[Green Snake] Raiders Fahai Manual

Before Xiaoqing returned to her meditation room, she went to Xiaobai's room to take a look, saw that she had fallen asleep, and then went back to her room. After washing up, she lay on the bed and pinched the flesh around her waist again.

It is true that she is a little fatter, but it should be okay... Xiaoqing touched the flesh of her cheek again, um, not very fat.

After covering the quilt, Xiaoqing sighed and successfully moved into Jinshan Temple, but she didn't know when Fahai could return to vulgarity...

A good night's dream, the next morning, Xiaoqing went out of the room, and happened to see Xiaobai also come out, rubbing his flat stomach, she dragged Xiaobai to the kitchen.

The kitchen door was closed. When I opened it, it was deserted. The stove hadn’t even been lit. When I lifted the lid of the pot, there was no porridge or steamed buns.

Xiaoqing frowned, did she get up too early?

At this moment, the bell rang not far away, and Xiaoqing suddenly realized that she woke up a little early.

"Let's get up early, go back to sleep and come back later." Xiaoqing said to Xiaobai.

Xiaobai nodded, naturally he had no objection, so the two closed the kitchen door and walked to their meditation room.

Passing through a lotus pond, after turning a corner, we arrived at the meditation room. When Xiaoqing thought about going to sleep and returning to the cage, he couldn't help speeding up his pace, never thinking that he would bump into someone solidly at the corner.

The sandalwood in Qingyuan, the forehead that hurt so badly from the bump, Xiaoqing knew that this person was Fa Hai without opening her eyes.

Xiao Qing looked at Fa Hai's generous chest, and thought about it for a while, covered her forehead and let out a scream, then fell back.

She fell backwards, and she could no longer control her body to fall to the ground. Xiaoqing's eyes widened, but Fahai didn't help her!

Just when she was about to touch the ground, the always warm hand pulled her up.

Her wrist hurt a little, Xiaoqing looked at Fahai's knuckle-knuckle arm between her wrists, curled her lips, it was different from what she thought, shouldn't she put one hand on her waist at this time!

However, you can't ask for so much, after all, Fahai has been a monk for so many years, and he finally held back himself.

The warmth between the wrists disappeared quickly. Xiao Qing looked at Fa Hai's hand hanging by her side, cleared her throat, and asked with a smile, "You came to see me?"

Fahai nodded.

Xiaoqing was pleasantly surprised, what did Fahai ask her to do early in the morning?There was hope in her eyes, and she asked, "What do you want from me?"

"Since you have decided to practice hard, you should appear in the scripture hall before the bell rings, and you can have breakfast after copying the scriptures." Fa Hai said.

This time it was really thunderous, Xiaoqing even felt that her eyes were dark, and she had to get up early and finish copying the scriptures before she could eat?Shouldn't she be asked to sweep the floor in the afternoon?

But... copying scriptures?Xiaoqing's black eyes rolled, and she said to Fa Hai in a coquettish voice, "But I don't know how to write many words, what should I do?"

"The poor monk asked Mingjue to teach you." Fahai said.

Xiaoqing raised her eyebrows slightly, and said directly: "I don't want it, you teach me!"

Fahai raised his eyes at this moment, looked at Xiaoqing for a long time, and finally sighed: "Okay, but you have to study hard."

"Okay, I'll definitely study hard." Xiaoqing smiled, her eyebrows crooked, and she seemed in a good mood. Fahai taught her to write, even if it was copying scriptures, it would be very good!

There were a few people sitting scattered in the Buddhist hall, Xiaoqing glanced at it, and found that the monk Mingjiu was not there, and the young monk Mingjue was sitting upright in the middle, copying the scriptures seriously with his head bowed.

Xiaobai walked into the Buddhist hall with a confused face, Xiaoqing glanced at her, Xiaobai couldn't read yet.

"Fahai!" Xiaoqing tugged Fahai's sleeve quietly, and seeing Fahai turned to look at her, she said softly, "Xiaobai, don't come here."

Fahai looked down at Xiaobai for a long time, finally nodded, and said to Xiaobai, "You don't need to copy Buddhist scriptures today, and the poor monk will find someone to teach you how to read."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Xiaoqing again: "If you really don't know many characters, you can go back with Xiaobai first, and then the poor monk will find someone to teach you how to read."

Xiaoqing shook her head and refused, but Xiaobai nodded, and hurried out of the Buddhist hall, she frowned, as a little demon, she still doesn't like places like Buddhist halls, why does sister Xiaoqing look a little happy?

The monks who had copied the Buddhist scriptures went out one by one. Fahai first walked to Mingjue, looked at his handwriting, then nodded, picked up a scripture, and handed it to Xiaoqing.

Xiaoqing took the scriptures, looked at Mingjue's well-formed characters, and thought of the ghostly symbols written by herself. She looked at Fahai and suddenly thought that Mingjue could teach Xiaobai how to read!To be a demon, you have to be a knowledgeable and cultured demon. She still decided to let Xiaobai learn to read well.

"Why not, how about letting Mingjue teach Xiaobai how to read?" Xiaoqing raised the corners of her lips.

Fa Hai quickly shook his head: "That's not right." After speaking, he picked up a pen, ink, paper and inkstone and walked to the next table.

"Why is it wrong?" Xiao Qing followed up and asked.

"Sit down and copy Buddhist scriptures, don't talk so much." Fa Hai put the things on the table and said to Xiaoqing, obviously not wanting to answer her question.

Xiaoqing sat down angrily, and opened the "Vajra Prajna Paramita Sutra", which was densely packed with scriptures. Xiaoqing glanced at it and felt that her eyes were dazzled. It would be good to ask her to read some drama excerpts. Ask her to read Buddhist scriptures, not to mention copying Buddhist scriptures, so she must not fall asleep?

Mingjue copied the scriptures, washed the pen and put it on the pen stand, and went out. Mingjue had been away for a while, but Xiaoqing was still standing there in a daze. Fahai frowned, and said, "What's the matter?" ?”

Xiaoqing blinked: "I don't understand."

"Where can't I understand?" Fahai took the "Vajra Prajna Paramita Sutra", and his eyes swept over the place Xiaoqing just looked at.

"Where... I don't understand anywhere." Xiaoqing hesitated.

Fahai glanced at Xiaoqing's somewhat bewildered expression, and began to explain seriously. Time passed by, until he finished explaining the two pages of Buddhist scriptures, Fahai asked Xiaoqing again: "Do you understand?"

Xiaoqing came back to her senses abruptly, and nodded: "I understand, I understand, let's start copying."

Fa Hai lowered his eyes and sighed secretly, knowing it at a glance, not to mention whether she understood or not, maybe she didn't even listen.

Xiaoqing picked up the pen, took the Buddhist scriptures in Fahai's hand, put it next to the rice paper, and smiled at Fahai, "Grind the ink for me."

Fahai glanced past Xiaoqing's smiling eyes, rolled up his wide cuffs, and studied ink for Xiaoqing.

After grinding the ink, Xiaoqing dipped the tip of her nose in the ink, and then did not write on the rice paper.

Fa Hai couldn't help frowning, and asked her, "Why don't you write?"

Xiaoqing raised her eyes, but still smiled: "I don't know how to write."

Fa Hai's frown deepened, and he said seriously: "You can't write, but you still laugh?"

Xiaoqing quickly stopped laughing, pursed her lips knowingly, with an innocent look on her face, and said weakly: "Didn't you teach me?"

Fahai sighed, took the brush, and slowly wrote the word "Buddha" on the paper beside him, and said to Xiaoqing, "Look at it."

Xiao Qing nodded, looked at Fa Hai's sharp and correct handwriting, and praised: "It's really well written!"

Fahai acted as if he had never heard of her praise, and only asked, "Do you understand?"

"Before, my sister taught me how to write by hand." Xiao Qing said, looking at Fa Hai with her eyes open.

"What do you want?" Fahai looked at Xiaoqing.

At this moment, Xiaoqing stretched out her hand and put it in front of Fa Hai: "You teach me."

"Impossible." Fa Hai directly turned black.

"Then I won't learn." Xiaoqing put the pen into Fahai's hand, turned around and was about to go out.

"This is the rule." Fahai said.

Xiao Qing turned her back to Fa Hai, and her smile grew wider and wider. Since Fa Hai stopped her at this time, it meant that she had won!

After turning around, Xiaoqing calmed down her smile, drooped the corners of her eyes, and said, "But, I learned this way before." In one sentence, there was infinite grievance.

After a long time, Xiaoqing saw that Fa Hai's ears were slightly red, his face was stiff, and he said, "I will only teach you this time."

"Okay!" Xiaoqing clapped her hands and laughed, and sat down in front of the table, looked at Fa Hai who was standing still, and urged, "Hurry up!"

Fahai took a deep breath, approached Xiaoqing slowly, leaned over and handed the pen to Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing leaned her head back, just in front of Fahai's chest, she pursed her lips and took the brush.

Feeling a shock in Fahai's chest, he quickly stepped back a little and said in a bad tone, "Green Snake, what are you doing?"

Xiaoqing squinted her eyes, very dissatisfied, and turned her head to Fahai: "You still call me Green Snake? I followed you into Jinshan Temple to practice and you still call me Green Snake?"

Fa Hai was taken aback, but didn't refute. After thinking about it, he felt that this was a bit wrong.

"You called me Xiaoqing before, but now you are so cruel and call me Green Snake..." Xiaoqing was aggrieved, and raised her sleeve to cover her face.

"Xiao...Xiaoqing, quickly copy the Buddhist scriptures." Fa Hai said.

Xiaoqing suddenly put down her sleeves, turned her head to look at Hai, and saw the blush around his ears gradually expanding. She was very satisfied, and believed that Fa Hai would be willing to return to vulgarity for her soon...

Xiaoqing held the pen, and this time it was her who urged Fa Hai: "Hurry up, I'll eat steamed buns after copying."

Fahai stretched out his hand, and his fingers barely touched the pen holder in Xiaoqing's hand. After dipping in the ink, he was about to write on the rice paper.

Xiaoqing was dissatisfied, she let go of her hands and turned to look at the sea, and asked, "Is this the way you teach by holding hands?"

if not?Fa Hai, who had never taught others to write by hand, was stunned and asked, "Why?"

Xiaoqing reached out and snatched the pen from Fahai's hand, took it for herself, then reached out and put Fahai's hand on her own, seeing Fahai's big hand wrapping her hand, Xiaoqing smiled contentedly, and said to Fahai : "This is hands-on teaching."

Fa Hai felt like getting an electric shock, quickly withdrew his hand and said, "It's impossible for a poor monk to teach you like this."

"But you promised me!" Xiaoqing already had a way to deal with it, and said with a smile, "Zen Master Fahai doesn't count his words, does he?"

Of course, Fa Hai couldn't allow himself to say nothing, so he could only hold Xiao Qingrou's boneless hand and write the words in the Buddhist scriptures one by one on the rice paper.

Fahai was very uncomfortable, but Xiaoqing who was in front of him still said, "Slow down, I can't learn if you are too fast."

Fa Hai could only show ten times more patience than Jiao Mingjue, while reciting the Buddhist scriptures silently, while slowly writing stroke by stroke.

Xiao Qing didn't pay attention to what was written on the paper. She looked at Fa Hai's hands folded with hers, and the corners of her mouth turned up, but she couldn't stop.

Finally, after copying a whole rice paper, Fa Hai stopped, glanced at Xiaoqing's red hands from being pressed hard, and said, "That's it for today. You can practice writing yourself when you have time."

Xiaoqing put down her pen, and was about to pester Fahai to let him continue to teach herself, but she never thought that when she turned her head, a piece of warmth and softness stuck to her lips.

The author has something to say: Thanks to Adizai and Li Jiajia for their nutrient solution~

Xiaoqing: The first step in teasing a man is to touch the little hand to get√