[Quick Transmigration] The strategy is wrong!

It's unscientific that there are no faucets in temples these days...

But this kind of unscientific thing really exists, Xiaoqing who has already gone to the well in the backyard to pick up several buckets of water with a wooden bucket is almost drunk.

The palm of the pampered hand has been reddened by the hemp rope for a long time, it hurts... qaq

But she also worked hard, filling the water tank with well water and collecting firewood and leaves as fuel.

Well, can you make another complaint, why use this ancient method to start a fire in this age when coal already exists.

Xiaoqing, who was holding a fire book in his hand and didn't know how to do it, could only ask the almighty System Lord for help.

【Ding!Do you... like your life now? 】

What?what's that?What are you talking about? Xiaoqing, who didn’t hear clearly because she was bending over to chop wood with an axe, blinked her eyes in confusion: “You’d better tell me how to use the fire pocket, my dear! Please! Don’t tell me any more I'm going to starve to death, if I starve to death, no one will complete the task for you! So you still love..."

【Ding!Let me ask you, do you like your life now? 】

This time Xiaoqing heard clearly, she put down the ax with a bang, and touched her forehead with sweaty hands.

The clear white clouds, the bright sunshine, and the gentle breeze... She didn't have a fever.

"Then what, Mr. System, are you okay? Why do you suddenly ask me such a question?"

【Ding!I am normal! 】It's so normal that I won't be dragged by your topic this time, the system said: 【I ask you, do you want to abandon it?Completely abandon this controlled life? 】

This kind of question is always so heavy to remember, Xiaoqing didn't want to answer it too clearly: "Didn't it be said a long time ago? You have the same function as Aladdin's magic lamp, can you let me be reborn, let me go back to see my mother? Maybe that's what I want."

Ciao's wish is not to be the villain who destroys the world and to become Ultraman who saves the world.

The wish for Aladdin's magic lamp is so small, Xiaoqing is even moved by herself!

【Ding! ...I have nothing in common with you. 】

Xiaoqing twisted her head: "I think so too, um, so please tell me how to use Huozhezi first, please qaq" If you don't give her the correct way to use it, someone will really starve to death.

[…] Sure enough, I shouldn't expect much from her IQ.

after an hour,

Regardless of the hot hands, Xiaoqing hurriedly opened the lid of the pot. It was the first time to use the food made by the original method, probably...

(⊙v⊙) Hmm.

How should I say it?Xiaoqing, who was covering her nose, could only think of four words to describe it.

Holy crap!

What emanates from not far away is not a smell of food that seduces people, but a burnt smell that makes people want to block their noses and stay away from this place... *smell.

"Can I eat it? Probably... yes."

What the hell is this!

Xiaoqing stared at the black thing in the cauldron that was pushed into a ball and could not be discerned, blinked, opened, blinked, opened, blinked, opened... still nothing changed.

"Balala Little Demon Fairy, please give me the power of the dragon god, Amen... Transform into a delicious roast chicken! Transform into transform into transform!"

Throwing down the spatula, Xiaoqing rubbed her flat stomach, and squatted in the corner to draw circles.

Go to the abbot to ask for food, will she give it?

The eyes she looked at her just now obviously didn't have any kindness [No!

She hates herself, doesn't she.

It is also obvious to others that she is an ascetic monk. She came to disturb her practice by herself, and now she can't even handle small things like eating. The abbot will hate her.

Although she usually doesn't care about whether a stranger like the abbot likes or hates her, but now is not a normal time, but the current situation is that Lin San will throw her here for a while...

People are under the roof.

Still have to eat.

Abbot here I come! ! !

The attic passes through the pavilion.

Although the temple is small, its collection of books is also very rich.

The Huayan Sutra, the Lotus Sutra, and the Shurangama Sutra.Ruyi Treasure Wheel King Dharani, Disaster Elimination and Auspicious Mantra, Merit Treasure Mountain Mantra, Zhunti Mantra, Holy Infinite Life Determining Bright King Dharani, Medicine Master's Enlightenment Mantra, Avalokitesvara Inspiration Mantra, Seven Buddhas Sin-killing Mantra, Rebirth Mantra, Great Auspicious Goddess Mantra...these Buddhist scriptures, the three major scriptures, the three major mantras and ten minor mantras, the four Agama Sutras, and many others, the ten great prajnas, one Nirvana, etc. Books are neatly arranged on the shelves in different categories.

The small attic is full of bookshelves, Xiaoqing can only walk sideways in order not to touch the bookshelves...

The place is already small, abbot, is it really good for you to put so many books?

In order not to twist her waist, Xiaoqing could only carefully walk through the many bookshelves to reach the only room in the attic, um, or it should be said that it was the abbot's special study.

The wind blows the navy blue door curtain. Xiaoqing accidentally glanced at the scene inside.

The abbot, wearing a blue cloth and holding a Langhao pen, stood in front of the wooden table, concentrating on silently writing Buddhist scriptures.

He is so serious about writing Buddhist scriptures that it would be really nice for her to bother him now!

But she is really hungry =, =

Xiaoqing opened the curtain and walked in lightly. The incense of Buddha worshiping the Bodhisattva filled the room. Xiaoqing rubbed her nose and squeaked to explain the purpose of her visit.

The abbot's eyes were cold, and he was silent after listening to Xiaoqing's complaints and inquiries.

If you don't speak, I won't open my mouth either.

The two people were in the same space, and there was a strange and awkward atmosphere.

Xiaoqing couldn't help twitching the corner of her mouth: "Abbot, do you feed me? Aren't monks compassionate? Don't you just have the heart to watch me starve to death? Do you have the heart? Do you have the heart? Do you have the heart?"

The abbot shook his head.

Then Xiaoqing finally got food, a bun with spicy cabbage!It was so touching that she felt like she was alive again.

"Hey, little nun!"

——The steamed stuffed bun is spicy. I have never eaten it before. I didn’t expect it to be so delicious!

"Hey, that little nun over there!"

——After eating one, I want to eat another one, no way, only four are not enough.

"Hey, that little nun over there eating buns."

——Ahhh, buns are really delicious, but Xiaoqing, the little nun who eats buns, turns her head to look around, it seems that she is the only one eating buns around here.Xiaoqing, who was leaning on the railing, came to her senses, she swallowed the remaining buns, raised her head and said, "What's the matter with you?"

"Of course there is something wrong. Miss Ben has called you for so long and I haven't heard you. She devoured the steamed stuffed buns without leaving any crumbs. You are a starving ghost reincarnated. Do you know who I am? Do you know... you What's your name?" Ming Luo, who was complaining to Xiaoqing at first, finally saw the appearance of this little nun who dared to ignore her.Then she murmured: "Looking back at Bai Meisheng with a smile, Liugong Fendai has no color."

It was only then that Ming Luo, who was ignorant and ignorant, knew the meaning of this ancient poem that was forced to recite.

Damn concubine Yang Guifei Zhao Hede counts as wool!The little nun is really stunning!

Ming Luo unceremoniously handed the rose to Xiaoqing who was just helping his brother: "Little nun, this is Rose, the name is Blue Enchantress, and it comes from the Netherlands. Do you know where the Netherlands is? It's a foreign country... …Abroad is fun, do you want to go to have fun? I can take you there.” Ming Luo ambiguously blows into Xiaoqing’s ear, “Foreigners are all yellow-haired and blue-eyed, and they are all tall and big , do you want to go and see it? It’s so boring to stay in this monk’s temple.”

Xiaoqing's eyes are like unmined chalcedony.

The clear, ignorant, and childlike world makes one unable to resist painting her world in black.

Ming Luo is willing to be this painter.

She felt excited just thinking about it, dragging the angel into hell, her cheeks were flushed, her breath was short, and she said, "Little nun, have you tried the taste of steak? Medium-rare steak is bloodshot, topped with black pepper sauce, it tastes so delicious." Call a sweet."

"..."

"Little nun, have you ever tried to float in the air in a hot air balloon? Soaring in the air like a bird, speed, excitement..."

Xiaoqing continued blankly: "There are still changes."