half edge monk half edge king

Shaoxing five years, September 25.Today is Xu Xian's birthday, Bai Suzhen started making noodles early in the morning, preparing to cook a bowl of longevity noodles for Xu Xian.Xiaoqing is playing with flour in the kitchen.Seeing how her sister and Xu Xian loved each other, Fa Hai appeared in her. Since she woke up in the scripture pavilion that morning, there was no one around, and the scriptures she was punished for copying had been neatly stacked together.There is also a bowl of hot tea at hand.

But she didn't take a sip, got up and ran away.Because Xiaoqing remembered her "offended" to Fahai on the night of her sister's wedding.In a panic, he actually passed through the Daxiong Palace. At that time, Fahai was paying respects to the Buddha, and he smiled a little when he saw Xiaoqing's flushed face rushing out.

She has not seen Fa Hai for more than a month.The little novice monk said that the abbot had retreated, and he didn't know when he would be able to leave.Xiaoqing didn't ask again.Bai Suzhen vaguely felt that Xiaoqing had feelings in her heart but didn't know it, that's why she became depressed day by day.Bai Suzhen cared about her and asked her if she was trapped by love, but Xiaoqing asked Suzhen what love was.

Bai Suzhen was dumbfounded for a moment.But the matter of love is not like casting spells and dancing swords. If you teach it patiently, you can learn it nine out of ten. How to teach feelings?Feelings can only be understood by herself.On the night of Xu Xian's birthday, Xu Jiaorong cooked a table of delicious dishes for everyone, and her brother-in-law bought back the best daughter Hong. When Xiao Qing saw the wine, she remembered the night she kissed Fa Hai, and her face turned red before drinking.

That night Xu Xian drank to his heart's content and went to bed early, while Bai Suzhen was tidying up the summer gauze skirt in the small green house and changing into winter thick clothes.Only halfway through the arrangement, Bai Suzhen's hands froze on a monk's robe.

Why is there a monk's robe in Xiaoqing's suitcase?Xiaoqing knows only one monk—Fahai, the abbot of Jinshan Temple.

For more than a month, Xiaoqing has been absent-minded and depressed, like a disease of lovesickness.But it's fine if he's an ordinary boy, why is he a monk?He is also an abbot and an eminent monk.Bai Suzhen didn't know what to do for a while, she couldn't just watch Xiaoqing sink down.

In the early morning of the next day, Xiaoqing was carrying a bamboo basket to collect herbs, but was stopped by Bai Suzhen, "Xiaoqing, I'm going to collect herbs today, you can stay and rest." Xiaoqing nodded and handed the bamboo basket to her sister.Anyway, it is easy to think of the monk after going to Jinshan.

The incense of Jinshan Temple has always been very prosperous. The abbot is an eminent monk who can cast down demons and eliminate demons. The common people love Fahai very much.Bai Suzhen followed the pilgrims into the Daxiong Palace, looked around but didn't see Fa Hai, so she plucked up the courage and slipped into the Buddhist monastery.Only Fa Hai was sitting cross-legged with his back facing her by the lotus pond.

"White Snake Demon, how dare you trespass on the monastery." Fa Hai stood up, but did not look back.

Bai Suzhen put down the medicine basket, walked in front of Fa Hai, and knelt down on her knees, "Master, my daughter is here for my sister." Suzhen clasped her hands together, raised her head to look at Hai, and then said, "My daughter knows that the master has already cut off Fa Hai. In the world of mortals, there is no care, but Xiaoqing is already infatuated with the master."

Fa Hai sighed, and stretched out his hand to help Bai Suzhen up, "My six senses are pure, and you tell the green snake not to hold on to unnecessary thoughts."

"Then Master," Bai Suzhen gritted her teeth, "Master, can you give Xiaoqing a happy ending and let her stop thinking about you. Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. You have the roots of Buddha bones, and you are different from Xu Xian. Xu Xian is only a few dozen years old. After you become a Buddha, Xiaoqing will live for tens of millions of years!"

Xiaoqing, it's not that my sister doesn't help you, it's that you really love the wrong person.After Bai Suzhen left Jinshan Temple, she returned to the hospital with an empty basket on her back.Xu Xian went to school, and Xiaoqing was refining medicine in the backyard. She couldn't help but sigh when she saw her younger sister's much thinner figure.I really feel that it is really a crime to take her around in the world of mortals.

"Xiaoqing." Suzhen called her.

"elder sister?"

"Xiaoqing, you should throw away that monk's robe in the house. It's so strange to have a monk's robe hidden in the boudoir of your daughter's house."

Xiaoqing's hand fanning the stove paused, "I... know." Her eyes flashed, yes, Fahai's clothes are still here.After saying that, Xiaoqing went back to the room, rolled up the monk's robe into a ball, hugged it in her arms and ran out.Bai Suzhen sighed, she really guessed the worst outcome.

It was getting late, and Xiaoqing was pacing repeatedly under the steps of the entrance of Jinshan Temple with the monk's robe in her arms—should I return it? Has Fahai left the customs? There is really no reason to return this robe Come to him.

Holding a stick in his right hand, Fahai stopped halfway up the mountain. He saw Xiaoqing on the steps not far away, kicking stones with his head down, touching the big trees for a while, and looking up at the sky, but he didn't go up.

Reluctantly, "What are you doing here?" Fahai asked and walked up, Xiaoqing was so frightened that she almost lost her footing. She was just able to look at the bridge of Fahai's nose. "I...I." Xiaoqing suddenly blushed, as if she had been poisoned by a centipede a few years ago, her heart was beating extremely fast.

Fa Hai looked at the white clothes in her arms, and Xiaoqing stuffed the monk robes into Fa Hai's arms: "I'll return your clothes!" After speaking, she quickly walked down the steps from Fa Hai's side.

After going down three or four steps just now, Xiaoqing stopped and turned around to see that Hai was still in place.

"Fahhai!" she yelled.

The monk turned his head, Xiaoqing couldn't see his face clearly, but could feel his indifferent breath. "If, I mean if." She swallowed, "If I'm not a demon, and you're not a monk, would you like me?"

West winds are tight.Xiaoqing stretched out her index finger and pointed at him: "You have made up your mind and said it! You you! You are a monk, you don't lie!" She frowned, and tears rolled in her eyes, afraid that he would say that he liked it, and even more afraid of it. He said he didn't like it.

Fahai holds the monk's robe in one hand and the Zen stick in the other.Recited a sentence of Amitabha Buddha.

"If there is no such thing, you can go."