"I said to the little monk, what's the point of chanting scriptures alone here? Why don't we play games?"

The little girl was about seven or eight years old and the little novice monk was as old as the little novice monk. She obviously did not take the little novice monk's advice to heart, and in fact, there were indeed no monks coming to drive people away.

Xiao Sha Mi Xuansheng looked a little distressed, thinking that this girl was probably not good at using her head, and he had hinted several times that outsiders would not allow her to enter. Once a hero from the martial arts world broke in. After being suppressed by his uncles and uncles, he stayed in the back mountain for three years before he was released.

He didn't know why, but it seemed that the elders in the temple all valued the yard very much, or they didn't want him to contact outsiders.

"Look, how beautiful these cherry blossoms are, why not count them, see who counts faster."

Xue Molian looked at the cherry blossoms falling in the courtyard, and her big eyes turned and said.

"Female donor, no need to count. There are 136,510 cherry blossoms in this courtyard."

As he said that, Xuansheng also pointed to the towering cherry tree, "including those on the tree."

"You are lying to others, and you don't even count. How could you finish checking so quickly!?"

Xue Molian pouted her little mouth. She was very good at counting. She originally wanted to tease the little monk, but who would have thought that the other party gave the number directly.

"The little monk kept counting before the female donor came."

Xuansheng nodded and looked at the cherry blossoms in the courtyard, with his little face very serious and solemn.

"I don't believe it. You are clearly knocking on wooden fish and chanting scriptures."

Xue Molian felt that the little monk was lying to him.

"If the female donor doesn't believe it, you can go aside and count it. If the little monk is wrong, he will admit defeat."

Xuansheng pointed to the cherry blossoms on the ground.

"Hmph, I want to convince you of losing."

After saying that, Xue Molian ran to the southeast corner of the courtyard to count. She knew that she had to follow the established route and order.

Xuansheng looked at this scene, turned his back and began to recite Buddhist scriptures again. The sound of wooden fish sounded again, and Xue Molian naturally could not see his current expression.

Although this female donor is a little difficult, it is quite easy to cheat.

A monk did not lie, but indeed glanced and counted it. If it was wrong, he would admit defeat. This was not a lie.

Okay, it’s quiet again, and you can make good use of today’s scriptures.

However, before An Ning could last a stick of incense, Xue Molian ran back angrily, her pretty little face was full of shame and anger, "Okay, little monk, you're playing tricks on me!"

She finally realized that this was just a delaying plan for the little monk, and she was still stupid enough to count it. She didn't know the cherry blossoms in the courtyard, so she had to count them one by one. It was probably dark and her family would probably take her away.

Originally, she followed her father up the mountain to worship Buddha, but she felt that the temple was too boring. The adults were all solemn and serious, so she sneaked out to play and finally met a peer.

As a result, this little monk looked like a piece of wood, but he was a lot of bad intentions.

"Female donor, this place is really not something that outsiders can come. If you are found by your uncles, you will be arrested and imprisoned."

Xuansheng was a little helpless. Although he was a childlike child, he did not want to play with girls. After completing his homework today, he could be rewarded to go out to play with his seniors in the Damo Academy.

Then we can go to the back mountain to climb trees and pick fruits to eat.

If you play with a girl, you will be ridiculed by your senior brothers.

"Hehe, my dad is very powerful. They dare not catch me. But you, since this place is so important, then you are also the treasure of Mingjue Temple?"

Xue Molian sat on the stool opposite Xuansheng, looked at the Muyu on the table and a Buddhist scripture, and thought to himself that the other party would not be bored if he sat like this for a day?

"The little monk doesn't know, but since the female donor analyzes this way, that's probably true."

Xuansheng shook his head and nodded again.

"Wow, are you the legendary Buddha's reincarnation?"

Xue Molian said curiously that a child's attention is easily diverted. She doesn't even know why Buddhism is, and she doesn't understand the meaning of Buddha, but she has listened to a lot of stories about the story.

"Of course not."

Xuansheng shook his head and thought to himself that if he was the reincarnation of the Buddha, he would not have to recite the Buddhist scriptures so hard. He would think about the true meaning of it every day, and he should understand it at a glance.

In this way, you can easily pass the test of your uncle and uncle, and you can go to play with your senior brothers every day.

"Well... it's boring, why don't we play with the flower rope?"

Xue Molian took out a long red silk and looked at Xuansheng with his eyes.

Xuansheng was a little helpless. How could he play such a small game that a girl can play at home? But looking at the dress of this female donor, most of whom are from a very good family background, are really not afraid of arresting her in the temple.

Besides, he was not that cruel, and Xue Molian was just a little annoying, and he wasn't here to harm him. If he called on his uncles to come in and arrest people, it would be too unkind.

It’s better to drive her away through my wisdom.

"We might as well come to the rock-scissors. If the little monk wins, the female donor will leave. If the little monk loses, then play games with you."

Xuansheng thought for a while and suggested.

"Can!"

Xue Molian's eyes lit up, at least the little monk let go.

"Declare in advance, I will issue the cloth."

Xuansheng stretched out his right hand, spread his five fingers, and shook it.

"Little monk, what do you mean?"

Xue Molian pouted, thinking that the other party looked down on her.

"The little monk just made such a decision."

Xuansheng smiled, "Will you compare?"

Xue Molian's eyes were rumbling, thinking about why the little monk did this.

From the moment the little monk tricked himself into counting cherry blossoms, he was definitely a wilted belly and would definitely not tell the truth.

Then he said he wanted to make cloth, because he wanted to induce himself to make scissors?

Then this bad little monk will punch and win over himself.

"What if the draw?"

Xue Molian asked first.

"If the draw is a draw, it's also considered the little monk's loss."

Xuansheng said with a sincere face.

Xue Molian's face was even more suspicious, there was definitely a ghost!

This condition was too favorable for her. She originally thought that if she made a draft, she could win the opponent's fist. If the opponent told the truth, it would be a draw.

But the little monk actually said that the draw was considered her win, so it was worth thinking about it... Does the little monk actually want to play with him, but he is actually a little embarrassed to look for a way out?

Xue Molian shook her head, feeling that this kind of thought was too narcissistic.

Xue Molian, calm down and understand your thoughts.

First of all, the little monk is a bad guy, but the winner is determined and he will not be able to lose money. If she really wins, she will not let the little monk go.

Secondly, the monk must want to beat me, so it must be fake if he says the cloth!

I also win if I use scissors, and I also win if I use cloth. The draw conditions he added afterwards were clearly to add a layer of psychological hint to induce me to produce cloth!
Chapter completed!