Chapter 536

It took a long time for a Zhao to understand what Mr. and Mrs. Wenyuan were talking about.

She glared at the coral.

"Mother, I really don't intend to become a monk!" For the third time, a Zhao made a promise to the Duke and wife of Wenyuan.

"Really?" Wen Yuan and his wife wipe their tears.

"Really!" A Zhao's tone is loud.

Only a fool would become a monk.

Not even meat.

Finally coax away Wenyuan Gong and Madame. A Zhao looks at the coral with a smile: "your understanding ability is good, and the complaint is also very happy."

Coral:

Spare your life, young lady!

……

It's night.

A Zhao still goes to bed early.

Her recent break was earlier than usual.

However, the government felt that she had lost money in her previous turmoil, and it was also good to have more rest.

In an open eye, then to the familiar courtyard.

Zhan Ming is still chanting sutras.

A Zhao was born two times, directly into his room, sat on the stool to listen to his recitation.

Zhan Ming is not surprised to see her again.

"Almsgiving ah Zhao is here?"

A Zhao smiles: "I'm here."

This time they had a tacit understanding and sat together in the courtyard.

With a wave of his hand, a large number of scriptures appeared on the table.

"Here are some scriptures I brought from home. I'll send them to you." Ah Zhao said generously.

Zhan Ming turned his hand and frowned: "these are rare books. I'm sorry to receive them."

A Zhao waved his hand: "what a shame, I am now in your courtyard every night, harassing master Zhan Ming, this is a thank you."

Zhan Ming said in a warm voice, "almsgiving a Zhao didn't disturb the poor monk. He also gave me a pot of tea. Thank you is not worth it. "

Ah Zhao was not happy: "you monk is really boring."

Zhan Ming just looks at her gently.

More and more, ah Zhao is unreasonable.

Anyway, it looks like a unreasonable person. A Zhao simply plays a rogue.

She pointed to the Scriptures in front of her: "for me, what I sent out never came back. If you don't want master Zhan Ming, I will... "

She turned her eyes and stretched out her hand. The lamp in the room had already appeared in her hand.

The soul was afraid of fire. Ah Zhao held the lamp and was afraid of it, but he didn't show it on his face.

She tilted the lamp and said, "if you don't want it, I'll burn them."

Without waiting for Zhan ming to react, the top of the Sutra has been ignited.

Zhan Ming's calm eyes finally give birth to a trace of panic.

He didn't even care about the fire, so he put it on his sleeve and put it out.

He picked up the Sutra carefully and saw that only a corner of the cover was burned and the content was still complete. He was relieved.

Then he raised his eyes and looked at a Zhao. Zhan Ming didn't agree with him: "benefactor a Zhao, these scriptures are unique and unique in the world. They are treasures of Buddhism. It's not right to be so cheap."

A Zhao murmured: "master, this is not right."

Zhan Ming: "Oh?"

"The master despised the plum snow on the golden thread and regarded it as no different from the ordinary mountain spring. I understand very well. "

A Zhao said with a smile: "to the master, these are nothing but external things."

Zhan Ming's eyes move, looking at a Zhao, already understand what she wants to say.

If I saw a Zhao stretched out his hand and pointed to the scriptures on the table: "I'm different from the master. I'm a layman. I prefer the desire of my mouth, and I don't love the Buddhist Scripture."