The whole world is pampering me how to break [Quick Transmigration]

The little monk stood beside the bed, frowning slightly, his always clear and clear eyes were full of exhaustion, the bottom of his eyes was black and blue, his eyes were condensed somewhere on the quilt, wet, it looked like... …

He sighed helplessly, picked up the quilt as if resigned to his fate, and walked towards the door step by step. The sun was soft and warm, but he narrowed his eyes slightly uncomfortably, wondering what happened to Yueyue?The sun is so good, he should be basking in the sun, right?A picture gradually emerged in his mind, and the little monk raised his lips slightly.

Looking at the back of the little monk going out, a certain rabbit in the house was rolling happily, covering its mouth with its paws desperately, but still let out some laughter that sounded like a thief, hey, he couldn't see himself, himself Why cover your mouth?The rabbit who suddenly reacted let go of his paws and laughed wantonly.

Ha ha ha ha!Let him bully Yueyue!Wetting the bed!Ha ha ha ha!

That's right, the water stains that suddenly appeared on the little monk's quilt were Qingheng's masterpiece.

I hope someone will come by this time, otherwise it will be a lot less fun!

With the intention of watching a play, Qingheng rubbed his belly that ached from laughing, then pinched his face that was about to freeze from laughing, and walked out of the little monk's room swaggeringly.

"Hey, junior brother, are you...wetting the bed?" Qing Heng heard the senior brother's teasing words as soon as he came out, and a gloating smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"No...no..." The little junior brother blushed, and explained seriously, with a gesture of waving his hands.

"Oh, it's okay, little brother." The senior brother smiled and said, "Did you not have a good rest these two days, and you even picked up the wrong book for chanting this morning." There was a smell of scrutiny, I really didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, who knew that the younger brother would be interested in the words of the gifted man and the beautiful woman, it really is true that people can't be judged by their appearance, and the sea water can't be measured, there is something hidden in the heart of such a pure and shy little brother. What a beast!

"Uh..." The little monk opened his mouth with a bitter face, but after all he didn't know how to explain it. Could he say that the scriptures in front of him turned into scriptures when he blinked?Don't say that senior brother doesn't believe it, he himself can't believe it either!Could it be that he didn't wake up and took the wrong book?

Seeing the little monk scratching his head and looking at a loss, the senior brother comforted him, "Junior brother, senior brother knows that everyone will be young and frivolous, but you'd better pay attention, don't be fooled by the master again." I see." Eldest brother looked like I understood, glanced around quietly, handed him a book calmly, blinked his eyes, "Put it away, be careful." After finishing speaking, he He waved his hand and left gracefully.

The little monk glanced at the book stuffed into his arms in a daze, and his face turned darker in an instant. Isn't this the main culprit who caused him to be punished by his master for copying Buddhist scriptures?

The real culprit, Qingheng, was too happy to do it. How did the Buddhist scriptures become the scriptures?Qing Heng looked at the sky and spread his claws, I don't know either!

The little monk yawned, and walked towards the house listlessly, it was time to grind ink and copy Buddhist scriptures.

Qingheng lay beside him and watched the little monk yawning while studying ink, and he was a little tired watching him, so take a break when you are tired, the rabbit's eyelids kept fighting, and finally they stuck together, and there was a sound of happiness snoring.

Qingheng: Lord Rabbit doesn't snore!Lord Rabbit doesn't want to lose face!

When Qing Heng woke up, he stretched comfortably, and looked closely, the little monk had also fallen asleep. From the corner of his eyes, he saw the brush and ink on the table, his sleepy rabbit face A smirk appeared on the face.

Immortal Qingheng, who had a hundred percent jumping ability, landed perfectly on the table, picked up the writing brush aggressively, and dipped it into the inkstone pool fiercely. Looking at the delicate little face of the other party, he showed a devilish smile.

Hehehe, Master Bentu will make you a national treasure in a second!Qingheng rubbed his chin and admired his masterpiece with a smirk. Speaking of which, that kind of creature called a panda is really cute, but it’s a pity that the previous world has already established a country and cannot become a spirit, otherwise I really want to have sex with them friend's.

Qing Heng was thinking about things, but the little monk who was quite close to him suddenly started to mutter, "Yueyue, Yueyue..."

The sudden sound scared Qingheng back suddenly, almost fell off the table, still in shock, he carefully looked at the little monk, and found that the other party was just talking in his sleep, Qingheng patted his small chest, hmph, it's called Yueyue I can't save you, you invincible scumbag!

Put the writing brush in the inkstone pool n times clockwise and n times counterclockwise, and swept it wildly. Seeing that the hair on the brush was going to be bald, Qingheng reluctantly fished it out. This momentum seemed to be a big deal.

The little monk who fell asleep over there didn't know it, he was falling into a nightmare, and the scene that was too real made his breathing quicken, "Yueyue, don't, don't..."

Hey, he cried?Qing Heng, who was holding up the brush and was about to start, suddenly stopped, and saw the tears of the little monk running down the corners of his eyes, to the corners of his mouth, black ink winding down his face along with the tears, obviously a very funny expression Qingheng couldn't laugh at the scene, he seemed to be unable to do anything!He threw the brush on the desk irritably, causing the ink to overflow, but he didn't care about it.Obviously the little monk is also missing Yueyue, why should he avoid Yueyue?

Qing Heng sighed, I really don't understand, I don't understand, feelings are really a complicated thing, I miss him so much, but I still want to force the other party to leave...

Qingheng felt a little uncomfortable, unlike the resentful mood when he came here, his mood was a little complicated at the moment, and he felt a little distressed for Yueyue and the little monk.

The little monk woke up from a nightmare. The clear moist feeling on his face made him unconsciously raise his hand to touch it. Seeing the ink marks on his white palm, he was stunned and wiped it a few more times. The ink on his face As if inexhaustible, his hands became darker, but what he remembered now was the first Mid-Autumn Festival spent with Yueyue, the two of them played games that night, rock paper scissors , both of them were painted as big tabby cats by the other party, Yueyue drank osmanthus wine and kissed him, he still can't forget the taste of that kiss, it was so sweet and intoxicating, he laughed as he thought about it, very happy.

When the elder brother came, he saw such a scene. The younger brother seemed to be insane, crying and laughing, his face was full of wet ink, black and white, and he was shocked , stepped forward quickly, "Junior Brother, Junior Brother!" He shouted loudly, but the person in front of him didn't respond at all.

The senior brother panicked and slapped him hard on the shoulder, trying to wake him up. What made him happy was that the junior junior brother's eyes were finally not as dull as before, and his own eyes appeared in his eyes. reflection.

"Big brother, big brother, I miss Yueyue, I miss Yueyue, I really really miss him..." The little monk had tears streaming down his face, his emotions collapsed, his chest heaved and heaved, repeating over and over again With this sentence.

Before the elder brother could figure out how to comfort him, the little monk fell headlong and passed out. Fortunately, the elder brother caught his head quickly, otherwise it would hit the hard table and it would be another big bag.

"Junior brother, little brother..." No matter what the senior brother called him this time, the little brother didn't wake up.

He quickly put his junior brother on the bed, and hurriedly went to find a senior brother. That senior brother was very good at medicine, and he often went down the mountain to see a doctor for the villagers. He also cured all the big and small diseases in the Prajna Temple .

Of course, this matter cannot be hidden from the abbot, when he hurried over, the eldest disciple was sitting at the table listening to someone talk about writing the prescription.

"Abbot..." Seeing the visitor, the monk got up and said respectfully.

"There is no need to be polite, the important thing is to see a doctor." The abbot glanced at the little apprentice lying on the bed with a bad complexion, secretly guilty, and blamed himself. He was angry for a while when he read the script this morning, so he didn't notice such a bad complexion. He was also punished for copying Buddhist scriptures.

The monk nodded and continued to concentrate on his pulse.

"Senior brother, how is the little brother?" Seeing him get up, the senior brother hurriedly asked.

"Excessive worrying, shortness of breath, the body has reached its limit."

The faces of the master and apprentice changed suddenly.

"Medicine can only cure the disease, not the heart. To untie the bell, one must tie it."

"Then master, I'm going to get the medicine for my junior brother first." The prescription has already been prescribed, so I need to get the medicine quickly.

"Go." The abbot stroked his long white beard, looked at the figure of the eldest disciple walking out in a hurry, and said, "I have something to ask you when I get back."

The eldest brother stopped suddenly, turned his head to meet his master's clear eyes, and thought in his heart that he really can't hide anything from his master!To untie the bell, the person who tied it has to be tied, and the younger brother has to rely on months and months for his illness!I used to think that the two are just brothers, but now it seems that it is not that simple!

The abbot sat by the bed and wiped the face and hands of the young apprentice himself. This child has been with him since he came to Banruo Temple. He is well-behaved and obedient. A good candidate, but he never thought about it, maybe this is just his own wishful thinking, how can he devote himself to the Buddha if the world of mortals is not broken, that's all, just let it go.