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Visitors from afar, welcome......

Everyone was stunned and looked at each other.

What this old monk is saying, how can they not understand.

Who is the visitor?

All the people present showed a look of surprise, and were confused by Master Puhui's words.

Only Song Qingyuan, his face turned pale in an instant, his legs and feet were weak, and he almost didn't stand still.

Fortunately, she finally used her perseverance to stabilize herself and restrain the panic in her heart.

The pale face smiled up, and he flicked it slightly at Master Puhui, and said, "The master came from afar, and Yuan'er failed to greet him in time, I hope the master will forgive me." ”

Song Qingyuan tried to confuse the meaning of Master Puhui's words.

Although the turn is a little abrupt, it is better than sitting still, letting go, conniving, and conjecturing.

"Haha! Ha ha! ”

After hearing this, Master Puhui laughed out loud, and did not argue with Song Qingyuan, as if he acquiesced in Song Qingyuan's cleverness.

His eyes, which seemed to be able to see all the filth in the world, flashed with interest, and he asked, "Donor, how can you be sure that it is the old man?" ”

Master Pratt & Whitney remembered that they had just arrived and did not reveal their identities to anyone.

Song Qingyuan pulled the corners of his mouth and raised his head suddenly, his dark eyes were met by a pair of eyes full of kindness.

For a moment, the panic, fear, anxiety, and nervousness in Song Qingyuan's heart seemed to have all disappeared.

The body of this old monk seems to exude the light of Buddha.

And her whole person, bathed in the light of the Buddha's light, her soul was washed, away from the hustle and bustle of the world, and the whole person exuded a calm and peaceful atmosphere from the inside out.

What a master!

Song Qingyuan rose up with admiration and said respectfully, "Yuan'er has admired the name of the master for a long time, but he has no chance to meet. ”

"The moment I saw the master just now, I only felt that the whole person was sublimated."

"Yuan'er thinks, this is what a monk should be like this!"

"Haha! Ha ha! ”

Master Pratt & Whitney laughed again, loud and powerful.

"Song Nongnu really has a blue heart and has a vision! Have an eye! ”

Master Puhui did not hesitate to praise him, obviously Song Qingyuan's sycophant, he was very cool to shoot.

Hearing this, Song Qingyuan also laughed, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it seems that this great monk has no ill will towards her.

"The master is tired of traveling, please inside!"

Song Qingyuan took two steps back and gave way to the main entrance of the post station.

At this time, Yi Cheng immediately took two steps forward and respectfully invited Master Puhui and others to enter the post station, followed by Song Qingyuan and others.

"Yuan'er, it turns out that this is Master Puhui......"

Song Qingmo came to Song Qingyuan's side and whispered, "It looks different from what I imagined!" ”

In Song Qingmo's imagination, the master should be a solemn, majestic, unsmiling, and even a somewhat stereotypical person.

But this old monk is obviously lively and tight, laughs loudly, is very clear and thorough, and is also very infectious, which makes people feel close at a glance.

"The personalities of people are different from each other, and the personalities of the enlightened monks are also different from those of the enlightened monks."

Song Qingyuan summed it up in a word.

"Oh!"

Song Qingmo nodded as if she understood, "You're right!" ”

But...... No matter what the character of this old monk is, Song Qingmo likes him a lot.

Because there is no calculation of this old monk, how can the imperial court build a temple, the imperial court does not build a temple, and how can the Song family get the merit of sacrificing the mountain.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that this old monk is a noble member of the Song family.

Of course, the premise is that Song Qingmo doesn't know that all this is Xiao Jingduo's handiwork.

Inside the inn living room.

Xiao Jingduo and Master Puhui sat at the round table, everyone wanted to get closer, but they hesitated to move forward considering Xiao Jingduo's presence.

When it was Master Puhui, he spoke to Song Qingyuan first, so that Song Qingyuan, who wanted to leave silently, had to stay and chat.

Master Puhui looked at Song Qingyuan and said with a smile, "Song Nongnu's heavenly court is full, and she is a blessed person at first glance, just looking at her face, she is surprisingly compatible with Marquis Xiao." ”

Song Qingyuan "......"

Secretly glancing at Xiao Jingduo, the corners of Song Qingyuan's mouth twitched, revealing a polite smile, which is commonly known as a fake smile.

"The master will meet too?"

"I know a little bit about fur! I know a little bit about fur! The old monk waved his hand indifferently.

Got a little bit of it?

Song Qingyuan didn't know whether the slight understanding in Master Puhui's mouth was true or false.

Or maybe you can figure something out, or you still know something.

"The master is too modest......"

As he spoke, the officials of Huai'an Mansion had already heard the news and rushed to visit the legendary master.

Seeing this, Song Qingyuan hurriedly got up and gave way to everyone, and then followed Song Qingmo, Erlang, and Shen Biqing to the second floor and returned to their respective guest rooms.

And in the process, there is a gaze that has been following her.

Song Qingyuan smiled knowingly, she knew that this was their family Master Xiao.

…………

As the sun sets and night falls, a crescent moon rises in the sky and shines on the earth, adding a layer of warm color to the earth.

At this time, all the officials, landlords, squires, and wealthy families who came to visit the post station had left.

The post keepers, waiters, and handymen in the post station also cleaned up and went back to their rooms, where everything became quiet, with only the occasional wind blowing through the cracks in the windows and doors.

At this time, there was a "crunch" sound, and it sounded suddenly.

Song Qingyuan's door opened from the inside, Song Qingyuan walked out from inside, closed the door, and walked lightly towards the side of the guest room.

It wasn't until he walked to a room that he finally stopped, Song Qingyuan stretched out his hand, and was about to knock on the door, only to hear the voice inside, "Song Nongnu, please come in!" ”

"Uh......"

Song Qingyuan was stunned and quickly reacted.

Since she is a high-ranking monk with some ability, it is not surprising to know that she is coming.

Song Qingyuan pushed open the door, then gently took it on, and brushed his body at Master Puhui, "I've seen the master!" ”

"Song Nongnu doesn't have to be polite, please take a seat!"

Master Puhui stretched out his hand and asked Song Qingyuan to sit down.

"Thank you, Master!"

Song Qingyuan smiled slightly, did not twist, and sat on it generously, "It's so late, take the liberty to disturb, please forgive me!" ”

Song Qingyuan quickly organized his language and said openly, "Does the master know the origin of Yuan'er?" ”

Hearing this, Master Pratt & Whitney laughed again.

"People from other worlds, visitors from outside the world, I don't know if what the old man said is right?"

Master Puhui smiled, as if he had never felt that Song Qingyuan said so directly, there was something wrong.

When it was Song Qingyuan, he was shocked by this attitude, and his clear eyes flashed with doubts and incomprehension, and he quickly relented.

calmly explained, "Coming here was an accident, not my intention, and I have no ill will towards Daqi and the people of Daqi." ”

"Song Nongnu doesn't need to explain this, Lao Qu understands it in her heart."

Master Puhui stretched out his hand and interrupted Song Qingyuan's words...... I want to talk about "Splendid Pastoral: Small Landlords of Farmers" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~