Because they want to grab the first incense, Si Qiao and Zhang Mi are very excited, the first incense in the Hengzhou Temple is more famous, Si Qiao wants to accompany Zhang Mi and naturally doesn't mind spending more money to have fun.

The two of them couldn't sleep, so they chatted happily, Zhang Mi usually wears a mask on the TV station, and only speaks three minutes when she meets people, and there is no one in the whole station who she can really chat with.

Perhaps it was Si Qiao's situation today that touched her in a certain way, so the two gradually chatted very openly, and Zhang Mi said: "Si Qiao, what kind of person is Yang Qingyun? Some people said before that he is the son of Tang Jun of the Boya Group, is it true?"

"Huh?" Si Qiaoha laughed and shook his head, "How is it possible? What the hell! He and I are high school classmates, and we both came from Wude's side! I know his parents!"

Zhang Mi frowned and said, "Why can he intervene in Boya's affairs?" Chen Bo seems to be obedient to him?"

"Hey!" Si Qiao sighed and said, "This is really hard to say, if you want to open up and talk about it for a while, you can't finish it! In short, Yang Qingyun is really powerful, let me say this, Sister Mi, aren't you worried about the show now?"

If Qingyun is willing to help you, your business is not a matter at all, he will definitely be able to find a way or a way with you to ensure that you can succeed, I am not exaggerating, what I said is true!"

Zhang Mi smiled and said, "You haven't exaggerated yet? My God, Yang Qingyun can't do it with three heads and six arms? That's it, anyway, I don't think we can sleep today, let's have a good chat tonight, and go back to rest in the car tomorrow!"

As soon as Si Qiao heard Zhang Mi say this, her conversation box gradually opened, in fact, she had been hiding a lot of words in her heart, and she had never found anyone to talk to these words, and today she happened to have a more in-depth chat with Zhang Mi, so she told Zhang Mi everything about the things she had done since she met Yang Qingyun.

Especially when it comes to Yang Qingyun helping her uncle Chen Dongyang and helping Chen Bo, this process is very unbelievable, but it is very exciting, not to mention that Si Qiao is excited and excited, even Zhang Mi feels that the legend is incredible.

"My God, Yang Qingyun is a teenager, how can he understand so much? Hearing you say this, even the existence of a marketing director like Chen Bo is just a primary school student in front of him? To be honest, listening to your story is really more exciting than watching a TV series!" Zhang Mi sighed.

Si Qiao smiled lightly and didn't argue, in fact, she felt legendary when she said these things herself. She still clearly remembers the first time she saw Yang Qingyun, at that time Yang Qingyun was dressed plainly and even a little rustic, and she never showed her dew in the class, but since Si Qiao met Yang Qingyun, Si Qiao now feels extremely dreamy about what happened later.

Anyway, these things happened like that, and Si Qiao also witnessed it, and then it came to this point......

"Okay, I have to try it anyway when you say that, I want to see if Yang Qingyun is really not so amazing. If he's really that good, I'm Zhang Mi also want to taste the taste of the pie that fell from the sky, haha......"

Zhang Mi laughed, and at this time, the alarm clock set by the two of them rang, it was already four o'clock in the morning, and the head incense was ready to go......

......

The temple in Hengzhou is ancient and wooden, and after Gao Xiang burned a total of five halls from the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the Zhike monk has been quietly waiting for Si Qiao and Zhang Mi.

Si Qiao has never burned incense, I don't know what to do, fortunately, Zhang Mi is a frequent visitor here, every time I go to a big hall Zhang Mi lights high incense and inserts the incense burner, the next step will be to enter the main hall to bow down, and then put a little money into the merit box, Si Qiao followed her to learn the way, maybe it was infected by the atmosphere, Si Qiao also gave birth to an inexplicable piety in his heart, and his heart began to become extremely calm.

Zhike monk took the two to a quiet Zen temple, the plaque of the Zen temple is written on the four words: "tea Zen taste", there are two little monks in the boiling tea, the tea fragrance is elegant, refreshing.

There is a big monk sitting in the courtyard, this monk is as fat as Maitreya, not like a great monk, but like a kind old man next door. But he was wearing monk's robes, cloth clothes and linen shoes, and after sitting down, Si Qiao found that this monk still seemed to have a little different temperament.

"The two female donors are early! At this time, the incense is getting stronger, and the flow of people is also increasing, and the best thing in this Zen temple is this scene! Look at the incense in the temple!" The great monk said, he didn't introduce himself, but Si Qiao heard Yang Qingyun say that the Lingwu monk was the great monk yesterday, and this great monk should be this Dharma name.

The little monk gave Si Qiao a cup of tea, she held the tea in her hand, followed the hand of the big monk and looked over, and sure enough, she could condescendingly take in the entire temple.

The temple in Hengzhou is full of incense, and there are many believers on the first and fifteenth days of each month, and sitting here you can see the continuous crowd, densely packed like ants, from the main gate outside to the last pagoda, Si Qiao couldn't believe that he and Zhang Mi also walked along the road just now.

"No wonder this stigma is fragrant for 800 yuan, it turns out that you can enjoy VIP service!" Si Qiao said secretly in his heart.

At this time, Zhang Mi had already chatted with Master Lingwu, and only listened to Zhang Mi say: "Master, my name is Zhang Mi, I am from Star City, to tell me a word from my heart, now I feel very painful every day!

Lingwu shook his head and said: "To this place is to drink tea, and then to watch people and scenery, many people think that they can get enlightenment when they see me, but in fact that is the biggest misunderstanding in itself! Buddhism talks about fate, today we have a fate to taste a cup of tea here, that's all!"

Zhang Mi was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know how to speak for a while, Si Qiao couldn't help but want to say that the two of them had spent a lot of money to grab this pillar incense, and the words of the great monk made people want to be directly scared.

The monk was very smart and seemed to feel the hearts of the two, he suddenly smiled, and said:

"Zhang Shizhu understands in his heart, but he deliberately wants to ask, and if he asks, it will be in vain! If you insist on asking, I will send you four words, 'All living beings are suffering'!"

Zhang Mi frowned and said, "Master, my sister is a college student, but she is very capable, and she ran her own business when she was in college, and her career was quite successful. But she is very emotionally distressed, I wonder if the mage can also send her a few words?"

"Huh?" Si Qiao was embarrassed for a moment, she thought to herself that this burning incense is clearly a routine, this fat monk is a scheming old fritter at first glance, not to mention anything else, but which monk eats green vegetables and tofu to grow so fat?

Si Qiao doesn't want to take out his privacy to ask for advice, what does the monk know? It's just a routine to make money, and the speech is not good, and the money paid today is another willing to fight, one is willing to suffer, it is really embarrassing and uncomfortable.

Si Qiao's mood became more and more restless, and at this time, the big monk suddenly said: "The suffering of this little benefactor is 'not begging', and even more suffering is 'not begging'......"

This fluttering sentence shocked Si Qiao's heart, and she almost spilled a cup of tea in her hand.

You must know that she thought about it alone for a long, long time yesterday, thinking about her own predicament, and begging for nothing. Si Qiao's character has always been strong, but whatever she can't ask for, she will be determined to fight, no matter how difficult that thing is, she will fight bravely, and firmly believe that she will be able to win it one day.

But this is the only thing she can't fight, because it's about morality. To put it in layman's terms, it is true that she likes Yang Qingyun, but she and Ding Zi have a very good relationship, can she rob Ding Zi's boyfriend? This is the source of her pain......

If Yang Qingyun is single, she can work hard, and she can use many ways to fight for her feelings, but ......

Subconsciously, Si Qiao set her eyes on the great monk, the monk was still the same monk, but her attitude had turned a hundred and eighty degrees. She almost held her breath and pricked up her ears, for fear of missing even a single word that the great monk said next.

The great monk drank tea unhurriedly, and after a long while, he said: "If you want to send a few words to the little donor, I will send eight words: 'Go with the flow, follow your heart'......"

Si Qiao was stunned for a moment, and didn't know what these eight words meant......?

What is it to follow your heart? It is to make yourself ......

Si Qiao's lips twitched, and she wanted to ask what this meant, but she didn't speak after all, because Zhang Mi was here, and she was a little embarrassed. In addition, she felt that even if she asked, she probably wouldn't be able to ask anything, and the monk might not be able to explain clearly.

Si Qiao feels that she is also a very open-minded person, but she can't understand this question after being troubled for so long, how many people in this world can answer this kind of question?

The great monk looked at Zhang Mi again and said, "Actually, the problem of the little donor is also the problem of Zhang Shizhu!"

Zhang Mi smiled and said, "Master, what you said is wrong, right? I'm different from Qiaoqiao, Qiaoqiao likes boys and hurts her mind for love." I'm lonely, I don't like anyone, and I don't care about others, so where is it the same as being pretty?"

The great monk laughed and said, "You said that you are alone, isn't that 'not allowed'?

Zhang Mi was stunned for a moment, and the smile instantly froze on his face. A lot of thoughts suddenly flashed in her mind, she was extremely rational and super rational, but sometimes when she watched Japanese dramas and Korean dramas at home alone, she often stayed up all night, why?

She still envies the lives of those heroines, where in this world would there be a woman who does not yearn for her family, who does not yearn for being cherished and love......d? Where can Zhang Mi be exempt from vulgarity?

But...... It doesn't seem to be all, because Zhang Mi is now less than 26 years old, which is the most beautiful age for women, and she has become a middle-level person in Taiwan, and she is also beautiful, and almost every Valentine's Day, she receives a few bouquets of flowers of unknown origin in her office.

If Zhang Mi really pursues his own love and pursues his own full life, can he be alone at this time......?

Si Qiao listened beside her, and she also understood the meaning of the great monk at once. Zhang Mi also can't ask for it! She doesn't trust anyone, anyone is a bad person in her eyes, and in Zhang Mi's eyes, this world is a world full of intrigue and intrigue.

She is in her own world every day, and what she thinks about is how to speculate and climb up, on the one hand, she is trying to make money, grab resources, and then use these things to complete some kind of benefit exchange with others, but she is "young and promising", but she is lonely and miserable in the name of being young and promising.

In an instant, I saw that Si Qiao realized the wisdom of the monk, and I really admired it in my heart.

She thought again that the four words that the great monk sent to Zhang Mi were all sentient beings suffering, and she didn't know what these four words meant? Si Qiao thought about it repeatedly, but she still couldn't comprehend it, and for a while she didn't go to the strange monk Yunshan fog cover, but felt that she had no understanding and couldn't comprehend the true meaning of the four words.

Burned incense, met the monk, drank Zen tea, and when they left the temple, Zhang Mi and Si Qiao were extremely silent, both of them pretended to have their own thoughts, especially Si Qiao, the wild thoughts in her mind were a little stupid.

The driver drove the car to pick them up, and after they got into the car, Si Qiao still couldn't get out of the fantasy, and finally Zhang Mi was determined and matured a lot after all, she patted Si Qiao's shoulder and said:

"Okay, don't think about those useless ones! Today, this stigma incense burned for 800 yuan, and the 800 yuan also bought a sullen one, hum!"

Si Qiao reluctantly came back to her senses and said, "Sister Mi, it's only Yang Qingyun to blame, this guy called yesterday to encourage us to grab some incense, it's really good! ”

Zhang Mi said: "Okay, call Yang Qingyun immediately, ask him to arrange good wine and food to serve in Star City, and we will go to him together to ask for guilt!"

Si Qiao dialed Yang Qingyun, and when he asked where Yang Qingyun was, he learned that he and Ding Zi had gone back to Yongping.

"I don't think I have a holiday, why did I go back? Could it be that I remember the vacation by mistake?"

Yang Qingyun said: "That's right, I took two days off! Ding Zuozuo wants to go home for a walk, I'll accompany her for a walk!

The phone hung up, Zhang Mi also heard it next to her, she snorted softly, and said:

"This Yang Qingyun, I have been settling accounts with him a long time ago, last time he threatened me, now that I think about it, it is really hateful, hum!"

Si Qiao couldn't answer this conversation, so he said, "Do you want me to call Chen Bo and ask him to arrange a meal for us?"

"No need! How busy is Mr. Chen's day? Why bother him for no reason? Besides, you and I, two big people, don't eat and drink spicy food wherever we go, do you want others to arrange for us?

After we returned to Star City, we walked by ourselves, bowl vegetables, pork trotters and stewed soybeans......"