People often ask Abbot Wu Neng where the drunk hibiscus in the temple comes from.Abbot Wu Neng just smiled and said nothing. When he was a young monk, this hibiscus grew there, and it was dug back by his master Wuchen when he was wandering.
Wuchen is a very strange monk, unlike other monks in the monastery who chanted sutras with a straight face all day long, he liked to laugh, and then he would go out to play, and he would go out to practice in the pretense of traveling.
Abbot Wu Neng still remembered that day when Wu Chen hugged the flower pot, his whole face was blocked by hibiscus flowers, followed by a hot-tempered girl who shouted, "Smelly monk, give me back my flowers quickly."
Then Wuchen ran faster.
Wu Neng was not as tall as the hibiscus flower at first, the girl always liked to squat beside the hibiscus flower, with a bitter face, then pinched his face and said, "Little monk, go and persuade your master to return my flower to me, okay?" good."
Wu Neng was so painful that tears filled his eyes, he went back to complain to Wu Chen.
Then pinch again and complain again.
Wuchen looked at himself pitifully until Wuchen couldn't take it anymore, and Wuchen said, "Since it is the flower I saved, then this flower is mine. If it wasn't for me, it would have withered and died right now. It's time to save people." Fate, you should promise with your body."
"...What a promise with your body, if you don't save me, I won't die, okay?" The girl said with her hands on her hips.
Wuchen laughed loudly, "It really is a little flower demon, and the same sentence, what I saved is mine. Let me give you a name."
The girl stared at Wu Chen for a long time with a puffy face, and finally said two words reluctantly, "Okay."
"Naiyun Rongrong, the wind is faint, and the rain is Xiaoxiao. Let me call you Xiaoxiao."
Master always likes to say such long and pleasant sentences, although Wu Neng does not understand them.
Wu Chen stayed next to the drunken lotus every day, and later simply dug a lotus pond and attracted a mountain spring. When Wu Neng was young, he could occasionally see Wu Chen's eyes looking at Xiao Xiao, which seemed to be shining with starlight.
Later he realized that it was the light that Wuchen shouldn't have in the world of mortals.
"The rooster crows, the wind and rain are Xiaoxiao, there is no Liu Biao in the world." Wu Chen said this, and then Xiaoxiao knocked on the head and said, "You are a monk, what do you want Liu Biao to do, besides, you are not allowed to talk about Xiaoxiao."
Wu Chen just laughed and kept saying, "Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao..."
Later, some strange people came to Wuchen, Wuchen stopped wandering around, but Xiaoxiao started to travel down the mountain, and when she met by chance, she still had to jump her feet.
In the winter of that year, Wu Chen was about to go down the mountain, and those strange people were waiting for him outside the mountain gate.All the brothers and sisters persuaded Wu Chen to leave, but he still wanted it.
Unwilling to part with Master, Wu Neng sneaks out to cry at night, but sees Wu Chen sitting next to Drunk Fu Rong.When she found him running out, Wu Chen just smiled as usual, then hugged him and sat next to Drunken Lotus all night, Xiaoxiao didn't come back.
At dawn, it was raining heavily, and Wuchen glanced at the road behind the mountain, "There is dust within ten steps of Shiqiao, and the late rain has not returned."
Wu Neng struggled to keep this sentence firmly in mind, and he would tell Xiaoxiao when the time came.
Since then, the master and apprentice have never seen each other again.As for Xiaoxiao, it took three years to come back.
He told Xiaoxiao about Wuchen, but Xiaoxiao said, "I met him at the foot of the mountain, and he died."
The son of an aristocrat who was sent to a temple to take refuge since he was a child, was forced by his subordinates to restore the great cause of bullshit, and then seek benevolence and benevolence.
Wu Neng cried again, Xiaoxiao hugged him and sat under her flowers all night, and left again at dawn.After that, they all wandered outside, and rarely went back to the temple.
First it was Sister Xiaoxiao, then it was the benefactor, and now, it's Xiaoyou.For decades, only this flower has not changed.
Wuchen is a very strange monk, unlike other monks in the monastery who chanted sutras with a straight face all day long, he liked to laugh, and then he would go out to play, and he would go out to practice in the pretense of traveling.
Abbot Wu Neng still remembered that day when Wu Chen hugged the flower pot, his whole face was blocked by hibiscus flowers, followed by a hot-tempered girl who shouted, "Smelly monk, give me back my flowers quickly."
Then Wuchen ran faster.
Wu Neng was not as tall as the hibiscus flower at first, the girl always liked to squat beside the hibiscus flower, with a bitter face, then pinched his face and said, "Little monk, go and persuade your master to return my flower to me, okay?" good."
Wu Neng was so painful that tears filled his eyes, he went back to complain to Wu Chen.
Then pinch again and complain again.
Wuchen looked at himself pitifully until Wuchen couldn't take it anymore, and Wuchen said, "Since it is the flower I saved, then this flower is mine. If it wasn't for me, it would have withered and died right now. It's time to save people." Fate, you should promise with your body."
"...What a promise with your body, if you don't save me, I won't die, okay?" The girl said with her hands on her hips.
Wuchen laughed loudly, "It really is a little flower demon, and the same sentence, what I saved is mine. Let me give you a name."
The girl stared at Wu Chen for a long time with a puffy face, and finally said two words reluctantly, "Okay."
"Naiyun Rongrong, the wind is faint, and the rain is Xiaoxiao. Let me call you Xiaoxiao."
Master always likes to say such long and pleasant sentences, although Wu Neng does not understand them.
Wu Chen stayed next to the drunken lotus every day, and later simply dug a lotus pond and attracted a mountain spring. When Wu Neng was young, he could occasionally see Wu Chen's eyes looking at Xiao Xiao, which seemed to be shining with starlight.
Later he realized that it was the light that Wuchen shouldn't have in the world of mortals.
"The rooster crows, the wind and rain are Xiaoxiao, there is no Liu Biao in the world." Wu Chen said this, and then Xiaoxiao knocked on the head and said, "You are a monk, what do you want Liu Biao to do, besides, you are not allowed to talk about Xiaoxiao."
Wu Chen just laughed and kept saying, "Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao..."
Later, some strange people came to Wuchen, Wuchen stopped wandering around, but Xiaoxiao started to travel down the mountain, and when she met by chance, she still had to jump her feet.
In the winter of that year, Wu Chen was about to go down the mountain, and those strange people were waiting for him outside the mountain gate.All the brothers and sisters persuaded Wu Chen to leave, but he still wanted it.
Unwilling to part with Master, Wu Neng sneaks out to cry at night, but sees Wu Chen sitting next to Drunk Fu Rong.When she found him running out, Wu Chen just smiled as usual, then hugged him and sat next to Drunken Lotus all night, Xiaoxiao didn't come back.
At dawn, it was raining heavily, and Wuchen glanced at the road behind the mountain, "There is dust within ten steps of Shiqiao, and the late rain has not returned."
Wu Neng struggled to keep this sentence firmly in mind, and he would tell Xiaoxiao when the time came.
Since then, the master and apprentice have never seen each other again.As for Xiaoxiao, it took three years to come back.
He told Xiaoxiao about Wuchen, but Xiaoxiao said, "I met him at the foot of the mountain, and he died."
The son of an aristocrat who was sent to a temple to take refuge since he was a child, was forced by his subordinates to restore the great cause of bullshit, and then seek benevolence and benevolence.
Wu Neng cried again, Xiaoxiao hugged him and sat under her flowers all night, and left again at dawn.After that, they all wandered outside, and rarely went back to the temple.
First it was Sister Xiaoxiao, then it was the benefactor, and now, it's Xiaoyou.For decades, only this flower has not changed.
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