the future. Hopefully, both places can become granaries for your Northern Xinjiang army."Mo Yun's deep eyes stared at her. After a moment, he pulled her up and held her tightly in his arms, as if wan...Upon hearing what Shi Yi said, Mo Yunjing and An Xue Tang subconsciously looked at each other.

At this moment, An Xue Tang slightly narrowed her eyes and looked at Shi Yi, with a hint of doubt in her voice, "Didn't you just give him a portrait"

"Well, but... Abbot Huaiyuan has already left through the back door with the portrait..."

An Xuetang was taken aback. What was going on with this old monk, Master Huayuan

No, this Abbot was still a little strange. An Xuetang didn't know what she was thinking; she suddenly kicked her leg into the meditation hall.

Her sudden move startled both Mo Yunjing and Eleven, causing them to follow her inside.

The figure of the Abbot Huayuan was no longer to be seen in the zendo. The more mysterious this old man became, the more curious An Xuetang felt, and she longed even more to see that portrait again.

Thinking this, An Xue Tang raised her foot and jumped out the window. There was a path outside the window, and she quickly chased after it.

But before she could take a few steps, suddenly several monks rushed out from the front. They had serious expressions and were carrying sticks in their hands.

Five monks directly blocked An Xuetang's path. An Xuetang frowned and stared at them, "Five masters, what do you want by stopping me here"

As soon as An Xuetang finished speaking, one of the five people, a monk, bowed to An Xuetang. His attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, and at this moment, his expression was somewhat cold. He slowly opened his mouth to An Xuetang:

"Please, kind sir, return. This back mountain is a forbidden area for the Buddha's disciples. You should not enter."

Can't enters, rice planthoppers and aphids.With these things, An Xuetang believes that under the efforts of Ding Hua and others, the grain yield will surely increase significantly.Just as he finished writing the...