The Lishan monk carefully looked at the little girl in front of him, slender and slender, much taller than women of the same age, so when he looked at it from a distance, he mistakenly thought that the other party had already reached the end of the year;

These are nothing, what surprised the Lishan monk the most was the introverted and calm of the girl in front of him, as if she was a middle-aged person who had gone through half a lifetime of ups and downs, even standing beside Xiao Ji, who had experienced the disaster of extermination and shouldered the heavy responsibility again, was not inferior.

No wonder, Xiao Ji will look at her differently and take good care of her.

Lishan Jushi thought, even if there is no Wu Anhou's kindness in front of him, as long as the two of them are destined to meet, I am afraid that Xiao Ji will be attracted by the unique demeanor and charm of the girl in front of him.

The Lishan monk looked at Feng Shujia carefully, and Feng Shujia also looked at him quietly.

I haven't seen him for three years, oh, no, it should be said that I haven't seen it in a lifetime, and the famous Lishan monk standing in front of me is exactly what people think is so graceful and detached, as if he is going to fly away in the next moment.

However, Feng Shujia knows very well that this is just the appearance that he pretended to deceive the world, the real Lishan layman, in fact, is a bit like an old naughty boy.

Of course, the old naughty boy is just a deliberate appearance made by the Lishan monks, and it seems that only such a crazy person can he survive in this world.

Feng Shujia thought, in fact, the Lishan monk and the gentleman next to him are really similar, the same mysterious and unpredictable, even if she was blessed by him for many years in her previous life, and she was able to see the side that no one else could see, but she never really entered the heart of the Lishan monk and saw his true appearance clearly.

Just like she is now.

Feng Shujia recalled her past life, sighed in this life, and didn't know how to speak for a while.

However, Xiao Ji on the side saw these two people, you look at me, I looked at you, one affectionately appreciated and explored, the other affectionately fascinated and sad, only felt like a superfluous person, and suddenly became unhappy.

"Didn't the layman want to see Miss Feng's imitation of "Lychee Picture", is it in this courtyard, or is it going to the study to trace it?" Xiao Ji interrupted the two of them in their contemplation.

On the way over, Xiao Ji had already greeted Feng Shujia in advance, so she was not surprised to hear it at this time.

Of course, Xiao Ji didn't dare to say that he had already "peeped" at her "Lychee Picture" under the moon, only that he heard about it from others, and that the "Lychee Picture" she gave to Bai's birthday the year before last was very similar to the original, and it could almost be fake.

When Feng Shujia first wrote "Lychee Picture", she didn't think about hiding it from others, perhaps subconsciously hoping that the news could be dispersed, and that she would be heard by Lishan monks and have the opportunity to meet her benefactor in her previous life again.

So hearing Xiao Ji say this at this time, Feng Shujia didn't think much about it.

"In front of the layman, how dare the little woman show off. Feng Shujia is modest as usual.

Although she remembered the affectionate kindness of the Lishan monk, it was the first time in her life that the Lishan monk had seen her, and if she behaved too casually, she was afraid that she would arouse suspicion.

The Lishan monk smiled heartily: "Miss Feng is modest. Inside please. ”

Although there are stone tables and stone benches in the courtyard, they are originally set up for leisure and rest, and are not suitable for collaborative painting. Since Xiao Ji said that Feng Shujia has good painting skills, he really wants to see the real strength of the other party.

When I entered the door, I was greeted by familiar furnishings, but in this life, without her care, it looked a little messy and dusty.

Feng Shujia restrained her subconscious urge to clean and take care of it, pretended to be the first time to visit, was introduced by the Lishan monk, and took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

The Lishan monk wanted to recruit a scholar to grind ink, but was stopped by Xiao Ji.

"I will not bother the laymen to work hard. Xiao Ji smiled calmly, "It's up to you to grind the ink in the next generation." It is an honor to be able to personally participate in the drawing of the world's first imitation of "Lychee Map"!"

The world's first imitation?

Feng Shujia looked up at Xiao Ji in surprise, this praise is too straightforward.

The Lishan monk is a person who has come over, and he can clearly understand Xiao Ji's thoughts about being close to a beautiful woman, and of course he will not make trouble from it.

Feng Shujia didn't know that Xiao Ji's status was noble, and he had already entrusted him to do a lot of important things, of course, at this time, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong, and when he saw the Lishan monk nodding in response, he pondered and wrote calmly.

The Lishan monk sat on the side and drank tea and waited, the two of them cooperated appropriately, and couldn't help but smile and shake their heads, young children, young people, tender and delicate, it's so good!

When she first put down the pen, thinking that there was a teacher in her previous life, Feng Shujia was nervous, and secondly, it was like all the students wanted to prove themselves in front of the teacher, and it was inevitable that she would be cautious when she put down the pen, but as she painted, she gradually forgot where she was in this life, and was completely immersed in the state of mind of painting in the past.

The ink gradually blended on the rice paper.

The Lishan monks also glanced at it casually at the beginning, then gradually sat up straight and watched carefully, and then involuntarily got up and walked to the bookcase, not missing a single stroke.

The last pen was put away, Feng Shujia breathed a sigh of relief, put down the pen, took out a seal from between her sleeves, opened the ink on the case by herself, dipped it in, and used the seal.

Below the painting, a small square seal is red, with the word "Chengchun" in seal script on it.

This is the name given to her by the Lishan monk at the beginning, which is intended to relieve her from forgetting the past and regaining her life like everything in the spring.

Since he specially went into the mountain today to find the Lishan monks, of course Feng Shujia had already prepared these details.

Sure enough, when the Lishan monk saw that Feng Shujia's imitation was still sealed in front of the original author, he was suddenly curious, and when he saw the word "Chengchun" on it clearly, he pondered for a moment, and nodded and praised: "'Peony Chengchun pet, He Zeng envy peony', good, good, this number is wonderful!"

Feng Shujia was stunned, obviously when the Lishan monk gave her this nickname in her previous life, it had nothing to do with peony peony or anything, he just pointed to the thriving beauty of Lishan in early spring and said:

"Look at everything in this world, after withering and decaying in winter, when it meets the spring breeze, it will be glorious again, and the vitality is infinite. It's the same with us. The road of life is inevitably full of setbacks and bumps, and occasionally thorns are everywhere, but as long as you cross that hurdle, the next thing is a new life!"

Feng Shujia's mouth opened slightly, and she looked at the Lishan monk in surprise and stunned, but she didn't react for a while.