Youtanhua raised his eyebrows, walked to Mu Fusheng's side, and sat down on the other side of the cave entrance, only an arm's length away from Mu Fusheng.
She patted her chest and said, "Hey, you can go to bed. I'll be fine as long as my sister is here."
She, Youtanhua, has always been a person who follows her heart. Even if this person could please her because he resembled Mu Fusheng, she should take more care of him.
Mu Fusheng, however, did not move, still meditating on the same spot without saying a word.
He thought to himself: "This girl just kept vigil for that man with an extraordinary face, and now she wants to keep vigil for me. How many men does she want to provoke?"
When Youtanhua saw that Mu Fusheng had no reaction, she felt offended. She said angrily: "Hey, I'm talking to you."
Mu Fusheng lowered his eyes and said coldly: "I don't need you to take my place."
"?" If you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty? You Tanhua was so angry that he couldn't help but feel angry.
If this were in Nanyang, this man would have been executed on the spot by her. It was really a tiger being bullied by a dog, and even a pretty boy dared to touch his face. You Tanhua couldn't help but let out a harsh breath.
From the corner of his eye, Mu Fusheng saw the girl's face flushed with anger, and couldn't bear it. He slowed down his tone and said softly: "Girl, you can sleep a little longer. You will be tired tomorrow, I can do that.
"
Youtanhua raised his brows, and the depression in his heart was relieved a lot, and he immediately said: "Are you concerned about me?"
Mu Fusheng sighed and said, "Yes."
Youtanhua moved his buttocks and moved closer to Mu Fusheng, and said with a smile: "I'm fine, I often can't sleep at night, I have insomnia, hehe."
Mu Fusheng turned his head and was dazzled by You Tanhua's smile for a moment. When he realized what he was doing, he immediately reached out to grab You Tanhua's wrist.
But You Tanhua carefully dodged it, and she smiled and said: "Hey, don't you have a fiancée, why are you grabbing my hand?"
Mu Fusheng choked and said, "I want to feel your pulse. I have some medical skills."
"You want to treat my insomnia?" Youtanhua said with a smile. She laughed at his overestimation of his abilities.
Does this arrogant person think that if he has some skills, he can cure her insomnia? As everyone knows, in this world, only the reincarnation of the Buddha, the little monk, watches over her every night, so that she can sleep.
"You don't have the ability." Youtanhua said disdainfully.
Mu Fusheng's good intentions were abandoned, and he no longer wanted to pay attention to this uncertain woman, so he clasped his hands and continued to chant sutras.
Udanhua glanced at him sideways and thought: "He is just a Buddhist demon, and he still chants sutras all day long. He is already a demon, but he really thinks that he is a Buddhist, and he doesn't even shave his hair. It's really
It’s time to stand again, tut tut tut.”
However, Udanhua remembered that her young monk, a Buddhist cultivator, was not ordained, but how could he compare with the young monk?
Youdanhua raised his head and looked at the moon, but he didn't know what happened to the little monk in Nanyang? Has he made another breakthrough? When she gets out, he won't become a Bodhisattva directly, right?
Why did the little monk close his eyes and not look at her when she entered the secret realm? Didn't he know that she would be sad?
As he thought about it, Youtanhua's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his head gradually drooped. Soon, Mu Fusheng felt the steady breathing of the person next to him who was sleeping.
He turned to look at Youtanhua in shock. She had just said that she had insomnia and couldn't sleep at night...she still wanted to keep vigil for him?
Did he fall asleep within a short time of burning the incense?
Udanhua hasn't slept a whole night since he entered the secret realm. The running and fatigue for many days suddenly came back. Now he is sleeping soundly, and his head is picking at rice bit by bit like a chicken, but it does not affect him at all.
The quality of her sleep.
Mu Fusheng moved in the direction of Youtanhua by accident, stretched out his hand to support her head, and then placed it on his shoulder.
After completing a series of actions, he clasped his hands together with a guilty conscience, said "Amitabha", pretended that nothing happened, and continued to chant sutras.
Youtanhua leaned on his shoulder, seemed very comfortable, and whispered in his sleep "little monk".
Mu Fusheng's body immediately stiffened, and an electric current seemed to rush from his spine to his brain. Suddenly, he had a splitting headache.
But he still sat upright and remained motionless in the meditating posture. Even though his head felt like it was about to explode, he did not want to disturb Udanhua's sweet dream.