When Gu Nuoer went, Kongjue was lying on the roof, carefully repairing the tile roof.

"Brother monk~" A soft and glutinous voice came from behind.

Kongjue didn't look back, he thought he had hallucinations.

After all, the broken temple he was in was located deep in the mountains, so no one knew where it was.

What's more, how could Gu Nuo'er, such a delicate little princess, trek to find him?

However, his two apprentices counted one and two, leaning on the ladder and exclaiming, "Master, there are two beautiful people at the door!"

Kongjue looked back, and sure enough, Ye Siming was holding Gu Nuoer with a bag in his hand, and the two were standing at the door.

The little guy waved his white and tender hands, his watery eyes curved into crescent moons, and he smiled very happily.

On the contrary, Ye Siming next to him looked lazy and somewhat casual.

Kongjue was stunned: "Why is the donor here?"

He went down the ladder, and Gu Nuo'er also jumped from Ye Siming's arms to the ground.

Holding two packs of cakes, she ran over with all her might, and lifted them up to give them a sense of emptiness.

"Brother monk, you won't be here for a few days. I'm afraid you will starve to death. This is for you!"

Kongjue was stunned for a moment, and shook his head with his hands clasped together: "Thank you for the kindness of the little benefactor, the poor monk is not hungry, please take it back."

"How can I do it? I'm here. Besides, the two little bald-headed brothers behind you look very hungry!"

Kongjue turned his head to look behind him, and the eyes of Shu Yi and Shu Er were so wide that they couldn't help swallowing.

Usually the food in the broken temple is simple. The two children eat clear soup with little water. When they see the two big bags, they can't help but want to eat it.

Kongjue knew that he usually treated two children badly, but that was the case with penance.

He sighed and took it, "Thank you, little benefactor."

Gu Nuo'er smiled and dangled her little feet behind her little hands: "No thanks, no thanks~"

Kongjue handed the package to the top, and the two little monks did not forget to put their hands together towards Gu Nuoer, bowing and nodding: "Thank you, benefactor!"

Gu Nuo'er smiled sweetly.

Count one's face immediately turned red.

Ye Siming sneered coldly, "Little brat."

His grinning appearance made Shuyi feel that this big brother is really difficult to get along with!

Shu Yi quickly lowered his head, turned around and ran, and went to enjoy the cake with Shu Er.

Kongjue took Gu Nuoer and Ye Siming into the hall: "The poor monk invites the two of you to have a cup of tea, but the temple is simple, there is only bitter tea, I don't know if you are used to drinking it."

Gu Nuo'er led Ye Siming forward: "You'll know if you taste it!"

Kongjue glanced sideways and glanced at the cold and rebellious young man.

Entering the main hall, you will see the statue of the true Buddha.

At that time, will this powerful monster show its original shape?

If so, how can he protect Gu Nuo'er from being frightened.

Kongjue hesitated for a while, still wondering whether to let them follow into the hall.

Who knows, Gu Nuoer has already pulled Ye Siming and stepped in.

Kongjue: "Hey..."

It was too late to say the words to stop it, it seemed that it was God's will.

As long as you see the spirits of the true Buddha statues, none of them are not revealed, and those who have low-level cultivation methods are likely to be wiped out.

Kongjue followed behind them, cautiously watching Ye Siming's back.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Gu Nuoer came in, he let go of Ye Siming's hand and ran around, curious wherever he looked.

"Wow, brother monk, this altar is so old!"

Ye Siming raised his head, narrowed his narrow eyes, staring at the tall statue.

He sneered: "Smelly old man, has been confessed?"