The Buddhist temple was dark and quiet, and the night wind blew in through the cracks in the window, which was still quite cold.

Mingxin knelt on the cushion, and his forehead was so anxious that he was sweating. His heart was raised high in his throat, constantly begging the Buddha for blessing*.

With a "squeak", someone pushed open the wooden door.

Mingxin almost screamed in fear, shivered and turned around, recognizing the figure with a bent waist as *, and quickly asked in a low voice: "How is it? Didn't anyone see it?"

Tang Huan shook her head, turned around and closed the door, covered her stomach and walked to Mingxin's side. There were two rows of twelve cushions, which were pulled out from the inside when she first arrived. It was in the middle of the night, and she was tired and hungry for a day, and she wanted her to kneel all night?

Go dreaming!

Mingxin is willing to kneel down and that is she stupid, so Tang Huan won’t suffer in vain.

She lay down weakly, curled up like a shrimp. There was no way, she was so hungry that she couldn't even speak, and she would feel a little better while covering her stomach.

If she did this, Mingxin knew without asking, * would definitely not steal anything to eat. As a result, the nuns never cooked too much. The little nuns usually only eat 70% full. When she and * came back so late, even if the steamed buns and porridge were left, they would definitely be eaten by the senior sisters in charge of the kitchen. If the master didn't speak, how could they keep it for them?

But she didn't expect * to be so bold. Although she looked clever before, she listened to her master very much.

Looking at the figure lying there, it is impossible to show that it is not envious of her heart. But she dared not lie down, she did not have the courage.

Hungry, Mingxin didn't have the energy to think too much, knelt steadily, and continued to recite the scriptures silently.

Tang Huan closed his eyes, but he was not sleepy at all.

If she hadn't met Song Mo today, Master Jingci punished her like this and would not give her food to her, she would probably have run away.

But she met.

Yuquan Temple is built on the west side of the peach forest. Song Mo is the forest guard of the peach forest. Even if he doesn't inquire specifically, something big happens in Yuquan Temple will probably reach his ears. If Tang Huan does not obediently receive punishment, but hides in the forest as he thought before and then waits for an opportunity to seduce Song Mo, these nuns will definitely send people to find her, and even go to the government to report her. Then let Song Mo know that with his honest nature, he will definitely think of her as a bad nun who does not abide by the rules. By then, Tang Huan is in a bad reputation and it will be even more difficult to get close to him.

So, if she wanted to get close to Song Mo, she had to stay in the temple.

Tang Huan wants to cry so much!

Master Jingci is so cruel! Those are four large water tanks. In the past, two little nuns arranged to carry water every day in the temple, and they had to carry two hours from Yin to Chen. Now they are left to her alone. Even if she gets up before dawn, even if she has endless strength, she has to carry it to noon!

Is it still possible to let people live? Is the life of a nun so hard?

Tang Huan kept cursing Master Jingci in her heart, cursing her to be a nun for life and never taste the taste of a man!

As she cursed, she turned her anger to Song Mo again.

It was him who caused her to suffer in her dream with one sword, and he gave up halfway and ran away in a hurry.

As for the real cause of this dream, as a flower picking thief, Tang Huan will never admit that he was wrong.

I was thinking about it all and cursing, but I fell asleep in a daze.

It seemed that he had just fallen asleep, Mingxin pushed her: "*,*, I'm up, you can't pick up the water before you set out!"

Tang Huan turned over and lay on the cushion: "When is it now?"

"It should be ugly.*, you get up quickly. If it's too late, I can only pick it with you for half an hour. Now, we can pick it together to the end of Yin. At that time, Master sees us diligent and may give us breakfast."

When it is ugly, even if the summer is bright and the earth is fast, it is still dark outside now, right?

He went to fetch water in the dark, and Tang Huan was afraid that she would fall and roll down the mountain!

"No, no need for your help. Keep chanting. Remember to call me in Yinzhong, I will just pick it until noon alone."

Mingxin was stunned, "How can that work? We have to clean the yard and recite scriptures in the morning!"

Tang Huan said impatiently: "No matter, don't call me now, anyway, Master asks me to carry water. I will not delay everyone using water in the morning and afternoon. Don't call me again. If you call me again, you will tell your master that you almost got bullied by the hooligans!" Reciting scriptures? Bah, she still has the chance to meet Song Mo, so she can only be trapped in a nunnery when she recites scriptures.

She was so rogue that she had nothing to say, so she had to worry about her companions secretly.

The next morning, Tang Huan, who had been sleeping enough, took two buckets down the mountain. "*" had carried water before, and it was faster and slower down the mountain, and it took about two quarters of an hour to go back and forth.

Yuquan Temple is not very famous. There are about twenty nuns living in it. Usually they get up late. Tang Huan picked up and rested, and picked up a jar of water before making breakfast. It was already dawn.

Master Jingci found that she was so disobedient, and was furious and did not have to do anything else after being punished. All the heavy work in the temple was handed over to her. He fetched water in the morning, went to the mountains to chop firewood in the afternoon, and knelt in the Buddhist temple for two hours before he could sleep.

Tang Huan didn't care at all. What she needed most now was the opportunity to go out. As long as she picked Song Mo earlier, she wouldn't be afraid of Master Jingci too. An old lady, she thought she could punish her for the rest of her life? It was just a dream.

It would be great if the dream wasn't that real!

Tang Huan sat by the river, staring at the palms of his two red hands, and wanted to cry with grievance.

Thinking of being very proud, I was so tired when I was doing it! Especially now, my legs were trembling when I walked with two buckets.

Tang Huan sighed deeply and turned his head to look at the Taolin next to him. It was dawn, why haven’t you met Song Mo?

Forget it, go back quickly. The breakfast is almost cooked, and even the steamed buns are still needed!

Tang Huan picked up the bucket and walked back swayingly.

The mountain road was winding, and there were twisted branches of ancient trees beside it from time to time. Tang Huan walked carefully, panting.

As she walked, she suddenly heard the sound of footsteps.

Could it be Song Mo?

Staring at the small turn in front, Tang Huan thought for a while, put down the bucket, bent his legs and held his knees bent, buried his head in his palm, and gently twitched it. It was Song Mo's best, not Song Mo, and it was effortless to act.

So, Song Mo brought two gray rabbits around and saw a little nun in gray hiding in the shadow of a tree by the road, as if crying.

He only took a look and then looked away in panic.

The nun's outfits were almost the same. Song Mo didn't know who the nun was, but he couldn't explain why. As soon as he caught a glimpse of the figure over there, he thought of the little nun last night, the little nun who made him unable to sleep for a night.

Song Mo pursed his lips and walked forward without looking sideways.

It doesn't matter who it is, it's better for him to go his way, and there is no relationship between them.

As the distance got closer, Song Mo couldn't help but speed up.

Although Tang Huan covered his eyes, he saw the man's trouser legs and cloth shoes from his fingers.

There is a man named Song Mo living nearby, and it is very likely that he is the one who comes.

Just as the man was about five steps away from her, Tang Huan rubbed his eyes, held the bucket and stood up, and acted as if he wanted to continue going up the mountain. However, when he picked up one bucket and turned around to pick up the other, she accidentally looked forward, "Donor Song?" The bucket in her hand fell down with a thud, and clear water splashed everywhere, flowing down the mountain road quickly, wetting a piece of soil.

"ah……"

Tang Huan was so anxious that he went to pick up the wooden barrel that was still rolling down, but accidentally tripped and fell forward.

Song Moqing couldn't help but take a step forward, stretched out his hand, and suddenly hesitated in his heart, but he still didn't help her.

Tang Huan successfully fell.

She was surprised. Unexpectedly, the man who was still enthusiastic yesterday did not support her today. However, she quickly changed her strategy, supporting the ground with one hand and holding her ankle with the other, and facing Song Mo with only a side face, blushing and said, "* clumsy, made Song Duke laugh." There was shyness and uneasiness in seeing him, and there was also a shameful and nervousness in front of him.

Although Song Mo endured and did not help, the little nun fell, and his eyes followed her, for fear that she would roll down unsteadily. Seeing that she was just sitting there, Song Mo was about to look elsewhere, but suddenly heard her say something.

His eyes froze.

The bright morning light shone through the forest and shone on her body. Under the blue-gray nun hat, her cheeks became more and more white and delicate. Because facing this side, Song Mo could only see her long drooping eyelashes, her rosy lip nibbles, her delicate chin, and her slender neck.

I don’t know if it was because of her shy and pitiful expression or her gentle and gentle voice, Song Mo’s heartbeat faster.

Why does this little nun always make him feel strange?

"Are you okay?"

It seemed bad to leave immediately, and he couldn't say anything else, and he was silent for a while and then put on this sentence. He didn't expect that as soon as he finished speaking, the other party suddenly cried. She didn't do anything, and she was still in the same position as before. Her long eyelashes flashed a few times, and Song Mo saw crystal tears falling from her face.

This reaction was too unexpected and Song Mo was at a loss.

"Are you injured?" Song Mo felt a little guilty, after all, he deliberately did not help her just now.

"No..." Tang Huan slowly stood up, with his back to Song Mo to wipe his eyes, "I'm fine, donor Song, go down the mountain quickly." His voice was full of crying.

Song Mo stopped talking. Thinking that she was crying just now, and now she was crying again. Could it be that somewhere was wronged?

He asked a question with a heart, but was afraid that she would think too much. Song Mo decided for a while and decided not to have too many entanglements with her, so he walked forward.

Tang Huan was stupid. She was playing hard to get, and she was waiting for Song Mo to come over and ask her, why did he really leave?

Stop him and ask him?

It definitely won't work, that's too embarrassing!

Let him go for nothing?

Tang Huan can vomit blood. It turns out that she has to waste a bucket of water and act in vain!

She gritted her teeth and stared at the cold back, and her eyes slowly fell on the rabbit that was still flapping in his hand.

"Master Song!" She hurriedly chased after her.

Song Mo paused, turned his head, but did not turn around.

Tang Huan stood beside him, looked at him timidly, then looked at the two gray rabbits with pity, and whispered: "Master Song, did you just hit these two rabbits?"

Song Mo was still confused by her timid glance. Hearing this, he explained casually: "No, I just caught it in the condom under the fence."

Tang Huan breathed a lightly and said with a blushing face: "Since it was not called by Mr. Song, can Mr. Song give me these two rabbits? I see that they are really pitiful and can't bear it..." Halfway through, she plucked up the courage to look up, and saw Song Mo looking at her in surprise, and shook her head again and again: "Well, if Mr. Song doesn't want to, I won't force it...I'll leave!"

I turned around and wanted to run back, like a child who was afraid of being scolded.

But suddenly there was a strong arm in front of him, and Tang Huan looked at Song Mo in confusion.

Song Mo did not look at her, but said, "Give it to you." It was indeed not appropriate to hunt rabbits in front of a little nun.

Tang Huan took two heavy rabbits and smiled sincerely: "Donor Song is such a good person."

Song Mo's skin was hot and he left in a hurry.

Tang Huan looked at his back and lowered his head to touch the rabbit. Thinking that the food rations for the next two or three days were all solved, he finally felt much better.
Chapter completed!