A panic sounded in the bamboo forest, and soon a little novice monk carrying an empty bucket ran out of the depths of the bamboo forest. He shouted "Amitabha, Amitabha" and almost hit Ran Shaotang. The bucket in his hand fell on the ground covered with fallen leaves. The little novice monk didn't care about picking it up and ran away.

Another woman's voice came from the bamboo forest: "My lady, you are talking nonsense to the little novice monks again. Be careful that the wife and general will know about it, and you will be punished to copy the Heart Sutra a hundred times."

"How can this be considered nonsense? Flower tube, you see, he is a young man who has to be the ancient Buddha of Qinglan for a lifetime. He has never seen the great mountains and rivers of the world, and has never appreciated the customs and customs of the Three Kingdoms, and cannot even have people you like. How pitiful you should be. Why can you choose not to choose when you choose, and can break free when you break free? Have to accept other people's arrangements? What's the point of living like this?"

The flower tube let out a dull laugh: "Girl, why do I think you are talking about yourself?"

Ran Shaoshang sighed heavily: "I have no choice, he has no choice but not. That's why I helped him escape from the sea of ​​suffering."

Huaguan also sighed heavily when she imitated her: "You have persuaded six or seven little monks like this. Now everyone hides away when they see you. Is this aiding people from suffering? If Master Abbot knows that you want to persuade his disciples to return to secular life, you will not be able to knock on the wooden fish to chase you."

After hearing this, Ran Shaotang understood.

The master and servant in the bamboo forest are neither others, but the little sister she is looking for, and the maid Huaguan who is serving her closely.

Standing in the bamboo forest in shallow night, listening to the master and servant joking, she was a little dazed for a moment.

These things did not happen in the first life.

In her first life, she would not have such thoughts.

At that time, she was thinking about marrying Shen Weiyong.

When the Shen family came to propose marriage, she was afraid that her parents would not agree, so she was really worried for some time.

But now looking at Shao Shang, everything is different.

Is it because of my own letters? For five years, year after year, day after day, the two communicated with each other through letters, and so did they wash the little sister's muscles and marrow?

Or should Ran Shaoshang look like this in this life?

Two women in the forest walked out and suddenly saw a hooded boy standing at the entrance of the bamboo forest.

The man's face was hidden in his hood, and he could not tell his appearance at all, but his figure was straight and thin.

Huaguan asked boldly: "Who are you? You are so rude, you actually eavesdrop on our conversation here? Are you not afraid of going to hell?"

Ran Shaotang laughed twice? Releasing his hood? He showed a face that was almost exactly the same as Ran Shaoshang, and immediately made the flower tube squeeze his mouth.

"This, this man? The eldest son? The eldest son is here?"

Flower tube clever? React instantly.

When Ran Shaoshang saw Ran Shaotang, he immediately threw the bamboo basket in his hand and ran over to hug her.

"Brother? You are back? You are finally back? Have you received the letter I sent to you? My father insisted on forcing me to marry Shen Tuzi, but I refused? He forced me to come to the mountain to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name, and I was going to be bored to death."

Ran Shaotang had never been hugged like this intimately in her life? She was a little dull for a moment. She saw the bamboo basket thrown by Ran Shaoshang on the ground and fell on the dead branches and leaves? A pheasant with her feet tied out, and the palm flapped its wings and flew two steps and fell to the ground.

And the basket in the flower tube kept clamoring.

Her brain took a long time to react and asked, "So, are you going to eat chicken?"

Ran Shaoshang suddenly reached out and covered Ran Shaotang's mouth: "Shh? Don't talk nonsense. Be careful of being heard."

Ran Shaotang smelled the earthy smell from the younger sister's hands? The smell of chicken feathers made people feel particularly unwilling to open their mouths.

She took Ran Shaoshang's hand and looked at the little girl in the moonlight. She had her first life's "self" and her skin was white. Her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and her every frown and smile made people love her.

Although she was not much taller than Ran Shaoshang? She still touched her head and smiled gently, "Shaoshang? You are so naughty. How can you kill animals in the Buddhist holy land?"

A glimmer flashed across Ran Shaoshang's eyes and asked with a smile: "Brother? What's the matter with you coming to me? Have you persuaded my father not to let me get married?"

Ran Shaotang suddenly felt that this little girl still looks a bit like her.

For example, this way of making a sound attack? She is very familiar with it.

Maybe it was because of the twin sisters? The two stayed in the womb together for ten months. This relationship was deeper than ordinary sisterly relationship. Five years later, as soon as the two met, a hug eliminated the strangeness. Moreover, Ran Shaotang felt that the younger sister was even bolder than five years ago, and she even hugged her when she came up.

In the past, she had always looked like a stranger who had little smiles. Now that she is big, she can no longer use her face.

Ran Shaotang corrected his expression, restored his original character, and said lightly: "You expect the stubborn father to change his mind in this kind of thing, just like you advised the little novice monk to return to secular life. If you have this kind of idea, it is better to use your brain to make the Shen family retreat."

Ran Shaoshang smiled and clapped his hands, stretched out his thumb to praise Ran Shaotang: "Brother said it so well. You have a way to wake up the dreamer with one sentence."

"Brother, it's great that you can come back. I will never fight alone again."

Shaotang thought she was loud and made a stop gesture. He looked around and whispered: "It is not convenient to talk here, go to your place."

Ran Shaoshang nodded happily, picked up the pheasant that had just run and stuffed it into the bamboo basket and covered it again. He grabbed Ran Shaotang's arm with one hand and walked two steps. Then he suddenly stopped, looking worried: "No, you are a man who can't enter Tingxue Garden. There is a little novice guarding him."

"Is there anyone else living in the yard?" Ran Shaotang looked at the yard wall.

"No one. Currently, only I, Huaguan, and Mother Fu live here."

"Then you and the flower tube go in first. I'll arrive later."

Ran Shaoshang obeyed her and said, "I'll wait for you." He held the flower tube's hand and entered the yard with a smile.

The little novice monk at the door heard Gugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugu and asked, "Female donor, is there a chicken in the basket?"

Ran Shaoshang stared at her almond eyes: "Yes? Didn't you hear the rooster crowing?"

The little shaman blushed, and he didn't lean too close to Ran Shaoshang. He was afraid that she would grab her and lobby her again, so he had to stand far away and ask: "What did the donor catch the chicken and enter the yard?"

Ran Shaoshang smiled even more amiable: "Of course it's saving it."

"Save it?" The little novice monk did not believe that the female donor had the heart of a bodhisattva. Otherwise, they would not have let them return to secular life every day.

Ran Shaoshang nodded solemnly and said to the little novice monk: "The chicken is injured, I want to treat them. Otherwise, I won't live long? Do you understand?"

After saying that, he took the flower tube that was holding the laughter and returned to the yard.

"Locked." She said to the flower tube.
Chapter completed!