Wu Ji's body shook as he sat still, and the speed of counting the beads in his hand slowed down, and then he opened his eyes and looked at Chen Sanniang, suppressing the obscure emotions in his eyes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

No one knows how old Wuji is, but when this Fan Lin Temple was there, this Wuji was there. It took a long time for Fanlin Temple to be built.

Sanniang suspected that it was probably the rule of the temple to pass on the number. When presiding, you have to change the Dharma name to Wuji.

Otherwise, Wuji, who was sitting in front of him, although there were some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, his delicate facial features did not look bigger than Sanniang. So Sanniang became more and more unscrupulous.

"What does the master think of me?" Sanniang sat upright, put her hands between her hips in a proper manner, and looked at Wuji with doubts in her eyes, "Is my posture very frivolous?"

Wu Ji maintained his usual compassionate face and glanced at Chen Sanniang, "Donor, please come back." After that, he closed his eyes and began to count the Buddha beads quietly.

"Your request is rude, and I refuse. Chen Sanniang sat opposite Wuji and shook her head solemnly.

Wuji suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Chen Sanniang with a dark face.

Those who came to Fanlin Temple to find him were all respectful and courteous. Even when the first queen was extremely angry, she never treated him badly. How had he ever seen such a scoundrel and a mischievous person?

"People who come to this temple have something to ask for, since the donor has nothing to ask for, I hope to leave early, don't be embarrassed by the old body. Wuji looked at Chen Sanniang, and his words were less compassionate and gentle than usual.

He rarely claims to be an old man, and this opening, if you are in the temple and have a little eyesight, you will know that he is a little stunned at this time.

But Sanniang caught this word, looked at Wuji and raised her eyebrows, "Old body, the master is not old at all." The skin is fine and tender, and the skin is good. As he spoke, he touched the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and looked self-pitying, "Hey, speaking of which, the master is probably not as old as me." ”

Sanniang was originally a person in the Red Mansion, although she had never received guests, but the perennial infection made her charm and charm between her gestures. But she doesn't think that what she does is a school of rules.

Wuji pressed Sanniang with a dark face, and put down the Buddhist beads in his hand, "Do you know that this is the holy land of Buddhism?"

"Nature knows. Seeing Wuji's face darkened, Chen Sanniang also followed and put down the hand that touched the corner of his eye.

"Now that you know, the donor should restrain his words and deeds. Goji eased the gloom in his heart, and his voice was as gentle as usual.

"I feel like I've been pretty restrained. Saying that, Sanniang looked at Wuji and smiled: "I only know that the holy land of Buddhism should be sincere and courteous, but I do sincerely think that the master is very handsome, and he has never been frivolous." Could it be that the holy land of Buddhism can't let people tell the truth? ”

When Wuji looked at Chen Sanniang again, he was a little speechless for a while.

"Well, I know that Master doesn't like me. Saying that, Chen Sanniang stood up, looked at Wuji and smiled, took out a stack of cloth from his arms, and put it on the table, "This was originally my intention to bring and prepare to ask Master for help, but now that Master doesn't help, it's useless for me to keep it." Then give it to Master. ”

Wuji looked at Chen Sanniang, who got up and was about to leave, and breathed a sigh of relief, and then frowned when he saw the neatly folded cloth on the table: "Since the poor monk has never helped, how can he accept this thing." As he spoke, he pushed the cloth in front of Chen Sanniang.

Chen Sanniang looked at Wuji poking his head at the sixth, and shook his head with a smile, "If the master doesn't like it, just throw it away." He turned and walked away.

This is a Buddhist scripture that she carefully copied by herself, Wuji doesn't want it, and it's useless for her to take it.

The little novice outside saw the female benefactor in the meditation room come out, and hurriedly stepped forward to make a gesture.

Beisheng, who was waiting on the side, saw Sanniang come out and glanced at her inexplicably. Then he followed her and walked out of the temple.

In the meditation room, Goji sat on a futon and looked at the cloth on the table. He grew up with the master of Yunyou, and he has never been close to a woman in this Fanlin Temple, nor has he ever seen such a frivolous pilgrim.

Thinking of summoning the little novice outside, he came in and took the cloth on the case and threw it away.

The little novice answered, took the cloth and turned around. The cloth was shaken open, revealing the neat handwriting inside.

Xiao Shami looked at the words on it, such a good scripture, why did the master throw it away, thinking about turning around, he hesitated a little, "Master, this scripture is very well copied, why should you throw it away." ”

Wu Ji looked at the cloth in Xiao Shami's hand, she was such a frivolous person, and he didn't forget the Buddhist scriptures at all about what she gave.

At this time, I couldn't help frowning, how can this be thrown, the scriptures sent by everyone are good to be collected in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Even if it's not good, you have to stay with him and wait for the spring to be burned to the Buddha.

Wu Ji looked at the Buddhist scriptures in Xiao Shami's hand, put the Buddhist beads in his hand on the table, and felt a little irritable, "Then put it in the cabinet where I put the scriptures." ”

Xiao Shami looked at the cloth in his hand, nodded hesitantly, and walked to the cabinet in the meditation room to put it away. I didn't ask the doubts in my heart, shouldn't such a good scripture be sent to the library pavilion? What a pity to put it here, it burned in the spring.

Seeing that Xiao Shami put the cloth away, Goji turned his head, looked out of the open door of the meditation room, and said leisurely, "In the future, this donor will come again and turn her away." Don't put it in the temple. ”

Xiao Shami was stunned for a moment, watched Goji open his mouth, and nodded obediently in response.

This is the first time that Fan Lin Temple has pointed out that it will not accept a certain pilgrim. But it seems that the female benefactor is not a bad person. Little Shami thought, and with a puzzled look, he turned and walked out.

Wuji looked at the figure of the little novice turned out, sighed for a long time, brushed away the irritability in his heart, and then picked up the Buddha beads on the table and continued to twist them.

In winter, Fanlin Mountain is cold and frozen, but there are still many people who come to incense. After Chen Sanniang and Beisheng came out, they copied the path on the mountain and walked down the mountain on the other side.

There was a person squatting on the side of the mountain, and when he saw Sanniang and the two approaching, he got up and stood still, and saluted Chen Sanniang, "Subordinate Luo Yan, I have seen the landlord." ”

In addition to Bei Liang and Zhihua, Zhuo Yijia's three subordinates, Sanniang, Yan Ruyi and Chun'er, all have their own honorific titles. Sanniang is the owner of Manchun Building, Yan Ruyi is the shopkeeper, and Chun'er is Mr.

Chen Sanniang approached and nodded, "What's the situation over there in Zhuo Mansion." ”

"Zhihua explained, let me come directly to Sanniang. Luo Yan replied to Chen Sanniang.

In the Zhuo family, except for the paintings, books and pianos, no one knows the identity of Zhuo Yijia. I just thought that the orders all along were the orders of the Zhuo family's secret guard leader, Zhihua.

This is also what Zhuo Yijia means, now she lives in Zhuo Mansion, and the fewer people in the mansion know her identity, the better.

"What about faith?"

Luo Yan took out a sealed letter from his arms, "Here." As he spoke, he handed it to Chen Sanniang.