Chapter 2967 The Holy Monk’s Lotus Essence (65)

After all, most monsters come from the filthiest and darkest places.

And sunlight has the effect of restraining them.

Most of the breath cannot be revealed in the sun.

Bai Weiwei held her chin with both hands. The delicate girl pouted with dissatisfaction and muttered, "Monk, this place is so dilapidated and dirty. Why don't you send someone else here? Why do you do it yourself?"

Ning Chen took out a small wooden hammer from his sleeve and hit her on the back of the head.

The knocking made Bai Weiwei's brain shake, and she almost lost everything.

Ning Chen calmly took back the gavel and said, "Aren't others human beings? Why do we need others instead of us?"

Bai Weiwei covered her head with her hands and looked at him with tears in her eyes. There were so many tears in her clear eyes that she couldn't shed them.

Ning Chen's heart twitched when he saw it, and he just reflected on whether he had said it too harshly.

But she heard Bai Weiwei's choked voice and said happily: "Monk, we are so happy to hear you say that."

Ning Chen: "..."

Bai Weiwei touched her head and stretched out her hand to wipe her tears, "You said someone else is someone else, but you said you and I are us. Sure enough, we are the closest."

Ning Chen: "..."

He was silent for a while, then silently took back the gavel.

I couldn't understand why she was crying and laughing at the same time.

We are just us, and it’s not too wasteful to say “you and me” specifically?

There is indeed something wrong with the goblin's brain.

The sun sets in the west.

The ruined temple is extremely quiet.

Bai Weiwei yawned tiredly.

She said lazily: "Monk, I'm so bored. Aren't you bored?"

Ning Chen said calmly: "If you're bored, just chant sutras."

Bai Weiwei: "Besides chanting sutras, what else do you like?"

Ning Chen thought carefully for a while and then said calmly: "Reciting sutras is the best."

Bai Weiwei was finally defeated, and she whispered: "But to me, you are the best."

This was said with some helplessness.

It can't be called joy, and there is no trace of pleasure.

It was a plain and casual sentence, but it seemed more like it came from the heart.

Ning Chen quietly turned to look at her.

But he saw that the girl still had her head lowered, her long eyelashes were hanging down, her skin was delicate, her long hair was tied up with a ribbon, and beautiful buds were blooming quietly in her thick hair.

The appearance is too delicate, but it brings out a hint of sadness.

Ning Chen didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Nothing seemed right.

It would be even more wrong not to say anything.

In the end, he just said lightly, "No need to take me too seriously, it's not worth it."

Bai Weiwei immediately raised her eyes and glared at him fiercely, "Smelly monk, when I put you down in the future, I won't cling to you anymore. I don't want you anymore. There will be times when you cry."

Ning Chen was silent for a while, then nodded calmly, "I'll wait for that day."

Bai Weiwei gritted her teeth before humming, then turned her back and crossed her chest with her hands, ignoring him.

Ning Chen, who was used to being scorned by others, continued to count the beads and recite sutras very calmly.

Bai Weiwei was impatient: "What are you reciting? It's annoying to death. Stop reciting it."

Ning Chen ignored it and muttered softly.

Bai Weiwei: "You are unreasonable."

Ning Chen persisted in chanting sutras.

Bai Weiwei: "Monk, shut up, or I'll kiss you."

Ning Chen paused for a moment, and after realizing the meaning of these words, his face couldn't help but heat up slightly, and then he finally fell silent.

Finally it was evening.

Bai Weiwei ignored Monk Ning for a while.

The temple at night is eerie.

The dilapidated window lattice, the rustling of dead leaves outside the door, and the four knots of spider silk in the temple.

A huge incense burner was covered with burnt incense ashes and was covered in ashes.