Dressed As the Younger Brother of Four Pet Sisters and Crazy Demons

Surprisingly, Xiao Shiwu was able to keep up with the thoughts of the two of them. Over time, Li Qinian sent Xiao Shiwu to Ji Ji's house.

"Uncle Shen, are you the one who cooks in your family?"

Xiao Shiwu was just taller than the stove, he rolled up his sleeves, brought a small stool, and stepped on it to wash vegetables for Shen Nian.

Shen Nian has liked Shiwu since he was a child, and he cleaned up the meat:

"A Ji's cooking probably isn't to your liking."

Not to my liking...

"tastes very bad?"

Fifteen bluntly translated for Shen Nian.

Shen Nian just smiled and didn't admit it.

As soon as Ji Shi entered the door, he heard the conversation between the two.

He looked at Shen Nian: "Is it really bad?"

Then he has been eating for so long?

Shen Nian curled his lips: "It's not bad."

Xiao Shiwu nodded half-understood, as if he understood something.

Not bad.

That probably means it's hard to eat.

Xiao Shiwu stayed at Ji Ji's house for half a month.

When seasonal work is busy, Shen Nian will take him to check the information together.

After getting along for a long time, he discovered that Xiao Shiwu's sensitivity to weapons, manufacturing, and manufacturing was unexpectedly high.

He told Ji Ji the conclusion he had discovered, and the other party was silent for a while without saying anything.

Only the next day, there were two more classes in Xiao Shiwu's schedule——

Principles of martial arts grappling and bullets.

...

It has been five years since Lou Chengxiao left.

On the second day after he left, Li Qinian found that his body had changed.

From a long distance, she could hear other people's conversations.

Gradually, she could see things a thousand meters away clearly.

Not only that, but the fragments in her mind gradually increased.

She often dreams of temples with smoke curling up from the kitchen and densely packed scriptures.

She even remembered the first time she saw Jiang Lu.

Mr. Jiang took Xiao Jiang Huang by the hand and handed him over to the abbot himself.

This little boy is so beautiful.

This was the first thought that flashed through her mind at the time.

Xiao Jiangwan was wearing a neatly pressed suit, with red lips and white teeth, noble and elegant like a little prince in a fairy tale.

His eyelashes are actually longer than hers, but I don't know if there are more eyelashes than hers.

Be sure to count when you have the opportunity.

She thought silently in her heart.

...

The new handsome brother seems to be a mute.

This is the conclusion Li Qinian came to after three days of observation.

The little mute seems to be unhappy every day.

This is her second conclusion.

Master said, we should take pleasure in helping others and form good karma.

Holding the greasy chicken leg in his hand, Li Qinian went up decisively to say hello.

"Little benefactor, Amitabha."

Greeting like this will make it appear that she is a professional monk.

Jiang Lu's eyes were empty, staring at the orange-red sunset in the distance, without looking back.

Li Qinian blinked, and didn't care about the indifference of his new partner, and sat down on the big rock beside him without rubbing it, even though the rock was covered with dust.

Xiao Jiang's eyelids suddenly moved for a moment.

The little monk's hair was completely shaved, her big head was bright, and she looked tiger-headed and tiger-headed, and her pair of bright black eyes made her look a little more aura.

Li Qinian smiled heartlessly, and stretched out his hand:

"Little benefactor, I invite you to eat chicken legs."

Xiao Jiang stared at her shiny mouth, and looked down at the chicken leg she handed over.

Ok.

Already been bitten.

He didn't reach out.

"I knew you didn't like chicken legs."

Li Qinian smiled even more happily, grabbed the chicken leg and began to chew on it.

Really dishonest.

A thought flashed in Jiang Juan's mind.

Li Qinian didn't leave after eating the chicken legs, and watched the whole sunset with him silently.

...

See you next time.

She was punished by the abbot to copy scriptures.

Jiang Yu is the supervisor.

In the meditation room, Li Qinian was holding a brush, pretending to write, and sneaking a few glances at Jiang Wang from time to time. After realizing that Jiang Wang was only in a daze and didn't care about her, she completely let herself go.

Go to this corner for a while, and then go to touch that corner for a while, like a butterfly that can't rest, can't stop all the time.

Why is "he" always like a dirty bag.

Jiang Wang thought silently in his heart.

The cassock that Li Qinian was wearing was slightly whitish due to washing too many times, and the hem of the skirt was stained with morning dew and mud, making it muddy.

What's even more outrageous is that there is a hole at the bottom of the cassock.

It was cut by a branch this morning when I was climbing a tree to steal peaches.

This is why she was punished for copying scriptures.

After being energetic for a long time, Li Qinian finally fell asleep lying on the desk. She squinted her eyes and raised her hand to rub her eyes. She brushed the ink-stained brush with her arm, and there were a few more ink stains on the cassock.

Then, she rolled over.

The little face flushed from sleep was pressed against the ink-stained sleeves.

Now, the Dirty Bag has really become a Dirty Bag.

Not surprisingly, Li Qinian was punished again.

Only this time, it was punished to clean the library.

Jiang Yu became the supervisor again.

Because the abbot said that he and "him" were predestined.

Whether there is a relationship or not, he doesn't know.

Enmity is true.

Because the dirty bag soiled his suit again.

It's not enough for "he" to dirty himself every time, he always dirty his clothes unintentionally, and then blinks his eyes and looks at him apologetically.

"Amitabha, sin is sin."

How could there be such a rascal little monk.

he thinks.

...

Li Qinian would get into trouble every day, and as a supervisor, it was difficult for him not to see "him".

This little monk who loves to get into trouble seems to have great strength.

Especially every time he stole a peach and was chased by his master.

Pull him to run fast.

Although he didn't understand, he obviously didn't steal peaches, so why did he run away with "him".

...

The first time he spoke to the little monk was on the day of Jiang's parents' funeral.

The black ashes of the burnt paper money spread out in the flames, and he mechanically threw the paper money into the brazier. Although the fire was burning vigorously, he felt a little cold for no reason.

Li Qinian imitated his movements and threw paper money into the brazier. The young monk was young and had no relatives around him who died, so he still had a vague concept of Qingming Festival.

"He" leaned against him, in the cold wind, they snuggled together to keep warm.

The little monk patted his back clumsily with his small hands, and said in a serious tone:

"...Little mute, don't be sad, I will be obedient in the future and won't cause trouble."

"He" sat with him all night, when the sky in the distance was bright, the little monk finally couldn't resist the drowsiness, and fell asleep leaning on his shoulder.

the next day.

Li Qinian, who had been blown by the cold wind all night, caught a cold.

The illness came like a mountain, and she lay on the bed for a week, unable to speak, and after seven days of suffering, Li Qinian regained her vitality.

It's just that since then, she really never caused trouble again.

The trouble-making spirit suddenly stopped, and all the brothers in the temple were amazed at this strange image. The abbot took a look at Xiao Jiang, and only said silently——

"Amitabha."