Chapter 66

At midnight, the clouds and fog are somewhat ethereal. Therefore, the flickering lights of that family are like a guiding lamp in the night, which can be seen at a glance.

Tang Ning, who supported the old monk, walked forward with a slight step. He looked at the lights of the family, and a faint light flashed through his eyes.

I don't know whether it was because of the late night or something else. The wind at night was cool, with a bit of thorn hair, which made her hair stand up.

After a slight pause, she helped the old monk to continue to walk forward. When she came to the door of the family, she stopped to listen to the creaking sound from inside. She called out: "benefactor, we are Buddhist children who are studying hard outside. I wonder if you can let us have a rest in the house?"

There was no sound coming out of the room for a moment. He thought about it in Downing's mind, or let's go? Outside, it's OK to have a rest on the roadside, and listen to the woman's voice coming from inside.

"Are you Buddhists?"

"Yes." Anyway, even if she was on the way, there was one really here, though she was half dead.

The door creaked open, and a 17-8-year-old woman appeared in Tang Ning's eyes. The other side was delicate and delicate. She wore a plain dress on her body, which did not look like an ordinary peasant woman.

While Tang Ning was looking at the woman, the woman was also looking at her. Seeing a little monk staring at her, she couldn't help laughing: "you little monk, since you are a monk, how can you look at me like this! Come in As she spoke, she leaned slightly over her body.

Because of the other side's side, Downing also saw that there was a weaving machine in the room. There was no one else except this woman.

"Thank you very much She helped the old monk in.

"Is this old monk your master? What's the matter with him? " The woman held the oil lamp in one hand and slightly protected the fire in the other hand. She put the oil lamp beside downing and lit them up.

"I'll give you some water to wipe! You have mud on your faces

"Don't bother, benefactor." Donning said, but she turned around and went inside.

Seeing this, she looked at the old monk. When she came along the road, she dried their clothes with her spiritual power, and the water stains on her body showed that her body was still dirty, but at least in this way, it would not be too cold in such midnight.

However, the old monk was in a coma and had no aura to protect his body. She was really worried about what was wrong with him. As a result, he did not care to clean up the soil on his body and gave him a pulse first.

With a slight twist on her brow, she pulled the old monk's clothes and saw a bloody palm print on his chest. Seeing this, she took a medicine from the round bamboo, crumpled it in the palm, and dropped the medicine juice into the old monk's mouth.

"Here comes the water."

The woman came in carrying water, and there were some leaves floating on it. After she put it down, she saw the little monk staring at the water, as if she knew what he was thinking. She said, "this is the rain I received last night. Don't worry, it's clean."

"I dare not use clean ones."

Donning said, looking at the pale woman. After hearing her words, she looked surprised. Just as she was about to say something, a voice came from outside the door.

"Sister, I heard you had a visitor?"