Female Supreme: Population is in crisis, I have a fruit-bearing tree

"Yes, it's you!"

When he saw Su Qinghe's face clearly, Wuwang's already panicked heart became even more panicked.

He took a few steps back uncontrollably, with red clouds on his cheeks.

"Su, Su Donor...why are you here?"

Wuwang looked at the candlelight, then at the table, but never at Su Qinghe.

Dead memories suddenly came back to life.

Su Qinghe looked calm, not as embarrassed as he was.

"It's a long story. There are soldiers everywhere in Lingyan Temple. I want to hide here for two days."

Wuwang was stunned. "Are those soldiers here to arrest Su Shi?"

"Not all." Su Qinghe shook her head and explained things to him briefly.

"The county magistrate is planning a rebellion!" Upon hearing this, Wuwang covered his mouth in disbelief.

"Then what should we do? Will the abbot, my brothers and uncles die?"

Running around in circles without any reason.

"Amitabha! Buddha bless me... I will be a vegetarian and chant the Buddha's name for the rest of my life... Oh! And the abbot and my fellow brothers and sisters are the same..."

He was completely confused, with his hands clasped together and muttering non-stop, but fortunately he still remembered the officers and soldiers outside and deliberately lowered his voice.

Su Qinghe felt dizzy and rubbed his eyebrows, then quickly held the man down.

"I told you it's useless to pray to the gods. These soldiers won't leave even if you pray all night."

"You might as well ask me for help instead of asking those gods who don't know if they exist or not. At least I am alive and I am standing in front of you right now."

After saying this, Wuwang looked at her steadily.

"Please, if you had a way, why would you hide here from me?"

Su Qinghe didn't know how to answer for a moment.

After thinking for a while, she sat down on the chair. "Wait for the right time."

"Anyway, you just need to know that I'm here to save you."

Wuwang bit his lip. Now that things were like this, what was the point of him believing her or not.

"Then why did they arrest you?"

Su Qinghe was too lazy to answer the nonsense question he asked, and just looked around the Zen room.

Seeing that Su Qinghe ignored him, Wuwang pursed his lips and spoke again.

"What if they can't find you?"

"Will the pilgrims who come to burn incense tomorrow also be arrested?"

"..."

Wuwang asked questions one after another. He knew that what he asked were all nonsense, but in the current situation, he was flustered and just wanted to find someone to talk to.

Before, he was the only one in the room and could only talk to himself. Now that Su Qinghe was there, he couldn't control himself at all.

Seeing that Su Qinghe had been silent, Wu Wang thought for a moment and changed the subject to ask her.

"Master Su, have you had dinner?"

Hearing this, Su Qinghe looked up at him. "I've eaten. What? You haven't eaten yet?"

If she didn't eat it, she could give him some to shut up his talkative mouth.

Wuwang didn't know that Su Qinghe actually had such an idea, but when he saw that Su Qinghe was finally willing to pay attention to him, he felt happy and felt that he had found his direction.

You can't ask about treason, you can talk about family matters. This is the conclusion Wuwang came to after asking so many questions.

So he became like a chicken with its blood pumped up, speaking eloquently.

"I have eaten too. But... I am a little hungry now." Wuwang scratched his head.

"What did you have for dinner, Mr. Su? I had a bowl of plain noodles, a steamed bun, some dried radishes, and the green vegetables in the bowl were also very delicious."

"Brother Kongsang put less salt today, so it's a bit tasteless... and today's lunch..."

Wuwang counted on his fingers as he spoke. He even remembered clearly how many pieces of radish he had eaten and how many vegetable leaves were in the bowl, and even remembered his dining experience today. He was completely immersed in his memories.

Su Qinghe scratched her ears. She shouldn't have answered him.

Wuwang finished recalling all his experiences and then realized that he had said too much. He turned the Buddhist beads in his hand embarrassedly.

"I only cared about myself, Mr. Su, I'm really sorry."

Su Qinghe waved her hands awkwardly. "It's okay."

"The temple is poor, but the chef can make such simple dishes taste so different. I really admire him."

After hearing what Su Qinghe said, Wuwang's face turned even redder.

"The vegetarian food in the mountain temple tastes very bland. I have been eating this since I was a child. I can naturally taste the difference after eating it a lot. I'm sure that Mr. Su can't get used to it, right?"

Wuwang lowered his head and couldn't help but look up to secretly observe Su Qinghe's expression.

Su Qinghe did show disdain on her face, "Well, I still like to eat meat."

Seeing this, Wuwang couldn't help but become curious.

"People in the secular world seem to like eating meat very much. I have never eaten it, and the temple never cooks it. I have only smelled the aroma a few times when I went down the mountain with my fellow brothers and uncles to buy meat. It smells delicious, but I don't know what it tastes like."

Seeing how curious he was, Su Qinghe kindly explained.

"Meat... there are many ways to cook meat, and the taste is different."

Su Qinghe thought about it.

"For example, braised pork has a ruddy color and a soft texture; sweet and sour spareribs are sweet and sour, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside; steamed pork with rice flour melts in your mouth, fatty but not greasy..."

Wuwang listened attentively, with a hint of longing in his eyes. He raised his head, a little absent-minded, as if he was imagining the taste described by Su Qinghe.

Seeing this, Su Qinghe became interested. While he was not paying attention to her, she took out a piece of dried meat from the space.

"I don't have what I just mentioned, but I have some dried meat in my hand. Since you are so curious, do you want to try it?"

Su Qinghe said this, tossing the dried meat in her hands.

Wuwang looked in the direction of the voice, feeling panic-stricken, and quickly waved his hands.

"No, no, no! I am just curious. Monks are compassionate and cannot kill. How can I eat meat?"

"Donor Su, please keep it for yourself. Thank you for your kindness."

Su Qinghe smiled and continued to seduce.

"It's okay to eat it once in a while, and didn't you just say you wanted to eat meat?"

"I remember the Buddha said something like this, didn't he? In the three realms, the mind is the master. Those who truly observe the mind will ultimately be liberated. Those who cannot observe the mind will ultimately perish."

"Follow your heart, isn't that what the young master said?" Su Qinghe teased.

Wuwang frowned, "Is there such a sentence in the Buddhist scriptures?"

He muttered to himself but didn't dare to show it, for fear of being laughed at by Su Qinghe.

"But if the abbot finds out, he will definitely punish me..."

Seeing that he was somewhat moved, Su Qinghe added fuel to the fire.

"Didn't your abbot think what I said in the hall that day was right? He even said that I taught you a lesson! I believe that he will agree with me this time when he knows it."

When Wuwang mentioned what Su Qinghe said in the palace that day, he was stunned.

The abbot was very appreciative of Mr. Su.

Thinking of this and looking at the dried meat in Su Qinghe's hand, Wuwang swallowed unconsciously.