Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Han Zheng's face was pale. He stared at Gu Nuo'er in a daze. He only felt his eyes were hot and hot, and he probably wanted to cry.

However, ghosts have no tears, so he cannot cry.

He wanted to kneel to Gu Nuo'er, but found that he couldn't do it either.

In the end, I could only say apologetically and gratefully: "Little princess, your kindness and virtue, I, Han Zheng, will never forget!

I originally wanted to help Song Quan to harm you, but the little princess disregarded previous suspicions and helped my family... Your kindness, I, Han Zheng, will not be able to repay you in this life. "

Gu Nuo'er waved her small hand: "No need, I have already received a reward from your wife."

Han Zheng was stunned: "What is it?"

"Two delicious pancakes!" Gu Nuo'er said, and her little pink tongue licked her lips.

In this world, the night pearl, which is worth a thousand pieces of gold, is precious enough.

However, there is also the truth and kindness that gold can't buy, which makes people move.

Gu Nuo'er raised her head and looked at the sky.

"Okay, you should leave first, otherwise staying here all the time will drain your energy. When the time comes, you will fall into a dream, remember to say goodbye~"

There was only so much she could do for Han Zheng.

With a wave of Gu Nuo'er's small hand, Han Zheng's gesture of bowing, like a drop of water, dissipated suddenly.

It fell back into the skeletons in the ground.

The little guy jumped off the stone, looked at the half-buried corpse, and suddenly got into trouble.

"Hmm... It's tiring to do it yourself, and there are no suitable tools around to manipulate mana. It would be great if you brought Brother Siming with you."

Just when Gu Nuoer pondered, did he ask a few brothers from the Heavenly Soldiers to help.

There were rustling footsteps behind him.

It seemed that someone was stepping on dead leaves, and the slight cracking sound was very obvious in such a silent and uninhabited forest.

Gu Nuo'er looked back and met the person who came.

The other party was also stunned, obviously not expecting that there are still people in this mass grave!

Not only a human, but also a five-year-old baby!

Gu Nuo'er blinked twice and waved sweetly: "Brother monk~"

Kongjue never imagined that he would meet his sister here by chance.

Mass Burial Mound, happened to meet the princess?

Such a bizarre encounter made his Gujing Wubo face a little bit of astonishment.

After a while, he approached Gu Nuoer, the little guy looked very happy.

"Brother monk, you came just in time, do me a favor!"

She pointed to Han Zheng behind her with her little finger: "I'm too young to help him dig into the ground for peace, brother monk, I think your Zen staff is pretty good, it can be used to dig the soil!"

Empty sleep startled.

Staff, to dig soil?

The little guy seemed to sense the doubts in his eyes, showed a small white tooth, and smiled: "It doesn't matter, it's okay to help him settle down, it's also a good deed, and the grandfathers of the Buddha will forgive him."

Kongjue sighed, "Okay."

It's right to do good things, not to mention, the other party is his sister.

Although he has become a monk, Gu Nuo'er's kindness for giving food several times should be repaid together this time.

So Kongjue rolled up his sleeves and started to work.

Gu Nuo'er sat on the big rock beside her, dangling her little feet.

"Brother monk, why are you here?"

Kongjue didn't lift his head and replied, "Every time I go down the mountain, I will come here to save these lonely souls who have no one to worship."

Gu Nuoer suddenly realized.

No wonder there is less turbid air here. It turned out that they were all sent away by kind-hearted monks!

This is a great virtue.