Chapter 213 (1/2)
Xuanzang, a holy monk of a generation, eventually became a floor sweeper of demon mountain.
This is still in the tiger pioneer's son little tiger cub's opening plea, just had the chance to live.
Otherwise, the tiger pioneer would have killed him.
Through Xuan Zang's observation of Xi Ying, he found that the little girl lost her memory.
Perhaps it is in the long years, the long memory of his existence out of the mind, or the little girl deliberately forget who he is.
However, Xuanzang tried to awaken the girl's memory.
One morning, Xuanzang, who was sweeping the floor outside the hall, saw Xi Ying walk out of the hall.
Xi Ying was a human being. She was not used to living in the cave, so she asked the monsters to build a lofty palace for her.
As soon as Xuanzang saw her coming out, he knew the opportunity was coming.
He put the broom aside and deliberately walked to Xi Ying.
The morning light suffused the golden halo to sprinkle on his body, as if to give his whole body plated with a layer of holy and peaceful golden light.
”What do you think of me, your majesty?” Xuanzang asked, looking at Xi Ying.
When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Moreover, Xuanzang is currently the lowest status person in demon mountain, so he can only follow the little demons and monsters to call Xi Ying.
His eyes flashed the picture of the year.
The little girl raised her young face and looked at him with astonishment: ”master, you look really good-looking.”
However, the fact is that Xi Ying glanced at him lazily, and his tone disdained: ”can see.”
Trying to wake up memory, failure.
One night, Xuanzang knocked at the door and asked Xi Ying to come out.
”What's the matter?” Opening the door, Xi Ying's face was full of impatience, ”disturb my dream, if you don't have a good reason, then you don't want this life.”
”Look, your majesty.” Xuanzang pointed to the stars all over the sky, his eyes glittering, ”what do you think of this starry sky?”
His eyes flashed back to the picture of the year.
Lying on the grass, the little girl exclaimed at the night sky: ”I really admire the immortal's uncanny craftsmanship. It's so beautiful.”