Ji Ran respectfully pushed open Wuxiang's door.

Then he turned to look at Lin Mo: "Sister Donor, come in."

The lights in the room were not very bright, but a table was arranged beside the bed, and there was a very simple lamp on the table, which was like an orange ball, softly shining on the books spread out on the table.

There are many ancient books on the bookshelf next to it, all of which look very old.

Lin Mo didn't have the energy to look at her, her head was already like a paste.

Wuxiang opened it with a medicine box, "Calculate the temperature."

He handed over a thermometer.

Lin Mo looked at the thermometer in front of her. Master Wuxiang's hands were very white and long. He pinched the thermometer with his fingertips, which made the thermometer look much more expensive.

Lin Mo quickly took it over: "Thank you."

The layout in the room was very hard, and Lin Mo sat on a short stool, silently waiting to measure the temperature.

She closed her eyes and was very tired, but she felt very uncomfortable.

She sat with her hands on her chest and held her knees.

There is some incense in the room, just ordinary agarwood, which smells very good.

A wooden bed, very narrow, leaning against the window on the other side.

The patterned wooden window is supported by a bamboo.

Originally, the weather was very cold, but a small plum blossom came into view outside the window, which was very beautiful.

Lin Mo couldn't help thinking in his heart that this kind of environment is really suitable for self-cultivation.

Lin Mo has a fever of 38 degrees 5.

Ji Ran sighed: "My donor really has a fever and cold. It's too cold here. I didn't get used to it when I first went up the mountain."

"Look, your face is as red as the clouds."

Lin Mo suddenly didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"It's okay." Wuxiang sat on the stool, his whole body was not stained with dust.

He smiled faintly, and the tears mole at the moment looked particularly charming.

No wonder he had to wear a hat when he went out. Lin Mo thought, "Do you have antipyretics?"

Ji Ran smiled: "My uncle's medicine is all Chinese medicine, because uncle's good friend will send a lot of Chinese medicine. That uncle has a very good medical skills."

Wuxiang looked at Ji Ran with a side look: "Be careful of your words."

Jiran pouted and covered his mouth: "Okay."

Wuxiang took some medicine for Lin Mo, "I took it back and went to bed early."

Lin Mo took the medicine and saw a bodhi bracelet on his wrist with sharp eyes. It was very long and circled around his wrist twice, and the others fell under his wide sleeves.

"Thank you, Master."

"I will definitely add some sesame oil to the next day."

After Lin Mo said that, he left with the medicine.

Not long after she walked out, she heard footsteps behind her back. When she turned around, she saw that it was the little monk Jiran who was chasing him.

Looking further away, you can see Master Wuxiang standing under the eaves, with some bamboo swaying under the corridor, like a painting that is not as good as the world's fireworks.

So beautiful.

Lin Mo quickly pursed his lips, secretly annoyed that he was not serious and was thinking randomly.

"Sister donor, uncle said it was dark and the road was slippery, and it was not safe for you to walk alone, so I asked me to take you back." Jiran smiled.

After all, he is a child, and his personality is still lively and active.

Lin Mo did not refuse, after all, it was too late. If he got lost again, he might not have such good luck to meet someone to take care of her.

"Thank you then."

Ji Ran smiled and jumped in front of him.

"Mr. Jiran, do you know the common name of your uncle?" Lin Mo couldn't help asking.

"I don't know." Ji Ran shook his head: "We are too low in our generation and cannot often interact with our uncle. Moreover, this uncle is very deserted. He usually studies, sweeps the floor, and sometimes goes around the mountains and doesn't talk to us much."

Ji Ran explained: "But Uncle Master has many powerful friends and often comes to the mountains to find him."

"That's it." Lin Mo nodded.

"Are you fun in the mountains?"

"It's not fun." Ji Ran blurted out and coughed, "But how can monks just think about playing every day!"

"I need to practice well."

Jiran entered the journey not long after.

He was in poor health and was not in good condition at home and was sent to the temple.

He is clear.

Ji Ran stopped talking and led the way obediently.

At night, the fog on the mountain is very heavy and the sky is dark, so the road is really hard to walk.

After sending Lin Mo to the place, Jiran handed the hot water he received to Lin Mo, "Sister Donor, I'll give you hot water."

Lin Mo took it and thanked him again.

"Uncle Master said, I'll give you this." Jiran took out a very delicate bracelet from his pocket. The bracelet was worn with a red rope, which was very beautiful.

Lin Mo couldn't help but remember that the elder brother also had a string of Buddhist beads on his hand.

However, the elder brother is to cleanse his sins. He believes in Buddhism and is a little pious, but not much.

"This is a Buddhist bead."

Ji Ran nodded: "Yes, our uncle has recently picked up some Bodhi fruits and made bracelets. This is consecrated and can ensure safety." ωωw..net

Lin Mo put it on his hands and pursed his lips and smiled: "You uncle is very good."

"Not right!" Jiran thought for a while: "There are also many donors who want it, but the uncle didn't give it to anyone."

"Hehe, the donor's sister may be destined to be with Buddhism, so he gave it to you."

"Sister goes to bed early, I'll go back first."

Jiran bowed and turned back to the inner courtyard.

As he walked, he couldn't help but think that Uncle Master looked like a god-like brother, and this sister was as beautiful as a god-like woman.

Although she looks sick, she cannot hide her beauty at all.

Jiran thought so and went back to bed happily.

Lin Mo put the Buddhist beads on his hands and returned to the room with hot water.

As soon as I entered, I saw Xue Huanhuan holding her chin and looking at her leisurely.

"Mo Mo, do you know? I thought you got lost in the toilet. I searched for you for several times, but I couldn't find you in the guest room."

"You said, have you gone to see that handsome monk?"

Xue Huanhuan smiled, "Look at you, when you went out in the middle of the night, your face turned white and there was no blood at all."

"Is there a possibility that I'm not cold?" Lin Mo was helpless, "I have a cold."

Xue Huanhuan jumped up and touched Lin Mo's forehead: "Oh, it's really hot, what should I do?"

"It's okay, I... I met a handsome monk, and he gave me antipyretics." Lin Mo had already taken the pills on the way.

Xue Huanhuan's eyes glowed, and her attention was indeed restored to the handsome monk.

"Then your fever comes at a very time!"

Lin Mo: "???" Plastic sisters?

Xue Huanhuan took Lin Mo's hand and touched the Buddhist beads on her wrist, "This one looks souvenirs? I'll buy a bunch tomorrow, hehe."
Chapter completed!