Chapter 640 Monk X Little Flower Demon 9

After a long time, he dropped his hand in despair and looked at Su Nuo deeply.

There was confusion and some unknown in his narrow eyes.

Xuanji stood by the bed for a while before leaving.

When Su Nuo woke up, the moon was already fading and the sky was already dark.

Fortunately, the moon is bright, and even if there are no lights in the house, it can still be seen clearly.

Su Nuo rubbed her eyes and sat up from the bed. She immediately saw the neatly folded clothes beside the pillow. She picked it up with her soft little hands and saw that it was a beautiful pink shirt and dress, thin and cute.

There are also bellybands, small clothes and pants worn inside.

Su Nuo held it up with both hands, brought it to her nose, and sniffed it gently, smelling a faint scent of sandalwood.

Obviously, it was cleaned by Xuanji.

Suddenly, Su Nuo's face turned crimson when she thought that Xuanji had washed these close-fitting clothes, her eyes were watery, and she felt a little embarrassed.

She rubbed her face, took off the loose monk's robe, and put on this soft pink skirt.

Just right, a perfect fit.

Su Nuo walked barefoot on the ground. As soon as she took a step, she felt a stinging pain under her feet.

She frowned, sat down on the edge of the bed again, lifted her feet up, and saw a thorn poking through the soles of her feet.

Seeing a thorn on the sole of her foot, Su Nuo was thinking about how to solve it.

Xuanji opened the door and walked in, holding a basin of vegetable soup in his hand.

"My feet hurt."

When Su Nuo saw Xuan Ji, she raised her head aggrievedly, with tears in her eyes.

With her white and tender hands, she pointed at her little feet that were like tender bamboo shoots.

"What's wrong."

Xuanji put the vegetable soup in his hand on the table and walked straight towards Su Nuo.

"There is a thorn."

Su Nuo said in a muffled voice, his voice aggrieved.

Xuanji stood up, went to find a needle, and pinched Su Nuo's foot with one hand. It was smooth and boneless, with a faint scent of flowers.

As soon as Xuanji held her feet, thoughts began to wander in her mind.

His brows were condensed for a while, and his eyes were even more fierce.

"pain."

Su Nuo didn't dare to move her little feet, her expression was still pitiful, especially her wonderful eyes, which were sparkling.

Xuanji was lost in thought then, and carefully pricked her with a needle.

After finally picking out the thorn for her, Xuanji saw her eyes were red and she was about to cry, looking pitiful.

"alright."

Xuanji put away her needlework, bought her some pink satin shoes, and brought them over.

He saw Su Nuo sitting there, with tears in her eyes, bare feet, pitiful.

Taking the shoes, I originally wanted to throw them next to his legs and feet so that he could wear them himself.

Finally, he knelt down again, held her little feet with one hand, held the shoes with the other, and carefully put the little shoes on her.

She is really delicate, but she was pricked by a small thorn, and her little feet looked like they couldn't move.

"hungry?"

Xuanji asked in a low voice again.

"hungry."

Su Nuo said softly, nodded slightly, and looked at Xuan Ji with bright eyes.

"Come and have vegetable soup."

Xuanji got up first, walked to the table, and then pushed the vegetable soup on the table.

Because the soles of her feet were still a little painful, Su Nuo walked a little slowly.

When she was approaching, she glanced at the vegetable soup on the table, and then at Xuan Ji standing aside.

"Eat."

Xuanji then pushed the bowls and chopsticks in the direction of Su Nuo.

Su Nuo nodded, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and started eating.

It's bland and tasteless, and it's hard to drink.

Su Nuo took a bite and her face wrinkled into a bun.

It's better to just let yourself eat raw food.

However, if he doesn't eat, Xuanji will feel that he can't endure hardship, and then he has to drive himself away.

After thinking about it, Su Nuo bit the bullet and started eating the vegetable soup.

After drinking half a basin, he put down his chopsticks and looked at Xuan Ji with shining eyes.

"I'm done eating."

Xuanji looked at her little face for a moment, then looked at the vegetable soup on the table.

He understood in his heart and nodded slightly.

"Rest."

After saying that, I put a futon in the room next to the window, meditating and chanting sutras by myself, so that my troubled mind could be calmed.

Su Nuo also quickly held a futon and sat next to Xuan Ji's voice, chanting incessantly.

Xuanji was confused and stopped chanting sutras, looking at Su Nuo with his narrow eyes.

"What are you reading?"

"I'm chanting sutras."

Su Nuo's round little face said seriously.

"Reciting sutras? What are you reciting?"

Xuanji was even more confused, and then asked again.

"The Tao Te Ching, the Tao can be Tao, but it is not Tao, and the name can be named, but it is not named..."

Su Nuo answered with a smile, her eyes bright.

Xuanji:? ?

"Where did you learn that?"

Xuanji asked.

"You taught me that."

Su Nuo smiled innocently, and her black and white eyes were sparkling with stars.

"Nonsense."

Xuanji never taught her anything.

Su Nuo blinked her bright eyes and looked at Xuan Ji without moving for a moment.

"This is a Buddhist temple."

Xuanji reminded her, and where did she learn the Tao Te Ching.

"I know, Daxiangguo Temple."

Su Nuo nodded, looking at Xuan Ji with crystal clear black and white eyes.

"How can we recite the Tao Te Ching in our temple?"

Xuanji asked.

"Hahaha." Su Nuo laughed dryly, "Taoists and Buddhas used to be one family, hahaha."

Xuanji:......

Xuanji was speechless for a while, but he just listened to her serious nonsense.

Then he closed his eyes again and began to chant.

Su Nuo blinked and slowly moved her body closer to him.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, after walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, he saw that the five aggregates are all empty, and he survived all the hardships."

Xuanji just finished reading a sentence.

Su Nuo started thinking about it.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, after walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, he saw that the five aggregates are empty and survived all the hardships."

Su Nuo's voice was soft, grandma's, and very nice.

When reciting the Heart Sutra, there is a kind of heart-shaking throbbing.

sounds so good.

Xuanji was stunned for a moment, opened his eyes, and saw Su Nuo, a small ball, kneeling on the futon, with her eyes closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and her plump and pink lips moving slightly.

Her body kept tilting in his direction, swaying.

If the young novice monk in the temple chanted sutras like this, he would have been slapped with a ruler.

But at this time, Xuanji found Su Nuo like this quite cute.

"Why don't you read it anymore?"

Su Nuo closed her eyes and listened for a long time. Before he could continue chanting, he asked a question.

Xuanji smiled lightly and continued: "Relic, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color..."

I have to move today, that’s all. I’ll give you 6,000 tomorrow!