I thought that after the spring of this year, my marriage with Zhang Gongzi would be decided. Chun'er said that it was too early, and many rituals had to go through the motions one by one, at least it would be summer.

It's good that I still have time to do what I want.

"Miss, Miss!" Chun'er ran quickly, her two braids flicking behind her, "I heard the news...... Last time, the old monk passed away, and the old man was preparing to go out to mourn, so you should also prepare. ”

"Me?" was surprised, my father never took me to the monastery, this time it was a major event to preside over the death, and he should not let me go with a woman.

Along the way, I felt tired after the carriage was bumpy for a long time, but Chun'er told me that the little monk carried the old monk on his back for a day and a night before returning to the monastery.

One day and one night...... I can even imagine his frayed toes, red from the cold wind.

Miss......

Miss!

When I came back to my senses, the carriage had stopped. We went up the mountain, the temple was on the mountain, and there was only a winding path, which was more difficult to walk than the slope when we came all the way.

The little monk was waiting at the foot of the mountain, and the angle at which he looked up at the sky was particularly beautiful, so clean. I think Foxeye should be better looking than him, after all, he has long hair.

"Little Master. Daddy nodded to him slightly, "There's little Master Lao waiting here." ”

"The donor is serious. His eyes suddenly turned to me, and he couldn't say what he wanted, "Can Master Chen take the first step, I have something to talk about with Miss Chen." ”

He...... And me?

I looked at my father, and my father looked at him, and he stared at me all the time, and the scene was embarrassing......

He coughed and carefully gestured to me.

I suddenly understood, and laughed, "Daddy, please go first, Kite wants to discuss the Dharma with the little master, and I will follow later." ”

I have never liked to worship the Buddha, but my father still believes in my evil.

Lifting the corners of the skirt all the way to keep up, the little monk walked steadily, but I walked step by step.

"You shouldn't be lying......" he folded a stick for me, which saved a lot of effort.

"Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, and you don't understand it. "I don't think the little monk understands, I don't know if he is an orphan, but most of the people who live in the monastery are helpless.

So he added a little soft-heartedly, "But don't worry, it won't be next time." ”

He was very satisfied with my answer, and probably felt that it was a merit to convince me to be honest with others.

"That's what you compared to me. I held up two fingers, "You're going to take me to see the flowers?"

Rape fields in front of their monasteries?

He nodded, pointing to the rape fields in the distance, the endless sea of yellow flowers, and I was a little speechless.

At home, I was excited that a small yellow flower could grow in that open space that was large enough, not to mention the scene in front of me......

"The second thing the donor said, Huatian, and the little monk, I don't know if it's counted?"

I looked at the look on his face when he said this in a daze, and I thought it was even more amused, and suddenly I was reluctant to use that last thing.

Watching me jump into the sea of flowers desperately, the little monk's eyes became rounder, and the hand that wanted to stop me but was too late was hanging in the air, which was particularly cute.

"Hey, come down and play!"

He shook his head in embarrassment, his hands dangling in the air towards me.

I thought he was squirming like a girl, reaching out and grabbing his feet, and simply dragging him down.

"Donor, donor......" He slipped down the slope in a daze, and I naturally saw that it didn't hurt him.

"Huh?" the little monk looked at me on the ground, "Just say it well, why do you need to do it?"

I pursed my mouth, looking at his bewildered expression, the monk would also be angry, and it was especially beautiful when he was angry.

"The donor seems to like flowers?"

I nodded, I like him at this moment, every word falls on my heart.

"Why don't you like it, don't you Buddhas all say, one flower and one world, one leaf and one Bodhi?"

He smiled, "The donor understands Buddhism?"

"I ......" I naturally don't understand, but I often lie on the wall to listen to my father's Buddha, and I know a lot.

"Your face?"

I saw that his face was flushed with a rash, and I forgot that he was allergic to flowers, and I couldn't get close.

A little guilty, he hurriedly pulled him up, "Go back and wash with water, I'll let Chun'er bring medicine." ”

He didn't say anything about itching, let alone pain, but just looked at me as anxious as he was, a little surprised.

Chun'er learned that I had made a big mistake and just wanted to help me hide it. After all, this matter was known to his father, and he was inevitably scolded.

"I'm fine, I'm fine......" he looked at me with a winkled eye and a squeezing smile.

"Are you alright? don't you want to see who this pig's head is?" I handed over the bronze mirror, and he startled himself.

Chun'er shook her head on the side, "The doctor said that you can't touch the flowers, you have to live to get so close." ”

"This time...... I'm sorry. I was reluctant, but I said those three words anyway.

He didn't seem to care, "It's okay, Master said, my illness is a creation." ”

He stared at the pig's head in the mirror and shook his head, "Master said, escape into the empty door, there should be no distractions. If I see it as a rash, it is a rash, and if I see it as a flush, it is a flush......"

I reached out to put my medicine on him, and sure enough, the man who had said it was blushing was going to cry out "ahhh

"Fool, it hurts, and it's not ashamed to call it out. The Buddha keeps your mind free of distracting thoughts, but it is not that your mind and mouth are inconsistent. ”

He suddenly stared into my eyes, and the pig's face became serious, it was really not good-looking.

"You...... What are you looking at?"

He said seriously, "The donor is gifted and intelligent, and he is also related to the Buddha, if he takes refuge in Buddhism, he will definitely be able to achieve great success." ”

He...... Are you pulling me to be a monk?

Is it a nun?

I was busy clearing up the relationship, "I have a lot of distractions in my heart, and I am not suitable for a monk. "Luckily, he didn't pull me to shaving.

After going up the mountain, the little monk and his father worshiped the Buddha in the Buddha hall, and Chun'er said that after the old monk passed away, he gave him this huge temple.

In fact, I think this temple is very small, and there are only a few dozen monks up and down, which is not as good as those big temples.

"Your master left this monastery for you, and you will preside over it in the future?"

He nodded stunned, perhaps not understanding what it meant to be hosted, after all, I was much smarter than him.

"Congratulations, congratulations. ”

"Listening to what Master Chen said, the donor is going to get married in the summer, congratulations. ”

I don't know if it was his understatement that angered me, or if I didn't want to marry the vixen in the first place.

"Do you remember one more thing you didn't help me do?"

He nodded, "The donor only said two things that day, and there is indeed one more, I wonder how the little monk can help?"

"I don't know what has been bothering me lately...... Whether he is my destined person or not, I don't know whether he should marry or not. I turned to look at him, "Third, I want you to help me find the love of my life." ”

He was stunned, and Chun'er looked at me in surprise.

Even I myself was dumbfounded, how could I say this.

I don't think he will agree, after all, Buddhas are ruthless and desireless. Love is nothing but smoke for him......

"This matter, you think about it carefully, you can not agree, after all, it is a bit excessive. ”

He stared at me, maybe he thought I was good-looking, maybe he thought I was funny.

"Is this really the benefactor's obsession?"

He seemed to think that I was a person who had no pursuits, but it was better than thinking that I was a frivolous person.

"If you are really embarrassed, you can refuse ......"

He suddenly said resolutely, "The little monk is willing to accompany the donor down the mountain to practice, and it is also a merit to be able to solve the benefactor's doubts." ”

I froze where I was, not expecting him to say yes. The little monk doesn't understand, his so-called merit is where my obsession lies.