Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Wang Chen paused in place, for a moment, caught in a dilemma.

But I heard the girl meditating on the futon in front of me say: "Is the little master also here to meditate?"

The monks did not lie, Wangchen replied truthfully: "Yes, benefactor."

Every day at this time, he would go to the meditation room to meditate and meditate until evening.

The little monk guarding the meditation hall is also accustomed to this.

It's just that today it seems a little unexpected that I met that girl.

Feng Qian patted the futon next to him, smiling: "Come here, little master, I won't disturb you."

Wangchen hesitated for a moment, slowly twisted the prayer beads in his hand, pursed his lips and walked over.

There are three futons in the meditation hall.

Feng Qian sat on the futon at the far left, and Wangchen walked to the futon at the far right without hesitation, and took his seat slowly.

There is only a bright yellow futon between the girl and the young monk.

Feng Qian looked sideways at the person beside him.

After the other party sat down cross-legged, he twisted the prayer beads with his left hand and rested his right hand lightly on his knee.

The eyes were closed, and the long eye feathers swept down.

A little cinnabar mole between the eyebrows is more eye-catching and beautiful.

When he is quiet, he can give people a sense of tranquility.

Perhaps it was because Feng Qian's eyes were too hot, Wang Chen's handsome brows were slightly frowned, and a little uneasiness rose in his heart.

He remembered the bamboo stick that accidentally dropped this morning.

It says - the moon on the bottom of the sea is the moon in the sky, and the person in front of you is your sweetheart.

Is this... a Buddha's instruction?

Or, just coincidence and chance?

Wangchen attributed it to the latter in his heart.

He converted to Buddhism since he was a child, and was ordained to become a monk, so he had already severed his ties with the world.

Marriage in the world of mortals will definitely not fall on his head.

Thinking of this, Wangchen's heart gradually calmed down, and gradually entered the state of Zen.

Everything around him gradually turned into nothingness.

Feng Qian stared at the little monk for a long time, and couldn't help feeling sleepy again.

The girl raised her hand and yawned, feeling drowsy.

The incense burning in the meditation hall also seemed to help sleep, making Feng Qian even more sleepy.

She was sitting there cross-legged, with her elbows on her knees, and her head was unconscious bit by bit.

finally.

boom--

With a slight sound, Feng Qian fell sideways.

Fell asleep.

Xu Shi's head just fell on the empty futon next to him, and he didn't feel any pain, so he didn't wake up the sleeping girl.

This tiny sound also successfully pulled the little monk next to him from the Zen state back to reality.

Wangchen's beautiful long eyelashes fluttered slightly, giving people the illusion of a butterfly flapping its wings.

The pair of eyes that opened immediately were also extremely clear, clear and empty.

He turned his head sideways, and his eyes fell on the girl lying on the futon beside him.

Wang Chen took a look and then looked away. He lowered his eyelashes slightly, slowly raised his hand on his knee, and placed it on his chest.

The little monk raised his head slowly, staring at the solemn Buddha statue in front of him with clear eyes.

He said softly: "Amitabha."

Even for pilgrims, it is disrespectful to fall asleep in front of the Buddha statue.

Feng Qian heard the sound of the system in a daze.

【Ding Dong～Buddha Fate-1】

Feng Qian was awakened instantly.

The girl blinked in confusion.

who I am?

where am I?

what happened?

Feng Qian sat up slowly with his elbows on the ground, his eyes a little dazed.

"What is Buddha's fate?"

Why did it suddenly decrease by 1?

System: "It's just a numerical value of this plane. If the Buddha's affinity is too low, the host's luck will also decrease accordingly, and he will be disliked by monks for some reason, and he will be more and more restricted by Buddhism."

Feng Qian: "..."

"However, the host can use merit points to increase Buddha's fate."