Cannon Fodder Counterattack: BOSS, you follow me

Chapter 207
Lan Ling told the abbot about her experience, and finally, with a pair of red eyes, looked at the real Buddha statue on the table and said devoutly:
"Since the disciple was born, he has never killed a single person. He has always abided by his duty and dared not go beyond the distance. Today, I am bold. Please, abbot, keep the little demon behind!"

The abbot held the rosary, put his hands together and recited Amitabha, and patted Lanling's head lightly, "God has the virtue of good life, I hope the donor will put down his hatred as soon as possible, Amitabha..."

With a "bang", Lan Ling kowtowed heavily on the ground, "I can't repay you for saving my life. The little demon will do his best to protect the temple in his lifetime!"

The abbot shook his head with a smile, took off a rosary string from his wrist and put it in her hand, then took out the wooden fish and began to recite scriptures.

The little monk who had gone out came in and made a gesture of "please" to Lan Ling, "donor, please come back".

Qingyuan followed behind the little novice, and when he saw Lan Ling coming out, his eyes lit up for a moment: "Did the abbot agree?"

Lan Ling smiled and nodded.Qingyuan looked at her in surprise, and couldn't believe it.

Before they could celebrate, the abbot's old voice came again: "Qingyuan, come here."

Lan Ling turned around and looked into the room suspiciously, Qing Yuan also froze in place.It was the little novice who pushed him lightly: "Let's go, the abbot is calling."

"Oh", he responded, and turned to Lan Ling and said, "You are waiting for me at the door, it's my turn to collect firewood today, let's go together."

"Well, good." Lan Ling's eyes were bent into an arched bridge, and she walked out of the room frowning until Qing Yuan's body entered the inner room.

She reached out and touched the rosary hanging around her neck, and she really couldn't feel the oppression of the Buddha's light on her.It's just... She looked at the abbot's room again, and asked to go to Qingyuan for what?
Qingyuan sat there respectfully, his face was full of respect and piety.

The abbot stroked his white eyebrows, and said solemnly: "Qingyuan, this little demon is too hostile, and the people around her will be severely injured one day because of her. Why did you ask me to take her in?" ?”

"Master, God has the virtue of loving life. Since I saved her that day, it means that there is a destiny between us. Didn't you always say that all destiny is predestined?"

The abbot slowly closed his eyes, and said helplessly: "Forget it, just don't forget that you are a Buddhist disciple."

"Yes." Qingyuan clasped his hands together, "That disciple withdrew."

As soon as he went out, Lan Ling hurried forward, quite anxious: "What's wrong? Did the abbot teach you a lesson?"

In her haste, her steps took a little longer in an instant, and the distance between the two of them suddenly decreased, and her breath could spray on his chin.

Qingyuan took a small step back subconsciously, the roots of his ears were red again, and he stammered, "No, nothing, the abbot just let me concentrate on practicing Buddhism."

Lan Ling frowned, feeling that it would not be that simple, and wanted to go up and ask again.

Qingyuan hurriedly avoided, walked quickly and said: "Hurry up, we have to go up the mountain to cut firewood."

Lan Ling just followed closely...

"Is the abbot really not embarrassing you?" Lan Ling followed behind, still determined to ask.

"No, no," Qingyuan dodged her gaze, and tidied up the tools for chopping firewood. "The abbot really just cares about me."

"Really?" Lan Ling still had doubts.

"Really." This time, Qingyuan met her eyes and said solemnly: "Monks don't tell lies."

Lan Ling: "Okay..."

(End of this chapter)