Princess, the little monk is polite!

"Brother, how can you take other people's banknotes? They have already taken out 500 taels to save you. Now add your 100 taels, and the total is 600 taels. How many lifetimes will it take for me to pay you back!" Kong covered his head, fearing that even a few lifetimes would never end.

"What a stupid junior brother!" Liaochen lay on the bed, humming a little song he heard a few days ago, "I don't need to pay back a copper coin! You really think they are good people, but they also want to go to Longshan Temple to steal It’s nothing more than a master of martial arts.”

Liao Kong frowned: "Even if they wanted to steal the teacher, it's not wrong to save your life and mine along the way, anyway, I don't agree with you doing this! No, I'll go to them and make things clear. !"

"Hey, what are you doing?" Liao Chen saw Kong got up and walked towards the door, and hurriedly stopped her, "Oh! My dear brother! You can just help the brother, but actually, the brother doesn't want to let her go." They went to Longshan Temple, but you said it before, they saved our lives, and we took so much money from them, how can you repay this kindness!"

Liao Kong brushed off his dusty hand, "Let's pay back the money we owe slowly..."

"You're almost done, you said it yourself, 600 taels!" Liao Chen stretched out his left hand and made a gesture of six. Don’t forget, we’re monks when we’re free.” Liao Chen patted his bald head, “What’s a monk? You can’t start a family, you can’t have a wife and children, and when you die, who will pay back the money! But you can’t go to the Palace of the King of Hell and still live in peace!”

Liao Kong patted his head, six ring scars were clearly printed on his head, what the brother said was indeed true!

"Then, what to do then?"

Liao Chen glanced at Kong, and after hearing her question, he knew that this guy had let go of his mouth now, and hurriedly answered: "In the end, don't Engong and the others just want to go to Longshan Temple, so let them go , we are just responsible for leading the way, and don’t care about other things. Think about it carefully, are there still few people who have gone to Longshan Temple to steal teachers in these years? But which one is successful? So, don’t worry anymore !"

"Yes, but..."

"But what?"

Liao Kong rubbed his cheeks: "I always feel that something is wrong."

Liao Chen stared at his eyes and shook his head: "Sure! It's all set! It's set! Don't think about it anymore, it's getting late, let's go to rest, we have to hurry tomorrow!"

Liaokong looked at Liaochen who had fallen on the bed, and she sighed helplessly in her heart.

"How far is this Longshan Temple?"

Jingyang was so tired that he was out of breath, and even Qiu Bao couldn't take it anymore. In fact, it's not their fault. Who would have thought that Longshan Temple was hidden so deeply, and they had already turned over. The first few mountains, there is a feeling of going farther and farther.

"It's almost here! After crossing this mountain, it's almost a day's walk." Liao Kong pointed to the top of the mountain in front of him.

"What! I have to go for another day! My mother, I'm going to die!" Jingyang and Qiu Bao started to lose their temper.

After a while, he looked at Jingyang, who was sitting slumped on the ground, and pursed his lips, "Brother, is there a village in front of this?"

In fact, Li Chen was too tired, but everyone didn't say anything, and he was too embarrassed to open his mouth. Now that they couldn't walk anymore, he nodded along with the trend: "Yes, there is a village."

Liao Kong walked up to Jingyang, "Can I still go? It's just ahead."

Jingyang shook her head, "It's no good, my feet hurt too much." As long as she exerted force, her feet hurt like needles.

"Are your feet?" Liaokong looked at Jingyang, and squatted down with his back to her: "Come on, I'll carry you on my back."

"..." Jingyang bit his lip.

And Qiu Bao on the side also shook his head vigorously at her, with such a back, wouldn't everything be revealed, absolutely not!

"I can walk, I can walk by myself." Jingyang gritted his teeth, endured the pain and stood up.

Liao Kong frowned and looked at her, "Can you really do it?"

"Well, we martial arts people are not afraid of pain." Jingyang nodded.

It's not easy to object if she insists so much, after all, she wants to save some face for them in the martial arts.

The original half-hour journey took more than an hour because of Jingyang's relationship, but fortunately, they finally arrived.

"Thank you, benefactor!" Liao Kong thanked their hosts.

The people in the countryside are also simple and honest. Seeing her thank you so much, I feel embarrassed, and waved my hand, "Our family is also a Buddhist. We have always respected monks, so you don't have to be so polite, little master."

Then put down the vegetarian food and went out.

After the meal, Lao Kong went out on the pretext of having something to do, and Liao Chen didn't bother to talk to her, and fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed after a tiring day.

Jing Jing and the others stayed at another family's house, and went out to see them when they were free.

"They are here." It was an old lady who brought her here.

Put your palms together and thank you.

"Master Jing, you are a young monk."

As soon as Jingyang took off her shoes, she heard Kong's voice, and hurriedly hid her feet under the quilt before letting Qiubao lead her in.

"Master Liaokong, what's the matter so late?" Jingyang asked with the pain in his foot.

"Poor monk, poor monk wants to see Benefactor Jing's feet." For some reason, Liao Kong felt strange.

Jingyang blushed all of a sudden, and spat in his heart, unscrupulous smelly monk!

"The poor monk thought, the benefactor in the foreground said that his feet hurt, and it might be worn out. The poor monk saw some antidiarrheal and anti-inflammatory herbs outside the house just now, so he wanted to use them for you, but he didn't know that you were injured. How about it, that's why I said I wanted to see your feet." Liao Kong didn't know what he was explaining, so he just wanted to explain.

Jingyang's feet were worn out a long time ago, and the clothes he took off were stained with blood.

"Then, that's my fault, Master Kong."

Jingyangmo stretched out his feet slowly, and slowly moved his hands over Kong, the hand felt so good that Kong even forgot what he was here for, all he knew was that these feet were extremely smooth, round and soft The toes are full, and the soles of the feet are spread out in the palm of my hand, and I hold them tightly. How can I have such small feet!

"Did you take a good look at it?" Jingyang had never been looked at by someone's feet like this, it was itchy and numb, in short, this strange feeling surged all over his body.

"Ah! Oh!" Liao Kong woke up after being called out like this, hurriedly looked at the wound, turned to Qiu Bao and said, "Please trouble Master Qiu to bring a pot of hot water over here."

"Why didn't you say it earlier, it's already broken like this!" Liao Kong felt a little distressed, but he didn't know whether it was the feet or the person.

The hot cloth wiped off the dirty blood on Jiao Jing's wound, and chewed the herbal medicine brought in his mouth, and gently applied it to Jing Jing's wound.

"It will hurt a little, but it will be fine in a while." After spitting out the herbs, Liao Kong had a big tongue.

"What's wrong with your mouth?" Jingyang heard something wrong, why can't this person even speak clearly?

Liao Kong shook his head, but his mouth was a little stiff, "It's okay, this ~ medicine has an anesthetic ingredient, and it will be fine in a while~."

After taking the time to apply the medicine on her, he turned around and walked to Qiu Bao, still sticking his tongue out, "Here~take the medicine, change it every three~hours~, tomorrow morning~OK!"

Putting his hands together again, "Amitabha, little monk, let's go first."

Qiu Bao looked at Kong's back, shook his head, and said to himself, "Oh, what a nice person, it's a pity he's a monk!"

At this moment, Jingyang was blushing and thinking about the way Liao Kong was caressing his feet just now, and was suddenly pulled out by Qiu Bao's words, and patted his flushed face a few times, blaming him in his heart: Jingyang, you What are you thinking!She is a monk!wrong!Even if she is not a monk, it will not work!Because it is impossible for the father to agree.

This night, Jingyang was a little disappointed.