The manual of saving male god of fast crossing system

Chapter 551 The Three Worlds of Buddha: Red Lotus Tribulation ([-])

"Little...Little Honglian...are you talking?!" The little monk widened his eyes in surprise, staring at Honglian in disbelief.

Wanwan didn't speak for a while, she was a little annoyed that the little monk saw a ghost.

I'm so angry!
The ordinary lotus in the pond has withered and withered long ago, but the red lotus Wanwan is still in good condition. She is not an ordinary lotus, and of course she can speak after she cultivates.

Seeing that she was silent, the little monk hesitantly stretched out his hand and touched the petals of the red lotus.

"Haha... don't... it's so itchy..." Wanwan couldn't help laughing again, the little girl's voice was a bit coquettish.

The little monk blushed, and quickly withdrew his hand, "Sorry, little Honglian... I always thought you..."

He can't tell what it is, do plants have gender?The little monk didn't know.

Wanwan was able to communicate with him, first she shouted: "Don't touch me!"

She was itchy when he touched the petals, and she couldn't help laughing, she couldn't stand it, the point was, the little monk touched her petals directly, which was equivalent to touching her naked skin.

The little monk's face was flushed, and he was extremely embarrassed. With his eyes lowered, he put his hands together and said, "Sorry, I won't touch you again..."

He didn't expect Xiao Honglian to be a girl.

Then Wanwan asked with a smile: "Little monk, how old are you?"

The little monk sat down cross-legged and replied, "I am 11 years old."

"Are you 11 years old?" His thin body doesn't look like 11 years old, at most seven or eight years old.

The little monk nodded slightly and asked her, "Xiao Honglian, do you have a name?"

"Wanwan."

"How old are you?"

"I think... it seems... more than 300 years old."

Little monk: "..."

Wanwan herself was a little embarrassed, feeling that she was much older than the little monk, not only was she a cross-species relationship, but she was in love boasting her age.

"I am so much older than you, you will call me grandma in the future." She decided to tease the little monk, "Call me grandma now to listen."

She said it in a little girl's voice, which sounded a little funny.

The little monk frowned, it was hard to say, Xiao Honglian was right, she was older than him, but if he was asked to call her Grandma Xiao Honglian, he couldn't say it.

"Why didn't you shout? Do you hate me?" Wanwan sounded a little angry.

The little monk shook his head and said, "Little Honglian, I like you very much."

"Then why don't you call me grandma?" Wanwan asked viciously, "Do you think I'm a monster?"

The little monk faltered, lowered his long black eyelashes like butterfly wings, and said in a low voice with a red face: "Grandma..."

He couldn't yell out—

"Liao Chen, what are you doing?" A young monk walked towards him.

The little monk stood up quickly, his expression a little flustered, he suddenly didn't want others to know that Xiao Honglian could speak.

"Brother."

The young monk glanced at the red lotus blooming more and more beautiful in the pond, and said, "Master wants you to go there."

"Yes, senior brother." The young monk replied, followed the young monk and left, giving Wanwan a reluctant look before leaving.

After Liaochen left, she didn't show up for several days. Wanwan devoted herself to cultivation. Following this trend of cultivation, she would soon be able to cultivate the fire of karma.

Half a month later, the little monk finally appeared by the pond.

"Xiao Honglian..." he called softly.

Wanwan asked, "What's wrong?"

(End of this chapter)