In the meditation hall, under the gaze of the old monk and Li Zhifeng, Shan Zhuokun sat up at the table, staring straight at the word 'love' on the table, thinking secretly in his heart.

If you look at it according to this word, the lord of Chanji should be in the Fayu Temple now, but why is this old monk another kind of rhetoric, what mystery is hidden in this?

Forget it, anyway, give him a try first.

Thinking of this, Shan Zhuokun slapped the table and said in a bluff:

"There it is."

"Got it? What's up? Disciple, can you make it clearer? Li Zhifeng couldn't wait.

Shan Zhuokun raised his head and glanced at the old monk inquiringly. Picked up the cup casually, lowered his head and drank tea slowly.

"This donor, if there is a solution, but it is okay."

The old monk saw that Shan Zhuokun refused to speak, so he also smiled and said, his attitude was still extremely calm and calm.

Shan Zhuokun smiled secretly in his heart, this old monk's acting skills are really high enough, if he is placed in the entertainment industry, he will definitely have to award the best acting award.

"Master, you just said that as long as I test correctly, no matter what request I make, you will agree, right?"

Shan Zhuokun glanced at Li Zhifeng and asked with a smile.

Sassy girl, you can watch from the sidelines, and see how my brother tore off this fox's mask.

"That's right." The old monk nodded and said, "The monks don't speak. ”

"Okay, then I'll talk about it." Shan Zhuokun put the cup on the table, pointed to the word with his right hand, and said thoughtfully, "The left side of the love word is the heart, which represents the fulfillment of all wishes, and the right side is a green character, which means youth." If I'm not mistaken, the reason why this Chanji county lord came to Fayu Temple and didn't want to see anyone again was related to her crush. I don't know, am I right? ”

When Shan Zhuokun said this, he raised his head and looked at the old monk with a sincere face.

"This ......," the old monk couldn't help but be a little speechless.

A look of shame appeared on his face, and he quickly lowered his head, refusing to meet Shan Zhuokun's gaze again.

After being a monk for so many years, he has long been accustomed to helping all sentient beings through the hardships in his heart. If it weren't for the unavoidable hardship in this matter, how could he not tell him directly.

Shan Zhuokun saw that the old monk was a little weak-hearted, so he stood up, bowed, and said sincerely:

"Master, even if you don't say it, I know that you must have a last resort. But since this matter is explained by the emperor, please help. ”

The old monk hesitated for a moment, and said with difficulty: "As a monk, you originally had compassion in mind, since you have come all the way from Chang'an, if the poor monk turns a deaf ear, it will look cold. It's just that I don't know what this Chan Ji county lord thinks. ”

"Oh?"

Shan Zhuokun and Li Zhifeng were very happy when they saw the old monk agreeing to their request just now. At this moment, seeing the other party's words, he invariably showed a surprised expression.

The old monk sighed, shook his head and said:

"Alas, speaking of which, this Lord Chanji is really a miserable person. She and General Nazishu were originally a pair of lovers made in heaven, but unfortunately they had a bad fate, and they could only be separated after all. ”

Soon, as the old monk told intermittently, Shan Zhuokun and Li Zhifeng learned the whole process of Canji's coming to Fayu Temple.

It turned out that three years ago, after Chan Ji left Chang'an, she had traveled to many places, but no matter where she was, there was no news of Zishu Jiangyuan. Or maybe she is really Buddha-like, and finally came to Putuo Mountain.

Chan Ji originally planned to take a break here, but she didn't expect that due to the previous toss, she was infected with a disease, and she fainted on the ground when she walked to the gate of Fayu Temple, unconscious.

Fortunately, the old monk went out to collect medicine, and when he returned to the temple at night, he saw her at the door, and he was saved.

In the meditation hall, the old monk sat opposite each other with Shan Zhuokun and Li Zhifeng, and when he said this, his voice couldn't help but sigh. Shan Zhuokun suddenly heard a slight sob, turned his head sideways in surprise, and saw Li Zhifeng's eyes red at this time, with big tears in his eyes.

Alas, I can't imagine that this sassy girl is so sentimental, and it is really 'water and fire'.

After the canji benefactor woke up, the poor monk originally wanted to ask a man for her to take care of her body. But she said that she would not say anything, there was no way, and she had to fulfill her wish, just to find some common herbs from the mountains. However, it is also blessed by the Buddha, her body is really getting better day by day, and now she has fully recovered. ”

When the old monk said this, his voice suddenly became much brighter again. Obviously, he had withdrawn from the heavy heart he had just had.

"Master, then since the Lord Chan Ji is in the temple, do you want to deny it?" Shan Zhuokun asked puzzled.

When the old monk heard this, his eyes became dim again, and he shook his head helplessly and said:

"The donor doesn't know, it's not that the poor monk has to do this, but that the canji donor has something to say first, and he doesn't see anyone. Otherwise, she will leave without saying goodbye. Although the county lord of Chanji said that he was strong in martial arts, he was only a weak woman after all, how could the poor monk bear to let her be lonely and wandering around. ”

It turned out that this was the case, with the words of the old monk, the original doubts and complaints in Shan Zhuokun's heart suddenly disappeared without a trace. In its place, there is an indescribable warmth.

He stood up, saluted the old monk respectfully, and then said with a smile:

"Master, I blamed you wrongly before, and I will compensate you for it. However, don't worry, a person like me who can speak well usually only talks about the dead alive, and has never been hated when he is so big. So, you can take us over to meet with Lord Chanhime. Rest assured, she will never complain. ”

Although the old monk already had some trust in Shan Zhuokun after the matter of measuring the characters, he still had some concerns because this matter involved the feelings of the county lord of Chanji.

After a moment of silence, he moved his gaze to Li Zhifeng.

Li Zhifeng suddenly understood in his heart, and said with a smile: "Master, you don't know how annoying this disciple is. However, his mind is spinning very quickly, and I don't think Lord Chanji will get bored. ”

The old monk hesitated for a moment, but finally made up his mind, got up and said:

"Since you two are so earnest, then the poor monk will make an exception and take you to the backyard to meet you. However, you must remember not to annoy Lord Chanhime. ”

"Don't worry." Shan Zhuokun swore and said, "Master, you can put ten thousand hearts." Lord Chan Ji will not only not be annoyed, but will also be very happy. ”

After that, he squeezed his eyes at Li Zhifeng again, signaling that the other party's show was about to appear.

Li Zhifeng smiled slightly, stood up, and followed the old monk with Shan Zhuokun to Canji's residence in the backyard.