I'm all lucky because I'm too afraid of bad luck

The teenager is sitting under the cherry tree, and there is only a wooden fish in the courtyard.

The Wanjie Sakura, the Ming Temple, is a grateful view of the animal husbandry. It has been opened all the year round. There is a rumor that the cherry tree is buried under the Ming Mountain of the Ming Temple.

As for the ancestors, I have already become a Buddha, and the sakura is buried.

Regarding this rumor, the Ming Temple never opened a clarification, and this kind of Sakura is more and more time, and even some people say that they can become Buddhas under the tree.

Xuan Sheng is of course known, this is fake.

Because he saw it under the beginning of the root of the tree when he was a child, there was no, this is a normal cherry tree, but it is only a surprising longevity, perhaps a variety issue.

Of course, he did not have a price in this kind of thing, and the teacher is closed for three days, and there is a pen.

At that time, he was penalized him a hundred sticks, just not hurt at all.

The brothers did not help but not say, his Buddha's body skills were well practiced, even if he didn't intend to drive, it is hard to hurt him.

"Hey, the little monk, how can you stay in a daze, see you, no chanting, is it missing me?"

A silver bell-like female voice rang, with a few points of playful.

Xuan Sheng open eyes, oh, it is the female donor.

Everyone is now thirteen or four years old. It is no longer the child, and what is so naive, and her family did not teach her men and women to have a long-term, actually blind her eyes.

Do I also use it? In addition to your annoying, who will be so bold into this courtyard, let alone my gods have been opened, you just enter the Temple, I will know.

"What tricks have been thought about it, is it ready to come to Xiaoshu?"

Xuan Sheng faintly opened, while gently pulling the girl's hand and a bit cold.

But behind today, it is not the noisy toe, nor is it confident that the dead duck is hard, just silent.

"Today is not coming to you, you don't know where you are so stupid, and you are really gas than you."

Xue Mo pity sounded, but the content of the words made Xuan Shengzheng have some accidents, can't help but look back.

Sakura snow fell into the top of the girl, and made a sweet color for the waterfall. One of the people will sigh the unfairness of the gods, and a little joyful, just that glazed The clear scorpion penetrates a little longer.

The girl wearing a blue pleated dress today, perhaps the season of the season, and the girl's calf stopped under the sun, and the skin of the warm, the skin is blown, and anyone will feel her. It is natural beauty to be placed, and it is beautiful.

However, Xuan Sheng is obviously no longer column, he is a monk, and it is very familiar with this guy with this guy. It is very understandable to the girl like a small magic woman. Such a comparison, good skin sac seems to calm him.

Moreover, Xuan Sheng feels very good, not in love, the brothers praise him.

Only when the girl said he is a ugly monk, he returns to the other party is a ugly girl.

"Xiaobang is a wisdom performance, how can I say that it is a devil?"

Xuan Sheng's defense, obviously does not agree with the statement of the girl.

However, nothing else, he is very admired with the perseverance of the girl, and it has never won yourself, but it is reluctant, it seems that you will have to win it once.

"You still say ... you, you, when you are doing, what is the test?"

I didn't seem to have thought of it, Xiafei cheeks, pointed to the opponent's face shame.

Said that the girl said, Xuan Sheng's firm Buddha's heart was a little shaken for a while. He remembered something when he was a child.

At that time, I was less ignorant, and some of the proposed programs were really unfair, hey ... not a civilized.

"But you have made the test, but I have never won."

Xuan Sheng said with a girl's mouth, so that the opponent's dumb is not saying, and the gas is shaking.

For a long time, the girl calmed down again: "Today I am coming farewell, there will be no one will bother you, you are happy."

Xuan Sheng, he didn't expect the girl's goal to come today, he didn't know how to answer for a time.

"... isn't there again in the future?"

After silence, I asked in Xuan Sheng.

Xue Mozhen received a little angry, "Yes, I will never come to the Mushu, you just read your Buddha!"

She didn't think that the little monk did not retain her or asked if she didn't ask her, and she didn't want to go up. I didn't want to see myself again.

Xue Sheng quietly looked at Xue Mo pitiful waiting for a few seconds. He thought that the other party threw this kind of words, and the next second should be turned away. As a result, the girl's head does not look at himself, just a snort.

Xue Mo pithed for a long time, and didn't see the little monk, and I felt still directly.

"The female donor, but the family has been changed?"

Xuan Sheng hesitated, or asked.

"Do you want to know?"

Xue Mo pitifully, and cloudy.

Xuan Sheng thinks below: "... I want to know."

Xue Mo pitifully a victory, said: "In fact, there is nothing, it is not a change, but it is a good thing, the father will take me back to the capital, but I don't know that the capital is not fun."

"Beijing ..."

Xuan Sheng is a little, the capital is far from the Ming Temple, far from the ordinary people, it can't go to the forever.

That maybe when the girl leaves, I really will not come here to bother myself.

For a time, he doesn't know how to be happy, or there should be some emotions.

"Okay, I have said to you, then the girl will go."

Xue Mo pity, jumping into the wall, in a place of a female flying thief, and since she is mostly, she will never take the main entrance, let Xuan Sheng are very speechless.

He said that the female is always a lot of words, thinking that this is very chic, but I don't know what I have seen below.

Amitabha……

"The Women's Presley, etc."

Xuan Sheng exit called Xue Mo Pity.

"How, I will not be me?"

Xue Mo pitifully laughed.

"It's better to be more than the last game today. If you lose it, you will send you a piece of things as a spectacy?"

Xuanzheng's words evoke Xue Mo pity, but also fall, the skirt puts the lotus lotus.

"Then you said, what?"

Xue Mozhen looked at each other, and the heart said that this little monk has any bad ideas.

"Simple, we are still more than guess, rules and first time."

Xuan Sheng stands up and looks at each other.

"Okay, start directly."

Xue Mo pites my mind, deciding this time I don't want to be so much.

"rock-paper-scissors!"

Xue Mozhen looked at his own scissors and small monk, she actually won, and the little monk did not play.