Chapter 1708

Chapter 1708

Just like that, under Shen Xinyue's hard work.

Li Qingchen agreed and stayed at the temple as a volunteer before going to Northern Jiangsu.

There are many volunteers in the temple.

If it's divided into everyone's hands, it won't actually do much.

In his spare time, Li Qingchen took Shen Xinyue around the temple.

In the past ten years, everything has changed in the world of mortals, but nothing in the temple has changed much.

Just some small trees have grown up, and some flowers and plants have been replaced.

After staying for two days, Shen Xinyue became more familiar with the young monk she first met.

The young monk didn't have any definite ideas, and he didn't have any clues about what he said.

Shen Xinyue bought him a popsicle, and the two of them sat in the deserted backyard and ate it.

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The young monk suddenly sighed: "Actually, Master Abbot misses Uncle Master very much."

Shen Xinyue, carrying the joy of eating popsicles behind Li Qingchen's back, glanced at most of them at once: "Who did you listen to?"

"The master abbot was seriously ill before. When my senior brother was staying with him in the hospital, he heard the master abbot calling his uncle's Dharma name in a confused manner." The young monk sighed again.

"If that's the case, why don't you want to meet?" Shen Xinyue muttered incomprehensibly while eating a popsicle.

"In the world of adults, there are always so many weird things that we can't understand." The little monk shook his head, looking like a young man.

Shen Xinyue was deep in thought while eating popsicles.

"Little monk, where does Master Abbot live? I've been here for a few days and I haven't seen him once." Shen Xinyue asked.

The young monk suddenly became vigilant: "Female donor, do you still want to break into the abbot's Zen monastery? You are so courageous!"

"Do I look like that kind of female gangster?" Shen Xinyue was speechless.

The little monk looked at her with such vigilance that it hurt your heart! !

"You can make Uncle Yuanwu return to secular life, can't you?" the young monk asked ruthlessly.

Shen Xinyue: "!!!"

Just as I was about to reply, my phone rang.

It's Li Qingchen.

At this moment, Li Qingchen should be talking about Buddhist scriptures with the monks.

Shen Xinyue dozed off while listening.

He simply came out to play with the little monk.

Shen Xinyue hid the popsicle behind her back with a guilty conscience, and answered Li Qingchen's call: "Qingchen, are you done talking?"

"Well, where are you?" Li Qingchen asked gently.

"You're playing with the little monk. Just stand there and don't move. I'll come find you!"

After Shen Xinyue finished speaking, she hung up the phone and ate the remaining half of the popsicle.

"Eating popsicles must be kept a secret!" Shen Xinyue threw away the stick and let out a few more breaths, trying to get rid of the coldness in her mouth.

Little monk: "..."

He always likes to listen to the chats of pilgrims.

Don’t we all say that men are afraid of their wives?

Why is it that when we get to the female benefactor, it seems that the female benefactor is afraid of Uncle Master?

"You look like one of those husbands who avoid their wives to smoke and hurriedly put out their cigarettes before being caught."

"Little thing, you are quite good at sarcasm!" Shen Xinyue couldn't laugh or cry.

Don't tell me yet.

You really don’t want to say that.

Isn't it just what he said?

Shen Xinyue stopped talking to the little monk and hurried back to find Li Qingchen.

The little monk sat on the steps, slowly finished a popsicle, then picked up the broom and continued sweeping the floor.