After frolicking, under the help of a group of women, Ye Fan was finally forced to enter the bedroom with Catherine.

Behind closed doors, Ye Fan sat at the head of the bed, looking at each other and smirking with Catherine.

"This idea is too bad, it must have been thought up by Shen Jiayao's little hooves. Look at how I turn around and ** her!" Ye Fan said viciously.

Catherine shook her head, "Ye, this is everyone's common idea, in fact, they all miss you." ”

"Yes, I know that, but I can't do it, right...... Catherine, you said that in broad daylight, we are really going to do that kind of thing?" Ye Fan spread his hands, looking helpless.

"Hmm...... It's a bit overdone......" Catherine hung her head, her eyes a little gloomy.

"Don't think about other aspects, I mean that emotional matters should come naturally, not just find a random time to make do, love is sacred, isn't it?" Ye Fan was serious, put on a love saint, and began to brainwash Catherine: "Look, the weather is so good today, why don't you go out for a ride, have a cup of coffee, and go shopping, what do you say?"

Catherine was right when she thought about it, women, as long as they were accompanied by men, they would be easily satisfied.

The two discussed for a while and decided to go to the city to live in a two-person world, there were too many people in the family, and they always felt that the wall had ears, although Catherine wanted to have something to do with Ye Fan in her heart, but she was worried about being spied on by others.

This is exactly what Ye Fan was thinking about, he didn't even leave the main entrance, he took Catherine and teleported directly to the highway, and when the woman woke up, she was already in a car, and the car was speeding at full speed.

"Wake up, I'll arrange it today, let's go to Lingguang Temple first. Ye Fan said with a smile.

Catherine asked stupidly, "Temple, are you going to ask for a sign to worship the Buddha?"

"Worship the Buddha? Haha, Catherine, I am a saint, what Buddha do I worship? If there is a Buddha, they should come and worship me. Ye Fan laughed arrogantly.

"Oh, Ye, you really are...... A saint like Jesus?" Catherine had heard of his preeminence among the three major Western religions, but as a former journalist, she still had some doubts about its authenticity.

Ye Fan immediately showed a distressed expression, and a wry smile tugged at the corner of his mouth: "Why, everyone else believes it, but you don't believe it? Catherine, you actually doubt me? You make me sad and disappointed!"

"No, no, I'm sorry, I just...... It's just that...... You didn't ask me...... I really didn't mean to......" Catherine blushed, and was so anxious that she couldn't even speak coherently.

"Haha, look at you nervous, just kidding, what a bullshit saint, even I don't believe in myself! There has never been a savior in this world, everything can only be relied on by oneself! But for most ordinary people, having faith is a kind of spiritual sustenance, which is ten thousand times better than living in despair. Ye Fan told the truth.

Catherine breathed a sigh of relief, but Ye Fan's heartfelt words made her secretly feel a little admiration in her heart, and those who dared to judge themselves like this might not be far from a true saint.

After many years, he set foot in Lingguang Temple again, Ye Fan found that the incense here was still flourishing, and early in the morning, pilgrims and worshippers were already in an endless stream.

"Ye, what are we doing here?" Catherine followed beside him, curious.

"See an old monk and ask him something. Ye Fan walked straight into the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

A monk saw that these two had a good temperament, and there was a beautiful female foreigner among them, hesitated for a moment and took the initiative to come over to say hello.

"Two donors, but do you want to sign a vow, or do you burn incense and worship the Buddha?"

Ye Fan smiled and explained his intention straight to the point: "I'm looking for your enlightened master here." ”

"Do you want to find the ancestor?" The monk was stunned, the generation of enlightenment is one of the best in Lingguang Temple, ordinary people don't know that there is a person like him, this person wants to see the ancestor by name, how to deal with him?

Seeing that the monk was hesitant, Ye Fan took off his sunglasses and gave him a trick: "In this way, you go and tell him, just say that the old man came to visit for the relics ten years ago, and the enlightenment will definitely come forward to see us." ”

The monk raised his eyes and stared at him for a moment, feeling that this person was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it. Thinking of this, the monk made his own opinion, folded his palms, recited "Amitabha", and said respectfully: "Two donors, please wait with the poor monk to the guest residence of the monastery first, wait for the ancestor to be announced, and then the old man will decide." ”

"Okay, Catherine, go over and see. Ye Fan exchanged glances with the woman, and followed the monk to the depths of the temple.

Bypassing the various halls and buildings, the monk led them to a secluded house, where they were invited to wait, and then hurried to make a statement.

This guest house is lush and green, surrounded by trees and flowers, and simple houses made of bamboo are transparent on all sides, which can only accommodate people to meditate, drink tea, play chess and maintain health, and if you live in it, it is too simple.

Catherine rarely had the opportunity to visit the temples in Huaxia, and at this moment she couldn't help but admire, "It's so beautiful, Ye, it's quiet and peaceful here, and it makes people feel as if they have come to a paradise." ”

"That's because you haven't seen a real paradise, Catherine, and I'll take you to see it when I have the chance. Ye Fan smiled, although this place was elegant and calm, compared to those places comparable to fairyland, it had a lot less aura.

"Really, that's great, hey, what kind of flower is that? like a peacock's feather. Catherine made another discovery in her excitement, pointing to the clusters of blooming pink flowers on the tender green branches not far away.

Ye Fan raised his eyes, shook his head and smiled: "I didn't expect this kind of flower to be planted in the temple, it's really immoral, it seems that those monks are not necessarily pure-hearted." ”

"Ahh

Ye Fan glanced at her and sighed: "Okay, I'll give you a literacy, what about this kind of tree, and mimosa is a close relative, its scientific name is the acacia tree, do you know what acacia means in ancient China?"

"I don't understand. "Catherine hadn't heard of it.

"Well, let me make it clearer, in the ancient secret art of picking flowers, there are often words like "Yin and Yang Acacia", and the so-called word Acacia is the kind of thing that men and women do...... If a tree with such a name is planted in a temple, do you think it is an insult to the precepts and rules?"

"God, how can this be ......" Catherine was stunned, those beautiful flowers as ethereal as pink light veil, which at the moment seemed to be demonic, swaying in the wind, laughing like magic sounds, laughing at her ignorance.

"Amitabha, this acacia is not the other...... Donor, you're in for a look. An old voice came from behind him, and the Master of Enlightenment had arrived.

Ye Fan smiled, he didn't just say what he said to Catherine, but he actually deliberately said it to Enlightenment, he already knew that Enlightenment had arrived by his side.

"Then explain why acacia trees are planted here?"

The Master of Enlightenment smiled and slowly explained the reason: "In ancient times, this acacia tree was called the Bitter Tree, and it did not bloom. The blossoming of bitterness and the joy of change should start with a showman. Xiucai studied hard for ten years and prepared to make a name for himself before entering Beijing. Before leaving, his wife Fan Fan pointed to the bitter tree in front of the window and said to him: "If your husband goes, he will be able to go to high school, but the capital is dazzling, don't forget the way home!" Xiucai promised to go. But he has not been heard from since. The pink fan looked forward to it at home, waited and waited, the green silk turned gray, and he didn't wait for her husband to return. When life was about to come, the pink fan dragged her sick and weak body, struggled to come to the bitter tree that confirmed her and her husband's vows, and made a heavy vow with her life: "If the husband changes his mind, from now on, let this bitterness bloom, the husband is the leaf, I am the flower, the flower is not old, the leaf does not fall, the whole life is concentric, and the world is happy!" In the second year, all the bitter trees really bloomed, pink and silky, like a small fan hanging all over the branches, and with a faint fragrance, but the flowering period was very short, only one day. Moreover, since then, all the leaves have actually bloomed with the flowers. In order to commemorate the infatuation of the pink fan, people also renamed the bitter love tree as the acacia tree. ”

This legend from the master's mouth made Catherine lose her mind for a while, and muttered in her mouth: "Flowers do not grow old, leaves do not fall, life is concentric, and the world ......is happy."

This kind of poignant love story is undoubtedly extremely lethal to women, especially women who are caught in the whirlpool of feelings, even foreigners.

Ye Fan saw Catherine's beautiful eyes gradually blurred, immersed in the story and couldn't extricate himself, pretended to cough, and threatened: "The story is just a story, old monk, after all, your acacia tree is not a place to plant, is the temple a place to promote love?

"Amitabha, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, why should the donor be disturbed by emptiness?" said the enlightened master's face, "The acacia tree here was planted by a donor, not by the monks of this temple. ”

"Donor, it's a woman, right? Great monk, you can also live in this temple? dare to say that you haven't broken the vow?" Ye Fan seemed to grasp his handle, and bit it tightly.

The Master of Enlightenment nodded, and then shook his head again: "There were indeed two female benefactors living here back then, but that was also for a reason. ”

"Two women, you have recruited them yourself, and you dare to quibble?" Ye Fan raised his voice, hoping to be heard.

Jue Wu glanced at him indifferently, and said slowly: "These two female donors are a mother and daughter, and the little donor, the donor also recognizes it." ”

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "You mean...... Ink Shadow?"

He came to Lingguang Temple to find enlightenment and ask about Moying, but he didn't expect that this guest house turned out to be the place where Moying lived in the past.