Chapter 379 Okay, okay, I understand.
Ao Bai, his entire body swaying like a noodle, finally managed to open one eye after a long while, "...Meow?"
Tang Wanwan was shocked, "What's wrong with Bai?"
Ao Bai, completely bewildered, yawned: "Don't tell anyone that King Meow Meow is doing this, it's just... these people are giving too much."
They don't do their main tasks at all each day. The moment they open their eyes, they're monitoring and reporting enemy activity, earning extra money, and also trying to avoid being blacklisted.
Being a cat is hard, but being an information broker who can monitor five lucky individuals at the same time is even harder!
"What are they babbling about?" Tang Wanwan said confidently, "I don't believe these people can really get along so well."
Ao Bai struggled to break free from the young lady's restraints and jumped onto Hua Li's legs to lick her fur. "You bumpkin, this is how things are in the harem."
It had been worrying about things that weren't its concern, wondering how to allocate the time. It couldn't possibly be five days a week, one person per day, with weekends off, could it?
It sounds simple, but it's actually quite difficult. The key question is, who has that kind of thick skin?
But to everyone's surprise, these people reached a tacit understanding on their own without Huali even having to say a word.
It turns out that the people who truly care about you will always understand all your difficulties and then quietly make all the necessary arrangements.
Although she couldn't understand what Ao Bai was saying, Tang Wanwan had been trained for many years and was now able to accurately identify cats and their speech.
The young lady was so surprised that it took her a long time to come to her senses.
But the next second, Tang Wanwan, a fervent Buddhist fanatic, immediately objected, "Wait a minute, you just said you went out with the little bird, fox, and Demon Lord Chen Yu?"
Karin nodded, "Yeah... why are you rolling up your sleeves? Let's talk this out, don't resort to violence."
"Where is our Buddhist disciple? Where is our pure, innocent, and kind-hearted Buddhist disciple?" Tang Wanwan's eyebrows furrowed.
"Don't forget who fought alongside you on Baiyun Mountain back then, who braved wind and rain with you, and who went to great lengths to find you..."
"We agreed to go to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect together today!"
"Hmph, that's more like it."
Tang Wanwan's mood brightened, and she immediately pulled Shao Siming up, saying, "You should have said so earlier! True CP fans should learn to create favorable conditions for their idols. Let's leave right now."
Shao Siming smiled, shook her head, and then got up.
Huali blinked, "Then my 180-meter-long bed..."
"I'm not looking anymore." Tang Wanwan smiled mischievously. "I'll leave it for the Buddhist disciple to see."
Huali, who instantly understood, blushed and said, "You're talking nonsense... Hey, Lianzhuo, you're here?"
In the courtyard, a white figure appeared silently at some unknown time.
The afternoon sun was gentle and warm, casting dappled shadows on him through the sparse branches and leaves.
Lian Zhuo stood quietly in the courtyard under a tall hydrangea, looking up at the flowers that were about to fade, her profile delicate and gentle.
Hearing Karin's call, his gaze swept across the courtyard and landed on Karin, the ripples in his eyes like a spring breeze across a lake.
"Hualin." Lianzhuo stepped forward and took Huali's hand as if no one else was around.
Then, his gaze naturally swept over Tang Wanwan and Shao Siming, and he raised one hand to his chest in a Buddhist gesture, saying, "Benefactor Tang, Benefactor Shao."
Tang Wanwan, who was delighted by the sweet moments between the couple, smiled so broadly that her eyes disappeared. "Good morning, Buddha. We're leaving now. Goodbye, goodbye."
Shao Siming: "Farewell."
Huali waved to them, then turned to look at Lianzhuo, "Didn't you say you wouldn't be back until tonight?"
The Buddhist monk's robes fluttered in the autumn wind, brushing against the fallen petals. "Midday lessons have just ended." He then naturally reached out and tidied the girl's wind-blown hair: "I've come to pick you up."
"Would you like to return to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect with me first?"
Huali nodded, and as the two of them left, Spy Cat slowly straightened his body.
As the Meow King's two front paws blossomed, its fluffy back curved into a smooth arc, and even the tip of its tail trembled.
"Host, wait... meow?"
As soon as he took a step, he was lifted into the air and grabbed into Tang Wanwan's arms by her. "You two go ahead, Ao Bai just said he wanted to come to my place to play."
King Meow Meow roared in anger: "When did I...?"
"A bag of premium cat food, two small fish-shaped cans, plus a massage service." Mr. Tang simply asked, "Are you in or not?"
"Meow! Meow meow meow!" Go away! Go away!
Forget about spies; a fool wouldn't take advantage of a good deal!
*
Within the Wanfo Sect, sutra pillars hang down, and Sanskrit text flows.
The air is filled with the scent of sandalwood and countless blessings of faith; just inhaling it brings peace to the mind.
Lianzhuo led Huali through the main hall with its majestic golden Buddha statues, where disciples and monks bowed and chanted Buddhist mantras from time to time.
At first, Huali felt quite pressured.
Since they were in a pure Buddhist sanctuary, she instinctively tried to break free from Lian Zhuo's grasp.
However, the usually gentle and proper Buddhist disciple became unusually assertive. His hands, with their distinct knuckles, not loosened but instead tightened even more firmly, his steps were composed, and his gaze was unwavering.
Huali paused for a moment, a gentle smile slowly spreading across her lips. She then allowed the Buddhist monk to lead her through layers of halls and finally into an extremely quiet and elegant meditation room.
Uncle Liaowu was already waiting on the prayer mat. When he saw the two of them enter, a kind smile appeared in his eyes.
"Benefactor Huali, how have you been?"
Huali had a good impression of the old abbot; to be honest, his story of bravely pursuing love at his advanced age was quite encouraging to her.
"Master, it's been a long time."
Liao Wu stroked his beard. "How well have you come to understand the scriptures I gave you last time?"
The black man, who had just sat down, looked bewildered: "Huh? What scriptures?"
Liao Wu smiled and asked, "Those are the scriptures you asked for the day you cured Tan Chen of the blood curse. Do you have them with you now?"
Blood curse? Scriptures? Lotus throne! Confession!
Dead memories suddenly attack Karin!
Help! She hadn't read any scriptures; those books were scattered on the lotus platform, and she was completely stunned by the kisses!
I completely forgot about the book afterwards.
Huali immediately looked at Lianzhuo for help.
A hint of helplessness flashed in the Buddhist disciple's eyes. "Uncle-Master, don't tease her."
Liao Wu smiled, recited a Buddhist saying, and looked at Lian Zhuo: "The Buddhist festival is approaching, and thousands of prayer flags have been hung on the snow-capped peaks, and a Dharma platform has been built."
"This is the first festival after the world has recovered its vitality, and everyone is asking the Buddhist monks to attend and bless them by touching their heads."
Before Lian Zhuo could speak, Hua Li's eyes suddenly lit up. Come to think of it, she had never seen Lian Zhuo preach before, and her curiosity was instantly piqued.
She squeezed Lian Zhuo's hand. "Can I go with you? I'd like to see it too."
Lian Zhuo silently returned the handshake, "After the Dharma assembly ends, it will be the Butter Lamp Festival, with a long street performance. If you wish, you can come with me to see the lanterns."
Liao Wu watched as the Buddhist monk leaned slightly forward to listen to the girl speak, and a look of understanding flashed in his eyes.
It is said that those who walk side by side across the river of butter lamps will meet again in their next life. When a person is no longer a stone statue without joy or sorrow on a lotus throne, that is the beginning of all cause and effect.
He clasped his hands together and smiled gently, warmth spreading through his wrinkles. "The stubborn rock first blossoms with the patterns of glass, the Bodhi tree first falls into the dust of the human world."
After he finished speaking, he looked up and was about to take his leave when he noticed that the girl opposite him was looking at him with a hesitant expression, which was... a little strange.
"Benefactor Huali? Do you have any guidance?"
Having spent a lot of time with ancient-style young men like Wen Jin, and with the occasional Buddhist sayings from Lian Zhuo, Hua Li naturally understood the implied meaning in Wu Hua's words.
She paused, then cautiously encouraged, "Master, don't give up so easily."
Liao Wu: "Hmm?"
Huali lowered her voice: "Although you are a bit old... well! Actually, you're not that old. Cultivators can change their appearance. And judging from your bone structure, you must have been a handsome young man when you were young."
Liao Wu's brow twitched slightly: "?"
"If you ask me, if you really like it, don't give up! Why don't we try a different approach? How about writing some poetry? Or..." she analyzed seriously, "...create a chance encounter?"
Liao Wu: "??? This old monk..."
Seeing his hesitant expression, Huali immediately realized and said:
"Okay, okay, I got it, I got it. You have your own rhythm."
"Lian Zhuo, let's go."
Liao Wu watched the two figures disappear into the distance, and thought, "..."
The prayer beads in his hand spun around, making a crackling sound.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
