A Dream of Transmigration - Chapter 46
"Pervert... He stupidly exchanged so much silver for a single coin, what does that mean..." My heart started racing for no reason.
She raised her head dejectedly.
Suddenly, a familiar figure came into view outside a shop not far ahead.
—Great, they've delivered themselves right to my doorstep!
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Lin Feifei gritted her teeth and chuckled coldly twice. She slowly walked behind the man and grabbed him by the back of his collar.
"A mad monk!"
The mad monk turned his head, and upon seeing her, immediately turned and ran.
"Trying to run away?" She reacted quickly, grabbing his ear instead. "You crazy monk, how dare you betray me?"
"Little Taoist priest, be gentle, be gentle..." the mad monk cried out, covering his ears. "This humble monk didn't mean to run away, this humble monk just wanted to pick up the shoes."
"shoe?"
Lin Feifei looked down and saw that he was only wearing one shoe. Ten meters away, a group of children were kicking his worn-out shoe and laughing.
"Hmph!" She let go of him. "Go pick it up quickly, and come back when you're done. I have something to ask you!"
She had been angry with Lingyi, and the mad monk just happened to be her scapegoat. But now, after thinking about it, her anger suddenly vanished, and a sly smile appeared on her face.
I've got an idea!
Sure enough, the mad monk ran over and chased away the children with a grin, picked up his shoes, put them on, and obediently walked back. He put his palms together in a respectful greeting to Lin Feifei: "What business does the young Taoist priest have with this humble monk?"
"What is it?" Lin Feifei sneered. "What do you think?"
“That’s right,” the mad monk nodded honestly, “I saw that those people were anxious and worried that they might delay the young Taoist’s urgent business, so I told them which inn you were staying at.”
"Worried? You stinky monk, not only do you not abstain from alcohol and meat, but you also lie!" Lin Feifei snorted twice, then imitated Chu Ying by crossing her arms. "Let me tell you, you saw them chasing me and thought I did something wrong, so you tried to get back at me like Ji Gong, what a load of nonsense! You stinky monk, we were just playing PUBG together, and then you betrayed me!"
The mad monk hung his head, his handsome face contorted in misery.
Lin Feifei was secretly overjoyed, but she deliberately kept a straight face and remained silent for a long time.
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"Ahem, do you feel ashamed? Do you want to make amends?"
Upon hearing this, the mad monk was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly: "Young Taoist priest, tell me how to make amends, and I will do as you say."
"Actually, I, Lin Feifei, have always been compassionate and magnanimous," Lin Feifei pretended to think for a moment, "How about this, I'll give you a chance to do something with me. If you succeed, I won't blame you."
The mad monk, alert, asked, "What is it?"
“It’s not a big deal,” she recounted Zhan Qiuyu’s situation. “Simple, right? You just come with me and we’ll take care of it.”
The mad monk hurriedly shook his head.
“My precious treasure was destroyed by that Moon-Worshipping Orchid Spirit last time,” the corners of his upturned mouth fell, revealing a look of heartache. “This matter sounds complicated. Young Taoist priest, please spare this poor monk.”
"Didn't you want to be like Ji Gong? Why are you afraid of dying when you're doing a good deed!" She glared at him, then smiled broadly and tempted him, "If you go, I'll have them treat you to delicious food every day, how about that?"
The mad monk's eyes lit up, then dimmed again. He shook his head and said, "This humble monk has already lost a Buddhist treasure, so I won't go."
“Those treasures are external things, they’re like that… emptiness, form and appearance, do you understand? Didn’t you already have a complete awakening?” Lin Feifei grabbed his ear again, using force, “Are you going or not?”
"This humble monk cannot go."
"kindness?"
"Ouch, ouch, go away, go away..."
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"When shall we depart?" A cold, ethereal voice asked.
Lin Feifei found help and returned to the inn in high spirits, only to hear this sentence as soon as she went upstairs.
She was stunned.
Lingyi remained standing there, his plain clothes neatly arranged, like a painting, his icy eyes half-closed as he looked at her.
"When should we set off?"
"Tomorrow," Lin Feifei stammered, realizing what was happening, "you...you're going?"
"If you go, I will go."
After saying this coldly, he turned and went into his room.
Lin Feifei was stunned for a long time.
What does this mean? He'll go if I go? She suddenly blushed, quickly composed herself, and secretly scolded herself—you're really fantasizing like a lovesick fool, your thoughts are impure! He just couldn't bear to see you, junior sister, go to your death, besides, there's the beautiful Miao Qing there, do you think you're some stunning beauty!
But in that instant, she suddenly remembered the fan that Chu Ying had taken...
Lin Feifei felt ashamed that he hadn't been angry at her words and had even agreed to help. Should she apologize to him?
After thinking for a moment, she pushed open the door and went inside.
This is something she figured out. He doesn't like to talk, so you can just push the door open to enter his room. Moreover, Lin Feifei discovered that no matter when she pushed the door open, there would never be an awkward situation. He always seemed to be neat and tidy, with his clothes as clean and spotless as new. Sometimes, Lin Feifei almost suspected that he had never taken off his clothes to sleep.