Chapter 533

Ah Zhao didn't go on with the rest.

Because she couldn't make it up.

But marshmallow doesn't know.

He was scared.

The little white ball swished into the host's arms.

Even if there is no entity, a Zhao also strangely feels that the other party wants to rub in his heart.

"Host, a Zhao, marshmallow is definitely the best system, really!"

A Zhao narrowed his eyes and showed a smile: "I believe you for the moment."

……

The day passed quickly.

Because these two days' hunger strike has lost his vitality, a Zhao is not in good spirits and sleeps very early.

She closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.

But soon you wake up and turn around.

It's just that the place to wake up has been changed.

A Zhao sits on the stone bench in the courtyard and looks at the familiar scenes around him. He knows that he has arrived in the yard where the man is.

Not surprisingly, there was a low chanting in the room.

According to the experience of last time, the monk should have a rest after reciting the Sutra.

Instead of sitting in the yard like he did last time, ah Zhao walked through the door and sat on the stool in the room.

She did not speak, and looked at the monk reciting sutras with her chin on her chin.

It was evening, and the lights were on in the room.

However, the temple is poor. In such a small room, only a small oil lamp can illuminate the small space where the monk is.

But that's enough.

The dim yellow light is printed on Zhan Ming's face, and his face, which is already meaningful and elegant, is more and more like a jade. In addition, with his devout look at the moment, his expression of compassion is like a Bodhisattva in the mural.

If you are a Bodhisattva, how can you be selfish?

A Zhao sighed a little.

The little light flickered for a moment, and the peace in the room was suddenly broken.

Zhan Ming's long eyelashes trembled, and the voice of chanting Sutras in his mouth continued until the last sentence.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw a Zhao sitting on one side.

After a little surprise, he regained his calm: "I didn't see the benefactor in the day. I thought the benefactor was over, but I was worried about leaving."

A Zhao smiles: "my name is a Zhao."

Zhan Ming followed with a smile: "ah Zhao benefactor."

A Zhao watched him stand up and picked the wick of the lantern with scissors, and the fire was brighter than before.

"Master Zhanming, I really have concerns in my heart, but I can't get rid of it for a while. For some time to come, I'm afraid it will disturb the master. "

"Do you remember the past?" Zhan Ming asked

A Zhao nods.

"Congratulations." Zhan Ming put his hands together and read a word of Amitabha.

A Zhao looked at his appearance for a long time and chuckled: "master, the long night is a little lonely for me. Would you like to divide me for half an hour and taste a cup of tea?"

She said this, but she knew in her heart that she would not, and did not know how to refuse, with the compassion of the nun.

Sure enough, Zhan Ming responded low.

They went into the courtyard.

Zhan Ming came out with a teapot and a small stove, went into the room and took a box of tea.

He was about to move, but was stopped by a Zhao.

"If I disturb the master's rest, I can't apologize. Let me make a cup of tea for the master."

Zhan Ming doesn't argue with him. He sits on the opposite side.

Although a Zhao is not very proficient in tea, after so many lives, some things will always be some.

But in a moment the tea was boiling, and a Zhao took a cup of tea and poured it for Zhan Ming.

"Please try it, master."

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the sixth shift is over.

Sure enough, trampling on updates is a necessary skill for a lazy cancer writer.

Don't ask me the update time in the future. It's a secret. What kind of bonus is there in the top five categories of the daily beep monthly ticket?

if you want to, Gao Lengzhi is currently ranked fifth, which is very dangerous.

You can't roll. A cold writer has a burden of idols. Let's talk about it. I'll sell the marshmallow slices and vote one by one, OK?