Story of Yanxi Palace: I will protect the pure white moonlight!

"Li Bai, Junior Sister Li Bai."

"Shut up." Wei Yingluo's eyelids were still open, and when she sensed a shadow covering her head, she turned her back impatiently, and was about to continue tearing up with Duke Zhou.

Studying in the temple was monotonous and cumbersome. The master always had no intention of teaching her the real skills, but taught her to read a lot of scriptures that taught people to be born in meditation.

Yesterday, because she couldn't recite the Lotus Sutra, the master asked her to lie indoors and copy the books. She copied until midnight, so sleepy that she fainted, and she didn't even go to the morning class in the morning.

Brother Lide came to the door, probably because of the fact that she didn't attend the morning class.

Thinking of this, Wei Yingluo pursed her lips and fluttered her long eyelashes, still maintaining a sleepy posture with her eyes closed, and muttered: "Brother, don't rush me. I'm still a child, and if I don't sleep enough, I won't grow taller. If I am not tall, I will be bullied. It is not a big deal for me to be bullied and humiliated, but it is a big deal for my master's face to be hurt. For the sake of my master's face, please leave me alone and let me sleep."

"You look like this. Master will definitely reprimand you when he sees you." Lide was stunned by Wei Yingluo's shameless behavior. The eyes let him out.Afterwards, she directly grabbed Wei Yingluo's quilt and lifted it off.

Wei Yingluo gripped the quilt extremely tightly, she was getting hairy.With a twist, Xiumei turned over and sat up on the bed,

"Brother Lide is going to fight with me?"

"Huh? Who are you?"

What about Lide's little bald head?Wei Yingluo looked behind the beautiful woman, her expression turned cold.

The beautiful woman chuckled and let go of her hand.Sitting lazily on the edge of the bed, Wei Yingluo's swollen appearance was reflected in her light glass-colored eyes, and she said with a smile, "Little girl, do you treat your master and senior brother like this every day? You lose your temper and want to fight every now and then? You're really capable." .”

Wei Yingluo: "..."

"Who the hell are you?" No one likes to be ridiculed by a stranger for no reason, not to mention that this person can openly enter his private territory and provoke her in her place.

Wei Yingluo calmed down, and hid her fists as big as bean paste under the quilt, making an innocent and ignorant look, "Who is Auntie? How do you know Baibai's common name?"

Fang Shiqian: "..."

Raising her hand to lightly tap Wei Yingluo's forehead, Fang Shiqian smiled and said, "Okay, stop acting. Your master has already told me about you. Yingluo, do you want to learn real skills?"

"If you want to be a master, shouldn't you declare your family name?" Wei Yingluo plucked her small ears, seeing that the other party was not murderous, she didn't bother to act. "Besides, you want to be my master, have you asked old monk Fa Ci for advice? He may not be able to teach me, so what are you?"

The most important thing in life is to have self-knowledge.Although she is young now, she looks like a little girl.

But in this world, the one who can teach her skills and convince her from the bottom of her heart seems to be...

Damn it, Wei Yingluo covered her head in pain, "Oh, my head hurts."

She seemed to have forgotten something very important, and every time she wanted to find this memory, her brain began to ache, as if someone was holding a sharp needle and poking her celestial cap continuously.

There was even a strange Sanskrit voice from the Buddha lingering in her ears, telling her to let go, let go of her obsessions.But what obsession does she have to let go?

"Please," Wei Yingluo panted, feeling that she was about to lose her breath. "Find... find my master..."

Master can save her!

She also had headaches with milder symptoms a few times before, and the master massaged her head, and she recovered.

Now, I can only beg the master.

For the first time, the stubborn little face showed a frail emotion of fear of death, and Wei Yingluo tightly clenched Fang Shiqian's sleeve with her small hands.

Fang Shiqian was frightened by Wei Yingluo's sudden pale complexion, got up in surprise and suspicion, and quickly hugged the fallen Wei Yingluo in her arms. "Yingluo? Yingluo!"

The little girl was dripping with cold sweat, her little face was in pain, and the temperature on her body dropped at an appalling speed.

Fang Shiqian's face became more serious, she hugged Wei Yingluo tightly, kicked open the door, and flew out.