082 Guru Lotus (2)

It was early summer when he went home with her, and it was the time when the crabs were at their fattest, and the snowflake crab bucket was quickly made, and she ate two, and the great-grandmother took the plate away, and the crabs were cold, and the great-grandmother never allowed her to eat more.

She looked at her great-grandmother with a blank eye, trying to resist the urge to pick up the crab bucket she had eaten and lick it again, she had never eaten such a delicious snowflake crab bucket.

But the great-grandmother did not look at her, but at him, and asked, "What is your name?" ”

He was stunned, and then smiled lightly, "Liansheng, my name is Liansheng-"

"Liansheng-" Qiu Xiyin's lips squirmed, but he didn't make a sound, staring at him with a tingling in his eyes, the brother Liansheng who would make her the best snowflake crab bucket in the world was now called Master Liansheng.

Xu is her gaze was too hot, Lian Sheng, who was staring at the chessboard and thinking, turned his head to look at her, and the moment he saw her, his calm eyes burst out with the brilliance of extreme surprise.

He jerked to his feet, his wide robe knocking over the chessboard, but he didn't even notice it.

"Master Rinpoche?"

Ning Shenzhi's puzzled voice sounded, and Lian Sheng's footsteps that had just been raised suddenly stopped, and because of the excessive force, he staggered for a moment before standing firmly.

When he stood firm again, his bright eyes had been tightly blocked by his trembling eyelashes, and the excited look on his face also calmed down, his hands were folded, and he muttered, "Amitabha, little lady is fine."

In his previous life, he met the enemy again on the way to leave her to take the exam in Beijing, and he was disfigured, his right hand was broken, and his throat was poisonous.

Later, Xie Tanwei visited famous doctors all over the world, but he only healed his throat so that he could speak, but the scars on his right hand and his face could not be recovered.

Qiu Xiyin's eyes froze suddenly, there was no long scar on his face that stretched from his left eyebrow bone to his chin in his previous life, and the birthmark of the budding lotus flower in the center of his eyebrows was still blooming in the center of his eyebrows, not being brutally dug up, leaving only a deep pit the size of a quail egg, which was shocking at a glance.

It's different, Qiu Xiyin once again clearly realized that many things are different in this life, and at this moment, she looked at Liansheng's face as smooth as snow, and she was extremely glad that it was different.

Liansheng moved uneasily, but fortunately his gray monk's robe was very wide, but it was not very obvious.

Xie Tan walked up to him in surprise, looked at him and then at Qiu Xiyin, "You know Yinyin?" ”

Liansheng spat out quietly and nodded, "A few years ago, the poor monk was in great trouble, and thanks to the rescue of the Qiu girl, he was able to pick up a life and come back."

Xie Tanwei naturally knew about Liansheng's "big disaster", but he didn't know that it was Qiu Xiyin who saved him, so he couldn't help laughing, "That's really a coincidence, Yinyin, don't stand stupidly, come here, my uncle will teach you to play chess."

Qiu Xiyin blinked, trying her best to imitate the posture of an eight-year-old girl when she encountered this situation, and said in surprise, "Brother Liansheng, didn't you come to the capital to take the top prize?" How did you do a monk? ”

Liansheng smiled bitterly, he raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch her hairband hanging next to the little mustache, as he had done countless times before, however, in the end, he just folded his hands again and shouted the Buddha's name in a low voice, "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, relieve my suffering, clear my eyes, and enlighten my heart."

Qiu Xiyin, "......"

Although compared with disfigurement and amputated hands, becoming a monk or something is completely tolerable, but this answer is to bully her that she is still young, don't you understand that he is fooling her?

Xie Tan snorted slightly, "What he means is that he met the enemy on the way from Jiangnan to the capital to take the exam, and wanted to poison his throat, and also wanted to ruin his appearance and cut off his right hand."

Fortunately, a ranger passed by to save him and sent him all the way to the capital.

He came all the way, after several lives and deaths, but he suddenly had an epiphany, and he was ordained a monk in Xiaoxiangguo Temple, Yinyin, come, tell my little uncle, how did you save him? ”

Qiu Xiyin shook his head, "It's not me, it's my great-grandmother, at that time he was covered in injuries and was about to die, so I begged my great-grandmother to take him back to treat his injuries, and my great-grandmother agreed."

Xie Tan snorted slightly, and glanced at Lian Sheng up and down, "No wonder people always say that you have a thin life, a thin life, how many people want your life?" ”

Liansheng clasped his hands together again and leaned over slightly, "Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate."

Qiu Xiyin looked at his pious and pious appearance, suddenly became narrow-minded, looked at him seriously, and pretended to be very admiring and said, "Brother Liansheng, I didn't expect you to look so good even after you shaved your head!" ”

Thinking about it, he said, "When you didn't shave your head, you were the first beautiful man in Jiangnan, and after you shaved your head, you were the first beautiful bald man in Daxiao!" ”

Liansheng's bald head immediately turned into the same color as the birthmark on his eyebrows at a speed visible to the naked eye, Xie Tan laughed slightly, and reached out to touch Liansheng's hot bald head, because Liansheng hung his head, he touched it very well.

So, he touched it again, "Da Xiao's first bald head, ha, this bald head not only looks good, but also feels good, Yinyin, you can try it too!" ”

Qiu Xiyin ran towards Liansheng with excitement and shouted, "Okay, I'll come too, I'll come too, Brother Liansheng, if you lower your head a little more, I won't be able to reach it!" ”

Lotus Sheng, "......"

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At noon, everyone who went to see the sunrise came back, except for Feng Zhinan, no one else, Liansheng didn't see it, including the Miao brothers and sisters.

Feng Zhinan looked Liansheng up and down, and only asked one sentence, "You really don't kill anymore?" ”

Feng Zhinan's words are real and direct, but there is a peculiar charm that makes it difficult for people to deceive her, such as Liansheng at this time, he hung his head together, hesitated for a long time, and finally sighed in a deep voice, "The poor monk doesn't know."

Feng Zhinan nodded, "That's good."

Combined with her excessive curiosity about the snowflake crab bucket yesterday, Qiu Xiyin was very suspicious that her sentence "That's good" actually didn't have much superfluous meaning, just to express her satisfaction that he might still kill and be more likely to do snowflake crab buckets with a little blood.

But hearing such a sentence in Liansheng's ears, it obviously made him very confused, he looked at Feng Zhinan in confusion, and then went to see Ning Shenzhi, but he didn't ask anything, only said in a low voice, "Amitabha".

At noon, Liansheng made a table of vegetarian food by herself, although there was no Qiu Xiyin's favorite snowflake crab bucket, but the dishes were all her favorites.

When she was young, she was weak, she took medicine all the year round, and she couldn't eat too much meat and greasy things, so Liansheng tried her best to make patterns of those bland vegetarian dishes, so that she could eat a few more bites.

At that time, she was not very sensible, but she was very amazed that the genius was really a talent, and even the cooking was better than others.

For example, how determined did he, a scholar who had been taught "gentleman cook far away" since childhood, persuade himself to go into the kitchen and pick up a spatula.

For example, how many attempts did he go through to make such a delicious meal, and how much effort did it take?

For example, under his cold surface, what kind of mood did she have to make such a table of vegetarian food she liked?