The three disciples nearby were not surprised when they heard what the master said.
Shifu likes talking to Xiaobai very much.
Although Xiaobai can't answer the master's words.
Bai sang looked at someone and of course didn't answer.
She held Mingshen tightly.
I don't want to take what the national teacher said today seriously.
But Bai sang felt uncomfortable.
It's hard.
Mingshen soon noticed something wrong with her and came to the room with her arms and asked the three disciples to go out.
Then he asked softly, "what's the matter?"
Bai sang shook his head.
She smelled the familiar fragrance on Mingshen, and her heart gradually calmed down.
"When shall we go back? I want to go back. "
The sound is dull.
Mingshen thought she was homesick, smiled gently, picked her up and rubbed her soft white hair with her face, "homesick?" Then he said, "it takes three days to pray, two days to sacrifice, and five days to go back."
Bai Sang was very uncomfortable when he thought of living in the same place with the national teacher for five days.
"Well."
"Darling, if it's boring, go with me to pray tomorrow."
"Is that ok?" Bai sang showed his head from his arms. His fox eyes blinked and thought of following Mingshen. If there was an accident, it would be bad, "forget it, I'll stay alone."
Take the national teacher for example, it was an accident.
I knew I was in a small temple.
It's good not to go out and find someone.
But
Bai sang once again recalled what the national teacher said.
The Savior is dark.
The dark star is on.
"What's the matter?" Mingshen finds himself back. Xiaobai is always depressed and raises her head: "don't you tell me?"
Bai sang wants to say but doesn't want to say.
Just think about who the Savior is.
If she says it
That's all.
"It's all right. I just changed to a new place. I'm a little sleepy now." Bai sang kicked his legs twice.
Mingshen holds her in her arms again.
"You sleep with me. I'm sure I can sleep."
"OK, I'll sleep with you."
Mingshen looked gently at the fox in his arms and brought a Buddhist sutra from the side.
Watching the Sutra, coaxing people to sleep.
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In the later days, Bai sang didn't go out in the small temple.
Just forget the white moment outside the palace.
She was lost in thought.
Finally, it took a long time to return to the place where I drank tea last time.
The national master still sat there drinking tea.
Bai sang just came, and the people inside didn't turn their heads: "you go down."
The eunuchs and maids standing next to serve went out one after another with their heads bowed.
"Would you like some tea?"
The national master raised his head slightly, and a pair of eyes looked at Bai sang very accurately.
Bai sang came and sat down in front of him.
"Give me a cup of tea."
A strong man is determined.
The national master smiled helplessly: "those people outside can't drink my tea. They said it's not poisonous."
Bai sang snorted and watched the man pour himself a full glass.
Grabbed the cup and took a sip.
No, she doesn't want to drink it all at once.
The tea is really hot
Bitter and astringent mixed with sweet tea into the mouth.
Suddenly, some inexplicable pictures appeared in my mind.
The first act is that the city is full of dead people and everyone is crying.
In the second act, a group of people knelt in front of the temple and begged Mingshen to save them.
In the third act, Mingshen holds a fox in his arms and fiercely rejects the monks who let him go back.
Act four, the whole world is dead.
Bai sang came back, and she took a deep breath.
The national teacher saw her wake up, "do you want to drink?"