Chapter 208: You and me
It was getting late, and a few candles were lit in the meditation room where Chang Kong was.
“Little monk, this Zen room of yours is really plain and simple.”
Shijiu walked around the Zen room with great interest.
This was the first time she took a serious look at this Zen room.
In the Zen room, there is a bed, a futon, a desk, and a slightly larger bookshelf next to the desk.
On the bookshelf, there are many books related to practicing Buddhism.
Shijiu opened the books one by one and found that he carefully made detailed annotations for each book.
"Huh?"
Shijiu opened a book, and a folded piece of paper suddenly fell from the book.
"What is this?"
Shi Jiu picked up the paper with magic, tilted his head, and asked the little monk sitting on the futon chanting the meditation mantra.
Chang Kong opened his eyes, glanced at the paper in Shijiu's hand, his breathing was slightly stagnant, and he stood up in a panic.
"Nothing!"
Shijiu raised his eyebrows, threw down the book in his hand, and sat directly on the desk, "Let me take a look."
As he spoke, he twisted the tissue paper and spread it out.
She is a woman without a picture.
Seeing that there was no way to save it, Chang Kong stopped and looked at Shi Jiu nervously.
He didn’t know what Shijiu would be thinking.
I don’t know if I can tell for a long time that the person in the painting is her.
I don't even know if Shijiu can see his thoughts from the painting.
"This is the painting..."
The woman in the painting is sitting on a big tree with bare feet.
The green silk draped over the shoulders naturally falls to the waist. The breeze blows and the hair flies with the dress.
Shijiu looked at the painting and raised his fingers towards Changkong.
Changkong's body stiffened slightly, but he still walked towards her.
"Is this person in the painting me?"
Shi Jiu squinted his eyes, hooked Chang Kong's chin, and asked with a smile.
The scene in the painting is clearly the scene where they first met in Mirror Valley.
Chang Kong raised his eyes, his eyes like deep wells seemed to suck Shijiu's whole person in, "Yes."
"Ha!" Shijiu laughed, jumped down from the desk, picked up the pen beside him, and put it down as soon as he lifted it.
“Then I think we should add some more.”
Chang Kong’s eyes moved slightly as he watched Shijiu write.
In the painting...
There is an extra monk under the tree.
"This is you."
Shijiu put down his pen and looked at Chang Kong with a smile, "At that time, you were standing under the tree, looking up with a shy face. Me with bare feet."
As he said that, he tilted his head, as if thinking about the scene that day.
“You were very interesting back then.”
Hearing Shijiu's teasing, Chang Kong's face turned red, he walked around her and also raised his pen.
With the outline of the pen tip, the appearance of Shijiu emerges vividly on the paper.
“It turns out you still remember my appearance.”
Shijiu was a little surprised.
She thought that the reason why the painting had no appearance at first was because he had blurred her appearance, so he didn't include it in the painting.
Now it seems that it is not.
“Hey, eh, eh, don’t go there.”
At this time, there seemed to be some movement outside the house.
The green eagle flew down from the tree and stopped Feng Ming who wanted to knock on the door.
“Don’t go in yet, they are just having fun with each other!”
What! ?
When Feng Ming heard Qing Diao’s words, he frowned and raised his hand to catch Qing Diao.
What are you doing to me? ?
Desecrate the master, damn it!
“What do you do!”
Qing Diao was caught by Feng Ming in an instant, "You madman, let me go!"
"What's going on with you two?"
The door of the Zen room suddenly opened, Shijiu and Changkong walked out of it.
"Feng Ming."
Seeing the green eagle's feathers falling all over the floor, Shijiu covered his lips and laughed, "You still won't let go?"
(End of this chapter)