Hua Muyue made chestnut cakes, mung bean cakes, Lin Anping's favorite chicken cakes, and Zhao Huaijin's favorite hibiscus crisp, and also brought her own apricot blossom wine.

The three people sitting in the carriage were all in a happy mood, Hua Muyue was curious about the Lingying Temple, Zhao Huaijin was happy to see Hua Muyue happy to accompany her, and Lin Anping had always looked forward to playing together.

"Anping, when you were young, do you remember what Huai Jin looked like?" Hua Muyue asked curiously.

Lin Anping didn't know what he thought, and suddenly couldn't open his mouth, would Brother Jin be angry?

"Anping, let's talk about it quickly." Hua Muyue urged.

"The first time I met Brother Jin, I kept calling him sister."

Hua Muyue: ?

"Because Brother Jin was so good-looking when he was young, none of the female dolls in the village were better looking than him, until one day Brother Jin beat me up, and we released the water together, so I didn't dare to call my sister."

"Hahahahahaha..." Hua Muyue leaned forward and leaned back with a smile, thinking that Zhao Huaijin felt funny when she beat people.

Zhao Huaijin really darkened his face, and said without being salty or light: "I don't know if it's that little crying bag, I'm always scared to cry by the big yellow dog in the village." ”

"What?" Anping was afraid of dogs when he was a child, but he was a person who could kill tigers.

"Brother Jin, then, it's not like I'm still young. You didn't know how to make a fire when you were nine years old, and you almost burned the kitchen, but I rescued you. ”

Hua Muyue turned her head to look at Zhao Huaijin again, and those who don't know anything also don't know something.

"Also, I remember that little crying bag always pestering me to sleep, but every time he wetted the bed."

Lin Anping's ears turned red, and he cried out in embarrassment, "Brother Jin! ”

This old bottom is revealed, and Anping's whole person is not good.

Hua Muyue couldn't stop laughing.

.......

When the three of them came to Lingyin Temple, Hua Muyue saw that although there were few pilgrims, the temple hall was extremely magnificent, in short, three words were not bad money.

In a meditation room in the backyard of Lingyin Temple, an old monk with nine scars on his head and an old man with white eyebrows with a cold and arrogant expression went down the wall.

The old monk nagged as he went, "I said, Brother Yue, you can't help it if you pester me, the so-called heavenly secret cannot be revealed, death is also life, life is also death, life and death, there is a fixed number." ”

The white-eyed old man didn't give the old monk a look, but said coldly: "It's your turn, play chess." ”

"Ding, you lost." The old monk's son settled down.

The white-eyed old man opposite him only frowned slightly, dropped a bottle of medicine and turned to walk out, "Farewell." ”

The old monk put away the bottle of medicine like a treasure, and raised Erlang's legs on the futon.

He chattered, "Hey, what are you doing so seriously, and no one is playing chess with the old monk." When it's time to meet, you will naturally meet. ”

"Let's go, let's go see those little monks with elm pimples."

When Hua Muyue saw the host of this legendary Lingyin Temple for the first time, her first reaction was Jigong, the other monks were dressed cleanly, but his was like a kneaded pickle.

A little monk suddenly shouted, "If you ask for a sign, come quickly, come quickly, if you don't come again, the ancestor will leave again." ”

What kind of operation is this? There are also people shouting microphones!

"Lady, let's go and have a look."

"Today's host is in a good mood, don't want incense money, draw a lot to eat a free meal." The little monk came again.

"What?" Hua Muyue suddenly wanted to turn around and leave, this is not a liar.

The old monk glanced at Hua Muyue from a distance, reached out and touched his beard, shook his head, and muttered to himself.

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