Chapter 1621

The master almost didn't squash it just now.

Shen Qingci stroked the little fox's head.

"It doesn't matter. It's soft. It can't be broken."

He seems to have forgotten this little one. Maybe he is used to it. Sometimes even himself, he also forgets its existence.

Sometimes he would let it fall, and the loss of a fox often happened. Fortunately, this was a fox, not his brother. Otherwise, he didn't know how many times he would be scolded in this day?

"It's getting late. We should go out."

"Go ahead," Shen Qingci gently waved his hand and began to play with little brand white.

Bai Mei took a lacquer wooden box from one side and put it in front of the two young masters.

"Second childe, third childe, this is what the lady asked you to send to the mage."

Bai Mei gives the lacquer box to Luo Yuyi. Every time she goes up the mountain, she can't miss these things. They will not go away empty handed.

Brand Yu Yi opened the lacquer wooden box in his hand, which contained a stack of silver notes.

Is my uncle asking for money again?

He didn't have to guess, but he knew that the eminent monk in his family was not contaminated with dust, and he was also of noble character. However, he could be said to be insane when he asked for money. Every time he opened his mouth, he would be tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of taels of silver.

His mother is also very happy with what he can ask for. In recent years, he has been used to it. Usually, before he opens his mouth, he has already sent the money to him.

Close the lacquer box, and brand Yu Yi tells Xiao an to prepare the carriage. He also takes Fu Yan, Niu Xin and Xiao an together in the past.

The pilgrims in xiangjue temple have always been in an endless stream. In recent years, it has been built several times before a straight road to the temple has been built. You can take a carriage or go to the temple easily.

Along the way, there are also thousands of old steps for those devout pilgrims to walk and stop, and there are all kinds of them.

In the temple, incense is still around, everywhere you can hear the sound of Buddhist incense, as well as the sound of chanting sutras. Walking here, the heart is also in this piece of Buddhist sound, once again quiet down.

As soon as the white lion got out of the carriage, he took off and ran towards the back of the mountain. He knew that during this year, Shen Qingci did not take this one to harm the creatures here.

"Let's go," brand Yu Yi clenched the small hand of the small garden, also took her to see the master of pure space.

Master Jingkong is the same as before, just like Shen Qingci. For decades, he has not changed more than half a cent. His face is more tender than that of a teenage monk.

But as a matter of fact, he has already been a uncle. He should have white eyebrows and white beard, and have a fairyland.

But what about him?

To be good, this face is also tender how, even they are embarrassed to call his uncle, is also a loss, her mother is Yan Ru girl.

So when facing this uncle, there was no such discomfort.

"Mother asked us to send it."

Luo Yuyi puts his lacquer box in front of him.

Master Jingkong took it, put it in front of the table, and opened it. Seeing what was contained in it, he could not help but smile, "I also said that I want to find your mother. Coincidentally, you have brought it. It is also a saving. I have to work hard again."

If it really needs money, it's really not red and breathless.

Master Jingkong put the lacquer wooden box aside, and he thought about it. It happened that there were several places in the temple that were easy to build. With the silver, he could solve his burning problem.

Every time a temple of this size is built, it costs a lot of money.

Every year, the silver sent by Shuo palace becomes the most important supply of xiangjue temple every year.

"Thank your mother for me."

Master Jingkong said with a smile that his black eyebrows were not dyed, but like Mo Dai.

And his eyes were on the little one.

Only when he saw the child, his eyes flashed slightly, and then he couldn't help laughing.

"Where did the child come from?"

"Did my uncle forget it?"

"This is my brother. When you first saw him, he was still small, so you didn't have any impression on him. You can see how much we look like."

Well, it's very similar. Master Jingkong has lived such a long time. Although he has a tender face, he has to be a lot of years old. People say that the old monk doesn't call him wrong.

At such an age, some things can be done without mentioning them.Master Jingkong reached out and touched the small face of the garden. "It is similar to your brothers when they were young."

"Uncle," brand Yu Yi again put down the teacup in his hand, "mother let us come here, please give Xiaoyuan a life."

The pure space mage will not easily criticize people's lives, but they are different.

"His life?"

Master Jingkong touched Xiaoyuan's head.

And the small garden with a pair of big round eyes, from time to time looking at the Buddhist beads on the wrist of master Jingkong.

"Does Xiaoyuan like it?"

Asked master Jingkong, the old and still long kind eyebrows are good at purpose, especially when they laugh. Children will like him. He is just like the man in the picture. He is immortal and independent.

The garden took a look at the string of beads and nodded, "like it."

"I'll see you off."

Master Jingkong took off the Buddha beads in his hand and took them to the neck of the small garden. The wrist was too small, so he could only hang it on his neck.

Luo Yu couldn't help but feel the Buddha beads on his wrist. His uncle seemed to like to send them.

When they met, they gave them Buddhist beads. Over the past few decades, they didn't send hundreds of them, but they all had dozens.

However, it can be said that these are as much as cattle hair, and they are also the things that many pilgrims are flocking to.

Those pilgrims dream of a string of Buddhist beads that have been brought and opened by the master of pure space. It is in these years that he has given a little less Buddhist beads here.

Master Jingkong touched the head of the garden again.

"When the sun hands do something, remember that everything is spiritual, and the human heart should be preserved in the good way."

Xiaoyuan is still open a pair of ignorant eyes, it seems that the milk is cute.

Indeed, he is very cute. In addition, he is a very beautiful child. The food in the Shuo palace is very nourishing. Let's see what the child looks like?

"My uncle has not said what the fate of the child is."

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