Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

The Huguo Temple covers a large area, and the area Yan He has walked through in the past few days is less than one-fifth of it.

All day long, apart from walking around the courtyard and the main hall, he just wandered around the bamboo forest.

If you have a mobile phone, you can check it online.

But with a cell phone, she probably wouldn't try to find other things to do.

Thoughts drift as I walk.

She didn't even know when the person in front of her stopped. Fortunately, when she was about to collide with him, she subconsciously leaned back.

Avoided the contact between the two.

Jia Xuan and the others stood ready: "Donor, please put it here. It's flat and quiet here, and no one will disturb you."

Yan He then raised his head and looked around carefully.

They were walking along the stream. There were almost no small stones in this place, only small pieces of sand.

It feels soft when you step on it, yet it's surprisingly firm.

It is indeed much better than the purple bamboo forest. Even the trees are dozens of meters away, which is enough for her to run.

There is even a pavilion two meters away, which obviously shows that there are people coming here on weekdays.

"Thank you, Master Jia Xuan."

The little beauty has a pretty face and a smile in her bright eyes.

Today's white silk skirt is different from the usual bright ones, with a touch of softness.

When I looked at him, I felt an infinite sense of closeness.

The Buddhist disciple twisted his Buddhist beads, turned around and went into the pavilion and sat down with a gentle expression.

Explanation.

"This place is remote. Since I brought you two here, I should send you back."

Yan He would certainly not refuse if he could accompany her, but he was not an idle person.

"If Master Jiaxuan has something to do, please go back first. We are not afraid."

"nothing."

The Buddha did not move.

I won’t say much about Yan He.

She asked Wu Si to bring the kite over and she flew it in the wind for a while.

I mentioned before that the purple bamboo forest is empty, but the weeds on the ground and the bamboos next to it do have an impact.

This place is really open, there are no obstacles at all, and there is no need to worry about the kite landing on the treetops.

Yan He stared at Sha Yan and suddenly felt that he was quite dexterous.

He turned and looked at the pavilion.

I thought that Buddhists should be oblivious to what is happening outside and just recite the Buddha's name while counting beads.

But she never expected that the Buddhist disciple sat upright, but unexpectedly did not twist the beads, but just looked at her quietly.

"......" Yan He blinked and stopped moving his hands.

The kite began to wobble and become unstable.

Wu Si lowered his head, and before he could say anything, the winch was stuffed into his hand.

"Wu Si, come here."

"Hey...Princess..."

However, their princess left this sentence and turned to walk towards the pavilion.

She turned her gaze and looked at the monk sitting inside.

Although he has no hair, it does not affect his appearance at all, and he is extremely handsome.

She has deep eyebrows and eyes, skin as white as snow, and even her hands holding the Buddhist beads are beautiful.

........

.........

"Humph,"

Wu Si pulled the string in his hand, turned his head, and couldn't help muttering: "Evil monk, damn it."

He came just to seduce their princess.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She almost pulled the kite down with her hand, but she quickly let go.

I subconsciously wanted to prick up my ears to listen, but unfortunately the distance was a little far.

I can hear the sound, but I can't make out the content.

Yan He went to the pavilion and sat down directly opposite.

"Master Jiaxuan, have you ever released a kite?"

"Let go when I was young."

"Have you ever ridden a horse?"

"Have."

Thinking of the cocoon that I accidentally saw a few days ago, I subconsciously glanced at his hand.

I think he should practice martial arts.

Yan He supported his chin with both hands, his eyes moved, and then moved his gaze to his face.

"Has Master Jia Xuan ever been to the grassland?"

"grassland?"

"Yes. The grasslands of Almo are vast and boundless, like a huge painting of heaven and earth, no worse than the Central Plains."

The proud little princess's face was filled with smiles when she mentioned her home.

I must really like it.

He stood up from the stone bench and started boasting unconsciously, talking about the many fun things he had on the grassland.

The Buddhist disciple did not say anything, just sat there and listened quietly.

The dark and deep phoenix eyes were calm, but they never moved away from the back as bright as the moon.

He was twirling his Buddhist beads intermittently, and I couldn't tell if he was listening carefully.

"In short, the grassland is fun."

Yan He said all the nice things he could think of, then turned around and met his calm gaze.

He paused slightly, then sat back down happily.

"If Master wants to go to Almo someday, please come find me. I know Almo best."

Her beautiful eyes were full of anticipation.

The Buddha slowed down his movements, and was very good-tempered and patient.

The voice was gentle: "Donor, are you ready to go back?"

"Well... we have to go back eventually."

She had no reason to stay. The only reason was to become a monk.

He is a disciple of Buddhism.

Yan He lay on the stone table, raised his eyes, and stretched out his slender hand.

But in the end, he still didn't reach out.

She should have cut off the seven emotions and six desires, so she should not catch him in this world.

The Buddhist disciple lowered his eyes, tightened and unclenched his fingers around the Buddhist beads, and said nothing more.

Although he said it was okay.

However, considering that he had to attend evening classes at Youshi, Yan He calculated the time and said he would go back.

Wu Si didn't pay much attention to the kite the whole time, but since the princess asked her to fly it, she had no choice but to do so.

I finally waited until they said they were leaving.

She didn't dare to move at all, and stared with her eyes fixed.

Back in the courtyard, Yan He covered her eyes with his hands with amusement.

"what are you doing?"

I was in a good mood, so I took the kite and went to the study.

"Princess."

"Ok?"

"Princess." Wu Si followed and stood beside her, "Monks cannot marry."

"Ah."

"The Buddhist precepts are very strict. If you break the precepts, you will be expelled from the Buddhist community."

"Ah."

Seeing that she obviously didn't have any new clothes, Wu Si went to the other side and said, "Princess, I think..."

"Okay, I know."

Yan He spread out the rice paper and prepared the brush and ink, then he looked up at her with a smile: "I know what I'm doing. Aren't we all going back to the grassland?"

"Really?"

"What's the point of me thinking about it alone? The other party has to think about it too."

"..."

She knew it!

What will their princess do in the future? If she wasn't a monk from the royal family, they could consider just tying her up.

Yan He didn't know what she was thinking, but seeing her sad face, it was probably not a good thing.

He lowered his head to hide the smile in his eyes to prevent her from having wild thoughts, and quickly found something for her to do.

"Grind some ink for me, or go to the kitchen and get me some food."

"Yes......"

The masters are doing evening lessons at this hour, and dinner will be served another hour later.

Wu Si stepped forward and picked up the inkstone, somewhat curiously asking, "What does the princess want to do?"

“Painting.”

"Ow."