"So comfortable!"
Small white cloud said happily, looking at the cloud filled with that layer of light light, as bathed in the sun, Sha is good-looking.
"Just like it. I'm leaving." After picking the gourd, it's time to go back. I have to go down the mountain tomorrow!
"Is it fun out there? I'm going, too Said little white cloud.
Downing chuckled: "it's not fun outside. It's dangerous. Just stay here."
As soon as the voice fell, she jumped down from the clouds. At the moment when she jumped down, the cloud of small white clouds wrapped up and went down with her.
Tang Ning only felt that he was falling down. When he was relieved, he was already standing outside the tower, and the old monk was standing in front of her.
Looking at the gourd on her waist, the old monk laughed: "it seems that I have picked it. This immortal gourd will choose its master by himself. However, what is that group on your head?"
"What?"
Tang Ning was stunned and looked up. He saw a little white cloud floating on his head. At this time, a small face appeared from the small white cloud. His big eyes were looking around in a strange way.
"How did you come out?" Downing looked at the cloud above in amazement.
"Hee hee hee, fun, fun here." The young voice spread out, and the old monk was even more surprised.
"Did this follow you from inside? Has produced wisdom? "
Tang Ning helpless a show of hands: "is from inside with the cloud." She looked at the cloud above her head and said, "otherwise, you'd better go back."
However, her words just fell, this group of small white clouds on the face will show a look of grievance, a pair of eyes also seem to congealed with tears, the next moment, see this piece of small white clouds gradually turned into dark clouds, a piece of rain fell on her body like this.
She widened her eyes in amazement and watched the cloud turn into a small dark cloud, where it rained, and because she was unprepared, she looked at the rain in the head, sprinkled on her bare head, and then slid down the top of her head, drenched her all over.
She opened her mouth and glared at it, unable to say a word.
The old monk looked at the cloud in surprise and murmured, "this is really unprecedented! When I went in, monk, I never saw such a strange cloud. How did you get the cloud? "
Downing was drenched with rain and said, "it's not my birth. I don't know." As soon as the voice fell, he said to the black cloud on his head: "all right, don't rain any more. If you want to follow me, follow me!"
"Really?" The cloud could not help but be happy. The dark cloud on his body also gradually dispersed and became a small cloud. Tang Ning was speechless.
"Really." How could she feel like she picked a gourd and a child? With a sigh in my heart, the spirit breath surges and dries the rain on my body.
"If this cloud follows you down the mountain, there is a cloud floating over your head wherever you go. It's strange that people don't think it's strange." The old monk said, looking at the cloud, more and more strange.
this is really a natural creature. It is the essence of heaven and earth.
"I'll go back to sleep. I won't say goodbye to you tomorrow. We'll go straight down the mountain." Tang Ning looked at the old monk and said, "if you need to come to my place in the future, look for me again."