After a few people finished discussing, Meng Qingxuan thought of the previous agreement with Zeng's mansion, if he didn't give an explanation after missing the appointment for so many days, it was really unreasonable, Meng Qingxuan took Chen Mu to Zeng's mansion. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zeng Sizheng was anxious to turn around because he couldn't find anyone from the Meng family in the past few days, you must know that the gift a few years ago, many people above were interested in these vegetables and fruits, and they had sent people to ask a few times, but they went to Nanshan Village a few times but didn't find anyone, and suddenly saw Meng Qingxuan come to the door, Zeng Si grabbed him and was about to cry: "Qingxuan boy finally saw you." Where's your dad. ”

"I have procured, Qingxuan came here today to confess, those vegetables may not be available in a short time." Meng Qingxuan saw Zeng Si's face full of apologies, and in the final analysis, it was they who breached the contract first: "Qingyao had some accident, my father and I must take her out for medical treatment." ”

"Something happened to Miss Qingyao? What's going on. Zeng was shocked, but he also got in his heart, thought about it and said: "How could there be an accident, it's not serious." My lord still has some thin noodles in Renhetang, if there is an old gentleman Ren, I think Miss Meng will be fine. Meng Xiaozi wait a minute, I'll go and say to the master. ”

"Don't bother with the purchase." Meng Qingxuan saw that Zeng Si's expression was sincere and not fake, and hurriedly pulled the person back: "I have asked Old Man Ren to see it, but Qingyao is still unconscious, so Old Man Ren recommended a doctor, and my father and I are preparing to go to seek medical treatment." ”

"What a good accident happened?" Zeng Si thought of the quiet little girl who was rarely silent, and there was some pity in his words.

Meng Qingxuan downplayed the events of the Lantern Festival, and did not mention that it was specifically for himself, only that he had met a flower child. "Please also ask Zeng Cai and Master Zeng to confess their crimes, how much compensation is needed, my Meng family will definitely not shirk it."

"Let me and the eldest master go and talk to each other, Qingxuan boy will stay here for a while." Now it seems that the little girl will not get better for a while, and the Meng family must have no intention of cultivating those vegetables and fruits, and the eldest master is still in charge of such a big matter.

When Master Zeng heard what happened to the Meng family, he also sighed with emotion: "There are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people are in misfortune, you go to the treasury to get some medicinal materials for Meng Qingxuan to bring back, it is regarded as a piece of my Zeng Mansion's heart." ”

"The contract." Zeng Si cautiously glanced at the eldest master.

"You tell Meng Qingxuan, don't worry about the contract, just cure the little girl of the Meng family first, and discuss anything after they come back." Master Zeng pondered for a long time, thinking of Meng Qingxuan's vegetables that did not belong to this season planted without any help at a young age, thinking of the disdain at the beginning when giving gifts, and then bluntly pointed out the need for such a vegetable change, and decisively decided to wait for a long time, the icing on the cake is easy, and it is difficult to send charcoal in the snow, the liquidated damages are insignificant to the Zeng family, but it is a fatal blow to the Meng family, now give the Meng family one more way, maybe there will be unexpected gains in the future: "If the Meng family has any difficulties, they can help." ”

"Prepare before that." Originally, it was agreed with the Meng family that the normal supply would start after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and the Zeng family also made a series of preparations for this, but now that the Meng family has a problem, the Zeng family will also suffer certain losses.

"I know this, you go down and prepare." Master Zeng waved his hand, and returned Zeng Si with a puzzled expression, he still needed to make amends for the previous measures.

Facts have proved that Master Zeng's gamble is correct, and after the Meng family soared into the sky, he did not forget the Zeng family's actions today, and Master Zeng sighed more than once that he made a decision today, and he had no intention of inserting willows into the shade, and some things were indeed worth waiting for.

Meng Qingxuan was not very grateful to the Zeng family with the supplements given by the Zeng Mansion, and was already ready to compensate, but he didn't expect that the Zeng Mansion was magnificent, not only did he not hold them accountable, but he was also willing to give grace until Tuan Tuan recovered, and he was determined that he would only repay the Zeng family for today's actions in the future.

Early the next morning, Meng Yuan took Meng Qingyao and them on the road, not only Chen Mu but even Yuanyuan followed noisily, and the group headed straight to the north.

Along the way, several people worked non-stop in order to hurry up, and it took more than ten days to arrive. Everyone in the world knows that there is a Bodhi Temple on the top of Bodhi Mountain, but no one has ever seen it, the reason is that the mountain path to Bodhi Temple is surrounded by many formations, if there is no superb formation attainment or no acquaintance to lead the way, you will only get lost in the mountains and forests.

When he arrived at the foot of Bodhi Mountain, he couldn't drive a carriage, Meng Yuan carried Meng Qingyao behind him and took a few people to shuttle on Bodhi Mountain seemingly aimlessly, and when he was about to reach the top of the mountain, his steps slowed down, and he had to think for a long time every step, Chen Mu followed behind him and looked curiously at the top of the mountain shrouded in layers of white mist, and he couldn't see the so-called Bodhi Temple from him at all, and Chen Mu only felt that Meng Yuan was like a clueless fly in the forest, and there was no so-called law at all.

"Uncle Meng, there will be no way to go any further." Chen Mumu asked with a grim face.

"There is no road to Bodhi Temple." Meng Yuan carefully observed the canopy pointing, and found a new direction to move forward.

A few people didn't know how long they had walked, except for Yuanyuan, who still looked relaxed, and the others were more or less tired, and when the sky was almost dark, they saw a temple standing in front of them. The temple gate is rough, as if it were a wooden board nailed up at random, and there is not even a plaque on it, and no one would have imagined that this is the legendary Bodhi Temple.

Meng Yuan motioned for Meng Qingxuan to step forward and knock on the door, and soon a small novice ran out, looked a few people up and down before he folded his hands and asked, "Where did the donor come from, and what did you do when you came to this temple?" ”

Meng Yuan had been away from the Bodhi Temple for more than ten years, and suddenly he couldn't recognize the little novice in front of him, so he could only rely on his vague memory, frowning and asking, "Are you a quitter?" ”

"The little monk is an idiot, and he doesn't know the donor." Xiao Shami replied and raised his eyes to look at Meng Yuan: "Hey, Uncle Mingyuan." When Meng Yuan left, he was only five years old, and he had already begun to have memories, and he still had a deep impression of Uncle Mingyuan, the number one problem in the temple.

"Well, quit idiot, old man is here." Meng Yuan nodded and asked lightly.

Seeing Meng Yuan's cold expression, there was still impatience between his eyebrows, and he said a little timidly: "Uncle Mingyuan? ”

Meng Yuan glanced sideways at the idiot: "... ”

At this glance, he was so frightened that he slammed the door shut, and shouted as he ran: "Oh, Uncle Mingyuan is back, and it is Uncle Mingyuan who is back." ”

More than a dozen people poured out of the temple and all of them crowded to the door, one by one, standing by the door or climbing the wall and shouting in unison: "Uncle Mingyuan." ”

"The abbot also said two days ago that Uncle Yuan would come back recently, but I didn't expect to really come back."

Meng Yuan's brows furrowed, and he kicked the nearest monk impatiently: "Are they all itchy?" Don't roll in yet. ”

The monk who was kicked on the head looked sideways, and got up from the ground indifferently: "It's really Uncle Mingyuan." This strength hasn't changed at all. Qu Zhi hugged his bare head, hehe, smirked, "But this cold little uncle is really not used to seeing the little uncle who grows hair." ”

Meng Yuan also ignored this group of guys who seemed to be sick: "What about the old man." ”

"Amitabha, Uncle Mingyuan, the abbot is in the abbot's room, you can go there yourself." He was not afraid of Meng Yuan's cold eyes: "I'll take these two donors to the guest room to rest." ”

Meng Yuan carefully moved Meng Qingyao from his back to his arms, and walked towards the abbot's room with a familiar approach.

When Meng Yuan walked away, the monks who were standing in the distance suddenly surrounded them, and looked at Meng Qingxuan and Chen Mu in surprise.

"Amitabha, may I ask what is the relationship between the donor and Uncle Mingyuan." Quit Yan clasped his hands together and sang a promise, and asked curiously.

"He's my father." Meng Qingxuan moved his body a little uncomfortably.

"What, Daddy?" The onlookers exploded one after another, and they couldn't stop looking up and down: "Amitabha, Uncle Mingyuan actually broke the precepts." ”

"No, doesn't Uncle Mingyuan want the abbot to ordainate him so that he can really become a part of Bodhi Temple."

"Silly, I didn't see that it was Uncle Mingyuan who came back, and Uncle Mingyuan didn't have the mind to take the ordination."

"Amitabha, this time I can't say that the abbot wants to really drive Uncle Mingyuan out."

"Uncle Mingyuan has a pet again." A monk looked at the little monkey shrunk on Meng Qingxuan's shoulder: "It's still alive, this monkey's life is really big." ”

"Uncle Mingyuan even supports a child, let alone a monkey." Someone retorted.

"That's right, Uncle Mingyuan can actually support the child, and this child is also a big life."

The surrounding monks all lowered their heads and whispered, but the content of the conversation made Meng Qingxuan's face full of black lines.

Chen Mu listened to the discussions of the monks with relish, and had the heart to say a few words to them.

"Little donor, please come with me to the dormitory to rest." Seeing that those guys were getting more and more unseemly, he touched his big bald head, and retreated from the crowd that surrounded Meng Qingxuan and went to the room where Meng Yuan lived before.

Entering the temple, Meng Qingxuan found that the Bodhi Temple covers an extremely wide area, but there are not many rooms, only two or three rows of new or old rooms are erected there, and except for the dozen or so monks surrounding the door just now, I almost didn't see anyone along the way, and I don't know if it is the reason for the lack of people, the Bodhi Temple is not as good as other temples with peak incense, and there are only some strange-shaped stones in the courtyard, not even a little green can be seen, and it looks even a little desolate.

Jie Ji explained indifferently: "Bodhi Temple only accepts destined people, so no one is hand-fiddling with those flowers and plants, don't blame the donor." ”

"The master is polite." Of course, Meng Qingxuan didn't care about this, his mind was now full of whether the presiding abbot could save Tuan Tuan.

"But Uncle Mingyuan is really the donor's father?" Jie Yan asked in disbelief: "I didn't expect someone to stand Uncle Mingyuan." ”

“。。。” Meng Qingxuan's face darkened when he heard this, how strange it sounded, is his father terrible, he is obviously such a gentle person.

"Amitabha, don't blame the donor, the little monk has no other meaning." Quit anger clasped his hands together and bowed: "This squatter room is the room where Uncle Mingyuan once lived, please rest here, just find someone to talk to if you have anything, the little monk quit resentment." ”

"Thank you, Master of Anger." Meng Qingxuan replied.

He didn't say much, he had to rush to inform Uncle Mingchen, otherwise he wouldn't know what Uncle Mingyuan was making trouble with, but before leaving, he glanced at Chen Mu without a trace, and he couldn't say the feeling, and he always felt that this donor looked a little strange.

Meng Qingxuan took Chen Mu and Yuanyuan into the room, and it could be seen that this room was often cleaned, and it was clean without a trace of dust. Meng Qingxuan only felt that all this was very magical today, his father turned out to be the little uncle in the Bodhi Temple, could it be that his father used to be a monk, but how could he be with his mother, Meng Qingxuan only felt puzzled, and only hoped that his father would come back and tell him well.

Chen Mu has been weakening his sense of existence all the way, but he didn't expect the mysterious and powerful Bodhi Temple in the eyes of the world to be like this, and no one believed it. However, Meng Yuan actually has such a relationship with Bodhi Temple, interesting, really interesting.

The two of them were a little restrained in the temple, and they didn't talk much, just sat cross-legged and waited for Meng Yuan to come back. (To be continued.) )