Sure enough, Fu He waited for half a cup of tea, and then saw a large number of maids and girls and ladies coming out of the room, and he was really a little dumbfounded, so he had to recite the Buddha and said, "The master only invited this little donor to come over." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Liao Shi was stunned, and his face was incredulous: "She's still young, I'm afraid that the etiquette of meeting the mage is not thorough......"

Mama Wei knew that Yu Xiaoling went with the mage last time, and it was this little master Fuhe who personally sent it back, so she didn't have any worries. took advantage of the Liao family's stunned efforts to tuck a bag of flower cakes into Yu Xiaoling's arms, afraid that she would be hungry.

"Thank you, Mama, it's better to be Mama. Yu Xiaoling smiled and whispered thanks to Mama Wei, turned her head and saw that Fu He had repeated to Liao again, "If the mage only asks the little donor", he walked forward in three steps and two steps.

"Ling'er went with Master Fuhe last time, grandmother don't worry. She said, biting the word "Fuhe" quite hard.

In this way, it was as if Liao suspected that Fu He was going to kidnap her. Liao Shi was a little speechless for a while, and when he looked at the little novice in front of Master Qingtan, he felt two points of timidity.

"In that case, please take her there. Liao had no choice but to smile reluctantly and said.

Yu Xiaolingcai didn't care how surprised or embarrassed she was, hurriedly saluted her, and followed Fu He.

The temple is not as clean as the last time I came, and along the way, there are many men doing menial work. They were dressed in short brown and sweating profusely, but they still knew that this was a pure place for Buddhism, and they didn't make a loud noise.

"Fuhe......" Yu Xiaoling shouted.

She realized that in the eyes of Fu He, she was just a five-year-old girl, not an acquaintance, how could she shout like this?

“…… Little master," Yu Xiaoling hurriedly covered up the past, and asked again: "Why are there so many people doing work in the temple? Are they here to repair the house? ”

Fu He shook his head: "The little donor doesn't know, these people are here to make copper stone fish, not to repair the house. ”

What is this?

Yu Xiaoling had never heard anyone mention it, so he continued to ask: "What is a copper stone fish? a fish made of stone, or a fish made of copper, and what is it used for?"

"It's made of stone, but it's a Western Regions mountain stone, and it looks like copper...... "Fu He explained, and he had already walked to the Shrine as he spoke.

"Huh?"

As soon as Yu Xiaoling entered the door, he naturally couldn't help but glance at his deep well, and saw that there was an incense burner on the stone steps of the wellhead of the white marble, and the three incense sticks in the incense burner were still smoking.

Seeing her surprised, Fu He explained: "There was a little donor who said that the big carp in this well saved his life, so this little donor went up the mountain today and came to visit this fish spirit. ”

Yu Xiaoling was stunned. She naturally knew all the truths, but she didn't expect that she could save the child, and she also came to the temple today, and she had just worshiped herself.

This made her feel quite inexplicable, so she smiled and shook her head secretly. But maybe that's why Fuhe came late.

"Mage, the little benefactor has arrived. Fu He stepped forward to reply, but without waiting for a reply from the house, he gently pushed the door and made a "please" gesture towards Yu Xiaoling.

Yu Xiaoling was as good as a stream, strode into the Qingtan house, and to the left, he was seen sitting on the meditation bed pouring tea.

"What a Yaxing, Master Qingtan. Yu Xiaoling was happy, and bowed to him in style, bowed to him, and then ran over with his short legs.

At dusk at ten o'clock, there was still a ray of residual sun obliquely shining into the room, spreading on Qingtan's body, pulling Qingtan's tall and thin shadow long, and casting it on the ground, revealing a vague atmosphere.

The meditation bed was too high, and Yu Xiaoling was wearing a skirt, which was very inconvenient, but she didn't bother to pick up her clothes and climb up, so she looked up and shouted at Qingtan: "Quickly pick me up." ”

The originally somewhat desolate atmosphere dissipated in an instant, Qingtan smiled softly, stretched out his hand and hugged her up.

"What kind of tea is this? ”

Yu Xiaoling had no scruples, picked up the Ruyao teacup on the small tea table, and took a sip.

"Well, yes, yes, good water and good tea, but that emperor Lao'er rewarded you?" Yu Xiaoling squinted his eyes and pecked shallowly.

In this heaven and earth, I'm afraid there are few people who dare to call the emperor the emperor's old son, but she Yu Xiaoling is a spiritual creature of the previous dynasty, and she still has this confidence.

Qingtan's long eyebrows and eyes were half smiling, but the red tear mole was also bright, but he still didn't say a word.

Yu Xiaoling's eyes stared at the tea, thought for a moment, paused, raised his head and asked, "Anyway, how did you remember to talk to him?"

Qingtan still didn't answer, and the room was quiet.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Yu Xiaoling said "hum", rarely put on a straight face, and said seriously: "Mortal affairs, you don't want to get involved, have you forgotten what your master said?"

At the mention of Master Takimatsu, the room became more and more quiet, and Qingtan returned to his former ruthless and desireless face, and said softly: "No." ”

Yu Xiaoling couldn't help but sigh when he saw him sink deeply.

When she pushed him ashore from the Lotus Stone Lake, it was Master Takimatsu who brought him back, so Master Takimatsu was not only a master to him, but also a father and a mother.

It's a pity that Takimatsu went two years ago, and while preaching Buddhism to the ignorant land of the north, he sat down in the high mountains and snow due to the bitter cold. Before he left, he had a hexagram with Qingtan.

I don't know how the hexagram is, but Takimatsu called Qingtan over, stared at him, and said twelve words word by word: "Stay away from everything, and devote yourself to the Buddha, so that you can always be." ”

Master's warning was in his ears, and since then, Qingtan has pushed all forums and practiced Buddhism behind closed doors.

The silence in the room made Yu Xiaoling uncomfortable, she drank all the tea in the cup, and called Qingtan: "Pour me another cup." ”

The emerald green tea soup, wafting with a mellow aroma, poured out and poured into the Ru kiln cup, stirring up the silence in the room.

"Don't talk about that. Yu Xiaoling said, she stood up, walked to the end of the meditation bed, and leaned down to look at the green jar that was often used to hold her.

"Huh, where is my original body, completely dead?" Yu Xiaoling was taken aback, there was only clear well water in the tank, and nothing else.

She couldn't help but widen her eyes, ran back to the tea table again, and pulled Qingtan's sleeve: "Is it really dead? But the spiritual power I left behind can be raised for more than half a year!"

Probably talking about this matter, Qingtan eased up for three points, and he said, "I'll dispose of it separately." ”

"Dispose of it separately?" Yu Xiaoling wrinkled his face: "Did you bury it, cremate it, or put it back in Lianshi Lake?"

As she spoke, she suddenly became excited: "You're not going to stew it, are you?!"