"Hey, senior brother." Zhimei grinned at Zhizhen, sat down at the round table in the room, and said leisurely: "Senior brother, you must have taken too long to get rid of the demon this time. This is
Don’t you plan to return to pure mind meditation??”
"How is that possible?" Zhizhen smiled at Zhimei, walked to him, lifted up the sleeves on his arms, revealing a long scar for him to look at, and said, "It's just that I accidentally injured it when I was collecting the demon this time.
He was slightly injured, but he was kindly left here to take care of him by this family."
"Oh." Zhimei curled her lips, looked down at the wound on Zhizhen's arm, and couldn't help but frown and said, "Why are you so careless?"
"It's normal for a person to be a little too busy to slay demons alone." Zhizhen rearranged his sleeves, and then asked Zhimei: "Why did you go down the mountain too??"
"Senior Sister asked me to come and see why you haven't come back yet." Zhimei poured herself a cup of tea and said faintly: "The days at the Taoist Temple have been so boring recently. You are not here, Senior Brother, and there is no one to practice martial arts with me.
No."
"There are so many senior brothers, but you can't find a single partner??"
"Their martial arts are too poor."
"Then there is also Senior Sister."
"Are you kidding? Fighting with Senior Sister, is that called martial arts training, is that asking for abuse??" Zhi Mei gave Zhi Zhen a white look, drank the tea in her hand in one breath, then stood up and faced Zhi Zhi
Zhendao: "Senior brother, please rest early. I'll go out and wander around a few times."
"Yes." Zhizhen nodded slightly and said to Zhimei, "Be careful."
"Know."
After Zhimei made sure that Senior Brother Zhizhen was okay, she turned over and climbed out of the window.
Zhizhen looked at his figure disappearing out of the window, and couldn't help but shook his head helplessly. This guy obviously walked in through the door, but why did he have to go through the window when he went out...
After reading out Zhimei, I was about to walk around the street a few more times. When I passed by the main room, I overheard voices discussing something in a low voice.
"Dad, I just like the Taoist priest and I won't marry him unless he is!!"
"You girl, if you like the Taoist Priest, then the Taoist Priest must like you before you can marry him, right?"
"I think Taoist Master Zhizhen likes me quite a lot. He listens to me attentively and praises the delicious cakes I make. And I think the way he looks at me is particularly gentle."
"Then have you asked Taoist Zhizhen??"
"Oh... Dad, I don't have the nerve to ask this kind of thing..."
"Then what do you mean, let dad ask?"
"Dad...for the sake of your daughter's happiness, are you going to ask..."
"This... okay, okay, daddy will ask you tomorrow."
"Thank you dad!!"
Zhimei frowned outside the room. After listening to the conversation between the father and daughter, she glanced at Zhizhen's room again with a pair of clear eyes. After hesitating for a long time, she turned around and left.
The morning of the second day.
The lotus-picking girl was walking down the street when a child suddenly rushed over from the side and snatched away her purse.
"Oh, my money bag, catch the thief!" Girl Cailian immediately shouted in the direction where the child escaped.
Along with her shouts, a white figure came up and snatched the money bag back from the child with quick and agile movements.
"Girl, your purse." Zhimei stood in front of her with a gentle smile and whispered to her.
