1987 Emperor (46)
Sakura had already gotten out of the car, frowning and asking the coachman, "What's the matter, it's so decent, how can the horse be frightened?" If you hurt Miss, a few heads won't be enough for you to drop! â
The coachman wiped his sweat and nodded his head to apologize. īŧ . v o dt . c o mīŧ
Su Kui poked his head out, "Okay, Sakura, go see what's wrong." â
She got out of the car and followed behind Sakura, the carriage was frightened at the intersection, and Su Kui thought it had hit someone. Actually, it's pretty much the same, but it shouldn't have hit.
And this one is still an acquaintance.
She smiled, "Yo, sir, I haven't seen you for a few days, and if you don't cultivate your Buddha in the mountain, why did you go to the bottom of the mountain to beg for a living?" â
When Sakura heard this, she looked at Su Kui in confusion, when did the young lady meet this man, she was inseparable from Su Kui all day long, why didn't she know.
Su Kui didn't look at her, her eyes were smiling, looking at the man.
The man half-sitting on the ground was none other than Mo Qianqiu.
He had many hidden diseases in his body, and this time he was also suddenly ill, dizzy, so he found an alley that few people passed by, intending to slow down.
Unexpectedly, not long after sitting down, he was almost stepped on by a horse. Listening to this girl's voice, the tone was not hurried, with a bit of interest and ridicule, he smiled bitterly, he was really an acquaintance.
"It's you, girl, don't come unharmed." He opened his eyes and slowly forgot about the past.
At this glance, Sakura realized that although this man's appearance was bleak, his eyes were very outstanding.
His eyes were very dark, like midnight, and even if he was almost stepped on by a horse just now, his eyes were always as calm as a thousand-year-old well. The temperament around him is very pure, but there is also a faint aura of rejecting people thousands of miles away. When Sakura saw him, she couldn't help but be vigilant, and looked at him without blinking.
"Mr. is still as handsome as a few days ago, I don't know if I have something to do when I go down the mountain this time, or do I plan to return to vulgarity?" She raised an eyebrow and asked teasingly.
Mo Qianqiu shook his head, rested for a while, the dizziness had passed, he stood up slowly against the wall, as if he hadn't heard the ridicule in Su Kui's words, and replied: "There is a Buddha in the heart, and wherever you cultivate, it's all the same." "The main thing is that the place where he lived before has gradually become known. In order not to pollute the holy land of Buddhism, he had to go down the mountain, wanting to choose a courtyard, eat fasting and chant Buddha, and live this life.
Unexpectedly, on the first day of going down the mountain, I met this girl.
I met twice in a few days, and it was also fate.
"Sir, it's so much understanding, it seems that you don't plan to go back to Hanshan Temple?" Su Kui's eyes rolled, and he suddenly thought, "I don't know if the attendant next to you is still there, have you found a place to live?" I have a younger brother at home, but he is eight or nine years old, if he is willing, would he like to go to my house to teach his brother? â
In this way, people can also be left behind.
Hearing this, Mo Qianqiu looked at the girl's eyes in surprise, but saw that her eyes were dark, and there was only seriousness in them.
He thought about it, stroked the dust on his body, and said: "The girl has an overreputation, I have average knowledge, even if I want to teach the little master of your mansion, it is also up to your parents to decide, so hasty is not good." He smiled, and between his words, he rejected Su Kui's request.
Su Kui was not annoyed when she heard it, people came and went, she said: "Don't hide it from Mr., now in the house, I am the person in charge, I think if Mr. is a teacher, he must be a good teacher, why don't we talk while walking, okay?" â
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