a ten-mile dowry."

Jiang Ci raised her eyebrows, but she didn't push the man away, she just asked nonchalantly: "I haven't promised to forgive you yet, you are already thinking about getting married."

Hearing this, the person on the shoulder stood up: "Don't you forgive me? If you don't feel relieved, just beat me and scold me."

If only I could forgive him...

He really couldn't bear a second without her.

The man's originally cold face was aggrieved and pitiful, like a little lost animal.

The long hair was tied with a thin white headband, smooth as silk, black and shiny.

Today's Feng Jin is still dressed in fluttering white clothes, but in Jiang Ci's eyes, it lacks the aura of not getting close to strangers before.

She was planning an abacus in her heart, but her face was serious, with the corners of her mouth raised, and she smiled brightly: "That's good, it's done!"

Feng Jin nodded.

result.

The next moment, a pair of hands began to mess around on the head, and after a while, the soft and flowing hair became a mess.

The girl smiled heartily, the man looked at her helplessly and dotingly, he was laughing while you were making trouble.

The days of ease did not last long, and the journey speeded up, and we soon arrived at the disaster area.

The sight of desolation, the formerly bustling town is completely devastated, but the streets that should be crowded with people are empty, which is chilling.

The doors of every household are tightly closed, which shows the tension of the situation.

The general said with emotion: "The plague is like a war without gunpowder smoke. When will people stop being anxious about the word plague."

Jiang Ci pursed her lips: "There will be."

In the future, with the development of science and technology and the happiness and peace of mankind, there will be corresponding measures for the "terminal disease" that has been discolored in ancient times, and it will not be helpless like in ancient times.

Silence.

Everyone thought that Jiang Ci's words were just comforting words, and no one believed that there would be a cure for the plague.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man hurried over, dressed in brocade and silk.

The soybean-like eyes narrowed into a slit.

(End of this chapter)