When Gu Nuoer went there, Kongjue was lying on the roof, carefully repairing the tile roof.
"Brother monk~" A soft and waxy voice came from behind.
Kongjue didn't look back, he thought he was hallucinating.
After all, the ruined temple he was in was located deep in the mountains, so remote that no one knew its location.
What's more, how could Gu Nuo'er, a delicate little princess, trek to find him?
However, his two apprentices, counting one and two, held on to the ladder and exclaimed: "Master, master, there are two beautiful people at the door!"
Kong Jue looked back and saw Ye Siming holding Gu Nuo'er and holding a bag of things in his hand. The two of them were standing at the door.
The little guy waved his white and tender hands, his watery eyes curved into crescent moons, and he smiled happily.
On the contrary, Ye Siming beside him looked lazy and a little casual.
Kong Jue was stunned: "Why is the donor here?"
He went down the ladder, and Gu Nuoer also jumped from Ye Siming's arms to the ground.
Holding two bags of cakes in her arms, she ran over with all her strength and lifted them up for Kong Sui.
"Brother Monk, you haven't been here for several days. I'm afraid you'll starve to death, so this is for you to eat!"
Kong Jue was stunned, clasped his hands and shook his head: "Thank you for the kindness of the little benefactor. The poor monk is not hungry. Please take it back."
"How about that? I'm here. Besides, the two little bald brothers behind you look very hungry!"
Kong Jue turned his head and looked behind him. The eyes of the people on the first and second counts were widened, and they couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
Usually the food in the dilapidated temple is simple, and the two children only eat clear soup with little water. Seeing such two big bags of food, they couldn't help but want to eat it.
Kongjue knew that he had treated his two children badly in normal times, but that was just how he practiced hard.
He sighed and took it anyway: "Thank you so much, little benefactor."
Gu Nuoer smiled and shook her little feet behind her little hands: "No thank you, no thank you~"
Kongjue handed the package to the first and second ones, and the two young monks did not forget to put their hands together and bow to Gu Nuoer: "Thank you, donor!"
Gu Nuoer smiled sweetly.
The count one's face immediately turned red.
Ye Siming sneered coldly: "Little brat."
The way he chuckled made Shuyi feel that this big brother was really difficult to get along with!
Shui Yi quickly lowered his head, turned around and ran away to enjoy pastries with Shui Er.
Kong Jue took Gu Nuo'er and Ye Siming into the main hall: "I would like to invite you two to have a cup of tea, but the temple is simple and only has bitter tea. I don't know if you are used to drinking it."
Gu Nuoer led Ye Siming forward and said, "You'll know after you try it!"
Kong Jue glanced sideways at the cold and unruly young man.
Entering the main hall, you will see the statue of the real Buddha.
When the time comes, will this powerful monster reveal its true form?
If so, how should he protect Gu Nuoer from being frightened.
Kongjue hesitated for a moment, still thinking whether to let them follow him into the palace.
Unexpectedly, Gu Nuoer had already pulled Ye Siming and stepped in.
Kongjue: "Hey..."
It was too late to say anything to stop him, it seemed that it was God's will.
Whenever the spirits see the statues of the true Buddha, none of them will reveal their true colors, and if they have low-level skills, they are likely to disappear into ashes.
Kong Jue followed them and looked at Ye Siming's back cautiously.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Gu Nuoer came in, he let go of Ye Siming's hand and ran around, looking curious everywhere.
"Wow, brother monk, this altar is so old!"
Ye Siming raised his head, narrowed his eyes, and stared at the tall statue.
He sneered: "Smelly old man, has been imprisoned?"