Life in the temple is boring.

Every day, the wonderful Dharma will carry the monk to recite scriptures before dawn, and will also pull Li Dazui and Hong Ziqing together.

It is called "cultivation".

After chanting the scriptures, I have to cook by myself. There is no electricity here, it is all original.

Miaofa is old, and it is definitely not him who is still an elder.

Li Dazui is a ghost, and that can't be her.

"Isn't it just cooking with fire? I've been smart since I was a child, and there is nothing I can't do." Hong Ziqing and fire with fire.

"Ahem, it's a life-saving, it's a fire."

After a rush, Puchen respectfully invited Hong Ziqing out of the kitchen.

"Donor, just come."

Hong Ziqing's face was black and black. She flashed with her round eyes and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Baochen turned around and returned to the kitchen and brought out a basin of water and put it in front of Hong Ziqing, "Donor washes his face."

"Thanks."

Li Damou hung upside down on the tree. She looked at the little girl washing her face and felt very relieved.

After coming here for a few days, she became cheerful and she had never seen her aggressive look again.

This is the profoundness of Buddhism.

Should she consider becoming a monk?

"Aunt Li, what are you thinking? You are like a bat like this."

"Hehe, I'm considering whether to be a monk."

"Aunt Li, stop thinking about it. First of all, you are a woman, and secondly, you are a ghost."

“It’s reasonable.”

Hong Ziqing poured out the dark water and went to Miaofa's Zen room. She knelt in front of Miaofa, clasped her hands together and gave him a great gift.

"Master, can you accept me as your disciple? I want to be a monk and my hair can be shaved off."

Wonderful method, “…”

Li Dazui, "..."

He said that she was a woman the first second, but he wanted to convert to Buddhism the next second?

"Young donor should not make a fuss."

"No silly, I like this place, I feel very at ease here, I sleep comfortably every night, and I haven't dreamed yet. This is my ideal life. Master, please, give me a chance to be a monk!"

Hong Ziqing held Miaofa's thigh and spoke sincerely.

She raised her watery eyes and looked at him, "Master, if you don't recognize me as your disciple, I will go down the mountain. If you go down the mountain, you will be killed by the mother and daughter, and my nominal father, he is a beast. Do you have the will to let the future flowers of my motherland wither?"

Miaofa shook his head.

He stretched out his index finger and pointed at Hong Ziqing's forehead.

Hong Ziqing felt a great force pushing her back. The force was gentle. She didn't feel any pain, but she just moved her position backward.

"Little donor, the future flowers of the motherland, please go to the embrace of the motherland."

Li Damu opened his eyes wide and looked at the Miaofa. Is this master funny?

"Wow, master, master, so awesome, so awesome, I want to learn, I want to be a monk, and a monk."

Hong Ziqing's excited eyes emitted a ray of light. She jumped up and jumped to the front of Miaofa, hugging his thighs tightly again.

"Master, let your disciple hug your thighs tightly."

Li Dazui, "..."

Awesome, amazing, she was so impressed by Li Dazui.

Hong Ziqing still recognized his master, but she didn't have to be a monk. Miaofa said that in order not to let him be killed by thunder, he would let him go. He could recognize his disciples from the layman, but monks should not even think about it.

Hong Ziqing agreed aggrievedly. She also wanted to shave her hair, which was much more convenient to wash her hair.

"Senior brother, I'll come, I'll come."

"Senior Brother, do you have any clothes to wash? I'll help you."

"Senior Brother, what are you doing? Let's go together."

Hong Ziqing transforms into a junior brother... No, junior sister, she sticks behind the dust every day.

Puchen will teach her how to make fire, chop firewood, practice qigong, recite scriptures, and teach her as long as she knows it.

The two get along very well.

Li Dazui drinks tea, chats, and lectures on Buddhist scriptures every day.

Every time she talks about Buddhist scriptures, Li Dazui feels familiar, as if she has heard of it.

Two months later.

"Yeah, Master, Senior Brother, I will miss you. When the winter vacation is over, I will come and I will accompany you to celebrate the New Year."

Miaofa touched her head and gave her a string of Buddhist beads.

Baochen also sent a scripture.

"Master, she..."

"It's okay, she won't harm anyone."

Li Dazui hugged Hong Ziqing and floated down the mountain directly. Of course, he would not leave if he could float.

They returned to the villa again.

Yu Weiwei walked up to Hong Ziqing with a loving look in her evening dress and expensive diamonds.

"Ziqing, your father suddenly wants to attend a banquet, and your sister and I are about to set off. You... you are back suddenly, and there is no evening dress. Let's go eat something first, we will be back soon."

"Mom, I'm fine, let's go."

Hong Xiaohui was wearing a pink dress, delicate like a doll.

"Oh, my sister is back, it's a pity. If you don't come back earlier, you can prepare your dress and go with you."

Yu Weiwei's face paused, she pulled Hong Xiaohui, "Ziqing, we will be back soon."

In the villa, there is no one except the nanny, and it is deserted.

"Hmph, dog thing."

Hong Ziqing didn't care at all, and she was even happy that they were leaving.

Where there is no them, the air is fresh.

She returned to the room and found a layer of gray inside.

"Dog stuff, it's really a dog stuff."

Hong Ziqing was so angry that he lost his temper. The nannies were so scared that they quickly cleaned, and said that it was the wife who said that the eldest lady was not here and there was no need to clean it.

"Hmph, Aunt Li, if you see, they will use these tricks. It's really disgusting."

Li Dazui nodded absent-mindedly.

From the time she floated into the villa, she felt a sense of evil spirit.

"Ziqing, you're here, I'll go out."

Looking at Li Dazui's solemn appearance, Hong Ziqing pulled her in fear.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay, your master brings you the Buddhist beads."

Hong Ziqing waved his hand, "Weared."

Li Dazui floated everywhere in the villa, and his strong evil spirit came from where?

She came to the basement and watched the evil room floating in.

"Fuck, who is so immoral about raising ghost babies?"

There is a ghost doll in this small house and some tributes.

Li Damu floated to the ghost doll, looked at him steadily, "Come out."

...

Oh, it's quite straight, no matter how good it is, you won't come out if you don't come out.

"Little kid, just stay well. I also want to see who is so bold to raise a ghost baby."

Li Da's mouth floated out.

After a while she went out, a string of black smoke floated out of the doll to form the appearance of a baby.

"Shidai, the little ghost is a little ghost, it's not coming out yet."

Li Da's mouth suddenly flashed in front of the little ghost and made a face at him.
Chapter completed!