Gao's frowning brows have not spread, and for some reason, there are some blockages, ominous feelings hovering in his heart. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Listening to Mama Cao's words, she nodded: "I only went to ask Master Wujing, let's go." As he spoke, he walked to the guest house next to him.

Chen Sanniang stood outside Wuji's meditation room, looking up at the Fangong hanging on the eaves, the mountain breeze caressed, and the sound of tinkling drifted to the mountain. She watched fixedly, but her ears were listening carefully to the conversation between the two outside the Zen Temple. Someone next to him followed.

As soon as the words fell, the two people outside the Zen courtyard raised their feet and walked into the distance. Suddenly, there was a creak of the door opening in the back.

Sanniang turned around and saw Wuji holding a Buddha bead in his hand, looking at him with a heavy face.

"What does the master think of me?" Sanniang smiled lightly, and touched her cheek as she spoke, her fair skin was no different from that of a woman of Jasper's age.

Wu Ji looked at Sanniang without the slightest smile on his face: "Why do you let people pretend to be monks in the temple?" He knew about Wujing, they were senior brothers, and each of them had their own karma to cultivate, he couldn't control Wujing, and he rarely asked him about it. Now that someone from the Zhuo family came to the door, after a few words, there was nothing he didn't understand.

Wujing is Wujing, no matter what he does, without his own permission, Wujing will definitely not transfer the monks in the temple at will.

The little monk who received Zhuo Siniang's son in the mouth of the talented Zhuo family must not be in Fanlin Temple.

"Oh, pretending to be Fan Lin Temple, how could it be. The master must have misunderstood. Sanniang looked at Wuji and smiled, and then looked at the place where Gao and Mama Cao left.

"Aren't those monks who went to pick up the fourth lady of the Zhuo family pretending to be from our temple?" said Wuji and took two steps forward, blocking in front of Sanniang watching. He was obviously talking about this very seriously, but the woman in front of him was laughing casually, as if she was joking.

It made him very angry.

Chen Sanniang fixed her eyes on Wu Ji, raised her eyebrows, and said with surprise: "Of course not! How could the master have such a ridiculous idea?"

Goji frowned, "Aren't those monks?" Could it be that he misunderstood?

"yes. Sanniang replied without hesitation, and then continued: "Who said that there can only be Fanlin Temple on this Fanlin Mountain? The one on the east mountain is not called Sanniang Temple? Who said that those novices must be pretending to be monks in your temple, can't they be monks from my Sanniang Temple?"

Sanniang was very surprised, and looked at Wuji with disbelief in her eyebrows: "Master, why do you think like that??"

Goji looked at the woman in front of him, pinched the beads' fingers tightly, and then looked up at the sky. There are layers of white clouds in the sky, and the birds in the mountains and forests next to them are melodious.

He had never seen such a brazen person.

Sanniang followed Wuji to look at Tian'er, then turned around, and looked at Wuji with a serious look on her face: "I still have important things, I have to go first." Farewell, handsome master. As he spoke, he bowed to Goje.

Usually, the people in the temple also make a salute, and there is no red dust and vulgar ceremony. Wu Ji retracted his gaze and looked at Sanniang's face expressionless.

Sanniang didn't feel that there was a problem, and after saluting, she brushed Wuji's shoulder and walked over. The fragrance of magnolia flowers on his body spread with the mountain wind, and the faint fragrance lingered on the tip of Wuji's nose. Goji frowned and didn't move.

Sanniang, who had already walked by, suddenly stopped, and turned to look at Wuji again: "That's right, master." ”

Wu Ji was not going to turn back, but when he heard the voice, he turned around and looked at Sanniang with a dark face. There are no words.

Sanniang's serious face suddenly smiled: "In the future, I will also be the host of Sanniang Temple, and I will be on an equal footing with the master." If the master treats me with disrespect, he is disrespectful to Sanniang Temple, and he is disrespectful to the Buddha. Without waiting for Goje's words, he turned around and left.

Goji had never seen a person's expression change so quickly, let alone anyone so shameless.

Looking at Sanniang's figure walking away, Goji turned around and went back to the house. Sit down on a futon in the Zen room and start twisting the beads. Twisting and twisting, suddenly opened his eyes, put the beads in his hand on the table, Goji got up and walked to the wooden fish in the house, and suddenly began to knock on the wooden fish.

When Sanniang walked to the side of the guest house, as she expected, Gao and Mama Cao were talking to Wujing.

Wujing also held the Buddha beads in his hand, twisting them one by one, slightly holding his eyes, listening to the words of Gao and Mama Cao.

"The old slave personally sent the four girls up the mountain that day, and it was also the master who welcomed her, right?" Mama Cao sat next to Gao, looked at Wujing and asked in a low voice.

Wujing twisted the Buddha beads in his hand, with a compassionate face, and then looked up at Mama Cao and shook his head: "No, everything is unfat." ”

The monks have always spoken amazingly, but those who listen well can probably understand it. At this time, Gao and Mama Cao listened to Wujing's words, but they were a little confused. What does this mean, is it taken or not?

"On that day, but the master picked up my fourth son?" Gao looked at Wujing and asked again. Ask carefully. The most taboo thing about talking to these enlightened monks is that they can't understand what others are saying, and many times in the past, Gao would pretend to understand, but at this time, the stakes are so high, she can't pretend.

Wujing paused, looked at Gao, watched quietly, shook his head, and then nodded again.

Mama Cao, who has lived for most of her life, who has been sitting on the side, looks a little uneasy.

"Master, what do you mean by this?" Gao asked again as he looked at Wujing. Have you seen it or not?

"I've seen it, but it's not a greeting. Wujing said gently and slowly, looking at Gao's face, his face was light and light. But my heart is cold. At this moment, his head is also hanging from the waistband of his trousers, what else can he do?

"What do you mean?" Gao Shi was a little blown up, but he held back his emotions and asked again.

"Nature is literal. Wujing spoke slowly, looking very leisurely, not in a hurry at all.

It's just that Gao and Mama Cao are anxious like this.

Gao sighed heavily, looked at Wuji and said, "Master take me directly to Si'er." "No matter what happened here in Fan Lin Temple, she just wanted to see Zhuo Yijia quickly and take her back at this time.

"How do I know?" Wujing's face showed slight surprise, and it didn't seem to be fake in Gao's eyes.

Gao and Mama Cao frowned at the same time.

"Didn't the master take people into the mountains?" Gao Shi looked at Wujing and raised his eyebrows, and his voice raised unconsciously.

"Oh...... So that's what you think...... "Wujing gently put the Buddha beads in his hand on his crossed legs, looked at Gao's face with thunderous compassion, and slowly spoke: "The poor monk that day was just collecting firewood in the mountains and forests. I heard the sound of the mountain, so I went down the mountain to take a look, and happened to meet the little donor. ”