Maosheng tossed and found Gu Weitian, and when he heard that Qiu Luo was about to fall into his hair, Gu Weitian already understood that it was because of him, so he hurried to Qingshui Nunnery with Maosheng.

Lan Yi has explained everything to the abbot Shitai, hoping that she can help him act in this play.

Mrs. Shi is very refreshing, monks, compassion, if you can let a lover eventually become a family, why not, if you let the obsessed person wake up, why not, so, the autumn fall shaving ordination is being staged.

Qingshui Nunnery, in the middle of the main hall, in front of the treasure of Guanyin Bodhisattva, kneeling Qiuluo, standing is ready to shave her abbot Shitai, although it is fake, Lan Yi next to him who is mixed with the believers of Suixi still has a solemn face, the play is fake, Qiuluo's heart is real, she hopes that Gu Weitian can understand that it is rare to have a lover for a priceless treasure, and he has already encountered Gao Yang, Qiuluo, is the person sent by God to redeem him.

All the shaving should be ready, Qiuluo accepted the abbot Shitai's "teacher asks all obstacles", and finally the karma is completed, the shaving is granted, and the abbot Shitai picks up the razor......

"Wait!"

This shout is like the gospel of the Buddha and Bodhisattva, Lan Yi recited the sentence "Amitabha Buddha" in her heart, and then looked at the autumn fall, although she pretended to be calm, but there were tears in her eyes, presumably crying with joy.

Lan Yi sighed faintly, men and women in the world, lovers are geometric, and autumn fall is one of them.

Gu Weitian ran in a hurry, and almost fell at the threshold, but fortunately, Mao Sheng held him, and he stumbled into the main hall, panting, unable to speak, and only stretched out his hand to stop the abbot Shi Tai from dropping the razor.

The abbot smiled slightly: "Where did the donor come from?"

Gu Weitian first looked at Qiuluo, and saw that her long hair was scattered like a waterfall, and her slender back was pitiful, Gu Weitian didn't know when Qiuluo liked him, but it was certain that Qiuluo's feelings for him were sincere and thick, just like his own feelings for ...... sighed leisurely in my heart, full of mountains and rivers and empty thoughts, it is better to pity the people in front of me.

He saluted to the abbot Taiheshi, and then slowly walked towards Qiuluo, and when he reached in front of Qiuluo, he slowly stretched out his hand and said, "Get up, follow me home." ”

This is a very ordinary sentence, and he said it very plainly, but Qiuluo had already shed tears like rain, and when he turned his head to see Lan Yi, he saw Lan Yi shook his head gently, and Qiuluo understood that things had not yet been clarified, so he said: "I don't understand Mr. Gu's words." ”

Gu Weitian's hand was still stretched out: "Good daughter's family, why do you want to lose your hair and become a nun?"

Qiuluo knelt straight: "I'm already in the dust, so I want to become a monk." ”

Gu Weitian's hand still refused to take it back: "Your fate is over, who said you wanted to be a girl for me yesterday?"

Qiuluo's heart was puffing, trying her best to suppress the excitement in her heart, and trying her best to keep her tone as usual: "I said it, but Mr. didn't agree." ”

Gu Weitian smiled faintly: "Do you know why I didn't agree?"

Autumn Fall was sour: "Mr. hates me." ”

Gu Weitian's face suddenly became serious: "Wrong, the reason why I didn't accept you as a girl is because ...... I want to marry you as a wife. ”

Yes?

Yes!

Yes......

The first exclamation was Qiuluo, she didn't expect Gu Weitian to say this at all, and thought so.

The second exclamation was Lan Yi, she didn't expect the rigid Gu Weitian to have such elegance.

The third exclamation was the happy crowd, everyone didn't know the twists and turns, but after listening to the conversation between the above two, they guessed the approximate, so they were all happy for Qiuluo.

Qiuluo was so surprised that he was about to jump up, and suddenly looked at Lan Yi, and found that Lan Yi was not obviously happy, Qiuluo understood that things were still not hot, and smiled sadly: "Sir, isn't he drunk, why didn't you say this yesterday?"

The hall is deep and wide, the treasure is solemn, Gu Weitian's face is solemn, he hurried all the way, sweating profusely, the sweat on his forehead fell on the ground in front of Qiuluo, he kept stretching out his hand to Qiuluo, his personality dictates, no matter how shocking, he still spoke lightly: "I didn't say it yesterday, because I didn't know what I thought in my heart yesterday." ”

People's feelings are so delicate, some people get along all their lives, but they are like strangers, some people meet in the water, but they feel that they have a fate in three lives, they still hate this person one moment ago, and the next moment they find that they actually love him or her deeply, this kind of truth Qiuluo may not understand, but with Lan Yi's words first, Qiuluo will understand, at this moment, Gu Weitian finally found the belonging of his feelings, Qiuluo looked up at him with tears in his eyes: "So this gentleman knows what he thinks in his heart, what he thinks?"

Gu Weitian was able to say so many words that made people blush, it was in the spirit of saving people's lives and winning the seventh-level floating slaughter, seeing that Qiuluo was not relenting, he was a little ashamed, looking around, so many people were watching, he said in a low voice: "Go back and talk about it." ”

Qiuluo said mischievously: "If Mr. refuses to say, just get out of the way, don't delay my shaving." ”

Helpless, Gu Weitian was embarrassed to say it, and if he didn't say it, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to save Qiuluo, so he was silent for a moment.

The place of Buddhism was quiet, he didn't speak, but others waited for him to open their mouths with bated breath, so there was silence in the hall.

Qiuluo suddenly felt a little difficult to ride a tiger, and even regretted it a little, forcing him into this situation, once he couldn't say it, how would he end up?

Lan Yi was at ease, just a quiet spectator, and after waiting for a long time Gu Weitian didn't speak, Lan Yi was a little nervous, afraid that his plan would fail.

The abbot broke the suffocating tranquility too timely, rubbed his hand against the long black hair of the autumn fall and said, "Let's start, don't miss the time." ”

After saying that, he raised the razor and fell......

"Wait!"

Gu Weitian shouted out in a gaffe, but it was too late, and the abbot Shitai's razor had already slid over the top of Qiuluo's head and slid to the back of Qiuluo's head.

Gu Weitian closed his eyes in pain, his hand was still outstretched, and he said abruptly: "How can I, Gu Weitian, make the girl so affectionate, I can't live with the girl in this life, if there is an afterlife, I will not marry the girl." ”

The abbot smiled too much: "Why wait for the next life, this life is just right." ”

Gu Weitian felt that something was wrong, and suddenly opened his eyes, and saw the abbot Shi Tai holding a razor to show him, it turned out that when the abbot Shi Tai dropped the knife, he turned the back of the knife towards Qiu's hair.

Gu Weitian's tense expression suddenly relaxed, and he couldn't suppress his joyful smile: "The monks don't speak, but the master has used tricks. ”

The abbot Shi Taiji stubbornly spread his hands: "So the poor nuns don't practice enough, hurry back and chant and repent." ”

After speaking, he called the nuns in the nunnery out of the main hall, and by the way, he also dispersed the happy crowd.

Lan Yi just wants to say that this teacher is so cute.

Gu Weitian stretched out his hand to Qiuluo again: "Let's go, let's go home." ”

Qiuluo couldn't control himself anymore, put his hand in his hand, and jumped up happily.

Lan Yi pretended to be disappointed and sighed: "It's so unbearable." ”

Qiuluo pursed her lips and smiled shyly: "Everything is my initiative, I am willing." ”

Lan Yi nodded in agreement: "It's okay if you are willing, as long as you are willing, you have not failed yourself." ”