Ah Li and Mian waited outside with the young monk, and Zhang Meishou entered the hall alone.

She looked around without a trace.

On the altar is enshrined an unknown statue of a god, because it has not yet reached the day of consecration, it is still covered by bright yellow silk cloth. Looking up, I saw that the silhouette was tall, and I didn't think about it, but I also knew that it had cost a lot of gold plating.

The aroma of sandalwood in the nose is very weak, which is not enough to cover the smell of new gold-lacquered wood.

The side of the altar is separated by a separate side.

Zhang Meishou followed the low chanting sound and approached, standing still outside the side room.

She saw the white-robed monk meditating quietly on a lotus seat in the side room.

The monk sensed her arrival and slowly opened his eyes.

Zhang Meishou staggered his gaze by half an inch slightly, and did not look into those eyes as deep as ink, and then lowered his head, showing a little cramped and nervous.

Jixiao's eyes moved slightly, but there was a hint of an unclear smile.

"Where did the little benefactor come from?" He spoke, and his voice was like the Sanskrit sound of a Buddha, clear and elegant.

"From the back mountain, the disciples of your temple are attracted to each other." Zhang Meishou replied without hesitation.

"The poor monk is asking where the little benefactor is from." Ji Xiao asked again, and the tone remained the same.

Zhang Meishou's eyes were surging, and he reported to his home: "Xiao Yongfang, Zhang family." ”

However, she knew very well that Jixiao had invited her to come to meet her, and she would definitely not know anything about her origins.

So, what exactly is he asking?

Ji Xiao was obviously still not satisfied with her second answer, shook his head slightly, and when he looked at her again, there was a glint of scrutiny in his frightening eyes.

"The face is born from the heart, and the little donor is so precocious, but it doesn't seem like he was born like this." He said with a smirk.

Zhang Meishou listened to the ups and downs of the confusion in his heart.

At this time, she saw that the monk who had been meditating had slowly got up, left his seat, and walked towards her.

Zhang Meishou took a few steps back, which was the reaction of an ordinary little girl.

Ji Xiao stood still only three or five paces away from her.

"I don't know why the great master wants to see me?" Zhang Meishou took the initiative to ask.

Ji Xiao smiled slightly: "The poor monk wants to ask why the little benefactor came from-"

These words are extremely strange, if they are said by other people's mouths, Zhang Meishou will definitely feel that the other party's brain is not bright, and he will say strange things, but in other words, Jixiao said, but she only had doubts left.

"Didn't the Great Master invite me to come?" She asked rhetorically.

Ji Xiao shook his head.

"Yes and no."

At this moment, he took another step forward, looked down at Zhang Meishou, and asked slowly: "Is the little benefactor an old acquaintance of a poor monk?" ”

When Zhang Meishou heard this, he could no longer restrain the turbulent waves in his heart.

On his face, he was still calm and composed, and he was puzzled: "The words of the national teacher are unfathomable, please forgive me for not having a high level of understanding and being difficult to understand." ”

After Xiao looked at her quietly for a moment, she finally looked away, but there was still a hint of suspicion in her eyes.

He took off a string of wooden fish stone Buddha beads hanging from his hand and handed it to Zhang Meishou.

"The poor monk has a relationship with the little donor, and this Buddha bead is given to the little donor." His tone was extremely gentle: "If the little donor encounters something unpleasant one day, he can bring this bead to find the poor monk, and no one will stop him." ”

This is the righteous and bright way to show favor to her.

How can a great teacher who is in the middle of the day have such a good relationship with her little girl?

Zhang Meishou became more and more confused in his heart.

"Little donor, when you see you tonight, it should be the guidance of the Buddha, and this Buddha fate must not be denied." There seems to be a different kind of Zen in his words.

Zhang Meishou took the Buddha beads.

What cannot be denied is not the guidance of the Buddha, but the kindness of the great teacher.

After Zhang Meishou thanked him, he resigned.

"Zhang Fu, send the little donor out of the temple." Ji Xiao said slowly.

His voice was extremely gentle and ethereal, but it still reached the ears of the young monks who were guarding outside the hall.

The Dharma name Zhang Fu, that is, the monk who brought Zhang Meishou to the palace before, led Zhang Meishou away.

After sending people out of the temple gate, when Zhang Fu turned back again, he saw that Jixiao had returned to his position and meditated.

"Master." Zhang Fu stood still.

Ji Xiao closed his eyes and said: "Order someone to carefully investigate what this Zhang family girl has experienced recently, and there must be no omission." ”

He has never seen such "variables" in his life. However, in just one minute tonight, he was almost sure of it...... No matter where the other party "comes from", it must be the person he is waiting for.

"The disciple obeys."

"Don't disturb her, remember." Ji Xiao instructed.

Zhang Fu responded and retreated.

When Ji Xiao opened his eyes again, the bottom of his eyes was already a turbulent color, and the corners of his lips gradually began to rise, and a low laugh came out.

The avenue is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, and people escape one of them...... This variable that helped him change his life finally made him wait!

……

Zhang Meishou first returned to Zhuangzi, picked up Zhang Qiuchi, and then rushed home together.

Zhang Qiuchi asked her where she went, and she just said that she had nothing to do, and went to the temple near Zhuangzi to offer incense, and said nothing else.

Zhang Qiuchi repeatedly told her not to disappear without saying hello in the future, which really made people worried.

Zhang Meishou knew that he was really worried about himself, so he sincerely admitted his mistake and made a guarantee.

She originally planned to go to the mountain behind the Great Yongchang Temple, but when she was sure that Fang Jin was dead, she returned immediately, but who knew that she met the monk halfway and was led to see Jixiao.

In this way, it was delayed for a long time.

Along the way, Zhang Meishou was thinking about Jixiao's strange words and deeds, so he seemed absent-minded.

She couldn't help but wonder if Jixiao had already learned the secret of her rebirth?

Or is it just a temptation to speculate?

Zhang Meishou couldn't be sure, but the more he thought about it, the more he thought about it.

Zhang Qiuchi saw that she was obviously distracted all the time, and she couldn't say some words that originally came to her mouth.

He asked Aunt Miao a lot today, and he also had some thoughts and speculations of his own.

That's it, there is no hurry to say this messy idea, it is better to wait for him to sort it out before making a plan.

After Zhang Meishou returned to Yuyuan, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard Ah Dou say that the Song family didn't find out about her secretly going out.

The Song family sent people to see Zhang Meishou twice and asked her if she could take medicine or eat for dinner, but Ah Dou just let her cope with it.

In addition, the eldest girl Zhang Meixian and the fourth girl Zhang Meiqing also came to visit, and Ah Dou should have prevaricated with the excuse that "the third girl was frightened and was resting".

Zhang Heling and Zhang Yanling also ran empty.

Ah Dou is not good at lying, but after a few encounters today, he feels that he is about to be tempered.

After a whole day, Zhang Meishou was extremely tired, so he only used a bowl of white fungus lotus seed soup, and was served by the maid to wash up, and then went to sleep.

She lay on her side, holding a soft pillow embroidered with white plum blossoms in her arms, but in her dream she dreamed of pulling each other's faces with Zhu Youzhu in the flowers.

That's ridiculous.

She thought this in her dreams, but she didn't know that it was really happening in the daytime.

Two days later, a piece of news spread in Beijing that no one dared to say openly.