Chapter 12 促膝

Chapter 12 seated side by side
Frankly speaking, Xin Zhuo’s call didn’t make much sense, just as what Hui Rulan said didn’t make much sense either.

But it was strong in its preconceptions and stolen concepts, plus raising the bar, the bar-on-the-floor kind of thing, even taking the line about Lu Xiu Cai talking about dying Ji Wu Life and using it for a while.

If replaced in the previous life, this keyboard power is only general, the other side of a “more reading” or “poor word choice, junior high school did not graduate it”, you can fall in line, angry teeth itchy, and then spit fragrance, a pass of the three-word sutra mutual spray.

However, where has Hui Rulan seen this kind of battle? She usually encountered either gentle, well-read literati, or women and children who worshiped Buddha and God and were not literate, who had said such profound words to her?
Even the old nuns in the nunnery, when they spoke about Buddhism, they only had some allusions or Sanskrit scriptures to persuade people to be good.

Even though she felt that the other party might be speaking crookedly, she had no way to refute it.

Therefore, she froze in place, not knowing how to answer.

“It’s hard to distinguish between good and evil in this world, what the young monk said makes so much sense!”

The enlightened Huixin nun behind her, her bulging chest undulating, she genuinely felt that what Xin Zhuo said made sense.

No one responded.

The autumn wind was sluggish, and the leaves were falling as before.

Han Qiniang and Huang Dagui, who were hiding in a hut in the fortress, clenched their fists.

Da Dangjia’s so learned and literate, so well said.

Usually face Water Moon nuns only eat the part of defeat, today finally move back a game.

“Reading is still useful, no! Or the big pawn’s great!”

Han Jiulang swore, to his own big boss full of worship and admiration, just now that words, not to mention say out, even if it is rote memorization, he a month may not be able to do.

At this time Xin Zhuo looked towards the silent Hui Rulan and cupped his fists in a salute: “Even so, I would like to thank the young master, the ordinary but great young master, it’s as if my soul has been cleansed by Buddha, even if the universe is overthrown, I won’t forget how you woke me up today, if it wasn’t for you, I would have been kept in the dark for the rest of my life!”

Winning and then reconciling, preventing the other party from becoming enraged and uniting the Water Moon Nuns for a group attack.

This damn insecurity!

Hui Rulan opened her mouth, her mind was at a loss, what did the other party mean by this arrogance?
Fortunately, Xin Zhuo immediately solved her confusion: “Since you and I are not different, and I thank you now, what do you have to say to me?”

This …… can still be a courtesy?

“Ah, of course we also want to thank the little master for solving our confusion, without the little master, we will also be forever in the dark, we are equally washed by the Buddha’s sacred light, even if …… the universe is destroyed, we will not forget your enlightenment today.”

Hui Rulan still didn’t reply, but behind her, the Hui Xin nun’s eyes were filled with the light of wisdom, and she knowingly reported the courtesy.

“Very well said, go back, next time do not come!”

Xin Zhuo turned around to go back to the cottage, his hemp clothes swinging with the wind, and surprisingly, he also had a few different looks.

Han Qiniang several people hurriedly went out to welcome them, looking excited: “Big Boss’s good! We won!”

“It’s nothing, let’s see if it’s gone yet.”

Xin Zhuo did not turn around and gave the thieves a wink.

Han Qiniang’s few people looked outside the fortress and couldn’t help but look stunned.

Xin Zhuo had a bad feeling, turned his head, and saw that Nun Hui Xin had gone back, but Hui Rulan walked straight into the fortress.

“What else does the young mistress want to do?” Han Qiniang greeted her, her face full of hostility.

Hui Rulan guffawed and laughed lightly, clearly a monk, but full of charm, crossing over Han Qiniang to look at Xin Zhuo: “What the young master said makes sense, the poor nun’s understanding of Buddhism seems to have been refined even more, so the poor nun won’t be leaving tonight, and would like to have a long talk with the young master.”

Xin Zhuo:”……”

Han Qiniang and the others looked at each other with a head full of question marks. Huang Dagui let out a loud laugh: “Little nun, you don’t even look at where this is? Not afraid we’ll eat you.”

“This body’s skin, sending it to you all to satiate your bellies is also a feat!”

Still the same speech, but very lethal, Hui Rulan walked straight towards a house, which happened to be Xin Zhuo’s room.

The door of the room opened and closed.

No one knew what Huirulan was doing in there, or was she just meditating? Preparing for a long talk in the evening?

“What about the daimyo?”

Han Qiniang looked to Xin Zhuo, she was used to being a mountain bandit, but when she encountered this kind of soft-hearted nun, she really had no way out. Xin Zhuo also had no choice, encountered a rolling knife meat!

So, is the other party really attracted by her own nonsense, or is she unconvinced and ready to argue again?
“This nun is immodest!” Cui Ying’er coldly said: “Is the word “knees” used by monks? Promoting knees with a man in the middle of the night?”

After Cui Ying’er woke up, Han Qiniang several people looked at their own big boss, could …… the last guess be true?
Xin Zhuo felt that in addition to leaving the nun sleeping at home, it was a bit strange, but it did not matter, let her do as she pleased.

Nothing during the day, because we have to guard against the sudden attack of the fierce tiger fortress and the government, the six people take turns patrolling the foot of the mountain.

Lack of security Xin Zhuo with a small yellow run down the peak, a stay is an afternoon.

Occasionally, silhouettes could be seen swaying at the bottom of the mountain, but it was impossible to tell if they were constables or passersby.

……

As night fell, the people casually ate, then stood side by side at the door of Xin Zhuo’s room, looking inside.

The house was pitch black, it had been a whole day, Hui Rulan hadn’t made a single sound, hell knows what she was doing inside.

This kind of dry watching was boring.

Before long Huang Dagui and Bai Jianxiao went back to their rooms to sleep with gloating faces, Cui Ying’er brought Han Jiulang down to patrol the mountain, and had to change shifts in the second half of the night.

It was Han Qiniang who had nothing to do, accompanying the big pawn next to her, her eyes gleaming: “That …… big pawn.”

“Say!”

“If she sees that you have martial arts skills and wants Lingjin, will you give her saliva to eat at night?”

“This ……”

This question is a bit beyond Xin Zhuo’s comprehension, looking at Qiniang’s eyes that do not know whether she is expecting affirmation or denial, said in a serious tone: “First of all, she will definitely not look for me to ask for saliva to eat, and secondly, she is a monk, I will not accept it, I’m a clean person!”

“Then what about the nightly knee-jerking?” Han Qiniang blinked.

“If she has to, at best we’ll all just keep each other warm, and there’s something else to it.”

“Hmph!” Han Qiniang rolled her eyes and turned to go back inside.

The courtyard was silent.

Xin Zhuo stood for a long time again, in fact, he could have totally made do in Han Jiulang’s room first, just that for one thing, he recognized the bed, and for another, he got a different idea.

This nun called herself the Water Moon Nunnery Martial Hall Nun, if she could develop into a spirit offering, would it not be a good harvest?
After thinking about it for a while, he went to the kitchen and took out two boiled potatoes, returned to the door of the room and gently snapped the door.

No one answered.

Sleeping?

Pushing the door open and adjusting to the darkness for a moment, he vaguely saw a figure sitting at his desk, his body rippling, not knowing what he was doing.

He smiled, groped his way to the oil lamp, picked up the flint to light it, turned back to the door with a smile on his face, then froze in place, the potatoes in his hand nearly falling to the floor.

Hui Rulan was holding his book “Ancient Temple Strange Scholar” and reading it with great fascination.

This …… righteous persona is gone today.

Seemingly sensing his gaze, Hui Rulan put down the book and smiled faintly: “The Cang Lan Pure Jade Kung Fu that I cultivate has excellent eyesight, so I can watch the book at night!”

Xin Zhuo placed the potatoes in front of her and deliberated for a moment: “Awesome, but I’m curious, this kind of book, you also read it?”

“Since the Shi Master can read it, why can’t the poor nun read it? After all, there is no difference between a mountain bandit and a nun!”

Hui Rulan learned and answered aptly.

Xin Zhuo sat on the bed and said derisively, “Alright, then may I ask the young mistress, what is the aftermath of the reading?”

Hui Rulan stretched her waist lazily and smiled wryly: “The writing is okay, the plot is not good, in order to emphasize the male and female affairs, the hard explanation and slowing down the pace of the story, more or less some far-fetched!

And he then, the posture of men and women, pure imagination, not the science of the human body, poor nuns know more than the author of the book, the folk twenty-eight styles, the palace thirty-six wonderful, none of the fine!”

Xin Zhuo stared at the dignified and beautiful Hui Rulan nun, a moment of astonishment, this …… has the high monk ah!

(End of chapter)