Leisurely cultivating life

Chapter 633 The Kind-hearted Little Kiyoya
Perhaps the quilt gave Su Qingmi great comfort, and not long after, she lifted the quilt.

She still remembered that there was an uncle outside, and she was a little rude just now.

Thinking of this, she even lifted the quilt.

Then, I saw a pair of clear and bright eyes.

"ah!"

The little girl exclaimed, a little panicked.

Anyone who encounters this kind of situation will do so, let alone a little girl, or a little girl who is afraid of snakes.

Zhou Fan said: "You were bullied by that woman before, do you want to take revenge?"

Hearing this, Su Qingmi looked at Zhou Fan in surprise, as if she was a little surprised what happened to Zhou Fan before.

Afterwards, she hesitated for a while before saying, "Yes, but it's not because she bullied me that I want to take revenge on her, but I want her not to bully others casually in the future!"

Zhou Fan smiled lightly and said, "She is a kind-hearted little girl!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Fan's figure disappeared in place.

"Bang Bang~~"

Before she could recover, there was a knock on the door.

Pressing down the doubts in her heart, she went to open the door, and the man standing outside the door was the old uncle from before.

……

This day was the day when Xuan Lianfeng preached.

Early in the morning, Su Qingmi got up early.

The sky is dimly bright, the afterglow of the stars in the sky will not dissipate, and there are strands of cold air in the air.There are green grasses all over the land, and dewdrops are rolling on the tips of the grass, which are crystal clear and shining with charming brilliance, dazzling the eyes.

Su Qingmi stood under the bamboo house and took a deep breath.

The cold wind in the morning made her a little excited... even more excited.

Today is the first sermon she heard when she came to Xuanlian Peak. She hasn't slept since last night and stayed up until dawn.

Fortunately, since Little Green Sprout gave her a piece of green leaf, she has no problems sleeping or eating for a few days.

"Squeak~"

At this time, there was also the sound of opening the door from the opposite side.

Su Qingmi looked over, took a step, and jogged over.

"Uncle Zhang!"

"Xiao Qingya, good morning!"

Zhang Chukun looked at Su Qingmi, a trace of envy flashed in his eyes, young is good!

"Uncle Zhang, when are we going to the pulpit!"

Looking at Su Qingmi who was a little over excited, Zhang Chukun raised his finger and pointed to the sky.

"Mao hour hasn't arrived yet, senior will start speaking at Chen hour, it's still an hour away!"

"Ah, is it!"

Su Qingmi looked at the sky, and the stars were still shining.

After finally getting through this long hour, Su Qingmi rushed towards the podium with her own legs.

Behind her, Zhang Chukun almost exerted all his strength, his face flushed a little, and finally he used the pitiful aura in his body, which had a low probability, to barely follow behind Su Qingmi without falling too far.

Is she really just a 14-year-old girl?

Looking at the figure that didn't stop at all, Zhang Chukun even ran faster and faster, almost doubting his life.

In the end, he was left behind by Su Qingmi, the little girl really ran too fast.

When he came to the podium out of breath, he bowed slightly, propped his legs with his hands, and almost stuck his tongue out.

Looking up, Zhang Chukun kicked even more anxiously when he saw that he was sitting on the green ground, his face was not red and he was not out of breath.

"Uncle Zhang, come quickly, I have a seat for you!"

In the distance, Miss Su Qingmi waved her hand.

Zhang Chukun, who could no longer run, walked over with trembling legs, with a calm expression on his face, and sat next to Miss Su Qingmi.

For a moment, mist rose from time to time on the vast green ground, and two figures, one tall and one short, sat cross-legged in the center, one big and one small.

The podium is sacred in Su Qingmi's heart, so she sat cross-legged quietly and did not speak.

As for why Zhang Chukun is like this, the benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise sees wisdom.

Not long after, monks began to come up one after another.

I also saw two figures, one large and one small, sitting cross-legged at the place closest to the podium.

"Hey, who is that little girl next to Zhang Chukun?"

Some monks were amazed when they saw Su Qingmi sitting cross-legged next to Zhang Chukun.

"Senior is broad-minded, and does not prohibit ordinary people from coming to listen to the sermon. I guess he is the same as Zhang Chukun!"

"Heh, if you don't have immortal roots, even if you are lucky, how long can you persist in listening to seniors teach you the way of immortality!"

"Okay, this is where the pulpit is, please be quiet!"

One after another, the number of monks began to increase, but they didn't take a second look at the little girl Su Qingmi beside Zhang Chukun.

It wasn't until two men and two women, a group of four people walked towards Zhang Chukun and sat down next to him, that they attracted the attention of some monks.

But that's all, and he averted his sight immediately.

Zhang Chukun naturally knew about the people coming by his side.

It's just that even though he wanted to say hello at the moment, he ran too fast just now.

Until now, I still haven't calmed down a bit.

If you speak, you must be out of breath.

Leaving aside his impoliteness, his image in the eyes of Miss Qing Mi would be completely ruined.

Yuze sat on the blue ground, glanced at Zhang Chukun out of the corner of his eye, and felt a question mark in his heart.

Could it be that I remembered it wrong, but it shouldn't be, this person is famous for being the most approachable.

He managed to deal with the matter of Xin County, squeezed out some time, and spent a huge price. He came to Xuanlian Peak with the intention of making friends with this future strong man.

It's just that he is just a mortal without immortal roots at the moment, if he makes friends too deliberately, he will fall to the bottom instead.

However, before he finished his doubts, a mysterious voice sounded in his ears.

His heart trembled, and he glanced up from the corner of his eye, and saw that at some point, a cloud platform was already standing in the sky, and a Taoist voice came from the mouth of a Taoist.

In just a split second, he quickly cast his eyes away, not daring to look at Zhou Fan again.

All the people present, and even the entire universe, only he knows how strong and terrifying the future one is.

It makes people despair, that is the despair that can never see the back.

The little girl Su Qingmi next to him had a look of surprise in her eyes, she never expected that the one who suddenly appeared in front of her before would be the senior who preached at Xuan Lianfeng.

"Big sister has such a good eye!"

Looking at Zhou Fan, such a thought suddenly popped up in the little girl's mind.

Immediately, it was filled with Zhou Fan's preaching.

The sermon continued until Youshi, when the monks began to descend the mountain in an orderly manner.

As for Su Qingmi, who came to listen to the sermon for the first time, she looked sleepy all over.

She was late, and what Zhou Fan said at this time was the method of forming a Taoist fetus. How could she, an ordinary person who had not yet reached the state of refining Qi, understand it.

(End of this chapter)