Chapter: 2177
Xiaoxiao cold wind invades people's hearts at night.
Although everyone has tried their best to persuade the little novice monk.
But there is no way to keep it.
Du Ji did not accept the prepared gifts.
"When the little monk came, he didn't bring anything.
When you go, you shouldn't take anything with you. "
"The world is suffering, waiting for the little monk Purdue.
Amitabha, the little monk went, all donors take care. "
Put your hands together, the Buddha ceremony is over.
When the voice fell, the little monk turned and left.
"Little monk, wait a minute!"
Taking advantage of Du Ji's distance, Lin Mo hurriedly stopped him.
When Lin Mo came out of the room and came to the little novice again.
There is a thick package in his hand.
"Little monk, the weather is getting colder.
You must accept this. "
Without waiting for the opponent to refuse, Lin Mo directly stuffed him into the hands of the little novice monk.
"If you are, you will look down on me if you accept it."
Du Ji hesitated first, then opened the package.
If it is a precious thing, he definitely refuses it.
However, what appeared in his hands was just an ordinary plain coat that couldn't be in the ordinary.
A simple piece of clothing, but also a deep care.
"Little monk, thank you Lin donor."
Holding the plain jacket, Du Ji bent down slightly.
"It's all friends, what's the point of being polite."
After replying, Lin Mogang wanted to habitually reach out and touch Du Ji's little bald head.
But he seemed to think of something, and silently retracted his palm.
Then Lin Mo followed his hands together.
"Holy monk who is overwhelmingly ill, the road here is hard and I hope to cherish it."
After speaking, although he was smiling, his eyes were gradually red.
Taking the ground as the bed, taking the sky as the quilt, feet on the ground, and practicing medicine.
This is the way of the little monk and his belief.
"Donor Lin, take care!"
After speaking, Du Ji turned around and left.
"Little monk, if you pass the Baicao Valley in the future, remember to come to me."
"It's also near my Qingfeng Mountain."
"And my Ziyun Sect."
"And my Tianyahaige."
"............"
Under the shouts of the disciples of the hidden sect, the little novice monk did not look back.
All that was left to everyone was a lonely figure and a firm step.
When his figure disappeared into the night.
Stay away from the lights.
At this time, the little monk suddenly stopped.
After rubbing the tears from the corners of his eyes, he murmured in a low voice.
"The picture is broken, if the master abbot knows how I look like.
If you can't, I have to blame it again. "
Having said that, he glanced towards the south before continuing to step forward.
Behind.
After Du Ji left.
Some people still couldn't bear it at last.
There is sorrow in the heart, and tears cannot be controlled.
After tomorrow, many people present will also be parting each other.
If nothing happens, they will never see each other again in this life.
Juvenile feelings are always so sentimental.
"Eh eh eh, what can you guys cry?
A dignified man, being ashamed of this little girl. "
However, after Longlou finished speaking, he suddenly noticed a bad look.
After he and the Saintess of Dunhuang looked at each other.
The latter smiled coldly.
"What happened to the little girl?"
Chang Lou hurriedly shrank his neck and hurriedly responded.
"Nothing!"
Seeing the appearance of Chang Lou's counseling and owing, everyone burst into laughter.
The sad atmosphere has also faded a little.
"Actually, we can reserve a time.
Isn’t it nice that we can get together once a year? "
When Lin Mo said such a method, everyone present instantly lit up.
Yes, this method is fine.
Get together every year at that time!
Thinking of this, Chang Lou patted his hands.
"Hahaha, this is good.
We just agreed, every year at the autumn equinox.
We get together in Kyoto. "
Everyone agreed with this proposal.
In this way, the sadness of separation was instantly diluted a lot.
When I first saw the farewell of mortal dust, the young man always had love in his heart! JrNovels.com
Although everyone has tried their best to persuade the little novice monk.
But there is no way to keep it.
Du Ji did not accept the prepared gifts.
"When the little monk came, he didn't bring anything.
When you go, you shouldn't take anything with you. "
"The world is suffering, waiting for the little monk Purdue.
Amitabha, the little monk went, all donors take care. "
Put your hands together, the Buddha ceremony is over.
When the voice fell, the little monk turned and left.
"Little monk, wait a minute!"
Taking advantage of Du Ji's distance, Lin Mo hurriedly stopped him.
When Lin Mo came out of the room and came to the little novice again.
There is a thick package in his hand.
"Little monk, the weather is getting colder.
You must accept this. "
Without waiting for the opponent to refuse, Lin Mo directly stuffed him into the hands of the little novice monk.
"If you are, you will look down on me if you accept it."
Du Ji hesitated first, then opened the package.
If it is a precious thing, he definitely refuses it.
However, what appeared in his hands was just an ordinary plain coat that couldn't be in the ordinary.
A simple piece of clothing, but also a deep care.
"Little monk, thank you Lin donor."
Holding the plain jacket, Du Ji bent down slightly.
"It's all friends, what's the point of being polite."
After replying, Lin Mogang wanted to habitually reach out and touch Du Ji's little bald head.
But he seemed to think of something, and silently retracted his palm.
Then Lin Mo followed his hands together.
"Holy monk who is overwhelmingly ill, the road here is hard and I hope to cherish it."
After speaking, although he was smiling, his eyes were gradually red.
Taking the ground as the bed, taking the sky as the quilt, feet on the ground, and practicing medicine.
This is the way of the little monk and his belief.
"Donor Lin, take care!"
After speaking, Du Ji turned around and left.
"Little monk, if you pass the Baicao Valley in the future, remember to come to me."
"It's also near my Qingfeng Mountain."
"And my Ziyun Sect."
"And my Tianyahaige."
"............"
Under the shouts of the disciples of the hidden sect, the little novice monk did not look back.
All that was left to everyone was a lonely figure and a firm step.
When his figure disappeared into the night.
Stay away from the lights.
At this time, the little monk suddenly stopped.
After rubbing the tears from the corners of his eyes, he murmured in a low voice.
"The picture is broken, if the master abbot knows how I look like.
If you can't, I have to blame it again. "
Having said that, he glanced towards the south before continuing to step forward.
Behind.
After Du Ji left.
Some people still couldn't bear it at last.
There is sorrow in the heart, and tears cannot be controlled.
After tomorrow, many people present will also be parting each other.
If nothing happens, they will never see each other again in this life.
Juvenile feelings are always so sentimental.
"Eh eh eh, what can you guys cry?
A dignified man, being ashamed of this little girl. "
However, after Longlou finished speaking, he suddenly noticed a bad look.
After he and the Saintess of Dunhuang looked at each other.
The latter smiled coldly.
"What happened to the little girl?"
Chang Lou hurriedly shrank his neck and hurriedly responded.
"Nothing!"
Seeing the appearance of Chang Lou's counseling and owing, everyone burst into laughter.
The sad atmosphere has also faded a little.
"Actually, we can reserve a time.
Isn’t it nice that we can get together once a year? "
When Lin Mo said such a method, everyone present instantly lit up.
Yes, this method is fine.
Get together every year at that time!
Thinking of this, Chang Lou patted his hands.
"Hahaha, this is good.
We just agreed, every year at the autumn equinox.
We get together in Kyoto. "
Everyone agreed with this proposal.
In this way, the sadness of separation was instantly diluted a lot.
When I first saw the farewell of mortal dust, the young man always had love in his heart! JrNovels.com
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