Chapter 119

In ancient times, a man looked at a girl's feet to marry her.

The monk in white lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and moved away from his sight slightly uneasily.

"Benefactor Qinghuan, either after the rain stops, I'll take you to the town to find a female doctor. You quickly put on your shoes and socks and show the man your ankles... It's always bad."

“……”

What a fool.

Su Qinghuan sighed in her heart.

The little fox cheered up and retorted directly.

"Master Zhan Chen says that his family is compassionate, and people who practice medicine should not pay attention to the difference between men and women!"

"The patient's disease is regardless of gender. Is there a female doctor in a nearby town? And if the rain doesn't stop, won't my feet be cured?"

Su Qinghuan was so aggrieved that he even pulled the monk's wide sleeve with his small hand and began to sell miserably.

"And master, you should know that illness is more difficult to cure if it is delayed. What should I do if a good girl becomes a lame because of you, and no one wants to marry me?"

“……”

The monk in white only felt that he was pained by Su Qinghuan's questions.

Even if he knew that the little fox was making the worst assumption, he was willing to take the bait.

Zhan Chen narrows her eyes helplessly. The severity in her eyes has spread and become a little unknown love.

"All right, benefactor Qinghuan, loosen me first so that I can show you how your foot hurts."

Su Qinghuan didn't dare to force him to be too tight. He just sat aside like a little lark. The porcelain white slender ankles were horizontal in front of the man, like the most beautiful meticulous painting.

"Master Zhan Chen, you just looked so bad and scared me. Do you hate me?"

“……”

The monk in white, who was busy showing Su Qinghuan his legs, felt that the girl's ankle was also soft and grabbed it in his hand, making his hands unconsciously start to heat up.

The monk frowned uneasily and his voice was deep.

"Should... Not hate."

He practiced Buddhism all his life. Even though the ruined temple has been desolate for many years, he will not lie when the gods and Buddhas are on the.

"Since you don't hate me, master Zhan Chen, you just like me?"

The little skylight at the top spilled a little raindrop, and the wind whined into the broken temple. Su Qinghuan looked ancient and strange, and the girl's crisp laughter was very beautiful with the wind and rain.

“……”

Like her?

Zhan Chen was confused for a moment. He really didn't know what to do with the little fox. He had to seriously stop diagnosis and treatment and salute Su Qinghuan with his hands together.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful and loves everyone. Naturally, Zhan Chen likes everything in the world. Benefactor Qinghuan is no different from every plant and tree to me."

The man was sonorous and powerful word by word. This time it was the turn of the little fox to force him.

“……”

Obviously, the temple is covered with cobwebs and has been abandoned for many years. However, even the broken temple has a solemn feeling that people dare not look at it because of the compassionate smile of the monk in white.

Su Qinghuan was stunned. She finally understood how to write Peng Shenghui.

……

If an ancient girl who is in love for the first time sits here and is compared to something like a plant, she must be hit so hard that she has no self-esteem and can only cry.

But who is Su Qinghuan.

She still just looked at each other with a smile, as thick as a wall.

"So it is. I was worried that master Zhan Chen would hate me. Now it's good to hear the master admit that he likes me. It's easy for me to be satisfied."

“……”

This reaction is different from what he thought!

And he didn't mean that!

The monk in white wanted Su Qinghuan to retreat, but Zhan Chen sighed when he saw the eager excitement on the girl's face.

He moved his eyelashes and changed the subject.

"Benefactor Qinghuan, please concentrate. I'm going to set your bones right. It may... Hurt a little."

Zhenggu naturally tore his heart and lungs for a moment, and had a long-term secret pain. This time, Zhan Chen was ready that Su Qinghuan might cry and even hold him for comfort.

……

However, after the click, the monk in white looked up and didn't cry and hug as expected.

The girl just looked at him quietly.

Clear eyes.

It's like you can't feel the pain. You don't even wrinkle your eyebrows.

Seeing Zhan Chen looking at himself in surprise, Su Qinghuan smiled.

"Master Zhan Chen, is bone setting ready?"

Mingming should be glad that Su Qinghuan didn't pester him as before, but the monk in white only felt that his heart hurt again somewhere.

He stood up for no reason and looked down at the girl still sitting by the campfire with a compassionate look.

"Benefactor Qinghuan, you don't have to bear the pain. Just say it."

……

Perhaps it was because he was used to the naughty and rogue side of the little fox. The monk in white was not used to seeing her stubborn appearance.

It's normal for a 16-year-old girl to act coquettish, shed a few tears and complain.

Hearing Zhan Chen's words, the little fox just smiled and played down his voice.

"It's just a bone. What's the pain? It's less than one ten thousandth of my Gu poison attack."

God knows, just now Zhan Chen said he would do anything for her. The girl's blood surged all over her. There was really an impulse to make the white monk break the precepts completely in front of her.

But he didn't want to.

Of course, she won't force people.

……

Zhan Chen looked slightly sluggish. He tightened his thin lips, and the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows seemed as red as blood.

"What kind of poison is that?"

"Master Zhan Chen, have you heard of Qi Luo Xiang? It's a kind of poison that can emit strange fragrance when it breaks out completely and make people have no reason at all."

“……”

Zhan Chen's hand suddenly shook, and the originally rotating red leaf sandalwood Buddha beads suddenly stopped.

"You're talking about emotional insects?! who gave you such a vicious insect?"

No wonder!

No wonder she just wanted to kiss herself!

It's because of poison.

The white monk's heart was completely confused.

His mind turned quickly and his voice was deep.

"So the half sister you mentioned is the benefactor of Liu Mei's children who asked for help from our temple last month?"

Isn't Su Qinghuan

Forget the daughter of the leader of the dust Valley?!

The monk in white had seen Liu Meier. The woman was evil and coquettish, and her eyes were not clean. When she saw him, her eyes lit up and her little master stuck upside down almost like a water snake.

Zhan Chen feels nauseous when he thinks about it. When he lowers his head and sweeps the girl's gray cheeks, he can't imagine that these two people will be sisters

He is not the kind of person who looks up, but at the moment, he can't help but want to see what Su Qinghuan's face looks like under the dust