The scene was once random.
Huijue tried to splash peaches and peaches, but hid behind Nangong dust.
All the water fell on the Nangong dusty body, and the white robe clung to his body, and the young and handsome lines were drawn.
"Get out of the way," the young monk blushed with anxiety. "I have to take revenge today!"
Taotao leaned out a head from the dust shoulder of Nangong. "Calm down, calm down, Buddha said not to get angry with girls casually."
"Buddha didn’t say this sentence. You said it yourself!"
Taotao began to talk nonsense. "I didn’t have a butcher’s knife to become a Buddha. It’s what the Buddha is, it’s me. I’m the Buddha. I’m what the Buddha says."
Hui Jue was so angry that he couldn’t speak. "… you"
"You what?" Taotao poked his head out from the other side of the Nangong dust. "I slander you, insult you, despise you, laugh at you, bully you, and mean you. You should bear with me, let me, avoid me, endure me, let me, respect me. Why are you still angry?" Little bald donkey, you can’t fix it. "
Hui-jue "I …"
"I what?" Taotao sticks out his tongue at him, which will make him so popular that he will rise to heaven in situ. "Come and fight back briefly!"
Huijue crossed the Nangong dust to hit her. Before touching the peach, he was entangled in the underwater weeds. Barefoot, he burst into the water and tripped.
Taotao saw his wet mess, and suddenly his conscience found it unfair to bully a child.
She pulled Hui-jue out of the water. "You splash me. I won’t move."
Hui-jue didn’t believe in "Really?"
"True" Taotao nodded with sincerity.
For fear that she would go back on her word, Hui-jue immediately took the water and threw it at her.
When the water fell, he found that it was an ordinary stream that wetted her ghost’s body.
Taotao fell into the water and burst into laughter again.
Dark clouds are wild, prisons are desolate everywhere, and there is laughter here.
Monks are not like monks, ghosts are not like ghosts.
The monster stared at the girl for a long time and didn’t look like a monster at all
Hui Jue lost his temper. He sat in the stream and sighed.
Taotao grabbed a mass of aquatic plants from the bottom of the water and put them in front of him. His eyes were clear. "Don’t be angry and cook for you later."
Huijue looked at the sticky water grass. "Can you eat this?"
Taotao smiled mysteriously. She walked by the stream and picked up some sticks to light a bonfire.
She set up a pot on the fire, boiled water in the pot, and put the aquatic plants out of the stream into the pot.
She took out some small porcelain bottles from the stone and poured the contents into the pot.
Hui-jue asked, "Is this a thing?"
"Pepper, sesame powder, salt and this." Her baby seems to take out a piece of white tofu. "Isn’t this as fragrant as the iron plate?"
Hui-jue asked in surprise, "Where did you find it?"
Tao Tao snorted. "Where do you come from when you study the jabber technique in the house every day? Don’t even know when I will go out? "
She put the tofu pot "there is a wasteland three miles north, where ordinary slaves open a market every half month and I exchange things with them"
Huijue smelled the smell of tofu cooked by aquatic plants, and his mouth was watering.
He looked at the nangongshan dust "why didn’t you say before? I’ve been eating sesame seed cakes for a month and I’m not willing to eat them for fear of eating them out. "
Nangong Dust [I have never been there]
"He doesn’t eat." Taotao stirred the soup in the pot. "He can be fed by sucking some stars and rain. Why would he go to that place?"
"You don’t eat, either." When the soup was cooked, Hui-jue was forced to take a sip, scalding his tongue and hissing.
"I went because of you, idiot." Taotao picked up a branch and knocked on his bald head. "Did you almost cry when you chewed sesame seeds cake the other day?"
Hui Jue was very moved. He felt something was wrong when he drank the soup.
He put the bowl and asked, "Do you exchange things with them?"
Taotao nodded and he asked, "What for?"
Taotao stopped talking.
The nangongshan dust warily raised his head.
Wild prisons are full of wasteland, and there is little arable land. Food is the most scarce thing.
She can get a piece of tofu and a few cans of seasoning, right?
But Huijue, the dust collector of Nangong, also has something valuable in her pocket.
Taotao began to falter. "Just … I caught two fish in the river."
Hui Jue: "Wild prisons are full of black rivers, so few big fish have been caught long ago. Can two small fish get a piece of fragrant tofu?"
Taotao’s lie was exposed, and she stammered, "Well, I … I took a trick."
Hui Jue "evil spirits wreak havoc in the furnace of heaven and earth, not to mention the wild prison. Even if people have spiritual powers, children can’t live beyond three years old without the protection of the royal exorcism department. Without spiritual powers, mortal skills? You are still lying. "
Taotao was repeatedly exposed and broken. "I split the branch behind the house. That tree grows and won’t bloom. I think it should sell a lot of money if it is taken to the market as firewood, but who knows …"
Who knows that as soon as she entered the market, she was robbed of two bundles of firewood and got several cans of spices.
Taotao was very happy. While Huijue and Nangong Chen were studying in the house, she split the branches like ants moving, and in turn got pots and pans, tofu, rice, some vegetables and fresh fruits.
After a dozen trips back and forth, Taotao faintly felt that something was wrong.
Her "firewood" is so popular that those mortals know that she is a ghost but turn a blind eye to her identity. They want her to flock to grab firewood as soon as she comes.
It’s not like there is no dead wood in the wild prison. Is she better at firewood?
Or is that tree weird?
Intuitively, Taotao dared not tell the truth.
After her voice fell behind, Huijue turned around in the Nangong dust.
They are not far from the hut at this time, and they can vaguely see the bald head of the old tree behind the hut.
Hui Jue "…"
Nangong dust …
"Do you know that’s a tree?"
"I don’t know."
Hui-jue’s face and expression are wonderful, but he can’t say what he wants to say.