He was annoyed that he shouldn't have said those words in front of his uncle, even though what he said was true.
Fahai merely glanced at him coldly before looking away. Wuyuan was just a child in his teens; there was no need to bother with him.
Fahai strode back to the meditation room and closed the door, once again shutting Lu Qingyan out.
"Hey, monk!" Lu Qingyan pounded on the door from the outside. "Monk, what do you mean by this? Why are you locking me out?"
The system replied with a cold expression: "Oh, he probably finally realized he thinks you're too ugly."
Suddenly, a scream came from within the Spirit Spring space: "Help! Someone is trying to kill the leader!" Unfortunately, in that enclosed space, no one would know how much it screamed.
Without the person feeding her, Lu Qingyan suddenly felt life was meaningless, and she was too lazy to even hibernate. So she comfortably occupied Wuyuan's meditation room, wrapped herself in several layers of quilts, and wandered around the temple, facing countless resentful gazes every day.
Of course, they dared not do anything, since this snake was protected by their grandmaster uncle.
Faced with their grandmaster's favoritism, they could only think: Grandmaster, why are you so biased? Are people not even as good as snakes these days?
Although Lu Qingyan and the group of young monks at Jinshan Temple were constantly causing chaos, life after Fahai went into seclusion seemed no different from usual. The mountain was still the same mountain, the temple was still the same temple, and people flocked to it every day, with incense burning brightly.
Among these people who came, some prayed for peace, some for marriage, some for wealth... they asked for everything. If even Buddha could grant their wishes, then he would be quite busy. Lu Qingyan deeply felt that nothing was easy.
As the weather gradually cooled, most of the leaves on the trees fell and were buried in the soil, while the glistening droplets in the air danced gracefully, creating a beautiful picture. Lu Qingyan's daily acts of stealing the monks' food and blankets had already earned her considerable animosity at Jinshan Temple.
After ten months of pregnancy, the day of childbirth arrived. The time that Fahai had been waiting for seemed both long and short, and it came in the blink of an eye.
When Fahai emerged from the meditation room, his hair was completely black. He wore a cassock, and his handsome features were breathtaking, yet he also possessed a transcendent and otherworldly air.
Lu Qingyan stared blankly at the person who had suddenly appeared before her. She had always known he was handsome, and even without his full head of black hair, he was never outshone by others. Now that he had filled in that missing piece, he was even more captivating.
She was momentarily stunned, and then she met those seemingly expressive eyes. For some reason, her heart skipped a beat, as if it were about to burst out of her chest.
The system asked uncertainly: "Master, are you... falling for me?"
Lu Qingyan feigned shyness, lowered her head, and said coyly, "My girlish heart has actually been given to a monk one day. How exciting! I love it!"
This statement was half true and half false, leaving even the system somewhat confused about its master's true intentions.
However, the system still trusted its cold-hearted master completely. How could these ordinary mortals be worthy of its master? Only the master was worthy of its master.
Uh... we absolutely mustn't let Lu Qingyan, its owner, know that it has another owner.
Fahai slightly curled the corners of his lips and said to Lu Qingyan, "Susu, let's go." It's time to deal with that white snake.
And so, Lu Qingyan was led to Qiantang by Fahai in a daze.
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