The moonlight covered the ground with silver frost, and looking up at the sky, there were stars all over the sky.

It has to be said that in a world not polluted by modern technology, even the air is fragrant.

Su Li sat on the stone bench, smelling the fragrance of the bamboo forest that was far or near, feeling a little drowsy.

"Donor, it's cold here at night, why don't you go to bed and rest."

After Jingzhu finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something.

"Amitabha, it's the young monk who has not thought well. There is also a woodshed in the small courtyard. Let the young monk clean it up and move in for a while. If the donor does not dislike it, I will clean up the guest room where I lived before, burn incense and sweep it, so that the donor can stay for a while."

"No, it's too much trouble."

"Amitabha, if you are convenient for others, you are convenient for yourself. There is no need for trouble."

Su Li: [How come this little monk can't understand? If she moved to another room, how could she still play tricks on Fa Yuan?But he is quite enthusiastic, many times better than Fa Yuan. 】

"If I let the young monk...not...Master Jingzhu move to the woodshed, I will have an uneasy conscience. An uneasy conscience will lead to a lack of firmness in the Buddha's heart, and it will be impossible to achieve the purpose of practice."

"Besides, Master Fayuan is an eminent monk who is hard to find throughout the ages. Being able to get close to him is my blessing in my previous life. If I can get his guidance, I will be willing to die... Master Jingzhu, please help me."

Seeing what the female benefactor said so sincerely, Jingzhu was deeply moved. If a fairy can be so motivated, why should he not work hard?

"Donor, the word master cannot be used, so you can just call me Jingzhu. Then I wish the benefactor that all his wishes will come true, that he will gain enlightenment as soon as possible, and that he will attain enlightenment and become an immortal. Amitabha~"

Su Li didn't want to hear him recite Amitabha anymore, so he quickly changed the subject: "Brother Jingzhu, are you and Fayuan the only ones in this small courtyard?"

Jingzhu: [What is your little brother’s name?It sounds pretty good. 】

Jingzhu clasped her hands together and was about to say "Ami" again... when she was interrupted by the female donor.

"It's like this. My uncle left Jinming Temple a year ago to travel. I was only arranged by Master two months ago. Master hopes that I can study more with him and take care of his daily life at the same time. And three meals a day.”

Su Li suddenly shuddered when he thought of tonight's plate of black and yellow vegetables and thin tofu soup.

Su Li: "Then your uncle is like this every day, doesn't he have any entertainment?"

Jingzhu thought for a while: "Uncle Master meditates and chants sutras every day. If there are monsters and ghosts coming and going, Master will go to subjugate them. Sometimes he won't come back for ten days and a half."

"For recreation...does playing chess count? My uncle has a very good jade chess set in his room, and he occasionally lets me play with him, but I am no match for him every time, so he doesn't like to call me. "

Playing chess...this is a good way to pass the time.

Su Li: "You come with me now to get the chessboard and play chess with me, or I will tell your uncle that you are harassing me."

Jingzhu: "Amitabha, monks don't lie. Donor, you..."

Su Li: "Go quickly, or I will drag you away!"

Jingzhu: "Donor, men and women give and take..."

"Hey... Donor..." Jingzhu was dragged away by Su Li.

When they arrived at Fayuan's room, Jingzhu was shaking like chaff, and she gingerly took out the chessboard and laid it out under Su Li's gaze.

Seeing his cowardice, Su Li wanted to laugh a little and deliberately spoke loudly.

"Brother Jingzhu, you don't understand this. As the saying goes, a small hermit hides in the wild, a big hermit hides in the city. This kind of cultivation can only be done better in such a noisy environment. So we are here Help your uncle!"

After listening to this, Jingzhu raised her head and quietly looked at the motionless person sitting in front of her.

From the time he walked in until now, the uncle has kept his eyes closed and looked calm. I guess what the female donor said makes some sense.

After such a frightening battle, Jingzhu gradually became more courageous after seeing that his uncle was not annoyed.

only……

What does it mean to apply ink on your face?When did you say there would be a penalty for losing?

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