Chapter 1915

He was reading the book of war in his study. When he heard her question, he looked up at her. There was no emotion in his eyes. He just said one word to her. He said, "there is nothing worth leaving in this capital."

Then she knew that she couldn't stop the brother.

All she could do was come to the temple and pray for him, hoping that he would be safe.

"Don't worry, benefactor. The fortune of the sixth Prince has arrived, and everything will be all right in the future. Even if there is any danger, he will soon get out of danger." The eyes of the dust with clear, looking at Xiao Zi Xi.

"I'll be at ease if I get the good words from the master." Xiao Zixi heard the dust say so, only feel a heart completely put down.

If liaochen says Xiao Xiaoliu is in danger, she will stop him even if she goes to Xiao Zirui to grind.

"However, if you have time, you'd better come to the mountain to worship Buddha and chant scriptures." The dust coagulated Xiao Zi Xi, with serious eyes.

"It's natural. This time I'll put enough sesame oil money into Gongde incense. Master, you can rest assured that if my sixth brother can be safe, he will not encounter any disaster in the future, and he will not be easily lost. In this way, I will thank God. " Xiao Zi Xi immediately said with the dust.

She and Xiao Xiaoliu are always brothers and sisters. Even if she is angry about Shen Xiaohua, it doesn't prevent her from caring about Xiao Xiaoliu.

"Don't worry, the sixth prince will go all the way. He's not as vulnerable as the benefactor thinks. Don't worry, benefactor." Liaochen looked at Xiao Zixi and said to her, "poor monk, the reason why I let the princess come to the temple to chant scriptures is that there is something different in Foguang temple. Benefactor, I will know if I come back a few times."

This is a good place for practice.

Liaochen can see a lot of things, and he can see that there is a disaster hidden on Xiao Zixi's head.

But from his cultivation, we can't see what this disaster is.

The only way is to let Xiao Zixi accumulate some good fortune, so as to reduce the impact of disaster on Xiao Zixi.

"Good master." Xiao Zixi lowered her head, a little embarrassed.

A moment later, she looked up at the dust again.

"Master, I don't know what Scripture is better now. Can you teach me to recite scriptures?"

That's true.

Previously, she seldom did these things. Only some old women could read the Scriptures. She knew that a lot of the contents in the Scriptures were from Tianzhu, which was different from the pronunciation here. If she read the Scriptures wrong, she didn't know if something would happen.

"Yes, now I will teach the benefactor to chant." Liaochen took the Scriptures he had copied and put them in front of them.

He pointed to the words in the Scriptures and taught Xiao Zi to read them word by word.

Xiao Zixi's face was serious. When he encountered something he didn't understand, he asked Chen to explain it. He also tried his patience. As long as Xiao Zixi asked him, he would explain it.

Both of them put their fingers on the Scripture, and there was a touch between them.

At the beginning, Xiao Zixi would take back her hands like an electric shock. After a long time, she didn't care about the small touch.

"It should be read like this here." The dust raised his head and let Xiao Zixi look at his mouth.

Sanskrit is hard.

Xiao Zixi read after him carefully.

Looking at that * like vermilion lips gently spit out the words he said, the heart lake of the dust seems to have been thrown a stone, even if he has tried to maintain calm, but how can not calm down