Although the speed has been accelerated, the town is still missing when the sunsets westward.

It seems that he can only deal with it for a night in the wild. Yuanxing secretly scolded himself for making mistakes, while looking for a place to stay overnight, and finally found a dilapidated building on the hillside by the river.

Yuan Xing observed and confirmed that there was no one else inside, so he tied the horse to the half-broken doorpost. Then he led Hong Qingyao to the abandoned temple with three rooms, stepping on the weeds.

I don’t know how long it has been abandoned, but the walls and gates have long been hidden among the weeds. The east wing room also collapsed and could not be entered, leaving only the west wing room and the main hall.

Yuan Xing saw the still complete statue of Guanyin in the hall at a glance. He hurriedly put together his tens of people to worship and led the little girl to the side hall. He first saw whether the building was solid, and then cleaned up a place. Then he picked up the dry materials nearby, lit the bonfire, and placed a sleeping bag.

At this time, the sun had set in the west, and only a trace of afterglow was left with light and heat. While he could barely see, Yuan Xing came to the main hall, cleaned it up, and then used the broken wooden barrel found in the side hall to take water from the river, wet the towel, and began to carefully wipe the Guanyin stone statue, while Hong Qingyao stood beside him and watched him busy.

After doing all this, it was completely dark. Yuan Xing looked at the main hall that looked very similar and sighed with satisfaction.

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Perhaps because of the first time she spent the night in the wild, Hong Qingyao was lying in a soft sleeping bag. Although her expression seemed as dull as usual, she refused to close her eyes and fell asleep. Seeing that she was like this, Yuan Xing knew that her chance to use her specialties had come. She immediately told her the fairy tale of a rabbit fighting wits and an eagle that she made up. However, after this long and boring story, the little girl was still full of energy.

Yuan Xing couldn't help scratching his head. He couldn't think of what to say for a while. He suddenly caught a glimpse of the shadow he cast on the wall. He felt a move in his heart and immediately had an idea.

Now he repeated the story just now. However, this time, he said, his hands crossed in front of the bonfire, causing the projection on the wall to change in various shapes. Sometimes it was an eagle soaring in the sky, and sometimes it turned into a smart and clever rabbit. He was able to perform vigorously, and Hong Qingyao on the other side actually sat up and ran to him, and began to dance his hands like him. So, on the wall of this side hall, there was a small bird not far from the big eagle, and a small lion stood beside the little rabbit. As for the small problem of saying that this story is too different from the previous version, it is really nothing.

Yuan Xing kept his mouth, but his eyes were always on the face of the little girl beside her. There was still no expression on her face, but her beautiful big eyes were shining under the flames.

It seems that this girl’s psychological disorder is not as severe as she imagined, and there is still a lot of hope for salvation. Well, take your time, the situation will always be better, and the heart is filled with a sense of accomplishment.

After spending a month together, he treated Jin Yuanzheng with his disciples. But Yuanxing didn't like this person. I really don't know how the abbot became friends with him. Just from the treatment of Jin An, you can see how cruel and hypocritical he is, he is not the same as himself.

If it weren't for the task on his head, he would have been away from him and would not want to see him. The reason why he agreed to Jin Yuanzheng's request was just because of the compassion and compassion of the Buddhist disciples. He really felt sorry for this little girl with a miserable life.

After thinking about it carefully, he taught Xiaoxiaomi martial arts and worked as a teacher to help the bear kid, but he never devoted himself to taking care of a child as he is now. He was still a little girl with psychological problems. Seeing that the other party was doing well under his careful care and his condition was developing better, he felt that he had done the right thing. Although he lost the opportunity to meet his master, he saved an innocent child. This time travel was no longer a loss...

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When Yuan Xing was in the temple, he thought about going home, but after he returned home, he began to miss his master and his senior brother. His parents gave birth to him and raised him and taught him to love him, but the master and his senior brother in the temple also had the grace of educating him. He was stuck in the middle and naturally could not give up on both sides. Benevolence, people are such a contradiction, and they never know what satisfaction is.

That night, I'm afraid it's been so many years since I went down the mountain. It was the closest night to Tianchan Temple. Even the smell in the air was exactly the same as when I was practicing hard in the temple. The starry sky in the hole on the roof was so familiar.

Tonight was very peaceful, without any mosquitoes, snakes and ants, and there were no inviting guests coming late at night. Yuanxing could also rest against the wall. Maybe it was because he had thought about something at night and dreamed about something at night, or maybe it was because he was too tired to rush on the road. Yuanxing, who rarely dreamed since his practice, began to dream as soon as he closed his eyes.

The dreams are all about life in the temple.

In a trance, he seemed to have returned to Tianchan Temple. It was his second year of becoming a monk. He had already adapted to his boring practice life. At that time, his studies were not too heavy and his work was easy. He was only responsible for cleaning the yard and the main hall.

But the little novice monk also has his own troubles. Although spring is not as full of fallen leaves as in autumn, the swallows are back.

The two birds built nests on the eaves, and then kissed me as if no one was around. Yuan Xing swears that he would never have envy, jealousy and hatred. It would be fine if they lived there, but they were too careless about hygiene. When they woke up early in the morning, there would be more bird poop on the stone platform under the eaves.

This thing looks both disgusting and difficult to clean. There will be traces on it after it is cleaned. You can only use a rag to dip it in water to wipe it clean. Yuanxing, who is a little obsessed with cleanliness, will naturally be troubled by it. It's all right. The ground that has worked hard to clean will be occupied by... the next day. If you look closely, it's still in the same position.

Yuan behaved so long that he gritted his teeth at the bird's nest, but the honest child could not think of any good solution at that time, so he could only ask the third senior brother who seemed the smartest.

After receiving some advice, Yuan Xing didn't know whether he had lost his mind or was fooled by the scriptures, so he really found a bamboo pole to stab Yanzi's house.

When the swallow returned to the nest, it naturally made a whine and searched. The situation was seen by the passing master, so Yuanxing was in a tragedy. Not only did the palm of his hand be hit by a board, but he also stood in the yard with a basin of water on his head for an hour. But when he was punished, the third senior brother, who was the initiator, laughed gloatingly.

How could he bear this? But he was too small at that time and could not come up with any idea to take revenge.

It was a coincidence that day, when he saw the third senior brother going to the clean room, Yuanxing had an idea, found a stone and tiptoed over. Then, he threw the stone into the pit, and was very proud at that time. This time, he had to let the hateful third senior brother wash his clothes. But I wonder if it was the first time he did such an immoral thing and had no experience, and he actually missed it. Then... he quickly met the abbot's blue face...

Yuan Xing opened his eyes suddenly and woke up from his dream. For him, the abbot was so intimidating.

It was still not dawn at this time. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, added a few firewood to the bonfire, and suddenly curled his lips and snorted: "This dream is... too unreal."

Well, how could I do such a stupid thing? It must be because I love life in the temple that I have such an absurd dream, absolutely.
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