Monk Buli sighed and said, "This is the first time I have seen a monk starving himself."

Cuihua prepared a large pot of mutton and moved it in front of the two of them. She took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on her forehead.

He said: "The last two big pots left, one for you two and one for the little girl." Then he said to Murong Zhilan: "I only have so much."

Murong Zhilan nodded with a smile and said: "Second Senior Sister, give me the money quickly!"

Baili Yunyan was slightly startled, and then replied: "Don't worry, there is no reason to not pay for food."

"Monk, give me money." Smelling the strong aroma, Li Xiuyuan said with a smile: "I don't know if I can encounter such delicious mutton on the road. Monk, what will you do if you are hungry?"

Unexpectedly, Monk Buli could detect a hint of sour smell from Li Xiuyuan, and smiled without caring: "How can a monk be so weak? He goes hunting in the wild when he has nothing to eat."

Having said that, he still took ten spirit stones and handed them to Cuihua, saying: "Hurry home and see the elderly and children soon. It's not an option to stay here to blow the wind every day."

Cuihua smiled slightly and said: "If we all think this way, what will you guests eat while you are crossing the river and waiting for the boat? I'm afraid there won't even be a place to drink hot water."

The monk was silent after hearing this, and after a while he said softly: "I don't know what year I will come back after I leave, but this little brother will come back soon."
Chapter completed!