Chapter 536: Pure and witty and handsome monk 11

After a long time, Azhao finally understood what Mrs. Wen Yuangong was saying.
She glanced at the coral.
"Mother, I really didn't plan to be a monk!" A Zhao promised the same time with Mrs. Wenyuan.

Really?
Mrs. Wen Yuangong wiped her tears.
"Really!" A Zhao said with a voice.
A fool will be a monk.
I haven't even eaten meat.
I finally took away Mrs. Wen Yuangong, and A Zhao smiled and looked at the coral: "You understand the ability well, and the complaint is quite happy."
coral:"……"
Little, Miss, spare!
......
That night.
Azhao still sleeps in bed early.
Her recent break was earlier than usual.
However, the government felt that her previous troubles had been lost, and it was good to rest more.
In a blink of an eye, I went to the familiar small courtyard.
Zhan Ming is still in the chanting.
When Azhao returned to his second life, he went straight into his house and sat on the stool to listen to him.
It’s no surprise that Zhan Ming sees her again.
"Azhao Shizhu is here?"
A Zhao smiled: "I am coming."
The two had a tacit understanding this time, sitting together in the courtyard.
Azhao waved, and a lot of scriptures appeared on the table.
"This is some of the scriptures that I brought from home, and I am sending you." A Zhao said generously.
When Zhan Ming turned his hand and turned his brow, he frowned: "This is a rare and lonely one, and the poor are suffering from it."
Azhao waved his hand: "What is wrong with me, I am in your small courtyard night and night, harassing Master Zhan Ming, this is a thank you."
Zhan Mingwen said: "A Zhao Shizhu did not disturb the barren, but also gave a barren tea. The thank you is not to be a daring."
Azhao is not happy: "You are a monk really boring."
Zhan Ming just looked at her gently.
More and more, A Zhao is not reasonable.
Anyway, it seems to be unreasonable, Azhaosu played a rogue.
She pointed to the scriptures in front of her eyes: "I, the things that have been sent out have never been recovered. If Master Zhan Ming is too disgusted, I will..."
Her eyes turned and her hands stretched out, and the oil lamp in the room had already appeared in her hand.
The soul is afraid of fire, and Azhao is holding the lamp, and there is some fear in her heart, but the face is not revealed.
She tilted the oil lamp: "If you don't want it, I will burn them."
It is not waiting for the reaction of Zhanming. The oil lamp is a little bit, and the book on the top has been ignited.
Zhan Ming’s calm eyes finally gave birth to a fluster.
He didn't even care about the fire that had already burned, he covered it directly with his sleeves and extinguished the fire.
I took the book and looked at it carefully. I saw that the cover was burned and the content was still intact, and I was relieved.
Looking up to Azhao, Zhan Ming’s look is not recognized:
A Zhao Shizhu, you are the only ones in the world, the treasures of Buddhism, so contemptuous, it’s not right.

A Zhao whispered a sigh: "The master is not saying this right."
Zhan Ming: "Oh?"
"The master dismissed the golden line Mei Xue, and it is no different from ordinary mountain springs. I understand it very well."
Azhao said with a smile: "In the case of the master, these are just things outside."
Zhan Ming’s eyes moved and looked at A Zhao, who already understood what she was going to say.
I really saw Azhao reaching out and pointing to the book on the table: "I am different from the master. I am a vulgar, prefer the appetite, and do not love this Buddha."