The fragrant milk tea is held in the warm hot porcelain bowl in the hand, and the gurgling milk liquid constantly boiling in the stove tiles, forming a warm picture.

The temperature difference between day and night in the desert is very large. During the day, people will be roasted into dry people, and at night, they will be frozen to death. At this time, it is approaching dusk, the sun sets westward, and the cold air gradually approaches with the darkness.

This pot of milk tea from the felt tent looks more and more warm and gratifying

The little Taoist nun Yueying smiled and held the milk tea, sipping the heat while drinking sips.

Fa Mieze smiled and politely declined the milk tea sent by the old lady.

Famio only eats what he cooks, so it doesn’t matter if he drinks water, but this is milk and a valuable thing that the little camels rely on for survival, so the situation is different.

The old lady was very upset about Fami's polite refusal, so she left him aside and greeted Yueying kindly, "Girl, if you like to drink, I'll serve you some."

Yueying immediately drank all the bowl of milk tea in one breath, held the empty bowl in both hands and handed it to the old lady.

The old lady laughed and filled the moon shadow, while the old man beside her asked, "Girls, are you immortals, aren't you?"

The old lady smiled and said, "This girl is dressed so thinly in this desert. She is not afraid of sunshine or cold, and her skin is so white. She is definitely not an ordinary person."

Yueying smiled and nodded and said, "Yes, I am a Taoist nun and he is a monk, but you don't seem to be afraid of us?"

There is a huge gap between immortals and mortals in the world of immortal cultivation, and the difference in identity and status is very huge, just like the hierarchical relationship between slaves and masters, or even the relationship between feeding masters and livestock.

Most ordinary mortals will kneel down when they encounter immortal cultivators, but the two old men in front of them do not show such respect at all.

The old man grabbed a handful of fried rice and put it into Yueying's bowl, smiled and said, "I am now over the age of fearing this and that. Maybe I can't wake up again after sleeping tonight. I, now I'm not afraid of anyone."

The old lady beside her complained: "I'm talking nonsense every day. If you are not afraid, I'm still afraid! Eat more camel oil to seal your mouth!"

The old man laughed, with a few missing front teeth, and his face looked like a chrysanthemum in full bloom.

The two old men originally had two sons, but they were both recruited into Shashan Gate to work as coolies. They had been away for more than ten years, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead. So they were lonely for a long time, especially the old lady, who was nagging, and seemed to have endless things to say in her belly.

The little monk Fami looked at them, and a sigh flashed through his eyes.

In the Dharma Eye, the lifespan of this pair of old men is about to end. Perhaps they have reached a certain age and will know their destiny. As the old man said, he will go to bed tonight and will not get up tomorrow morning. The old man will live longer, but it will only last three more hours!

Perhaps both of them knew that their life span was about to end, so they were so hospitable. They were willing to say a few more words to the young people, and they were even reluctant to leave them. After all, most people were not willing to face death alone.

It may be a good thing to die gradually in such a conversation.

As time passed by bit by bit, the sky outside gradually became dark and the stars were shining brightly, as if you could reach out to reach. The weather outside the tent also became colder, and scattered snowflakes fell from the sky.

The darker the sky, the more talkative the old lady became. She could always find topics from the past years. But the old man was a little tired. Finally, he glanced at the old lady, reached out and shook the old lady's hand and said, "I'll take a look!"

The old lady's muscles became obviously tighter, and then she grabbed the old man's hand and was reluctant to let go for a long time.

The old man's eyes had begun to have a dizzy meaning, and his fatigue surged and his eyelids were pulled down.

"I can't bear to sleep? Then I'll stay with you for a while..."

The old man didn't move, so he lay down on the old lady's thigh and said tiredly: "I've lived a good life..."

The old lady reached out and gently stroked the old man's sparse and scorched hair, looked at the old man's face carefully under the yellow light, then reached out and grabbed a grass stick, gently lifting the old man's ears.

At this time, the old lady had no more than what she had said before and became quiet.

Fa Mi and Yue Ying walked out of the tent with tact. The weather outside the tent was cold and the earth was frozen, and the strong air came out with a mouth that opened its mouth.

But for the two, the cold had no effect.

Yueying looked up at the stars in the sky and said, "I never regret the passing of life."

The young monk Fa Mieze said, "Actually, if I want them to leave better, I should have eaten them."

Yueying burst out laughing and said, "It's really painful to practice meditation!"

The Dharma destroys one's words: "Then the killing Zen that is also destroyed is easier to practice."

Yueying turned her head and looked at Fami. The bald head of Fami was particularly shiny under the moonlight. Yueying resisted the urge to touch her and smiled and said, "Don't kill first and then eat? Speaking of which, I think your practice of killing Zen is more cruel?"

Fami was surprised, "How is it possible? What I eat is what they begged me to eat. I am doing good deeds!"

As he spoke, Famie looked at the lake in front of him and asked, "Who wants me to eat?"

The dark lake water rippled silently, but then the lake water boiled, and countless fish and turtles jumped from the water, jumped onto the shore, and rushed towards the little monk.

The little monk quickly waved his sleeves and sent them back to the water.

"I saw it, many of them want to eat them, because they hope I can save them."

Yueying snorted coldly and said, "Who knows if you have used some spiritual method to deceive these poor, unwise little fish and shrimp?"

Fami turned his head and looked at the tent behind him. A soul rose from the tent, coiled around for a long time, reluctant to leave.

Fa Mie stretched out his hand and put the soul in his palm. Then Fa Mie gently recited the scriptures and mantras to the soul.

When the morning sun shines, a soul rises from the tent, and this soul wanders around as if looking for something.

The little monk waved his hand and put his soul into his palm. Then, the little monk pinched the two souls together, walked to the lake, dug a pit, and planted the two souls.

A little bit of Buddhism nourishes, and immediately two tender buds break out of the ground, snuggle up with each other, and grow vigorously.

"I promise you a scripture, you should carefully study it. If you have the chance, you two can cultivate your body and then continue your previous relationship!" Fa Mie whispered and said to the two seedlings.

The two seedlings seemed to be able to understand the words of Famo and nodded together.
Chapter completed!