When I returned to the meditation room, I was still excited, and I accidentally made a movement, so noisy that the abbot opened his eyes, and said angrily: "Don't sleep well, what kind of demon do you catch?"
I hurriedly took off my shoes, jumped on the bed and got into the quilt, and grinned and comforted, "It's okay, it's okay, Master, you sleep with yours." ” "What's the matter, Le Cheng is like this," the master asked, turning around and closing his eyes.
"Hey, Master, you didn't look at me, how did you know that I was happy?"
The abbot cut and muttered: "Who am I, I am your master, I don't know anyone else, as far as you hear the voice, you know that the mouth is almost grinning to the root of your ears, and you still want to admit to lying to anyone."
"Hehe, Master, it's nothing, I'm just reading and having fun."
I looked sloppy, touched my face, and said to myself, is it really that obvious?
The abbot cut again, obviously not convinced, but did not ask any more questions.
I was glad that the abbot was understanding, closed my eyes, and soon fell asleep.
That night, I had several dreams and woke up laughing several times.
Every time I dreamed of how to play tricks on the little fox, and how the little fox knelt down and begged for mercy.
As soon as the day dawned, I went to the firewood pile of Jixiang's kitchen to collect a large bundle of thorn branches, and went to collect some old cangzi scattered on the ground, wrapped a whole large bag with a handkerchief, and put it into the scripture pavilion before everyone got up.
I went to the valley again to collect a lot of fishtail flowers, carefully squeezed the juice into a small bottle, sealed it and carried it in my arms.
Everything is ready, just waiting for her to fall into the net.
That night, I placed all the thorn branches in front of the Scripture Pavilion and sprinkled a layer of soil on them to make a good camouflage.
Then a layer of old cangzi was placed on top to make sure that nothing went wrong.
When I was done, I patted the dirt on my hands and nodded with satisfaction, I had everything ready here, just waiting for her east wind to come.
Back in the pavilion, sit on the futon, close your eyes, open your pores and start to receive signals from things around you.
The monks in the dormitory were already snoring, and the owl in the big tree in the courtyard had just caught a mouse and landed on a branch, and was lowering his head to tear off a piece of meat Although I have this ability, I have not abused it at other times, except for the beginning when I could not use it automatically to receive some external information.
This kind of thing is bothersome, and secondly, it is boring, everyone's things are similar, just do your own, and it is a waste of energy and energy to peep at others.
However, I used it occasionally today, and I found that it was actually quite interesting, at least I knew that the little novice was growing his body, and he would be hungry again soon after he was full, so I could consider talking to the abbot to see if it was possible to add a meal to him or something.
Hi, my brain ran away, I retracted my attention and focused on receiving nearby information.
Strange, why is there no movement at all, could it be that she has self-awareness, and is going to retreat without a fight, but just thinking about it, the pores suddenly shrank, I hurriedly opened my eyes, and said secretly, this thing that doesn't know whether to live or die is really here.
I reached into my arms, took out the vial, flicked the stopper, and got ready.
The door was not struck, and she was left with it, and when the beast came in, he threw her in the face.
There was a sound of small footsteps from far and near, and a place of one or twenty paces away from the pavilion suddenly stopped again, and it was difficult to find my array It seems that I still overestimated her, because soon I heard the sound of spikes on the thorn branches piercing shoes and piercing the skin.
Of course, I also heard the wail of the person outside who was jumping around with his feet covered, and as a result, he was pierced more and more heavily.
Hmph, the dance on the thorny branch is not so pleasant I forced myself to laugh, I really admired her and admired her tightly, she didn't run away quickly when she got on this, and she still had the courage to go forward.
Suddenly I heard a plop, followed by a soft howl.
It's over, this time it's definitely a fall.
It is estimated that the fall was not light, and the thorns all over the ground are afraid that they will be pierced into hedgehogs this time.
I secretly regretted it a little, did I make a big fuss, I broke people's appearance, and I couldn't get married.
I closed my eyes, and my mind showed her outside the door at this time.
This guy is really tenacious, he has already gotten up and jumped on his feet with his skirt and grinning at the door.
I thought that if she couldn't get up and let her go there, then open the door and help her, but now that she is like this, she doesn't know how to retreat, so she has to do it.
The girl finally reached the door, fell to the ground, took off her shoes, and removed the thorns from them one by one. gasped and squeezed the blood with his feet, and puffed out his cheeks and blew on his feet.
Then he endured the pain, took a few breaths, and relieved himself for a while before he began to pick the old cangzi stuck to his clothes.
At this moment, I saw her shoulders twitch, and large tears fell on her clothes I was stunned, I really thought I had gone too far, and she didn't seem to do anything too bad Just as I was stunned and blamed myself, the girl had already finished picking and stood up, when I heard her whispering and complaining: "At such a young age, you are so ruthless, and I don't know who taught it, and I am a monk, and I am not merciful at all." ” One sentence knocked all my self-reproach away, and I hated others to say such things the most, so I stood up and rushed to the door, kicking the door open without much thought.
The door was open outwards and hit the girl's back, and when I reacted to try to save her, she suddenly threw herself hard at the waist and turned around in an incredibly difficult position and hugged the door with her hands and feet.
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