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A nun in her forties called a nun in her twenties to be her uncle, and this generation is really a magical thing.

Although in the Bodhi Temple, the monk with a clear heart and a clear sky, called Xuyun, is also called that, but Xuyun is different, it is an old god stick, and it is definitely not as young as he looks.

Yan Qingrui was a little surprised that she actually remembered that Xuyun's magic stick was here, and the next time she met him, she had to ask him about the combination of the two souls he said before. Which soul is the main and which is the auxiliary?

If Xuyun dared to say that her current soul was a supplement, she would immediately pick her son and go back to the twenty-first century.

As for whether you can go back or not, or after beating that magic stick into a pig's head, there will be a way.

Huixin let the three of them enter the courtyard door, and after closing the door, he said: "Please invite the two donors to enter the guest meditation courtyard to rest, this male donor, can you rest in the empty room in the outer courtyard?"

Ming Nineteen has no opinion, in fact, he doesn't want to rest, he has to protect Miss Yan.

Yan Qingrui also has no opinion.

The abbot spoke, and Huixin's attitude was a lot kinder, and the meditation room was very simple, but fortunately, it was summer, and it was much simpler.

Yan Qingrui saw that there was a pen and paper on the table, so she immediately picked up the pen and wrote a few words, handed them to Huixin, and said, "Master Huixin, please hand over this word to the abbot!"

Huixin took it, only to see that there were only seven words on it: "Everywhere you go, you have a way back."

She said: "Uncle Abbot will have evening class in a while, and you can't disturb it during the evening class, so the poor nun will take it to her first." ”

Yan Qingrui said: "I'm tired!"

Xingyun made the bed and said, "Miss, it's too simple here, I'm afraid I'll panic!"

Yan Qingrui smiled on the ground: "It's actually very good to sleep on a hard bed occasionally." ”

Just as the master and servant were about to rest, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside.

Then, a person walked in at the door, it was the abbot Jingchen Shitai.

Yan Qingrui saw her hurried footsteps, and couldn't help laughing: "The quiet and dustless Jingchen Master, why is there wind under your feet and dust when you walk?

That Jingchen Shitai came alone at the moment, without Jingqiu and Jing'an by her side, and she was holding the note in her hand. Her originally calm and peaceful gaze was very sharp at the moment, she glanced at Xingyun and said, "This female benefactor, can you make it convenient for the poor nun and your young lady to say a few words alone?"

Xingyun looked at Yan Qingrui, saw her nodding, immediately exited the door, and closed the door from the outside.

Mrs. Jingchen didn't speak, but looked at Yan Qingrui fixedly.

When Yan Qingrui saw her look, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, both happy and relieved.

Her unreliable mother left a few clues for her to guess and search, but fortunately her direction was not wrong.

If this Jingchen Master didn't understand what this sentence meant, she would definitely not have come in such a hurry, and since she came, it means that she at least knew the clues.

At this moment, Master Jingchen didn't seem to hear Yan Qingrui's ridicule, and stared at Yan Qingrui tightly with a pair of eyes, there was a hint of fierceness in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Master Yan, what does this mean?"

Yan Qingrui said: "That's what Mrs. Shi thinks!"

Jingchen Shitai said: "Where did you get these seven words?"

Yan Qingrui said lightly: "Nature is from where it should be. ”

Master Jingchen's eyes became stern, like a sharp knife, looking at Yan Qingrui.