What?

Who is this?

Unanswered to her doubts, Ningdai heard the monk say hello.

It sounds like it's a normal tone.

A few seconds later, the young man surnamed Pei walked into the bamboo house with a carefree stride.

"Mingyue, what is the identity of this new woman you picked up?"

When asking questions, he had already walked towards Ning Dai without any regard for the difference between men and women, and the other party was even lying in bed.

I don't know if people in the world are too informal or if they do it on purpose, just want to see Ning Dai's reaction.

Ning Dai retracted her hands folded on the edge of the window and turned to look at the young man who had walked to the bed.

She had actually thought about whether to have a scene where her beautiful face turned pale, she panicked, and a good woman did not allow foreign men to approach her.

Then I thought again, without the art of language, the performance would be boring.

And the neck is just right. If you get into a scene and pull your neck again, you will be the one who hurts in the end, so think about it and forget it.

Too lazy to act.

However, he was so close that she could continue to look at him.

The other party seemed to have come specifically to take a look.

The eyes looking at Ning Dai were full of inquiry.

He seemed to be wondering if there was some agenda behind her appearance.

Ning Dai: (_) No, don’t think too much, brother. My sister has been lying here for more than ten days, and she didn’t even try to plot against the only bald man with any plot value. This is enough to prove that my sister just wants to be a salted fish recently.

Sister is a good person!

The two people in the house looked at each other. During this period, the monk Mingyue who was staying outside the bamboo house did not answer the young man's question.

After waiting for the medicine residue to be filtered out, monk Mingyue walked in with a medicine bowl.

Only then did he answer the young man's question: "I don't know, a poor monk."

Then he reminded: "Donor Pei, a female donor lives in the bamboo house now. It is inconvenient for Donor Pei to enter at will."

Hearing this, the young man gave Ning Dai a cryptic look, stopped looking at Ning Dai, and turned to look at the monk Mingyue.

"You don't know who the other person is, but you save him? What do you do if he has evil intentions?"

As if she had heard a funny joke, monk Mingyue curled her lips, but did not reply. Instead, she held the medicine bowl in front of Ning Dai.

He said in a warm voice: "Female donor, this bowl of medicine needs to be taken hot."

Ning Dai glanced at the young man, cooperatively took the medicine bowl, drank it as if drinking water.

When she covered her face with the medicine bowl, Ning Dai rolled her eyes.

If I hadn't been able to speak now, or if I hadn't seen a sword in your hand, would I have played Silence of the Lambs with you?

It was said that it was taken hot, but in fact the temperature at the entrance was just right and it didn't feel hot at all. It was probably because it had cooled down when he filtered out the medicinal residue.

After drinking, Ning Dai returned the medicine bowl to Mingyue.

The monk took back the medicine bowl and was about to leave, then glanced at the young man beside him.

"Donor Pei?" This voice seemed to be asking him why he didn't go out yet.

The other party ignored the monk's urging and continued to hold on to Ning Dai.

"I don't know what your identity is, but have you asked for your name?"

The monk still replied with good temper: "No."

The young man surnamed Pei had an expression that was indeed true. He finally looked at Ning Dai again and asked Ning Dai all the questions he had just asked the monk, presumably to ask her to answer them herself.

Ning Dai looked at him quietly.

There was no need for her to express anything, the monk had already explained: "This female donor injured her throat and cannot speak."

The young man's eyes moved to her neck.

Now I finally understand why the woman in front of me has remained silent for so long.

After knowing that Ningdai was "mute", the young man finally lost his curiosity about Ningdai, stopped staying in the bamboo house, and went outside with the monk.

Ning Dai also moved back to the window, lying on the edge of the window, and continued to be the quiet beautiful woman she was.

While eavesdropping on the conversations between the two people outside.

She has lived in this bamboo house for more than half a month, but because she is now "mute", she has no communication with the monks.

Even this monk Mingyue is not a talkative person. He can only speak to her ten times a day.

It's all repetitive.

Female donor, drink medicine.

Female donor, drinking porridge.

Female donor, would you like some water?

I can't think of a fourth sentence anymore.

At this time, thanks to the young man named Pei, Ning Dai heard many monks say other words.

However, Ning Dai also confirmed from this that this monk named Mingyue was really not a talkative person.

But he is a person who answers questions and answers, but he is really slow to react and speak.

Basically, when the young man surnamed Pei asked a question, it would take a while before he could hear the monk's calm answer.

So most of the day passed, and the actual conversation between the two of them was actually only a few words.

Moreover, the content of the conversation was actually quite boring and consisted of trivial matters in daily life.

At least let's have some exciting gossip, or some current rumors.

Nothing to talk about!

I don’t know how long I listened in the corner, but Xianyudai leaned on the window edge and dozed off in confusion.

She didn't know how long she had been dozing off, but she smelled a sweet fragrance in her sleep.

It was a mouth-watering, unique aroma of barbecued meat.

Especially for a person who has been drinking plain porridge for more than half a month, it is a temptation that he cannot resist even if he threatens his life!

Ning Dai suddenly opened her eyes.

The smell of meat in her sleep did not dissipate when she opened her eyes. Instead, it became clearer.

Ning Dai didn't even need to look for it. She glanced at a fire and set up a simple grill in the open space in front of the bamboo house. At this time, meat was being roasted on the shelf!

It's meat!

Really meat!

Ning Dai's eyes widened.

There was another person sitting beside the fire, it was the young man named Pei.

The other party seemed to have noticed Ning Dai's gaze and guessed that Ning Dai was greedy, so he deliberately said: "Oh, Qiling Mountain is such a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and water. The roasted meat is particularly fragrant and tender.

No other place can compare.”

Ning Dai was tempted and drooled, but at the same time, she was stunned.

What? Qiling Mountain?

Is this really Qiling Mountain?

According to this, that monk is indeed a monk from Qiling Buddhist Temple?

Numerous thoughts immediately popped up in Ning Dai's mind, but these thoughts were quickly dismissed by the increasingly rich fragrance.

This is Qiling Mountain, but it must not be Qiling Buddhist Temple, or in other words, it must be far away from Qiling Buddhist Temple, otherwise this person surnamed Pei wouldn’t be able to blatantly barbecue here!

Speaking of barbecue, Ningdai thought of the monk named Mingyue again.

Damn it, there are people who are grilling meat here openly, and the bald guy doesn’t care?

Talking about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.

"Female donor, it's time for some porridge." A gentle voice sounded from behind Ning Dai the next second.

Ning Dai turned her head immediately. Because she was going too fast, she even twisted her neck and injured her wound.

My neck seems to be hurting again!
Chapter completed!