Chapter 45:

Foen Temple has become more and more hot in the past six months. When the two reached the foot of the mountain, they were already full of people, more people than when Ji Xi first came.
Before going down the mountain, Ji Cao was just a seed, which was brought down by Ji Cao in the pot, and now it looks like a human figure.
"Why, are you excited?" Ji Xi looked at her and asked with a smile, "You were a seed before, and don't know if you have any impressions."
"Yes." Ji Cao touched his chin with emotion, "I don't know what happened to the old monk now."
The two began to go up the mountain. Ji Xi walked and asked her, "Does the host know you are a monster?"
"It should be known, she taught me a lot of things." Ji Cao shrugged his shoulders and kept looking around.
Ji Xi raised her eyebrows, "For example?"
"For example, if you want to listen to you, try to integrate into the human world, and protect yourself and you, probably that's all." Ji Cao didn't know what he thought, and suddenly laughed, looking at Ji Xi, "Of course, It is also said that if the person who supports me is not good to me, then don’t politely use the rattan to pump the other person’s out of flowers."
Ji Xi is full of black lines, "When you hear this kind of thing, you know you are talking nonsense."
"Congratulations, you guessed it, but there are no prizes." Ji Cao shook his index finger and shook his eyes, and then his eyes lingered around. The bare branches had no beauty at all. , Why so many people."
"They came here not to see the scenery, but to get married." Ji Xi reached out and rubbed her hair, explaining, "And now the bareness is because the peach blossoms are withering because of the coming December. But When I took you down the mountain, these peach blossoms were very splendid, and when I looked at them, it was a pink ocean."
"Ah, I didn't see it." Ji Cao asked curiously, "Is it pretty? How does it look like?"
"A pink ocean is just a bit rich in flavor." Ji Xi saw her as if she was very interested, and promised to take her to see the peach blossoms next year when they blossom.
Ji Cao couldn't wait, "When will it be opened? Will it take a long time?"
Ji Xi thought about it and said uncertainly, "Maybe March or April."
"Oh, March or April, there must be," Ji Cao counted his fingers and sighed vicissitudes. "At least five months Hey, so far away. Maybe I won't be the grass, but the old grass."
"Time passes quickly, and it will be next year at once."
"really?"
"Really, when did I lie to you."
"Everything will be the first time."
"……Oh."
The two talked and laughed and reached the top of the mountain in a short while.
Looking at the crowd that was more crowded than under the mountain, Ji Xi felt a little emotional. When she took away the potted plants before, she always felt that the so-called burning incense and praying for a marriage is just for psychological comfort. After all, how can a potted plant have a marriage. Now from the side, she can be regarded as a marriage. Thinking about it this way, this temple is indeed very spiritual, at least let her really find the sweetheart.
"Let's burn incense first." Ji Xi glanced at her, planning to burn incense and bow down on her knees, and later to find the host.
"Okay." Ji Cao was still very interested in things she hadn't experienced, and immediately took her by the arm.
At the door, Ji Xi suddenly thought of a question and lowered his voice, "Little Green, you are a monster, aren't you afraid of these places? I watch TV and I will say that the Buddha's open things will restrain the monster."
Ji Cao looked at the smoky temple and was confused, "I don't know Hey, it should be fine."
"Then do you feel uncomfortable now." Ji Xi was a little worried. "Otherwise, I'll go in and you are here to wait. Or not to burn incense, let's go directly to the host."
"I'm fine." Ji Cao took the other party and walked in. "I'll be uncomfortable for a while, and I will tell you."
Ji Xi saw that she insisted that she could only go in with the force, but a heart was raised, and the whole body was guarded. When Ji Cao was uncomfortable, she pulled the person out as soon as possible.
The two tried on the edge of the threshold, and the movement attracted the attention of many people. Soon a monk came to persuade them not to stay at the door so as not to hinder others.
Before Ji Xi had time to speak, Ji Cao apologized to everyone. "It's really embarrassing, our family Xiao Xi is naughty and troubles everyone."
Ji Xi: ...Whose fault is this really?
However, Ji Cao had already apologized, and she was too lazy to explain again, and pulled Ji Cao directly into it.
"It smells good." Ji Cao moved his nose, smelling the smell of sandalwood, listening to the Sanskrit, inexplicably wanting to sleep, and yawned the next second.
"Sleepy? Want to sleep and go back to the car to go back to sleep." Ji Xi squeezed her little face, and then went to get incense.
For the first time, Ji Cao was incense, and he could only learn Ji Xi's movements. If he had learned anything, he would learn to put a blank face on the other side.
After burning the incense and leaving the temple, Ji Xi kneaded her face with both hands, "Don't learn that I have a stinky face, so ugly."
Ji Cao suddenly smiled, "It's rare that you have this self-knowledge, and you know that you have a stinky face all day." It seems that she is worried about Ji Xi's revenge. She quickly added a sentence, "I just made a joke with you, don't take it seriously." ."
Ji Xi: ...this joke is not funny at all.
However, Ji Xi also knows that if he compares this problem with Ji Cao, it is estimated that he will be mad at himself. But before she could speak, two young monks ran over and said breathlessly that the host wanted to see them.
Hearing that there was a host, the pilgrims walking in and out raised their ears together, and looked at Ji Jicao’s eyes with an inquiry. They wanted to see where the two could let the host send someone to meet. It's a pity that no matter what they look at, they don't see anything.
Ji Cao and the two followed the young monk and went into a room after a few laps.
"Old monk," seeing the person sitting cross-legged, Ji Cao took Ji Xi to sit down on the mat opposite him, "I haven't seen you for a long time."
Had it not been for the door of this room to close, her attitude towards the host would probably dissatisfy the monks outside. However, Nian En didn't care, and nodded to her with a smile, then looked at Ji Xi, "Ji Xi donor."
Ji Xi nodded solemnly, and after greeting, directly asked the host what happened to them.
"Isn't it the Ji Xi donor who wanted to find the poor monk?" Nian En smiled and twisted the bead in his right hand. There is no chance of regret."
Nianen can guess what she wants to ask, Ji Xi is not very strange, after all, the other party now has the image of a monk in her heart. But this last sentence, how hard she listened. What are "an empty space" and "are they really not?" Did she ever have the opportunity to regret?
On the other hand, Ji Cao looked at Ji Xi, who was frowning, and then looked at the old monk where the gods were, and moved away, brushing his sense of presence unwillingly. A few days? I asked Xiao Xi to buy you some delicious food." After she finished, she looked at the cold and quiet Zen room. "There is no quilt in winter. Your temple really does not respect the old and love the young."
Nian was teased by her, "I am a monk who is in the cold and does not feel cold. Now it seems that Ji Xi is taking good care of you, I don't know what you call it now?"
Ji Cao always felt uncomfortable when listening to this article, but when someone asked the name, she still habitually replied, "Old monk, shouldn’t you introduce yourself before asking someone else’s name?"
Ji Xi raised his head, not knowing whether it was an illusion, and seemed to see that the host's eyes flashed a bit lonely.
"Poor monk, grace."
"Nian En, Nian En." Ji Cao remembered the name and burst out laughing, "How do you get such a name?"
Nian En smiled, with a few memories on her face, "Only in this way, dare not forget her affection."
This is a person who has a story.
Ji Cao immediately lit up the heart of gossip, and asked who this "she" was and what kind of grace it was. It's a pity that Nianen didn't want to say more and went on to ask her current name.
"Ji Cao." Ji Cao first learned to write his own name, worrying about misunderstanding, and writing on the ground while saying, "Ji Xi's Ji, Xiao Cao's grass."
"Ji Cao, Ji Cao, it really is like God." Nian En folded his hands together, "Amitabha."
Ji Cao also closed his hands, closed his eyes, and opened a slit secretly, learning the tone, "Amitabha."
"Don't mess around." Ji Xi pulled Ji Cao and wanted to ask something, but remembered that Ji Cao was still there and said to her, "Xia Cao, I have something to tell the host. You go out and wait for me, OK? ?"
"Can't I listen?" Ji Cao rushed to her arms and rubbed, coquettishly, "I want to listen too."
"No, it's not something you can listen to." Ji Xi took her seriously, then took the person outside and closed the door quickly before returning to the cushion.
Ji Cao looked at the closed door and was dumbfounded. It's rare to see Ji Xi so nervous, she was curious whether it was related to herself, and why. Thinking of this, she looked at the little monk next to the gate, crouched at the door, and let go of her consciousness.
However, to her surprise, the usual unfavorable spiritual consciousness is now no longer effective. As if it was blocked by something, you can only see the mouth of the two people, but you can't hear what they are talking about.
Did the spirit recognize the problem?
Ji Cao doubtlessly released his consciousness and increased the distance, but he could hear the voices of the rest of the pilgrims and the voices of the two or three young monks. Only the voices of Nian En and Ji Xi could not hear.
Noting this, she understood that it must have been the reason that Nian separated their voices from overhearing.
Thinking of this, Ji Cao puffed up his cheek unhappily and sat down on the steps angrily. I don't know how long it has passed before there was a "squeak" sound when the wooden door was pulled open.
"Little Green, Master Nian wants to talk to you." Ji Xi came out full of thoughts, nodded to Ji Cao, and signaled her to go in.
Ji Cao patted the dust on the buttocks and hummed around Ji Xi before entering the room.
"Nian En monk, what did you just say?" Ji Cao sat down on his mat and looked at the old monk with his chin. He smiled innocently, and the dimple dipped into a lovely arc, trying to relax the other party. Be alert to pry out some information.
"Just because Xi Ji asked some questions to answer them, they are all related to you." Nian En glanced at her with a look through her eyes. "As for the content, I won't say more."
Ji Prairie was quite happy. After listening to the following sentence, he suddenly bulged his cheek and muttered in a low voice, "It's stingy."
Nian En, as if she didn't hear her, asked directly, "Xiao Cao, do you want to practice?"
"Ah?" Ji Cao sat upright. "I have practice." How can she quickly grow from seed without practice? And cultivation is almost her instinct. As long as you eat, drink, sleep, and sleep, the energy in your body will continue to grow.
She didn't know how to practice other monsters, but she only felt that it was not normal for her to behave like this.
Nian En smiled and said nothing, let Ji Cao reach out.
"What do you want my hand to do?" Ji Cao looked at him suspiciously, and stretched out his hands while nagging, "Hold it down at most, otherwise Xiaoxi will be jealous and I have to coax her. By the way, you must not know-- "
Before she had finished speaking, she felt a force pouring into her body from the place where her palms were connected. Her pupils widened in an instant, and then her eyes became dark, and she lost consciousness.