This man ...... Absolutely unprovoked, if he is angry, it will definitely make life worse than death.

Realizing this, Hua Jincheng's hairs stood up in an instant, and she swallowed her saliva with some difficulty, and her black pupils showed a frightened light for the first time.

"Xiao Jin'er don't have to be afraid of me, I won't hurt you." As if he could see through her heart, the man reached out and slowly approached Hua Jincheng's face.

"It's really a disappointment, see you next time, Xiao Jin'er."

The man's movements froze, he approached Hua Jincheng, a light kiss landed on the corner of her lips, and then disappeared like a ghost.

Hua Jincheng blinked, her whole body stiffened and she didn't know how to react, if it weren't for the cold fragrance that still lingered on the tip of her nose, she almost thought she was dreaming.

"Miss Jincheng......" The little monk ran over quickly, "The abbot is invited." ”

Hua Jincheng blinked her eyes a few more times, raised her hand and touched the corner of her lips, I don't know why, she always felt that the place was warm, but when Li'er held her hand, she couldn't detect any heat, why could she actually feel the man's body temperature?

A series of strange things made Hua Jincheng temporarily leave behind the man's frivolity, "Little master, do you have a veil and a purple-clothed son here?" ”

The little monk thought for a moment, and then said, "There used to be, how did the girl know?" ”

Hua Jincheng just wanted to say that he had just seen it, and then he noticed the little monk's words, "Once?" ”

"Well, yes, that son is the abbot's junior brother, but three years ago, he passed away."

He passed away three years ago...... That's dead?

Hua Jincheng suddenly felt a chill down her spine, she rubbed her arms, then it wasn't, "Isn't there anyone else?" ”

"No, at least I haven't seen it, but Uncle Xiao is really beautiful, if he is still alive, he will only be eighteen this year, he is leading the practice, the abbot often says, those fox eyes are the disaster in the temple, there are many women, and the fat powder in the temple is a little heavier."

Eighteen years old, with hair cultivation, fox eyes, handsome and unparalleled!

Hua Jincheng's mind automatically extracted these words made her feel her teeth chatter, "Then, is there still a cold fragrance on him?" ”

"Huh? Girl, how do you know? Although I was still young at that time, I also remember that Uncle Xiao was so fragrant. The little monk glanced at Hua Jincheng suspiciously, and then said with some intoxication.

Hua Jincheng felt like she had fallen into an ice cave, so what did she see? Is there really such a coincidence in the world?

You can be reborn yourself, so there is such a thing as a ghost...... It's impossible not to happen.

Hua Jincheng felt that her mind was in a mess, her nose was full of the smell of cold incense, and she couldn't tell what kind of fragrance that fragrance it belonged to, like a floral fragrance, like a fruity fragrance, or like a woody fragrance, which was obviously a mixed taste, but it was surprisingly intoxicating.

"Miss Jincheng, the abbot is in the room, please come in."

The little monk stopped at the front of the steps.

"Thank you, little master." Hua Jincheng bowed slightly, and walked into the room.

As soon as her figure disappeared, a purple figure fluttered in, "Little nephew, the story is good." ”

"Amitabha, Uncle Junior, this is a lie." The little monk looked at the man beside him with some dissatisfaction, "But that girl is so bold, if it were me, she would definitely be scared to pee her pants." ”

"So you're not her." The man reached out and rubbed his bald head, "Give you a month to grow your hair, and let Uncle Shi come over and help him." ”

"Yes, Uncle Junior." The little monk nodded bitterly, touched his bald head and burst into tears.

……

Even if she lived again, when she returned to the place where she came from in her previous life, Hua Jincheng's heartbeat was still chaotic, and she looked at the monk sitting on the bright yellow futon, and her eyes suddenly became a little sour.

"Master."

Remorse, sorrow, hatred...... A lot of complicated thoughts are contained in these two words, if she believed in the abbot at the beginning, then would her fate be completely different from that of the Hua family?

"Amitabha, the donor shouldn't come."

Hua Jincheng's body trembled, she bit her lip, and for the first time that kind of chilling light appeared in her drooping pupils, "Since Jincheng shouldn't come, why should the master see it?" ”

"The donor's six roots are impure, and he has no relationship with my Buddha, and he has no relationship with my Buddha, and the Buddha crosses people, but he can't cross people if he doesn't cross."

"Jin Cheng, may I ask the master, what is the person who can't cross?" Hua Jincheng clenched his fists, and his cold voice was as cold as the wind of the cold winter moon.

"Evil is overflowing, and those who do not repent do not cross. Kill your brother and father, and those who fight in the same room will not cross. No fate, no crossing. ”

Hua Jincheng still lowered his eyes: "According to the master's reasoning, what kind of Jincheng does it belong to?" ”

The abbot recited a Buddha horn and said: "The benefactor's obsession is too deep, and the poor monk's Taoism is shallow, not that he can't cross, but that he can't cross, and he can't cross." ”

Hua Jincheng raised her eyes, but in an instant, the coldness between the lowered eyes all dissipated, as if she was smiling but not smiling, as if she was sleeping but not sleeping, the lazy reels were moving, she was slightly blessed, and her tone turned soft, "Jin Cheng is here to ask the master for a word." ”

The abbot was silent for a moment, he got up and tidied up his monk's clothes, turned to look at Hua Jincheng, and a compassionate smile appeared on his old face, "You have to be forgiving and forgiving, the sky has eyes, and my Buddha is merciful." ”

A touch of disappointment flashed on Hua Jincheng's face, and she owed it, "Jincheng is taught, thank you Abbot." ”

Hua Jincheng turned around and left the meditation room, she didn't argue with the abbot, because she didn't think it was necessary, she didn't know if the sky had eyes, and she didn't want to explore if my Buddha was merciful or not, she only knew that if someone offended me, she would be punished even if she was far away!

……

Li'er was waiting for Hua Jincheng in the hall with her burden a little anxiously, and she stood on tiptoe from time to time, for fear that her young lady would not see her.

"The girl is waiting for someone?" A strange man walked up to her and asked softly.

Li'er was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yes." ”

The man is not handsome, the hair is only a simple cloth belt, the cyan robe has been washed and faded a little color, it looks a little dull, from these points, his family background is not too good, and the man is very clean, in Li'er's impression, only the kind of scholar from a poor family is this kind of dress, not to mention that the man does hold a few books in his hands.

The man pondered for a moment before speaking, "Is it a girl that the girl is waiting for?" Slightly older than the girl, it's very extraordinary in her gestures. ”

"Yes, yes, how do you know?" Li'er's eyes lit up, and then her little face was a little anxious, "Childe has seen my young lady?" ”

"I did see a girl, she didn't seem to be in good health, such a hot day, probably heat stroke, just rest in the forest not far away." The scholar said with some hesitation, "It's just that I don't know if it's the girl who is waiting for." ”

Weak body, heat stroke, Miss is indeed like this.

Li'er chuckled in her heart, and she didn't care if she was kissed or not, so she grabbed the scholar's arm and walked out, "Childe, take me quickly." ”

"Okay, girl, watch your step."

The man said, the corners of his mouth curled slightly.