The master doesn't want the monk to say

Chapter 15

The crowd quieted down.

Chi Ruo glanced at Hua Ziyao, then lowered his head again.

Hua Ziyao looked at the monk with his head down. The green stubble on his head seemed to be growing very slowly, lining his fair neck...

He walked over, gently kneaded the back of Chi Ruo's neck, Chi Ruo flinched, and raised his head to look at Hua Ziyao.

Everyone in the corridor was shocked. Looking at the scene in front of them, Freshman and Eleven looked at each other, looking at each other.

Da Qi, who was used to seeing this scene, looked as usual.

The relationship between the two is ambiguous and embarrassing, and Hua Ziyao is ruthless and unintentional.

"What else can I do if I keep him?" Hua Ziyao's fingertips were cool, Chiruo was aroused to goosebumps, seeing Hua Ziyao's phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, with playfulness in his eyes, the voice he heard was not Really, Hua Ziyao's lazy and always protracted accent seemed far away, yet very close.

"Of course it's because the monk's eyes are picturesque, and his eyes are full of spring water. I can't help but want to accept him." Hua Ziyao smiled like a disciple, "otherwise, how could I stay in this pavilion for so long?"

Chi Ruo took a step to the side, avoiding Hua Ziyao's hand, and called out the Buddha's name, "Lord Hua, you are joking."

"Huh?" Hua Ziyao blinked in confusion, "I'm not joking, right? Do you think I'm joking?" He looked around, and everyone was staring at Hua Ziyao like a dead man.

Da Qi glanced at Da Qi, Da Qi lowered his head, he was not sure what Hua Ziyao was thinking.Maybe Hua Ziyao didn't have such thoughts in the first place, but he is always casual, how can he make a decision in the next second for what happened in the last second?

Hua Ziyao's smile became brighter, and like a rascal, he stretched out his hand to touch Chi Ruo's face, Chi Ruo raised his eyes, grabbed Hua Ziyao's hand that had not yet been withdrawn in the future, and watched the other person's small movements of raising his eyebrows slightly, and his Not the same, Hua Ziyao's hands were a little cold, and said: "Hua benefactor wears too little clothes, so he is easy to get cold."

Hua Ziyao: "..."

Chi Ruo paused, and added: "Young monk is not joking."

Hua Ziyao's slender and slanting eyebrows were raised suddenly, pinching Chi Ruo's chin, which was slightly round according to the old people, raised his chin, forcing him to look at himself, and said softly, "I really want to see the monk joking. His appearance must be very moving!"

Xiao Jing clenched the freshman's skirt, he didn't like the way the pavilion master spoke frivolously to Chi Ruo, he felt an inexplicable insult, Chi Ruo was noble and no one could play with him.

He is not familiar with the lofty Pavilion Master, apart from being afraid, he is only unfamiliar, let alone respected and liked.

Xiao Jing frowned, his face was a ball of pain, with tears in his eyes, he silently prayed in his heart that the uncertain Pavilion Master would let Chi Ruo go.

The freshman felt the movement of the little person in his arms, and he knew what he was thinking with just one glance. He seldom stayed by Xiaojing's side, so he never taught him how to hide his thoughts.

Freshman's expression remained unchanged, although he disliked Hua Ziyao's actions just like Xiao Jing, but the meaning of the Pavilion Master was unclear, so he had to take his identity into consideration, so naturally he couldn't say much.

Chi Ruo didn't know what everyone was thinking, so he just said: "Young monk never joked, the benefactor is indeed wearing less clothes."

Hua Ziyao pursed her lips, retracted her hand, and said in a bad tone, "You stupid monk who doesn't make sense."

Hua Ziyao turned her eyebrows, and the thought came from her heart, "Then how about a bet with you?"

With a wave of Hua Ziyao's hand, his red wide sleeves instantly filled Chiruo's entire field of vision. He heard Hua Ziyao's voice, but it was so close that it was unreal, "The heaven and the earth are witnesses, and everyone present can bear witness."

Chi Ruo only took a step back, "Buddhists, quit gambling."

The corners of Hua Ziyao's mouth curled up slightly, "Well, if you don't bet with this deity, I won't bet with you. This deity only tells you that you don't want to rescue this deity from that boundless sea of ​​suffering. This deity will drag you into the boundless hell."

Chiruo raised his head and looked at Hua Ziyao, "The benefactor's words are serious, the little monk will definitely not fall into the boundless hell, and he will surely save the benefactor from the sea of ​​suffering!"

See, it was you who pulled the deity out of the sea of ​​bitterness," Hua Ziyao's smile widened, and she suddenly approached Chiruo, leaning into his ear, and said in a voice that everyone present could hear, "It was the deity who pulled you from that supreme place come down! "

Chi Ruo was forced to take a step back, shook his head slightly, and looked at Hua Ziyao with some doubts, "Benefactor, you..."

Shock him?lie to him?

Hua Ziyao smiled, "This is not a bet, it's just an agreement between you and me."

As if he was determined to win, he leaned forward and touched Chi Ruo's brow with his lips, then turned and walked away leisurely, Da Qi immediately followed.

Chi Ruo pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and remained silent.

The people present were as frozen as if struck by lightning. After hearing such rebellious words, the crowd felt that the pavilion master was insane, and he even got along with an unreasonable young monk.

After Hua Ziyao left, the freshman came back to his senses, and after he was carried back to Xiao Jing who refused to leave, he stepped forward and stood in front of Chi Ruo, "What is the purpose of the pavilion master?"

Chi Ruo stroked the center of his brow, but the point of cinnabar still did not appear, he shook his head, unwilling to say more, and left here.

Big Eleven came over, "No matter what the pavilion master's purpose is, I think this little monk is quite pitiful."

Da took a look at him, turned and left without saying a word.

Big Eleven made a fuss, shrugged, and left.

……

When Chiruo returned to Zhusheng residence, there was already someone waiting in front of the bamboo forest, but Chiruo had never thought of that...

Flower whirling.

When Hua Suo heard the voice, she turned her head and smiled, "Little Master, are you surprised?"

Chi Ruo shook his head.

Hua Suo covered her mouth and chuckled, "I haven't seen you in a few months, little master, you are good at cultivation!"

Chi Ruo said: "The token given to the little monk by the benefactor..."

"What's wrong with the token?" Hua Suo laughed, "The Lao Shizi is just a token of the old seeker. If you find something, release the token, and the pavilion will send people to help."

"The token is the only way for us to return to the Pavilion of the Old Man," Hua Suo said.

"That's for the monk..." Chi Ruo was puzzled.

Hua Suo chuckled, "The token is no longer on the little master!"

Chi Ruo nodded.

"It was returned to me a long time ago, and it will be collected again when I return to the pavilion." Hua Suo Yingying turned around, "Little Master, won't you invite me to sit down?"

Chi Ruo stepped forward, "Benefactor, please."

Entering the house, there is always tea on the table, and now it is just right, pouring a cup of tea for Hua Suo, Chi Ruo also sips it himself, watching Hua Suo sip the tea while looking at the furnishings in the house.

"It's exactly the same as before, there's not much difference." Looking around for a while, Hua Suo turned around and said to Chi Ruo, "Is the bamboo living room outside the house newly replaced?"

Chi Ruo nodded.

There is a plaque outside the house, and it is written in Zhushengju, which is the name that Ruo Ruo casually came up with that day. On the second day, Hua Ziyao ordered someone to bring the plaque.

"Do you know what this place used to be called?" Hua Suo saw that Chiruo wasn't curious at all, so she had no choice but to continue, "It's called Zhuqing, Huazhuqing is vague, the owner of this place used to be called Huaqing, and she was just like me. Seekers."

If the edict is good like an old monk in meditation, he will not say a word

Hua Suo was helpless, "I didn't need to come here to talk too much, but you have to know that the pavilion master is not a good man, and it's not easy or good for you to follow him!"

Chi Ruo only raised his eyes.

Hua Suo sighed softly, "If little master has been like this..."

There was a little worry in her eyes, "I don't know if it's good or bad."

Chiruo raised his head when he heard the words, "The benefactor is overhearted. Good and bad are karmic cycles. They won't be good forever, and they won't always be bad."

Hua Suo nodded, "It's inconvenient for me to say more when you say that."

The two talked for a while, and it was nothing more than some knowledge of Hua Suo outside, and Chiruo seemed to be very interested in these things, so Hua Suo talked more.

"Why are you interested in these?" Hua Suo asked.

Chi Ruo thought about it, and said: "Because it's very interesting, I thought it would be good if I could go out and have a look. The matter of the jade hairpin is not just asking the old man's pavilion, but I also want to know the cause and effect of it."

Hua Suo was stunned, "Little master is really greedy!"

Chi Ruo didn't understand, and said: "But this is why I came here."

Hua Suo shook her head, stood up and said goodbye.

Chiruo sent her to the bamboo gate, Hua Suo turned around, and finally said: "Little master, in the final analysis, I can't help you and sent you to the old man's pavilion. You one or two."

"Please say."

Hua Suo looked around, Zhushengju was rarely approached by people, and it was quiet at the moment, Hua Suo lowered her voice, "No matter what, don't believe Hua Ziyao, he is going to hell."

After a pause, Hua Suo felt a little sad, "But you are different, you want to become a Buddha instead of hell, so you can do it yourself."

Chi Ruo was stunned, thinking of the Ksitigarbha in the void of hell.

After recovering, Hua Suo had already left, Chi Ruo turned around and went back to the house, her mind was calm.

It doesn't matter whether he believes it or not, everything in the world is only a moment to him. Thinking of this, Hua Ziyao's bright red figure like blood flashed in front of his eyes, his eyes drooping, and the courtyard became colder and colder.

Hua Ziyao may help him become a Buddha, or may make him fall into hell forever, but his cultivation is up to him, if he turns around, his eyes are clear.

Walking into the house, Chi Ruo looked around, the furnishings in the house were very simple, but they were all made of bamboo.

"Zhu Qing?" Chi Ruo muttered to himself.

What Hua Suo came to tell herself this time, I should only have heard it.After all, he has never considered himself the owner of this place, he just came to borrow because of an entrustment.

It doesn't matter who Hua Qing is.

It's just that the name of the bamboo house was originally "Zhuqing", but it was changed because of his unintentional remark. I don't know if the bamboo house agrees, and whether the green bamboo forest in the courtyard is very sad.

The former residence is still there, and the voice of the old man is scattered.

And he has been staying there for a long time, the scriptures in the pavilion were collected by the pavilion, and Huazi was sent by someone, and the names gradually increased.

He studied the scriptures day and night, only to feel that Buddhism is difficult.

Chi Ruo caressed his eyebrows, but the cinnabar did not appear.

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