Chapter 167： I am in love with Wushan and take the initiative to kiss. (1/2)

The temple has just been repaired, there is no reputation, the incense is not prosperous, and there are not many pilgrims.

A young monk who was only seven or eight years old was wearing a gray-blue robes and holding a bald broom. On the steps in front of the temple, there was nothing to sweep the leaves. It was because of boredom, the little monk was pulling The scorpion began to sing: ”There was a mountain in the past, there was a temple in the mountain, and there was a little monk in the temple...”

Suddenly I came over with a person, and smiled and said: ”It’s really pretty.”

The little monk glanced up and looked up at the man who looked very beautiful. However, compared with the sound volume, it attracted the little monk. It was the light and gentle light of the man’s bottom.

The man was followed by another man of the same extraordinary appearance. He was so arrogant and handsome, and it was rare in the world.

“Is it really beautiful?” The little monk touched the bare back of his head. “This donor, is this followed?”

Xiao Yu'an is a little monk who is so cute that he can't help but can't help but tease him: ”It's so connected, you see me reading all the poems for you.”

Speaking of Xiao Yu'an, Qing dynasty sings and sings: ”There was a mountain in the past, there was a temple in the mountain, there was a little monk in the temple, and it was really pretty! It was not a spring, but only the spring, until the romance of the mountain, he was in the plexus. Laugh, oh, clump! Medium! Laugh! ''

The little monk scratched his head and read an Amitabha. He asked, ”Do you think that what you said, and what my brother taught me, seems a little different?”

Xiao Yuan ordered his forehead and said: ”We must conform to the development of the times! Combine theory with practice, persist and develop in the new era... cough, run

Partial, in short, this is the latest version, come and come, I will teach you. ”

An old abbot appeared in time to stop Xiao Yu'an from continuing to smear his own disciple.

The old abbot with good eyebrows led Xiao Yu'an and Luo Heqing to the Daxiong Hall, and asked: ”Two donors, but what do you want?”

Xiao Yuan smiled and said: ”Master, why do you ask?”

The old abbot had a double palm and said: ”Amitabha, the good man and the girl in this world, who is not the one who has the heart to press on the matter? If there is a request for a letter, the more difficult it is, the more difficult it is.”

Xiao Yuan praised: ”The master really understands people.”

The old abbot said: ”The donor praised it.”

The two came to the temple, and the incense was lingering. A magnificent golden Buddha statue sat on the main hall. Xiao Yu'an and Luohe Qingyi left and right on the futon, and worshipped three worships sincerely.

When he came back to the palace, Xiao Yuan couldn't help but tease the little monk. Unfortunately, the little monk had to ring the bell, and Xiao Yuan had to return.

When I went back, Luhe Qing worried about Xiao Yu’an’s leg injury, and refused to allow Xiao Yu’an to go by himself. He insisted on carrying him back. Xiao Yu’an couldn’t just let Luhe Qing

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