As the leading figure in Nixiang Pavilion, Xia Yunxi is always committed to repaying his kindness and repaying his debts. Have you ever encountered such a thing as having nowhere to do if he wants to repay his kindness?

So she has been troubled by this problem. She clearly wants nothing. She can't beat the monk and force him to accept his kindness, right?

Thinking of this, she aimed at the handsome monk sitting opposite her closed eyes, clenched her fists and let go, and hurriedly forced herself to turn her head away. Forget it, if she couldn't control herself, it would be ungrateful.

On the surface, Yuan Xing was closing his eyes and pondering, but in fact he was calculating the days with the cicada in his heart to see when he could escape from the sea of ​​suffering of darkness.

Originally, he didn't care much about the current situation of being blinded, and just thought it was a rare opportunity to practice meditation.

But for some reason, recently he always felt a sense of urgency in his heart. This feeling had been fulfilled many times before, which made him dare not take it lightly.

I'm afraid there will be trouble, but I just don't know where the trouble comes from? Is it the woman sitting opposite or something else?

He asked Jin Chan in his heart, but unfortunately Jin Chan couldn't help with this. To put it nicely, this guy is the system. In fact, he is not even as good as the little beans he raised. In addition to the shortcomings of hair loss, Xiao Dou can also make him happy on weekdays.

What about the golden cicada? It will also open a door, and not talk about the rest of the function, but often use its floating words to disgust people.

Alas, I miss Xiaodouzi a little, and I don’t know how it was doing at my parents’ house. I think it should be good. I spent so many days last time I went home and ignored it, and I was afraid that I would really forget his old master, as my old master.

The two of them were thinking about their own thoughts, but the rain outside was getting heavier and heavier and did not stop until the evening.

The raindrops were wrapped in the slanting wind and sprinkled in the courtyard. There were dripping sounds around it. The pavilion seemed to be covered with layers of bead curtains, and everything outside was blurred.

The flames on the small stove were burning, and the kettle above was steaming, rising to a high place and scattering. On this cold rainy day in early summer, the interior of the pavilion seemed to exist in another space.

As if it was smelled of heat, Xia Yunxi, who was immersed in his thoughts, woke up first, quickly stood up and picked up the kettle, and slowly poured the hot water into the purple clay teapot.

After making the tea, she put the tea bowl in front of Yuanxing: "The tea is ready, Master, please use it."

"Thank you." Yuan Xing also came back to his senses, smiled and nodded, touching the tea bowl? He picked up his hands and held it? He blew the heat on it before taking a sip.

Near the night? Cold and rainy tea? This atmosphere has been the favorite of literati and scholars since ancient times. Maybe you will be very excited about poetry? The previous sentence: Guests come to tea and wine at the cold night, and the bamboo stove soup boils and fire is just red.

It’s a pity that these two here? The beauty is ignorant and is in the evil way? The monk’s family has a lot of knowledge but is reincarnated in Buddhism. One likes to fight and kill people the most, and the other is used to keeping his duties. And their only common point may be that they can’t pretend to be elegant.

Is the surroundings quiet again? Only the sound of rain continues.

Finally? Xia Yunxi couldn't stand this atmosphere at first. She suddenly pulled out a stack of silver notes from her arms, and slapped them on the stone table without counting them.

This was extremely disturbing, and even Yuanxing, who had fallen into deep thought again, was almost shocked.

"Master, I really don't know how to repay the life-saving grace? I have some silver notes here, so why not accept it? I think it will take some time to expand temples or provide relief to refugees in the future."

"Master Shi left?" Yuan Xing came back to his senses? This sentence suddenly appeared.

"It's not necessary to bother you for two more days. Since your injuries have recovered a little, I will leave tomorrow morning." Xia Yunxi glanced at the monk with resentment. Then he gritted his teeth suddenly. He said to himself viciously in his heart, "I won't serve you anymore."

Yuan Xing nodded, but said, "It is the duty of a monk to help the poor and the needy. How can I covet the donor's money? You might as well take it back." He was about to leave, why do you want the silver notes in this world? Keep them for souvenirs?

"But I really don't know how to repay you." Xia Yunxi was deeply distressed. She also thought that the other party was not short of money, but she really didn't know how to repay you. Should she still promise her?

"If you really want to repay me, there is no way." Yuan Xing didn't know her entanglement. After thinking about it, he said again: "If the donor has less life and does more good deeds in the future, it will be considered to be a reward for me."

"This... do your best!" Xia Yunxi hesitated. She was even more a knife from Ni Xiangge when she walked around the world. It was impossible to say that it was impossible not to kill people, but it would be no big deal to do more good deeds.

Seeing that he really didn't seem to accept the bill, he responded in a muffled manner and put the bill back in his arms.

Yuan Xing couldn't see the expression on her face, and only thought that she had completely listened to her words. She couldn't help but laugh, and she felt like she had saved another lost soul.

"By the way..." Xia Yunxi suddenly turned pretty and asked, "Can you moisten your chili sauce for me?"

Yuan Xing was stunned for a moment before nodding: "Yes, the donor can take it all." He is not a stingy person, not to mention that the chili sauce is really not delicious, and I have tired of eating these days. Anyway, there is only half a can left, so I don't feel sorry if I give it.

"I'll go buy a small jar tomorrow morning." Xia Yunxi's previously low mood suddenly became louder.

Yuan Xing didn't react at first. After a while, he understood what the other party meant. He planned to send the glass bottles directly, but he thought it was inappropriate.

Therefore, he raised his hand but said nothing.

He thought the conversation was over, and when he was about to get up and go back to the room, Xia Yunxi suddenly became shy again: "Master, I have a reluctant request."

"Oh?" Yuan Xing turned his head in confusion.

"Can you play that song again?"

"Simple." Yuan Xing asked why, but he just asked him to play a song, which was nothing wrong with it. So he sat down again, touched the pipa, and in an instant, the gentle and gentle music appeared in the courtyard again.

At this time, he was already familiar with the score of the entire "Rain Broken Jiangnan". He played it more skillfully than before. He also became in a good mood because he finally had the possibility of getting rid of trouble. The whole song was played more smoothly and naturally.

Xia Yunxi listened to the melodious and beautiful music, stared at the monk holding the pipa for a moment. After a long time, she sighed quietly after the song stopped. Unfortunately, the monk and she were not the same person as her.

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The next day, Xia Yunxi left early.

Yuanxing finally returned to his previous state. Every day, he was chanting scriptures and sleeping, and playing the piano.

After a few days like this, his living conditions were better than before. Because of his diligence in practicing, his playing level has been significantly improved. The inn will naturally be listened to by people coming and going. After a while, guests or inn friends will come to him to listen to music. When he is resting, he will talk a few gossips with him, but he will not be lonely like before.

However, I originally thought that the trouble had been away, but the urgency in my heart still existed. He, who has always been very worried, stopped thinking about it for a while. Random thoughts will only cause more troubles to him, and it is better to deal with it calmly.

I just hope that trouble will come later, and it would be better if he could see it before it would appear.

Well, the so-called crow's mouth is like fate.

It was another rainy night. Yuan Xing stood in front of the window, listening to the sound of the rain hitting the leaves. When he was alone in the darkness, the sound became extremely wonderful.

When he stood up and was about to close the window and go to bed, he was suddenly shocked by the business of a heavy object falling to the ground.

"What...is this?" He thrust his face and asked helplessly in his heart.

"One person, a woman in white." Jin Chan's answer was exactly the same as last time.

"You must not tell me that it is still the female donor."

"You guess..." Jin Chan replied only two words.

Yuan Xing realized it instantly, and then rubbed his eyebrows in pain.

Is this still over?
Chapter completed!