He entered a tower again, but Lu Xuan found that Avril had not followed him. He turned around and found her standing below, looking more like a wronged little daughter-in-law.
Avril's little mouth curled up slightly, and she felt like it was about to reach the sky.
Lu Xuan smiled bitterly and said to Lin Charmaine: "Charmaine, wait here, I'll go see what's going on with Avril Lavigne."
They are jealous, Lin Shiman thought in her heart, but did not say it out loud. She nodded and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you here."
Lu Xuan turned back again. When he walked to Avril, he only heard Avril say: "Don't you have an old saying in China?"
"What are you talking about?" Lu Xuan said in shock.
Avril snorted and said: "A bowl of water must be leveled!"
"——"
Lu Xuan was dumbfounded when he heard Avril's words!
Is this also called an old saying?
Lu Xuan was really the one who couldn't laugh or cry. Of course he knew the meaning of Avril's words. He smiled bitterly and said: "Holy girl, there is an old saying in China, you can't touch a tiger's butt!"
"Uh!" Avril was stunned. She had been learning Chinese for a year or two, and she quickly understood the meaning of the words.
Isn't it a bit too vulgar to just compare yourself to a tiger, but you can't even touch your butt?
Avril's face flashed with a bright red color, and she said softly: "Didn't I say that I want to be an ordinary person today, not a saint, and you don't want to call me a saint, think of me as a friend of yours, no.
What?"
"Okay!" Lu Xuan said with a smile.
Of course Lu Xuan would agree to such a simple request, but he immediately regretted it, because Avril immediately grabbed his little hand and said: "Then you can even hold a bowl of water and pull me to climb the Great Wall!
"
"——"
Lu Xuan was a little confused, holding the saint's little hand?
If Olis, Federman and Calvin saw it, they would definitely want to chop their hearts out, right?
Avril held Lu Xuan's big, warm hand tightly, and could even feel the thick calluses on Lu Xuan's palm, and her heart couldn't help but beat a little faster.
These calluses are all left over from the time when I held guns and practiced martial arts, but they didn't hinder her at all. This hand was full of strange emotions for Avril.
At this moment, Avril even felt like her face was on fire and her heartbeat was speeding up. Even that strange feeling made her regret such a move.
But she really couldn't climb anymore.
There is no other way. Since we are holding hands, what else can we do?
Lu Xuan took her jade-like little hand and walked towards the tower above.
To be honest, Saint Avril's skin is really good, as smooth and tender as gelatin. Foreign women's skin is so good, they are really an anomaly.
That's why Avril, with her blond hair, looks so beautiful, which of course makes Lu Xuan feel excited.
But knowing that Avril Lavigne is a saint, Lu Xuan no longer has such evil thoughts——
Lu Xuan took her hand and walked upwards, and Avril was pulled by him. Looking at his tall back, her eyes suddenly fluctuated like autumn water.
At that moment, Avril hoped to be like this every day, to be an ordinary person and enjoy the happiness of being an ordinary person.
After boarding the tower, Lu Xuan and Avril began to look for Lin Shiman.
Lin Charmaine was standing under a corner, and in front of her, there was a young monk holding an alms bowl in his hand.
The little monk, who is thirteen or fourteen years old, has eight ring scars on his bald, round head!
This little monk is chubby, has big eyes and a small mouth, and looks very cute.
The monk with the ring scar on his head was definitely an official disciple of the temple. This attracted Lin Charmaine's attention. Seeing the cute appearance of the little monk, she couldn't help but say a few words to him.
Lin Shiman looked at the little monk and said, "Little monk, why are you alone?"
The young monk looked at Lin Shiman with pure eyes, clasped his hands and said: "Amitabha, the female donor, the young monk has always been alone."
Listening to the little monk's tone, Lin Shiman couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Haha, little monk, you are so cute, what is your name -"
However, Lin Shiman's words made the young monk's mouth twitch a few times, but his expression remained calm and he said: "Female donor, if you have nothing else to do, please don't disturb my practice!"
What a silly little girl, why are you teasing a little monk?
Lu Xuan had a look of helplessness on his face, but he became interested in this little monk because of the eight ring scars on his head!
"Little monk, your Dharma name is not Bajie, right?" Lu Xuan came over and said tentatively.
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Lin Shiman burst out laughing, hit Lu Xuan, and said with a charming smile: "Lu Xuan, you are too bad. Bajie is not the Zhu Bajie in Journey to the West. How could he be called Bajie!"
Avril doesn’t know what Bajie means. Even though she knows about Chinese culture, she has never read Journey to the West.
She had no interest in the young monk, but went to see the scenery outside the tower——
Amidst Lin Shiman’s laughter, the young monk shouted in surprise: “How do you know!”
"ah!?"
Hearing the little monk's words, Lin Shiman opened her beautiful eyes in disbelief. It was simply unbelievable and she said in surprise: "Little monk, your name is really Bajie!"
The little monk's face turned red, he lowered his head and said, "Well, the little monk's name is Bajie. It was given to me by my master."
"——"
Lin Shiman stopped laughing and was embarrassed to laugh again, but she was thinking in her heart, how could such a deceitful master have named his disciple Bajie? It was so funny.
Little monk Bajie looked at Lu Xuan again and asked curiously: "Donor, how do you know my name?"
"Well," Lu Xuan smacked his lips. Seeing how hungry the young monk was, he said, "Because you have eight ring scars on your head, so I guessed it."
"That's it?" Bajie said in astonishment. This guess was probably too accurate.
And Lin Shiman couldn't help laughing or crying. Is this okay?
"But -" Lu Xuan Yufeng said suddenly: "You should have several senior brothers who are the same master, such as the First Ring, the Second Ring, or that powerful person on the God List, the Third Ring Master!"
Hearing Master Sanjie, the little monk's body trembled, his eyes brightened slightly, and he said seriously: "Donor, who are you?"
Being able to name the God List and the name of Master Sanjie made the little monk Bajie realize that he was no ordinary person!