When the moonlight enters the throat, one feels lovesickness and sorrow.
Shen Ming lay on Ai Tutu's warm and soft lap, and when he saw the bright moon in the sky, his restless heart calmed down slightly.
"Maybe we can find a small village in the future, and I can learn to cook, and you can make money to support the family, okay?" Ai Tutu gently stroked Shen Ming's forehead and said very gently. She would not ask Shen Ming's thoughts.
, then he could see Shen Ming's pressure.
"Things like that are actually not good. People who are tired of the bustling always think that leisure is a kind of happiness, but if there is a choice, who is willing to be mediocre?
Tutu, you don't need to accommodate me, I did lose my temper a little today. I'm just sometimes afraid that I can't do it." Shen Ming tilted his head, not daring to look at Ai Tutu.
"Fool!"
Ai Tutu straightened Shen Ming's head with her small hands, leaned down, and their foreheads were pressed tightly together.
The moonlight shines through the gaps between Qingsi's hair, outlining a warm picture.
"Do you know why I like you? Because you are different from everyone else! Your blood is hot, and you are the least cold person in the world!" Aitutu said softly, with a gentle tone.
Just like water, where is her original naughtiness and cleverness?
Only when you really meet someone you love will you make changes.
"I'm going to do something very dangerous..." Shen Ming closed his eyes and felt the slight coolness on his forehead, and said softly.
"No matter what, I will support you and I will wait for you at home with peace of mind. When you come back, I will clean the house and prepare meals."
"Then don't poison me to death then..."
"bad guy!"
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"Lingyin Temple? I want to improve my strength, not become a monk!" Shen Ming looked at Principal Xiao and couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"Have I asked you to become a monk? Although I don't know why you are so eager for strength, but if you want to make a big improvement in a short period of time, there should be no other way except to find that old bald donkey." Principal Xiao was so angry.
Said to Shen Ming.
"Lingyin Temple old bald donkey?" Shen Ming's mind was racing, trying desperately to recall the plot in the original work.
In the previous life, Lingyin Temple was only mentioned to have a healing mage with a forbidden spell level. Is there any treasure in Lingyin Temple that has not been mentioned? Or is there some other expert?
"You can't yell like that. That old bald donkey is not weak. I won't care if he gets beaten up!" Principal Xiao waved his hand and said.
"I can only treat a dead horse as a living doctor. It doesn't hurt to go there. I just don't know if there are less than 15 days left. Will it be enough?" Shen Ming gently clenched his fist, and what should come will always come.
Come, he will calm this storm in his own way!
"Boy Shen, you are still young. In ten years, there won't be many people in the world who can stop you.
Sometimes there is no need to rush for the moment. Relax and state of mind is also part of cultivation. Be kind to yourself..."
Principal Xiao's tone suddenly changed, he patted Shen Ming on the shoulder and said with sincerity.
Shen Ming was also slightly stunned, and felt a little moved in his heart, but what could he say?
"Thank you principal!"
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At Lingyin Temple in Hangzhou, Shen Ming looked around at the endless stream of people who came to burn incense and worship Buddha, but felt indifferent.
If praying to gods and worshiping Buddha is useful, then there will be no pain and disease in this world! This can be regarded as a kind of inner self-comfort at best.
Shen Ming didn't believe it, but he also expressed respect. Material and spiritual matters are the driving force that supports people's survival. Respecting the spiritual world of others is not respecting life? How about respecting yourself?
"Are you the donor Shen Ming?"
As soon as Shen Ming stepped into the gate of Lingyin Temple, a young novice stopped him and made a Buddhist salute to Shen Ming.
Shen Ming also bowed slightly to the other party, and said with some confusion: "Am I so famous now? Can I be recognized at a glance?"
The little monk smiled slightly, clasped his hands and said to Shen Ming: "Shen Ming, the donor is so high-spirited in the World University Competition, how many people in the country don't know about it? The little monk is also a donor, and he is your fan! I wonder if I can sign it.
name?"
I saw the little novice monk took out a marker pen from his sleeve robe and handed it to Shen Ming respectfully.
"Ah?" Shen Ming was slightly stunned. Is the monk also chasing stars? Shen Ming really wants to ask, Master, haven't you seen through the world of mortals? How did you ask me for my autograph in such a serious manner?
Of course, even though he thought so in his heart, Shen Ming couldn't possibly say this out loud, so he took the marker smoothly.
"Just sign it, thank you donor!" The little novice monk looked a little excited, pointing at the sleeves and robes on his body and looking at Shen Ming expectantly.
"alright!"
Shen Ming signed his name, and just as he was about to speak, the young novice monk said before him: "Please come with me, donor. The abbot has been waiting for a long time."
"Do monks also learn fortune-telling?" Shen Ming muttered subconsciously.
The young novice heard this and chuckled. He took out the latest Shenzhou mate 40 pro from his sleeve robe and replied: "The donor is joking. Monks are not bad, but they have technology. The times are developing, and we monks are doing well.
It’s okay, everyone has a communicator! Principal Xiao from Pearl Academy said hello in advance.”
"Master, you are quite rich!"
"Monks are human beings too. Don't you want me to be a good friend of the donor? I will transfer to the Luohan Hall another day, little monk. I also want to imitate the donor and become the Buddha's Wrath Vajra. Maybe one day I can bring glory to the country!"
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Following the guidance of the little novice monk, Shen Ming walked along the path beside the temple for about ten minutes. When he arrived at the back hill of Lingyin Temple, there seemed to be a small Zen temple not far away.
"Almsgiver Shen Ming, young monk, I can only send you here. The abbot likes to practice meditation and lives here alone on weekdays. It is not convenient for me to disturb you." The young monk bowed apologetically to Shen Ming.
"Thank you, little master. I will walk the rest of the way by myself!" Shen Ming didn't mind at all. To be honest, this little monk made him feel quite good.
He is a serious person, but not a serious person. There is also a bit of humor in his conversation, which is really interesting.
After the two waved goodbye, the little novice monk ran quickly and disappeared from Shen Ming's eyes, as if he was running away from something.
Shen Ming was still wondering, he was fine just now, why did he suddenly become so gloomy?
Playing for a second, the sky suddenly turned dark! The originally clear sky suddenly became overcast with clouds, and lightning flashed between the gaps in the dense clouds, as if the sky had split open.
This is the prelude to the coming storm!
Shen Ming looked at the small Buddhist temple about 100 meters away and hurriedly wanted to run over. He didn't want to become a drowned rat.
"Boy Shen, you are so happy." The ancient king's malicious voice suddenly sounded in Shen Ming's mind.
"What's the meaning?"
Shen Ming didn't have time to respond to what the ancient king meant.
"Boom!"
The dark sky was suddenly illuminated at this moment, and a purple-black lightning descended vertically. Under Shen Ming's somewhat horrified gaze, this lightning actually struck him.
Suddenly, Shen Ming felt as if he had lost control of his body, and his whole body and brain were paralyzed at this moment.
Along with thunder and lightning, heavy rain fell in the sky, and the mountain road suddenly became muddy. Shen Ming was lying on the mountain like a burnt corpse, enjoying the baptism of the heavy rain.
"Holy shit, what's going on?" Shen Ming opened his eyes with difficulty under the beating of the rain, and discovered an amazing scene.
The sky seemed to be divided into two worlds. There was still clear sky behind me, but thunderclouds were rolling in the direction of the Zen Temple and heavy rain was pouring!
Shen Ming struggled to stand up, his mind was in a daze and he couldn't think about what happened. He just subconsciously wanted to walk in the direction of the Zen Temple.
Shen Ming took a step forward, but there was another loud bang.
Thunder fell from the sky again, hitting Shen Ming accurately!
"ah!"
The severe pain made Shen Ming couldn't help but scream, and he knelt on the ground again, with all the muscles in his body twitching uncontrollably.
Lei Zhu, who had been sleeping in the god's dantian for a long time without any movement, suddenly started to move.
A warm force rose from Shen Ming's Dantian, seeming to be repairing Shen Ming's damaged body.
"Damn! Are you playing with me?"
As Lei Zhu continued to repair Shen Ming's body, Shen Ming finally regained a glimmer of clarity. It was obviously the old bald donkey who lived in the monastery in front of him who was messing with him!
"Strike me with lightning? See if I don't demolish your house!" Shen Ming was also struck by lightning and became angry.
How old are you, and you are still doing this kind of operation like a hermit? As long as we have agreed, Shen Ming won't have much objection if you do it again. But don't you know how to show off?
"moment……"
Just when Shen Ming was about to use space magic to cheat, another thunder struck the world!
And this thunder was terrifying, even far more than the previous two. It seemed to be punishing Shen Ming for cheating. Under the terrifying thunder, Shen Ming's whole body was split into pieces except for the space bracelet on his wrist. Scumbag.
Fortunately, Shen Ming's physical quality is much higher than that of ordinary people, and the three thousand trouble threads are also much stronger, otherwise he would have become a hairless chicken.
Shen Mingren was stunned when he fell into the mud again. Do you want to play so hard? Let's meet and discuss how to improve our strength. Can't you train me again?
"I don't believe it anymore. I can't overcome this difficulty, so why should I save Xinxia? Come again!"
Shen Ming clenched his fists, stood up again, and walked towards the monastery step by step.
The sky thunder fell one after another, and Shen Ming fell down again and again. The rain kept washing away the scorched blackness on Shen Ming's body, but it would soon be chopped into black charcoal.
This seems to be a cycle, being struck down by lightning, standing up, and being struck down again.
Shen Ming could feel that his legs seemed to have reached their limit, and it seemed that they could no longer support the overloaded body.