Chapter 106 I would rather lose to Tathagata than to Qing 11
Xu Chen was no longer surprised by her sudden appearance.
He held an umbrella and walked towards her faster.
He did not enter the corridor, but stood in front of the girl through a railing, tilting the oil-paper umbrella in her direction.
"Go in a little, you will get wet."
Looking at his actions, Qing Wu raised his eyebrows.
She crossed her arms and moved closer to him, smiling with crooked eyebrows: "No, have you forgotten? I am a tree demon, how could I get wet in the rain? Come in quickly."
Seeing that her clothes were indeed dry, Xu Chen walked into the corridor. He closed the oil-paper umbrella and leaned it aside, then reached out to brush the rain and dew off the monk's clothes.
Qingwu leaned on the railing and asked doubtfully, "Why did you come back so early today?"
"The homework is done."
"Oh."
The girl did not doubt that he was there and turned to look at the rain outside.
After watching for a while, she leaned on the low railing and stretched out her white hands to catch the rainwater, wagging her fingers as if she was having a great time, but also as if she was doing something random out of boredom.
Xu Chen pursed his lips and looked at her, his right hand unconsciously stroking the Buddhist beads on his left wrist.
After thinking for a while, he finally asked: "Are you worried about something lately?"
Hearing this, Qingwu was stunned for a moment and looked back at him, "No?"
She was just a little bored, so she had been in a daze in front of him more recently.
The young monk lowered his eyebrows and looked a little silent.
"Xu Chen", the girl asked softly, "Do you like temples very much?"
Xu Chen opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.
Monks do not lie.
Do you like it? He doesn’t know what liking is...
Even when facing this temple where I have lived since childhood, I have no special emotions. I just regard it as a place of shelter and practice.
"Poor monk..." "Someone is coming."
Qing Wu raised his head, and his careless voice interrupted what he was about to say.
Two breaths, one weak and one strong.
It rained so heavily today that there were not many pilgrims coming to offer incense.
I don’t know who is coming, so I’ll hide for a while.
Sensing the approaching aura, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and then disappeared in front of Xu Chen in a flash.
Xu Chen was a little stunned and stood there without moving.
Soon, two figures appeared at the corner of the corridor ahead.
When the two of them stopped in front of him, Xu Chen bowed respectfully to each other, with his usual distant smile on his face, "His Royal Highness."
"No need to be polite." The purple-robed man at the head raised his right hand.
This person is exactly what Bodhi said he was destined to be.
He looks very handsome, with thick eyebrows and a high nose, but there is no trace of blood on his thin lips. He obviously has a cold and hard appearance, but he has the temperament of a sickly person, which is contrary to harmony.
Behind him, stood a man in black, holding a sword in one hand and a closed oil-paper umbrella in the other hand, standing behind the prince in a protective posture.
Qingwu in the dark blinked his bright eyes and looked at the two people who appeared, frowning slightly.
Tsk, the medicine-pouring duo!
The prince's face was a little pale, but he looked at people with a look of disdain and dignity.
"Xu Chen, how do you think about what I said?" This time, he came to Xu Chen deliberately, and his words were straight to the point.
"The poor monk is just a monk, and he is used to living aloof from the world."
Xu Chen answered neither humble nor arrogantly, his eyes were calm, and he did not show the slightest awe because of his status as the prince.
The prince laughed lightly: "Then the terms I offered are not attractive enough."
(End of chapter)