Fast Travel Guide: The heroine collapses

Chapter 354, Monk, Come to the Bowl 35



Chapter 354, Monk, Come to the Bowl 35

Chapter 354, Monk, Come to the Bowl 35

Qingcheng walked over and rubbed Yuqingchi's feet, "Little monk, I'm back!"

Yuqingchi hugged a lot of things, and the sun was a little bright at this time, making drops of sweat drip from Yuqingchi's smooth and round forehead.

"Little monk, are you tired? Give me the things, and I'll put them away for you!" Qingcheng pondered for a while, looking at Yuqingchi's appearance, feeling a little sad.

Yuqingchi smiled as if nothing had happened, and lowered his head to touch Qingcheng's head, but found that he was holding something in his hand. After thinking about it, he saw a river in front of him, and there seemed to be a pavilion beside the river.

"Little fox, it's still early, let's sit over there for a while!"

Qingcheng said that Yuqingchi looked over and nodded.

"Little monk, let me help you get something!"

Yuqingchi looked at Qingcheng's small body, and shook his head silently, "No, little fox, I can do it!"

Yuqingchi said and walked in the direction of the pavilion.

Qingcheng didn't suddenly look at Yuqingchi's eyes, suddenly felt that he was despised, his ears drooped, and he followed Yuqingchi, a little sullen.

Yuqingchi put the things on the stone table of the gazebo, sat down, wiped the sweat from his brow, and saw the little fox squatting on the stone table, with his buttocks facing away from him, staring at the little fox not far away. willow.

On the edge of the clear river, a willow tree hangs its branches, the breeze blows gently, and the calm river is rippling. The willow tree is like a beautiful woman, and the fluttering branches are like her long hair hanging down the waist, dancing with the wind.

Yuqingchi obviously sensed that the little fox was in a bad mood. After thinking for a while, he looked down at a package of paper-wrapped things on the stone table, opened the package, and put it beside Qingcheng.

"Little fox, this is the roast chicken I bought for you just now. Brother Chengtian is right. You are a little fox. How can you be a vegetarian like us!"

Yuqingchi had a smile on his face, and when Qingcheng, who was originally a little sullen, took out the roast chicken from Yuqingchi, his eyes lit up.

Hearing Yuqingchi's words, Paw scratched his head a little irritably, and turned around.

Looking at the golden grilled chicken in the paper bag, with a cloying aroma, Qingcheng couldn't help swallowing.

"Not only foxes eat meat, you people also eat meat, but monks don't!" Qingcheng muttered softly.

Yuqingchi didn't object, Qingcheng's words were indeed the truth, and followed Qingcheng's fox hair, "Since ancient times, monks have been empty of the six elements, so it's not that we don't eat it, but we just can't eat it!"

Yuqingchi's words made Qingcheng sneer, "The six elements are all empty? Can the six elements be empty if you don't eat meat and only eat vegetarian food? Little monk, that's just a superstition. Didn't the Buddha always say that all living beings in the six realms are equal? Animals have life, don’t you monks also have life by eating plants? The meaning is the same, if there is a Buddha in the heart, the Buddha is in the heart, so it doesn’t matter whether you eat meat or not!”

As he said that, Qingcheng's eyes flashed with confusion, "Except for those who don't have a heart, who would be truly empty of all six things?"

Qingcheng's sudden words made Yuqingchi startled slightly, lowered his eyes, and pushed the roast chicken in front of Qingcheng.

"Little fox, don't talk about it, eat it while it's hot!"

Qingcheng came back to her senses, looked at the grilled chicken, there seemed to be a layer of oil on the surface, the aroma was alluring, her eyes were wide open, bright pupils flickered, and she forgot the complicated heart for a moment, leaned forward, pressed the The chicken gnawed with sharp teeth.

(End of this chapter)


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