Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

  Chapter 1082 Become a Buddha with one thought (39)

  Eighteen years later.

  Everywhere.

  When a light green light flashed across the sky like a meteor, the perched birds in the dense forest were startled and flapped their wings.

  The sound of flapping wings, the rustling of leaves, and the tireless chirping of cicadas interweave in this silent valley, converging into a leisurely and pleasant afternoon forest symphony, which is extremely quiet.

  Green grass grew randomly on the ground, and squirrels jumped from one end of the treetops to the other, pulling down the pine cones on the tree.

  The light green light landed silently and landed behind a big tree.

  A light blue brocade corsage dress appeared, swirling, drawing a beautiful arc in midair.

  The slender and white fingers were resting on the trunk, and the dark brown trunk made the thin fingers as white as jade, and the roots as white as onions.

  The beautiful and attractive girl, when she appeared behind the tree trunk, was silent and no one noticed.

  Put his head out, those bright and smart eyes quietly looking outside, as if waiting for something.

  She waited for a while, and when she saw someone coming, she quickly retracted her head.

  Standing behind the tree trunk, he opened his small satchel, and took out a slender bamboo leaf green from inside.

  Zhuyeqing trembled, not daring to move at all.

   It was the pretty girl, who gave it a stare and signaled it to bite herself.

   "." Zhuyeqing didn't dare to bite, not even to death.

   Shut up tightly, body stiff.

   She glared at it.

  Do you want to bite?

   Don't Bite!

   No way, bite me!

   Don't Bite! !

   Poor little Zhuyeqing and her will bear it to the end.

   "." She was so angry that she threw it on the grass.

  Zhuyeqing ran away in a hurry without looking back.

  The beautiful beauty folded her arms, looked down at her feet, and was thinking whether to twist her feet.

result,

   A warm and soft voice suddenly came from behind, and he was caught off guard, breaking the silence of this valley.

   "Girl, what are you doing here?"

  The beauty was frightened and turned her head suddenly.

  But he saw a monk in plain clothes standing behind her with a basket on his back, looking at her quietly.

  The eyebrows are delicate and peaceful, and the corners of the lips are slightly curved.

  His face is gentle, elegant and polite.

  The sparse sunlight fell on his shoulders, as if casting a layer of soft light and shadow on his body, like the clear and moist Buddha light on the lotus platform, holy and free from dust.

   "." The beauty blinked and looked at him.

  Looking at the herbs in his back basket, she suddenly bent down, covered her ankles, and hissed.

  Wrinkled her snow-white face, she looked at him cautiously.

   "I was just walking and accidentally twisted my foot."

   "It hurts so much, I can't walk."

   "Little master, can you help me?"

  The monk looked at her gently.

   Qingrou's eyes fell on the ankle she was covering, and then looked at her face, quietly, not knowing what she was thinking.

   "." The beauty is weak, leaning against the tree trunk, her face pale, looking at him eagerly, biting her red lips slightly.

  The pure-hearted and ascetic monk slowly withdrew his gaze, his eyes were dark, he clasped his hands together, and saluted with lowered eyes.

   "Girl, this little monk has a little knowledge of medical skills, and also a little understanding of bruises."

   "There are no doctors nearby in this barren mountain. If the girl doesn't dislike it, the monk is willing to take a look for the girl."

  The weak and delicate beauty shook her head with tears in her eyes.

   "It's okay, as long as the little master can help me, thank you little master."

  She leaned on the tree trunk, and Baba looked at him.

  (end of this chapter)