Mo Shaozhen: "......"

What the hell, he shouldn't have had amnesia, right?

He didn't have any agreement with this stinky monk before, what kind of dumb riddle did this stinky monk play?

The young abbot of Tsing Yi did not linger any longer, and left this prosperous land of red dust.

Downstairs in the hotel, Gu Lianlian caught up with the abbot of the Great Ci'en Temple.

"Master, please wait a moment."

The young abbot in Tsing Yi stopped.

Gu Lianlian panted and ran to him, gasped twice, and bowed his head: "Master, thank you for the flower basket you sent me." ”

She called and asked the flower shop, and the owner of the flower shop said that the guest who had set a flower basket in their shop and signed it as the Black Knight was a monk wearing a cyan robe, and that should be the presiding officer of the Great Ci'en Temple.

I really didn't expect that a monk gave her a flower basket and signed it as the Black Knight, and she almost thought that someone had a crush on her.

However, the monk should be the one who escaped into the empty door, right? Are you also greedy for red dust?

The abbot of the Great Ci'en Temple bowed slightly: "The donor misunderstood, it was not given to you by the poor monk, the poor monk just did it for you." ”

Gu Lianlian looked at Rao Rao suspiciously: "Ah? Who's that? Can the master tell me, his name? ”

The abbot of the Great Mercy and Grace Temple said, "His name is Xiao Ping'an. ”

"Little Ping'an?" Gu Lianlian thought about this question: "This should be a nickname, right?" Can the master tell me, his full name? ”

"You haven't given him his full name, and the poor monk has no way of knowing his full name."

Gu Lianlian: "............" other people's names, why did she choose them?

It's really hard to talk to this kind of monk.

Gu Lianlian asked again: "So, where does this little peace live?" Or do you have his cell phone number? I would like to express my gratitude. ”

The abbot of the Great Mercy and Grace Monastery said, "When he recovers, he will come to you on his own initiative." ”

"Ah, he's sick? What kind of disease? In which hospital? ”

The abbot of the Great Mercy and Grace Temple said: "It's almost good, and it will be half a month later." ”

"Oh, I hope he recovers soon."

The master seemed unwilling to elaborate, so Gu Lianlian didn't delve into it, and the focus of her chasing down was not for a basket of flowers, so she thought about it and turned to the topic:

"By the way, master, I remember you told me when you were a child that there would be a bad luck when I was 21 years old, and only someone surnamed Huo could save me, but I didn't expect to be seriously said by the master, master, thank you."

The abbot of the Great Mercy and Grace Temple looked at her and did not speak.

Gu Lianlian folded his hands again, bowed his head, and saluted at a ninety degree standard: "Master, can you help me calculate it again?" Even after a month, can my husband still remember me, and in the future, will we be able to live happily together? ”

Since this master is not a god, perhaps, he can tell her about the future.

But Gu Lianlian was full of expectations, bowed down and looked up again, but there was no one in front of him, hey, what about people?

Gu Lianlian looked around blankly, under the street lamp, only saw a figure that was gradually moving away, Gu Lianlian shouted at the back: "Master, master, you haven't told me yet?" My husband, will you remember me in a month? ”

"Master ......"

"Master ......"

Gu Lianlian screamed several times, until the back completely disappeared into the night, she pursed her mouth, really, what's wrong with saying one more word? They all say that the family is compassionate! Tell her, can't you let her have peace of mind? She didn't want to know much.