"The vegetarian cake will be exempted, sue the monk in charge here, the big maid in my house has been lost in the temple." Old Lady Jin's voice was full of disdain, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly. Linglong glanced at her, it's over, just your words, Fang Cai's incense money was given in vain.

Before Mrs. Jin finished speaking, Linglong walked out, lifted the curtain, and said to the monk: "Master Lao has sent a cake over, please ask the master to thank Master Zhijue on his behalf, and grandmother will bring this plain cake back to the house and enshrine it in front of the Bodhisattva." ”

The monk originally had a little displeasure on his face, but when he heard this, his face calmed down, put his hands together, saluted Linglong, and said: "It turns out that the maid of your mansion is missing, please ask the young lady to send a few people to identify with the little monk." ”

Linglong was overjoyed when he heard this, this monk is not very old, and he is so safe in doing things. Although Lixiang is a room, but the dress is not worse than that of ordinary young ladies, this monk in order to be proper, when he first came, he didn't say a word, until Mrs. Jin said that she lost her maid, and Linglong came out to thank her, so he let him recognize people.

Linglong hurriedly asked Lixiang's other maid, Qinglan, and a few mothers-in-law to follow the monk, and then she turned around and went back to the house with the vegetarian cake.

Seeing her come in, Mrs. Jin's brows furrowed into the word "Sichuan", and the boss said unhappily: "The five girls are really promising, take what my old woman said as a deaf ear, I don't know, our Jin family can't even afford to eat plate cakes." ”

Linglong was outside, and the monk lowered his voice to speak, Mrs. Jin was old, and her hearing was not as good as before, so she didn't know about Fang Cai.

Linglong was not annoyed, and put the plate of vegetarian cakes on the kang table beside Mrs. Jin, the vegetarian cakes were ordinary dough cakes, and they were obviously not willing to put oil when they baked the cakes, the cakes were white and dry, and there was no oil at all. Mrs. Jin glanced at it with disgust, and felt even more distressed about the two hundred taels of sesame oil money.

Let's not say that the Jin family's house is not really separated, even Mrs. Jin's own private money is at least tens of thousands of taels, just such a rich old lady donated 200 taels of sesame oil money. She was still distressed.

Rich people have such character!

Seeing Mrs. Jin's disdainful little eyes, Linglong decided to do a good deed every day, lest Mrs. Jin feel sorry for the two hundred taels and deduct her monthly silver.

Miss Jin Wu except for the 100,000 taels of private money in the bank. There are also thousands of taels of silver tickets in the makeup box, but if anyone dares to deduct her monthly money of ten taels per month, Miss Jin Wu is so distressed that she can fight hard!

Rich people have such character.

"Grandmother, the monk who came just now has a robe made of twill crepe. The granddaughter remembered that last year, the eldest aunt sent a horse to her grandmother, saying that it was rewarded by the noble master in the palace. ”

Mrs. Jin's face changed when she heard this, and she looked at the plate of vegetarian cakes again, but her eyes had changed at this time, she was amiable and happy. "This is sent by Master Zhijue, Amitabha, you go and catch up, just say that I want to thank Master Zhijue in person."

The style of painting has changed too quickly, Linglong said. She's used to it. "That master has long been far away, he came to let us recognize people, and the granddaughter has already made her own decision and let people go with her."

Only then did Mrs. Jin understand what was going on, and she was a little displeased, but her tone was very gentle: "You girl, why don't you say it, Master Zhijue is so particular, we should go over in person." “

You old man really dare to think that forty or fifty women dressed in red and green hula surrounded a bald monk in the middle. Hehe, this scene is a bit of a bad taste.

After a while, the young monk from before came back with the servant woman of the Jin family, but Lixiang and Qingye were directly carried to the Jin family's carriage. Didn't come to the dormitory.

It turned out that the master and servant walked along the peach blossom forest, Lixiang was tripped and fell to the bottom of the hillside, and the personnel were unknown, and Qingye was looking for the master.

Mrs. Jin greeted her with a smile and asked the monk to convey her admiration for Master Zhijue. The monk said, "May I ask Miss Jin Wu to come out with the old lady?" “

Mrs. Jin was stunned, why did she ask the five girls?

She said, "May I ask the little master what's the matter?" “

The monk said: "The little monk is fine, it is my master who asked the little monk to tell on his behalf, if Miss Jin Wu is also here, then please ask Mrs. Jin to take her with you, my master wants to see Miss Jin Wu." “

Although Linglong has not yet reached the end of time, she is a beautiful girl, there is a difference between men and women, even if she is an elder, not her own family, she can't say that she can see her.

But Master Zhijue is different, he is a monk, and the monk has long been beyond the suspicion of men and women.

Mrs. Jin was flattered, what a good day it was today, to be able to meet such a noble and sacred figure as Master Zhijue.

He didn't bring many servants, but was accompanied by Jin Xian, and the three of them followed the young monk and walked along the bluestone-paved path to the depths of the temple.

They had been to Yongji Temple before, but they didn't know that there was a cave in the depths of Yongji Temple. Turning a hill, a small stream was like a harp, and a few white cranes were pacing peacefully by the stream, and they were not alarmed when they saw someone coming.

Shaded by the green trees by the stream, a few peach blossoms poking out of the branches, and a gray-clothed monk sat in the octagonal pavilion.

There was a chessboard in front of the monk, and there was an unused cup of tea opposite him, and it was clear that there was another person here.

"Master, Mrs. Jin and Miss Jin Wu are here." The young monk was respectful.

Only then did Master Zhijue take his eyes off the remnants of the chess pieces and look at the two people outside the pavilion.

Mrs. Jin and Linglong gave blessings, and Mrs. Jin laughed and said: "The maids in the women's mansion are lost, thanks to the master's rescue, not only their creation, but also the creation of our Jin family." ”

Linglong peeked over, this master of wisdom was actually an extremely clear figure. Gentle temperament, Lang Lang demeanor blurred his age, and the bright head was more like a pearl.

Linglong swallowed her saliva hard, she had lived for two lifetimes, and the best-looking man she had ever seen was the monk in front of her!

Suddenly, a face appeared in her mind, a face that was somewhat similar to the person in front of her, but less mature.

The beautiful scenery is beside you, and the beauty is in front of you, how can you think of the bad guys like the Twelve Princes!

Linglong gathered his mind, and secretly looked at this master of wisdom again, the Buddha in front of him was dignified and quiet, he should no longer be young, but the deposition of the years made him like a beautiful jade, moisturizing and beautiful.

Such a person, such a background, how could he give up thousands of feet of red dust, in this temple, a chess and a tea, a green light ancient Buddha.

Linglong shook her head, feeling sorry for the beauty, but unfortunately, she was really full.

Seeing her shake her head, Master Zhijue was slightly stunned, this little girl stared at me, is there something wrong with this master?

Master Zhijue knew that he was a little male god from the day he could remember, and the little male god grew into a big male god, and then became a monk of Zhilan Yushu, and his daffodil temperament was also developed, in addition to narcissism, he was still narcissistic.

Whether it is a little girl, a big girl or an old girl, they will secretly look at him, but like this little girl, swallowing saliva while watching, shaking her head while swallowing saliva, he still encounters it for the first time.

What kind of vision is this, boy!

One by one, one by one

(To be continued.) )