Yu Chen was slightly startled, as if he didn't expect to meet Shi Ling here. He clasped his hands together and said coldly: "Donor, the poor monk's name is Yu Ning."
Shi Ling was shocked, "What happened after we haven't seen each other for a few days? Why do you even have a Buddhist title? Yu Ning Jingning, are you two still brothers? If I come later, will you have all your hair shaved off?"
Jing Ning rolled his eyes wildly as he listened, "You look like him..."
"Xiao Shen, what are you copying from the Buddhist scriptures? Why are they all written in Ling's time?"
An old man who was about the same age as Mr. Jing in a dark Tang suit came out of the meditation room next to the temple holding several pieces of rice paper filled with scrawled writing.
Yu Chen's heart skipped a beat, and a hint of panic appeared on his cold face. Seeing his grandfather coming over, he quickly took the rice paper from his hand and crumpled it into a ball with one smells a bit like the destruction of corpses and traces.
Mr. Yu looked surprised and stared at his grandson suspiciously for a while. He found that he seemed a little embarrassed. Then after seeing the beautiful girl behind him, he gradually showed a look of surprise. The smile on his old face could not be suppressed: "I said Why can't I calm down and copy the Buddhist scriptures? What I wrote is all about Lingshi Lingshi, oh, it turns out..."
"grandfather!"
Yu Chen interrupted him.
It was rare for Mr. Yu to see his grandson, who was always more joyless and joyless than a monk, break his guard. He tsked lightly and did not continue to expose him, but looked at Shi Ling with a kind smile.
"Grandpa Yu." Shi Ling greeted Mr. Yu.
"Eh!"
Mr. Yu responded and looked at Yu Chen and Shi Ling with a smile on his face.
Yu Chen met Shi Ling's eyes, and the hand holding the paper ball tightened slightly. He was worried and expecting at the same time. There was no time more painful than now.
Shi Ling stared at Yu Chen for a long time, with a bit of hesitation on his cold and delicate face, and a bit of struggle between his brows.
Her hands were tightly covering her bag, but in the end she couldn't resist the iceberg sleeping beauty's eyes looking at her. She resignedly took out a bag of spicy strips from her bag and handed it to Yu Chen.
She looked away and said, "This is the only pack left. I originally planned to eat it on the way down the mountain. Forget it, I'll give it to you."
Yu Chen:?
Mr. Yu:?Jingning:?
Everyone was stunned.
Seeing that Yu Chen didn't answer, Shi Ling simply took his hand and patted his hand with the whole package of Spicy Prince, "Don't be embarrassed. It's normal to want to eat snacks when you are tired from copying. I was still hungry before. It’s a recipe now.”
Mr. Yu realized it belatedly and couldn't help but laugh.
Yu Chen breathed a sigh of relief and was a little depressed at the same time, looking at Shi Ling with complicated eyes.
Shi Ling: "Don't like spicy strips? Oh yes, you are not in good health and cannot eat junk food. Otherwise..."
"Thank you."
Yu Chen coldly stuffed the spicy strips into his pocket.
Shi Ling had a puzzled look on his face, and his copy of the book was filled with snacks. Did he like it or not?
"Yu Chen, ah no, Master Yu Ning, haven't you seen through the world of mortals and become a monk? When are you going to have your head shaved? Can I come and watch?" Shi Ling clasped his hands together in a decent manner, looking at Yu Chen expectantly.
She was really curious about how Yu Chen would look with his shaved feels like the cold Buddha in the novel has a face.
Mr. Yu on the side couldn't hold back his his grandson want to become a monk?When did this happen?
His gloomy face was as cold as the snow outside the Great Wall, "Shi Ling, do you really want to see it?"
Shi Ling felt that he seemed a little angry, "Ah, I don't really want to see it either."
Jing Ning, who was watching the excitement on the side, didn't think it was a big deal. He ran back to the Zen room and brought a chair over. He also brought a set of shaving tools and said to Yu Chen: "Hurry up, Junior Brother Yu Ning, sit down and I'll give it to you." You get tonsured.”
When Mr. Yu saw Yu Chen sitting on that chair, he was so shocked that he almost had a heart attack, "I don't agree!"
