Chapter 644: Hard Won

As long as it's not painting, writing, for Chu Qiankun, that's the field he's good at.

The monk even asked him to write his name twice, and asked him not to pause in between.

Chu Qiankun was originally a person who did not play cards according to common sense, so he groaned a little, and the pen continued, and the two names were completed in one go.

However, when he wrote his first name, he wrote it in a proper manner, and his pen was not revealed.

When the second name was written, it was elegant and strong, and the strength penetrated the back of the paper.

It's just that you can't pause in the middle, but you don't say that you can't write two styles.

"Good words, good words. The monk took the rice paper and savored it.

"Now you can help me out. ”

Chu Qiankun put down the brush in his hand, and he found a very interesting thing, the things that the monk took out were all good things.

This pen is not simple, and the inkstone on that side is not an ordinary color.

None of them are modern things, and they will not be available for a short time, and he now doubts whether those unsigned are also cultural relics.

This seemingly ordinary monk is probably also worth a lot of money!

"The donor is really not an ordinary person, I'm afraid I often see another you in the mirror, it's hard to distinguish between fiction and reality. ”

The monk's expression was rare serious.

Chu Qiankun's hand, hidden under the table, trembled slightly.

Listening to the words of this old monk, I seem to know something, isn't it so amazing?

Just by taking a few clicks just now, you can calculate that he is born again?

By the way, the smoke is deep and the mirror is half floating, what he said just now should just be an interpretation of the bamboo stick text, just a coincidence.

"The master's words make people seem to understand but not understand. Chu Qiankun calmed down: "However, please continue!"

The monk smiled and nodded: "It seems to understand whether you understand or not, but you really understand." Just like the word donor, it is obviously one person's name, but it is like two names. ”

"Faintly connected, but end-to-end, never broken. The two of them seem to be one person, one person is also two people, and between time and space, there is no difference...... Haha, the donor is really a wonderful person!"

Halfway through speaking, the monk kept silent and did not say a word or a word.

A pair of clear eyes regained their cloudiness, and slowly half-closed and half-opened, just as they did at the beginning.

Chu Qiankun's heart was surging, his eyes were like a bull, and he stared at the monk sharply.

If before, he still thought that what the monk said was just a coincidence, then now he can be 100% sure that the monk's words are alluding to his biggest secret.

This is the first time he has been seen through, and this puzzle is really thorough enough.

The secret of his rebirth, except for himself, could not find anyone to confide in, not even Su Suyuan and Ouyang Duxue.

It was like a huge stone, suppressed in his heart, forever hanging in the air, not knowing when it would fall.

Today, this stone has finally fallen here.

However, there is no imaginary pain and unspeakable suffering, but I feel relaxed.

I don't know why, he is not worried about this monk at all, he will publicize his secrets to the outside world, and he is not afraid of being dragged to dissect.

As for the reason, he didn't know, and he solved a doubt, and then attracted more doubts.

One closed his eyes and was silent, the other stared like an eagle.

The two of them just sat quietly, hesitating a small world, isolated from everything around them.

Finally, after watching the other fresh Xu Ziming and the others, they all gathered behind Chu Qiankun and looked at the silent two curiously.

Xu Ziming couldn't help it at first, and asked, "Kunzi, what are you counting, it won't be money, right?"

Chu Qiankun turned his head and looked back, and saw that everyone had returned: "Do you think my fortune needs to be calculated?" I'm here to untie the sign, the master is quite bright, do you want to give it a try?"

"Of course, I've been listening to you say how it works here, so I'm naturally going to have a hexagram!"

Sitting in the seat that Chu Qiankun gave up, Xu Ziming sat down.

When the new business came to the door, the monk's eyes were half-opened again, and he asked softly: "I don't know if the donor is asking for money and career, or for marriage?"

"Old and...master, I want to ask for marriage?"

Xu Ziming let out a long breath and asked a little nervously.

In fact, he was not the only one who was nervous, Wang Xinyan's hand grabbed his clothes hard.

Ouyang Duxue got closer to her, grabbed her hand, and gave her an encouraging look.

"Does the donor want to unsign, or measure the characters, or face reading?" the monk continued.

casually picked up the teacup on the side, opened the lid of the cup and took a sip, and a fragrance was brought into Chu Qiankun's nasal cavity by a breeze.

Everything is different.

"Let's measure the word!" Xu Ziming said after thinking about it.

The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were not taken back, and under the guidance of the monk, Xu Ziming wrote a word on the paper, the clear character in his name.

"The donor is testing marriage. This is a clear word, it is very easy to understand, one day and one month, the day is yang, representing the male, and the month is yin, indicating the female. Yin and yang are combined, which is bright. The emotional result of the donor is good, but the process is still a little bumpy, and it takes firm perseverance, day after day, month after month, in order to get a good tomorrow. ”

The words are mysterious, but they are clear.

If it weren't for the previous impression, the monk's remarks, Chu Qiankun would definitely regard him as an ordinary Jianghu warlock.

Because of these words, he felt that he could say it, and he felt that there was more flickering in it.

Unlike Chu Qiankun's reaction, Xu Ziming was in a happy mood after hearing this explanation, and the expression on his face was very excited.

"The master is really a master, and this word test is really accurate. High, really high!"

If you praise it, hesitate to spray incense money outward.

"The donor praises it, if you think the old man is okay, please donate some merit, Amitabha. ”

The monk's expression was as indifferent as ever, and in the face of Xu Ziming's praise, he was not shocked, and he was not rich in the face of Chu Qiankun at all.

"Of course, of course!" took out a big red ticket, followed Chu Qiankun's example, and stuffed it into a half-person-high merit box.

Just by looking at the size of this box, you can feel that the merit is immeasurable.

"Which other donor would like to give it a try?" A single knot, and the monk began to greet the next business.

Junzi turned to look down the mountain, not interested.

Wang Xinyan shook her head, for her, what Xu Ziming just calculated was actually counted by her.

"Twilight, can you give it a try? Like Xu Ziming, test your marriage. ”

Chu Qiankun instigated, he didn't count anything else just now, at this time, he also wanted to see what his marriage would be through Ouyang Duxue's?

"Do you really want me to count, aren't you afraid that the result of not being calculated will not be what you hope?"

She didn't believe in fortune telling, but Chu Qiankun asked him to do it, so she counted it, just as a game.

Of course, she also wanted to see what kind of expression Chu Qiankun would have if the result was not good?

Wouldn't it be exciting?

"He dares!"

Chu Qiankun's eyes suddenly widened, staring at the monk fiercely, and a strong sense of threat emanated.

Obviously, he had the handle in the hands of the monk, but he did the opposite, intimidating the monk in turn.

"Giggles, so fierce. It's the first time I've seen someone threaten a fortune teller. ”

Ouyang Duxue stretched out her right hand and grabbed a handful of Chu Qiankun's head, naughtily messing up his hair.

In front of Chu Qiankun, she was no longer the iceberg beauty.

"Master, I also measure words and ask for marriage. Without waiting for the monk to ask, Ouyang Duxue took the initiative to say.

"Female benefactor, please!" the monk still stretched out his hand, still doing the same thing.

Ouyang Duxue first wrote a one on the paper, and after thinking about it, she wrote another two.

"Master, can you measure two words?"

The brush in her hand was not put down, and if the monk said that she could only measure one word, she would cross out one word.

"It doesn't matter, one word or two words, all are words, every word is fine, and it can be solved!"

The monk picked up Ouyang Duxue's words and glanced at them twice, but glanced at Chu Qiankun strangely.

Then, his eyebrows moved, and he understood.

"What is the only one, what is the two, there is one, and why are you afraid of the two?

"One lifetime of marriage, two lifetimes of love? Doesn't that mean that the two of you were a couple in your last life, should you be so romantic. ”

This is Xu Ziming and Wang Xinyan's understanding of the old monk's words.

"Who is the same as his senior, and the master didn't say that the person is him. Ouyang Duxue retorted with a smile.

"Who else but me? Chu Qiankun crossed his hands on his hips.

His understanding was slightly different from Xu Ziming's, and he knew what the monk's glance at him meant.

These two lives refer to him, and the so-called one-life relationship refers to the relationship between him and Ouyang Duxue in this life.

It's not bad, he's interested.

However, Ouyang Duxue, the real party, understands differently from them.

The one she wrote at the beginning still showed her relationship with Chu Qiankun, which was unique.

The second thing she wrote later meant something, and what she wanted to express was that she already knew that Chu Qiankun was not only her girlfriend, but also other women around her.

The monk's words, she felt that they were a consolation to her, and they wanted to tell her that she was the one, the only one.

Even if Chu Qiankun has more two around her, she is still the only one.

The marriage between the two of them is comparable to the love of the two lives, without fear of wind and rain, and without fear of others.

He took a deep look at the old monk and was a little Taoist.

The same sentence, as long as it is ambiguous, can be understood by different people with different meanings.

Chu Qiankun wanted to put money in the merit box, but was stopped by Ouyang Duxue, this incense money cannot be replaced.

Ouyang Duxue, who thought that she didn't believe in these and had always felt that it was superstition, fell unconsciously.

"Amitabha!"

The monk shouted a Buddha name to everyone, and his merits were immeasurable.

"Thank you Master for solving your doubts, I have gained a lot today. Farewell!" Chu Qiankun folded his hands and saluted back.

The donor walked slowly, the little monk still had a few words, and asked the donor to listen quietly. The monk opened his mouth to keep Chu Qiankun.

"Oh, Master, please. Chu Qiankun stood still, turned around and listened, but his body was slightly stiff.

"Donor, don't be nervous. The poor monk just wants to invite you to come to Honey Mountain often to sit down, and I think we will have a lot of common language. ”

A rare smile appeared on the monk's face.

"Well, I think so too, the master's tea is good. Next time, I'll bother and taste it. ”

The monk's words made Chu Qiankun's heart feel a lot easier.

"It seems that the donor is also a good tea person, and the little monk still has some treasures, but they can taste and discuss it together. ”

The monk's eyes fell on the big kettle on the side, and he knew that it was filled with Mishan spring water.

"The kid also has some private collections, so I will ask the master to comment on them when the time comes. ”

It's about drinking tea and tasting tea, but in fact, only the two of them know, what are they really talking about?

"I don't dare to take the reviews seriously. It's just that my treasures are hard-won, and the incense needed to cultivate them is expensive!"

The monk began to touch the invisible beard on his chin again.

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