There was no movement.

Chen Mo looked sideways and saw that Yan Yu, who was leaning on his shoulder, had fallen asleep. His mouth was slightly open, and the saliva inside was swirling, ready to "pour" out from the corner of his mouth.

"They're all asleep."

Chen Mo shook his head helplessly and carried her lightly on his back.

"Donor, are you going down the mountain?" Monk Shuku came over and had never bothered them before.

"Yes." Chen Mo turned around and looked.

"There is nothing to eat on the mountain. Please forgive me for the poor hospitality." Monk Shuku said apologetically. Not only did this temple have no place to stay, but there was also very little food.

When Chen Mo and others came up today, the two monks who carried the bamboo tower down the mountain were just getting food, and no one came back at this time.

There are not many monks on the mountain, and these people are all ascetics and have very low food requirements.

"It doesn't matter, a bowl of water is enough as a treat." Chen Mo said nonchalantly.

After saying goodbye to the old monk, Chen Mo carried Yan Yu and walked down the mountain.

"Amitabha, this son is very destined to my Buddhist sect. Junior brother, you are right."

...

It was easy to go up the mountain but difficult to go down, but it was no big deal for Chen Mo. After descending the steepest section, Chen Mo transformed into an agile monkey and jumped into the dense forest.

Chen Mo didn't plan to go back to Guanghua Temple. He simply found a place in the mountains and forests to live in a hermitage and be a hermit for a while.

"Bastard Chen Mo, when I travel from now on, I will definitely take the waterway. I will take a boat, a slow and rocking boat. I will repay today's revenge in every possible way."

In her sleep, Yan Yu murmured, with gritted teeth in her tone. It seemed that being forced to go up the mountain today was something she would bear in mind.
Chapter completed!