She almost didn't beat herself to death, but she also severely injured herself. In fact, she was really an upright girl.
"Oh fine!"
Seeing that she had nothing to do, the little monk walked to the other side and continued to collect herbs.
"ah… "
Yu Qingqing was unhappy. What kind of attitude was this? Did he not believe it
She was fuming, as if she really couldn't prove anything now.
When you can transform later, you can have a good argument with him.
"Little monk, let's go there to collect medicine."
Yu Qingqing jumped onto his shoulder and said crisply.
"My name is Mou Chen."
The little monk looked intently at the little rabbit on his shoulder.
"My name is Yu Qingqing!"
Yu Qingying blinked his rabbit eyes and said his name.
"Hey, the rabbit also has such an elegant name?"
Mou Chen felt very surprised.
"Do you also think my name is elegant?"
Yu Qingqing was a little proud, looking at him and raising his eyebrows slightly.
"yes!"
Mou Chen laughed softly.
"Am I an immortal after all? The name is of course otherworldly."
Yu Qingqing squatted on his shoulders, leaning against his head.
"You can at best be considered a fairy rabbit!"
he asks.
"Uh... From what you said, it seems so!"
Yu Qingying nodded.
Huh, anyway, this little monk just doesn't believe in her beauty, and she must be shown to him later.
When Mou Chen went back to collect the medicine, Yu Qingting helped him mix the medicine again, and the smile on Mou Chen's face became more and more.
Following Yu Qingming, they kept bickering.
On this day, Mou Chen was making medicine when two stick monks walked in from outside.
"Mouchen, give us two bottles of medicine to increase internal strength!"
These two stick monks have strong muscles on their bodies and look very strong and powerful.
"Two senior brothers, I can't give you this medicine!"
Mou Chen clasped his hands together and said apologetically.
"Why can't you give it to us!?"
The look on the face of the leader of the stick monk was obviously unhappy.
"This is for use when the internal energy is exhausted. It will also cause great harm to the body after use. If you can't use it, don't use it."
After Mou Chen said these words, he stood there.
"Why do you have so many words for us when we say yes?"
The two of them suddenly became displeased, and looked at Mou Chen with rather unkind eyes.
"It's not that I won't give it to my two senior brothers, it's really not possible!"
Mou Chen refused calmly. Waiting for the next second, he smiled again, "In a few days, there will be a big competition in the temple. The two senior brothers don't want to use it at that time, right?"
The two stick monks were immediately seen through by her, and their faces turned pale and blue.
The two snorted coldly and walked forward.
When they reached the door, one of them turned around and said, "No matter what, I'm better than you, a loser who can't learn martial arts!"
"Amitabha!"
Mou Chen put his hands together and recited a Buddhist saying.
The two stick monks, seeing how indifferent he was at this time, didn't know what to do.
So the two of them walked forward angrily.
Yu Qingying quickly ran out and followed. When the two of them reached the bridge, she deliberately used a spell to cause the two stick monks to fall into the river together.
"Help, help!"
The two of them couldn't swim yet, so they kept asking for help in the river.
Yu Qingqing couldn't help laughing when he saw their embarrassed appearance.
(End of chapter)