My apprentice is not easy

Chapter 189 The Monk
At this moment, Shen Qinghe really wanted to say something:
"This is the 13th time you have asked this question!"

But thinking about the previous few times, after answering this question, the topic between the two of them inevitably turned to the same direction, and they lost the urge to answer.

I've said the same thing many times, and I'm tired.

And... more and more unhappy.

After losing her memory, Shen Ling seemed to know nothing and did nothing.

However, there are some things he can feel again.

For example, this small shop seems to exist in this ordinary city, but in fact, it escapes into the void from time to time.

The comings and goings of those apprentices were all controlled by Shen Ling who opened and closed the portal.

Therefore, people are sent away by yourself.

Why do I have to find a reason here to tell you that the person is not lost?

Forget it before, but this time...

Is Ling Yun that important?

It's so important that you asked it a full thirteen times!
Why do you care so much about him?
Why don't you care about me?

……Humph!

All kinds of thoughts flashed in my heart, bringing a burst of sourness.

Shen Qinghe's calm gaze gradually became resentful.

Shen Ling just pretended that she didn't understand.

Withdrawing his gaze, he continued to look outside.

"Ugh……"

When the weather is cold, people don't like to go out.

There are much fewer people on this street than when it is warmer.

Shen Ling stared blankly.

Do you want to visit Lao Zhang?Doesn't it mean that there is no problem and no treatment is needed?Why did you bring it over again?

Ling Yun, that's the hero... Suspected.

In her small shop, she could still keep watching, noticing whether the plot was unfolding.

Being taken away by Lao Zhang... What if this plot unfolds without her knowing?

What should I do if the hostess is here?Can Ling Yun, the suspected hero, really escape his fate?
She chose to escape here before because she knew that her fate was inevitable.

Now, I finally made up my mind and planned to protect a "suspected hero".

Don't go to the end, people don't protect you, and you put yourself in it!
Or... just run away without doing anything?

It's easy to run alone, but the question is, what should the disciples do?What about Ling Yun?
"Ugh……"

Shen Ling rubbed her stiff face, feeling a little bald.

In the next second, I saw a shiny forehead.

"..."

This is really bald.

"Amitabha……"

A monk in shabby robes stopped in front of Shen Ling and bowed to her.

Raising his head, a handsome face appeared in front of Shen Ling.

Sword-shaped eyebrows, white hair dotted between the brows, a pair of phoenix eyes as clear as water, with a smile on his face, soft and solemn.

Shen Ling couldn't hold back, and clicked her tongue lightly.

What's wrong with this look?You have to become a monk.

Have you considered the thousands of girls in the world?
The monk clasped his hands together, stood in front of him, lowered his eyebrows and said to Shen Ling.

"Benefactor, can I ask for a thick coat?"

Shen Ling froze for a moment, then moved her eyes to look at the monk's clothes.

There is only a thin monk's robe, which is still torn, and it is useless in this cold wind.

The monk's hands were all bruised and purple, and they looked miserable.

But... are monks always asking for things so directly?
Shen Ling fell into silence for a moment.

But I heard a "cuckoo" sound coming from the belly of the monk in front of me.

Shen Ling looked up.

The monk gave a very shy smile.

"Benefactor, can I ask for some food?"

Shen Ling: "..."

Shen Qinghe came from behind with no expression on his face.

The tone is firm.

"No."

The monk turned to look at him, the smile on his face remained unchanged.

"Benefactor, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

"A thick coat and a bowl of hot soup are nothing to a benefactor."

"For the little monk, it is a lifesaver."

Shen Qinghe lowered her head.

After a few breaths, he smiled softly.

"You monk... you are really shameless."

"It's mine, and you want to take it with just one mouth?"

"Then I'll pay it back, but I won't."

After the words fell, the atmosphere between the two seemed to be a little stagnant.

Shen Ling sat on the chair, raised her head, looked at this and then at that.

I found that there seemed to be no chance to interject myself.

So he raised his hand, propped his chin with his palm, and put his elbow on his knee, as if watching a play.

But the monk turned his head and looked over again.

Standing with one hand in front of his chest, the other stretched into his bosom.

After touching for a while, I found a piece of broken silver.

"Benefactor, the monk pays."

Shen Ling: "..."

"To buy clothes and food, you should not go here, but tailor shops, restaurants."

Shen Qinghe stretched out her hand to block Shen Ling.

"We don't sell anything here."

The monk looked at Shen Qinghe again.

"Sponsor, the purpose of opening a store is to sell goods. How can a store be open without selling anything?"

"for example……"

Shen Qinghe elongated his tone slightly, and said in a very affirmative tone.

"We are here."

After the words fell, the scene froze again.

The monk slowly stuffed the broken silver into his bosom, and clasped his palms together.

Bow to Shen Qinghe.

"Since the benefactor doesn't sell anything here, can... can I ask for a thick coat and a meal?"

Shen Qinghe: "..."

Shen Ling couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Immediately attracted Shen Qinghe's calm eyes mixed with grievance.

She coughed lightly, looked at the monk and asked.

"I don't know what the name of this master is?"

"The three lives of the little monk, the benefactor can call the name, but the name of the master...is not appropriate."

"Why not?"

"If you don't practice enough, you can't afford it."

"I think you deserve it."

"Then it will be as the benefactor said!"

"..."

Shen Ling looked at the monk in front of her.

The monk lowered his eyebrows and smiled.

At a glance, it gives people a kind-hearted appearance with kind eyebrows, kind eyes, and a firm heart.

But as long as you touch it a little... you can know what it means to be shameless.

Seeing that Shen Ling was silent, San Sheng spoke again.

"Benefactor, I seem to have seen the glory of the Buddha."

Shen Ling was taken aback for a moment, puzzled.

"Ok?"

Sansheng smiled unchanged and gave an explanation.

"Hungry and cold, the little monk is dying."

Shen Ling: "..."

There are so many flaws, I don't know where to start.

However, she couldn't really look at such a monk, freezing to death or starving to death in front of her house.

"Okay, just wait!"

As he spoke, he stood up and walked towards the shop.

San Sheng hurriedly bowed and bowed.

"My little monk thanked the benefactor!"

Shen Ling waved her hands casually, and went to look for something.

Before the door was opened, only San Sheng and Shen Qinghe were left.

San Sheng had a smile on his face.

"Benefactor, the cold wind seeps through the bones, may you allow the little monk to enter the house to keep warm?"

"No."

"Benefactor, kindness is the foundation of human beings, and human beings should not forget their roots."

"Oh?"

"Benefactor, the little monk is about to freeze to death."

"Oh."

The scene suddenly fell into silence.

Shen Qinghe moved and sat on the chair that Shen Ling had sat on.

Resting his chin with one hand, his face was calm and unwavering.

"I really want to see how a stubborn rock can be frozen to death."

　I... ask for a ticket...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)