In the meditation room, a soft female voice came,

"Well, you go down and invite them in."

The nun nodded and made a gesture of please, "Two donors, please come in." ”

Ye Qiuyang swaggered and took the lead in walking in, and as soon as he entered the door, there was an elegant sandalwood fragrance coming to his nose, which made people feel comfortable.

He looked up, and was about to say something when he froze in place.

"Hold the grass, my eyes don't flower, right?"

In the huge meditation room, you can see furniture made of fine wood everywhere, and the decorations are quite extravagant.

Of course, these were far from enough to make Ye Qiuyang stunned.

The point is that at this moment, the one sitting at the coffee table in the meditation room is actually the beautiful nun he saw by the lake yesterday!

"No, didn't that little nun just now shout 'Great Abbot' in this direction, who is she sitting here?"

"Is it possible...... This big beauty is the legendary abbot? ”

"It's impossible, isn't the old abbot more than two hundred years old, even if she is healthy and well-maintained, it can't be like this, right?"

This stunning nun is sitting on the ground, sipping tea elegantly, with an indescribable fairy aura on her body.

Ye Qiuyang shook his head, came back to his senses, stepped forward and asked straight to the point,

"You are the Grand Abbot of Lingquan Temple?"

The nun put down the teacup and smiled, "Amitabha, the poor nun is exactly." ”

Ye Qiuyang still didn't believe it, and felt that the person in front of him was the illegitimate daughter of the legendary old abbot, who had secretly inherited the mantle, so he asked again,

"Are you over two hundred years old?"

Seeing that someone was talking so frivolously, a little disciple behind the great abbot shouted angrily,

"Donor, please observe some etiquette!"

"It's okay~" The big abbot was still smiling, "Back to the donor, I am two hundred and eighteen years old this year." ”

Hearing this, Ye Qiuyang almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, daring, this big abbot is a monster similar to Tianshan Tong's grandmother.

Murong Qingxue was also surprised, she always felt in her heart that the great abbot should be the image of a kind old-timer, but she never expected that it would be this beautiful woman in front of her who was more watery than an eighteen-year-old girl......

The great abbot behaved very naturally, and said softly,

"Two donors, don't just sit down, sit down and drink some tea together."

The two calmed down, and then slowly sat down.

Ye Qiuyang was okay, but he was surprised for a while, he was already like no one at this time, and he still grinned, grabbed the teapot and drank it to his mouth.

Murong Qingxue kept reminding this guy to pay attention to etiquette, but unfortunately it was useless.

Simply, it is worthy of being a Qing cultivator who has lived for more than 200 years, and the measurement is indeed not ordinary, and he is not angry about this matter at all, but he specially asked someone to bring a teapot and toss it with Ye Qiuyang.

The great abbot spoke,

"Two donors, let me introduce myself first, Poor Nifa is fasting, and he is the great abbot of this Lingquan Temple."

"I invited the two of you here today to thank you for helping to eliminate the flower thief last night, which is a great merit."

Murong Qingxue is also the eldest lady of the Yin and Yang family, and she is not inferior in temperament or manners and speech.

She nodded slightly and said, "Senior is polite, that's what we should do." ”

Ye Qiuyang interjected,

"Your name is Zhaixin, right?"

"Don't talk about these polite words, if you really want to thank us, then make an offer and give us how much money to pay!"

"Don't think that if you are good-looking, I will work for you for nothing!"

When he came just now, he noticed that this place alone costs a lot of money, so this fasting must be a rich man.

Although they only made a move to save Li Jiajia at that time, if they didn't take the opportunity to make a profit, wouldn't it be a big loss?

Murong Qingxue pinched Ye Qiuyang with hatred, but unfortunately the words had already been spoken, and it was too late to take them back.

Zhai Xin was stunned and said with a smile,

"This benefactor is really temperamental."

"But it's a pity that the poor nun is a monk and doesn't have much money, so he may not be able to fulfill the benefactor's wishes."

Ye Qiuyang pursed his lips, "It's really slamming the door." ”

He didn't believe that he would be short of money if he got an artificial island to live in.

Besides, in such a big temple, I don't know how much money there is just for incense every day, and I don't have much money on the monks, so it's clear that I can't bear it!

Scrooge who has lived for more than two hundred years!

Murong Qingxue Yuanchang Road,

"Senior, he's just joking with you, you don't have to take it seriously."

The three of them chatted, drank tea, and Zhai Xin personally acted as a tour guide and took them for a tour of the artificial island.

It wasn't until after dinner that Zhai Xin sent the guest away,

"Two donors, our Yihe Courtyard is not for pilgrims to stay overnight, so I'm sorry."

"Xiao Jiu, send the two back."

It was still the nun who came when she came, rowing a small boat to send Ye Qiuyang and them back.

After waiting ashore, Ye Qiuyang looked back at Yihe Courtyard, and still felt a little that the appearance of the two-hundred-year-old Tianzun did not match his age.

Murong Qingxue said coldly,

"Why, do you really look at the beauty of the abbot of Zhaixin?"

Ye Qiuyang explained, "Impossible! No matter how good-looking she is, she is still an old lady in her two hundreds, which is a fact that cannot be changed! ”

Murong Qingxue's face turned a little colder,

"Oh, that means you do think people are better looking than me."

Ye Qiuyang said with a hippie smile,

"Qingxue, are you jealous?"

Murong Qingxue couldn't help but laugh,

"I'm playing with you, how can I be so stingy, okay, let's hurry back to Fayu Nunnery and see Jiajia."

She wasn't angry, but she also felt that she couldn't let Ye Qiuyang have more contact with that Zhai Xin in the future, after all, just in case.

The two walked side by side and walked back to the Fayu Temple.

Ye Qiuyang pushed open the door of Li Jiajia's room, "Girl, do you think we all want to cry?" ”

He was ready to tease the girl, but he didn't get any response.

He hurriedly searched back and forth in the room, but he couldn't see Li Jiajia's shadow.

Ye Qiuyang couldn't help muttering, "Strange, where is this girl?" ”

Murong Qingxue thought for a while and said, "Maybe she is chanting scriptures in the Buddha Hall, she is also a disciple of Fayu Nunnery now, let's go to the Buddha Hall to have a look." ”

The two discussed, and as soon as they walked out of the door, they were bumped into head-on by the Dingyuan nun.

After Dingyuan saw Ye Qiuyang and them, he said with an anxious face,

"I'm looking for you, why did you two come back, something happened!"

"Something?" Ye Qiuyang asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" ”

Dingyuan said,

"Li Jiajia, little sister Jiajia...... She's been captured! ”

"What?!"

Hearing this, Ye Qiuyang and Murong Qingxue were both shocked.

Ye Qiuyang raised his voice and shouted rudely,

", the flower thief was killed by the old monk next door last night, how could he arrest Jiajia again?!"

(The second update, there is an update today)

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