Chapter 210 Song Ci: The monk scared me to fall asleep

On the lecture stage, a monk wearing a cassock, with shallow eyebrows and handsome eyes, slowly sat down.

When Song Ci saw Jinghui for the first time, she thought that how many girls would cry blind after she became a monk when she looked like this?

This is too handsome, well, Sanzang should not be as good as him.

No wonder these people are crazy. Not to mention the number one holy monk, he can even make a meal just for this face.

Perhaps because Song Ci's gaze was too hot, Jing Hui turned her head slightly, her eyes penetrated through the crowd, and her eyes fell on Song Ci.

Song Ci suddenly met his eyes, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart was pounding.

Those eyes were deep and dark, like a deep pool, bottomless, as if they had insight into everything.

Song Ci swallowed, feeling the hair on her back stood up, and her arms were filled with goose bumps.

She felt that she was seen through by this handsome monk.

Song Ci was so guilty that she had the idea of ​​escaping.

But she found that her legs could not move.

Fortunately, Jinghui just curled her lips slightly and looked away.

Song Ci breathed a sigh of relief, pinched the veil and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

What a guy, my dignified Song Ci was frightened by a monk!

Jinghui no longer looked at her, but Song Ci didn't dare to complain to herself anymore, because she was defeated in the first round of confrontation.

Monk Jun still has some skills.

Song Ci picked up the tea cow and drank it.

Fortunately, the ladies around me were attracted by Jinghui. Otherwise, when I saw her rude tea-filling, I would have been afraid that she would be said to be vulgar and ill-faced. "The Buddha said..."

As soon as Jinghui opened her mouth, the whole audience was silent. His voice was like a trickle of water pouring into everyone's ears, which was very pleasant, and more like a cold spring, washing away the heat brought by the scorching heat.

Everyone was trapped in the classic scriptures that led to blame.

Song Ci was a little sleepy.

Her location is under the tree and near the mountain pass. The mountain breeze blows, making people drowsy.

Song Ci quietly looked around. Many elderly ladies were tugging with Buddhist beads and listening to the scriptures half-closed, while the rest were also meditating on their own.

Good opportunity.

Song Ci sat, calmed her heart, closed her eyes, and went to bed.

In modern times, because she is an actor, she often has to finish the filming, and filming is always on the verge of filming, and it is common for her to film all night, so she has long developed the ability to make up for her sleep anytime and anywhere.

At the moment, she didn't really want to sleep, but Ke Jinghui's voice was really nice, and the scriptures she spoke were more like lullaby.

When will you stay out of sleep?

Song Ci fell asleep.

The first person to find out that she was strange was Madam Gong. Seeing that her master was not moving at all, she subconsciously lowered her head, and she suddenly felt a little amused and crying when she saw it.

Madam Gong didn't call her, but just moved quietly to block other people's gazes so that anyone could not notice Song Ci's strangeness.

Fortunately, everyone was listening to the scriptures, or they were meditating, and they didn't notice that Song Ci was asleep.

When Jinghui's lecture was almost over, Madam Gong gently plucked Song Ci's ear and pulled her collar.

It's almost over, it's time to get started.

Just then, a wooden fish sounded, signaling the end of the lecture, and the audience applauded.

Deafening.

Song Ci opened her eyes with a trembling heart and almost pissed. It was a bolt from the blue.

She subconsciously sat upright and glanced at her and it turned out that it was over.

Song Ci touched the corner of her mouth, and noticed a scrutiny look at her, and couldn't help but look over.

Is it him or him?

The monk is going to scare me again.

What do you think of me?
Chapter completed!