Chapter 2841

"If you are not used to it, you have to get used to it." Chu Yunyao rubbed her forehead with a headache: "It's worth noting that Chi Yebai has been arrogant since he was a child and grew up. If the stars dare not pick the moon, he is used to being obedient. He doesn't know the suffering of the people. Behaving recklessly, wasting her intelligence for nothing!"

Bao'er immediately said: "I'm going to clean up Miss Siyu's clothes now and pack some things."

Together with Siyu to Tian'en Temple were Xiangyi and the guards, and Bao'er dispatched two maids from Lingyun Pavilion to follow Siyu closely.

But Siyu has always been used to being casual, and she refuses to ask these people to accompany her, so Chu Yunyao said, "Then you will protect Miss Xiangyi with you."

Xiang Yi didn't have kung fu, and Siyu was superior to these people no matter in sword, fist or gun battle. In this way, the focus of those people was on Xiang Yi.

Living in the temple's wing room, Xiang Yi has always been well-behaved, getting up early every morning, listening to people chanting and reading, and eating the vegetarian meal in the temple at noon, with green vegetable steamed buns and rice porridge.

Reading and writing in the afternoon, self-cultivation, wandering around the yard most of the time, and occasionally going to the plum garden on the back mountain of Tianen Temple to clean up the weeds around the cemetery of Mo Jinyu and Mo Jinlan.

But when Siyu came here, not only did she not restrain herself, but she preferred to let the tiger go back to the mountains and the birds go back to the forest. She was so free that she disappeared all day long.

The guards couldn't control her, and the little girl from Lingyun Sect couldn't catch up to her figure. Fortunately, Chu Yunyao had the foresight to arrange a circle of guards on the mountainside to prevent her from sneaking down the mountain.

In the middle of the night, while Xiang Yi was sleeping, a seductive smell came in from his breath, it was very fragrant.

Xiang Yi swallowed her saliva, opened her eyes, and saw Siyu in men's clothing, sitting on the head of the bed, stuffing a freshly baked chicken drumstick with honey and salt to the corner of her lips: "Eat quickly, These days I have been drinking porridge and eating vegetables, and my mouth has no taste."

Xiang Yi was so frightened that she woke up, sat up straight quickly, and pushed the big chicken leg away from her mouth: "No, no, no, this is a temple, and the fast will be broken. If the abbot here finds out..."

"My dear sister, if you don't tell me and I don't tell you, how would the abbot know?" Siyu also swallowed, but then stuffed the chicken leg into Xiangyi's hand: "Hide under the quilt and eat it secretly, I'm here Houshan spent a whole day catching it, and finally saw the opportunity, cleaned it and baked it.

We are not monks, so we don't need to care about those precepts. "

Xiang Yi: "..."

Xiang Yi sniffed the fragrance, the root of her tongue watered, but she still firmly refused: "Mother sent us here because she wanted us to abide by the rules and regulations here, to cultivate our moral character, and to experience a life of poverty.

We don't have to do things and work, it's already easy enough, and we must not break the fast by eating meat. "

Siyu: "..."

Xiang Yi, this girl, is she too obedient, how can she be so obedient?

Anyway, no one saw it, and it was just a few bites of meat, why did it cause such uneasy conscience?

Seeing that persuasion was useless, Siyu sat down on the bed and looked at her eagerly: "You really don't want to eat? If you don't, I will eat it? I didn't even drink saliva in the afternoon, and there was little soup on the pillow. The water is about to lose its taste."

Looking at Siyu's thinner face, Xiang Yi nodded, "Eat, I won't tell."

Siyu: "..."

Seeing her serious face, Siyu seemed to have made a difficult decision, thinking that after eating chicken in front of her, the child would definitely have a disturbed conscience, and he did not know how many times he would secretly punish himself by copying the temple rules and kneeling in front of the Buddha to beg. how many times to forgive...