Looking at his posture, he refuses to give up if he doesn't achieve his goal, how can Wang Fuling, a mere female streamer, be his opponent?

Helpless, she could only compromise: "Cheng, just go with you." ”

With that, Wang Fuling turned his head and walked up the stone steps, while Xuan Qi followed behind.

When she entered Xuan Ye's meditation room, Xuan Qi no longer followed.

When he went, Xuan Ye no longer painted, but sat on a chair and read.

Wang Fuling walked straight over and deliberately stomped his feet heavily, afraid that he wouldn't be able to hear.

Hearing the movement, Xuan Ye raised his eyes to look at her, then got up and brought her a chair for her to sit down.

Only then did he say, "You seem to be very dissatisfied with me. ”

Not just dissatisfied? It's just hateful!

"The master is too worried, I, a boudoir woman, how can I be dissatisfied with you? I really can't do the work you gave me, so I'm just looking for two helpers. ”

Xuan Ye nodded, and looked like you were very reasonable: "It's okay to find helpers, but it's not okay to torture people, since you don't want to do these jobs, I won't force you, but there is one thing I have to know the reason." ”

"What?"

He continued: "What are you coming to me for so many times before? You are obsessed with it, and you do not hesitate to climb over the wall to enter, and your intention is only to get close to me. I don't believe in this reason, so you give me a reasonable explanation. ”

Wang Fuling knew that he wouldn't believe the lies before he made it up, so he changed his way.

She made a fierce appearance, and said hatefully: "You bewitched the king to punish my father, causing the family to be unpeaceful, and causing my mother to worry, how can I not hate you?" The most hateful thing is that you made my mother kneel outside Guiyuan Temple for so long, and you rejected her one after another. As a son of man, how can I not feel distressed? ”

After hearing what she said, Xuan Ye seemed to believe a little, and he asked, "So you want to bother me in every possible way, just to be angry for your mother?" So how were you going to get angry? ”

Wang Fuling's head turned, and he quickly replied: "Naturally, Guiyuan Temple will not be at peace, and by the way, find out your details, and let people know that you are not a high-ranking monk!" ”

He laughed back: "How can you be so sure that I am not a high-ranking monk? ”

"Because you are too young, how can you have the appearance of a high-ranking monk? The few Jianghu Taoist priests who went to the Han Mansion a few days ago are all older than you. They're liars, so how can you get better than them? ”

Xuan Ye watched her finish speaking, looking at her like an innocent girl, but his heart kept reminding him that the woman in front of him was not an innocent and kind person.

The reason she said was quite reasonable, because he couldn't think of a more convincing reason than this.

He was skeptical, just a little girl, how big can he turn out?

Xuan Ye sighed: "That's it, you treat me as a charlatan, or a liar." After ten days, let's draw a clear line, your father will be fine, how about clearing grievances? ”

How can the grievances between them be cleared up? Wang Fuling's great cause of revenge was stirred up by him, and in the end, he took a life, and I am afraid that the two Qings are too light.

Wang Fuling packed up her emotions and nodded and said, "My ugly words are ahead, if you dare to touch my father again, I will have to turn your Guiyuan Temple upside down!" ”

It's just an expedient measure, if she wants to continue to entangle, there are ten thousand ways.

He laughed: "Little girl, can you still endure it." ”

"What? Look down on me? ”

Xuan Ye shook his head: "How dare you?" I'm still afraid that my only habitat will be turned upside down by you, so that you can't make it? ”

In this way, the monk would not embarrass her anymore, so Wang Fuling asked him, "Then when can I go back?" ”

He pondered for a moment and said, "Tell the Han family that it will be ten days, then there will be no one less, and you can wander around the temple or go to the mountains for the remaining days." ”

Wang Fuling thought of something, laughed secretly, but said: "Since the master agreed, then I might as well obey my fate?" ”

He didn't seem to react yet, and nodded again: "It's not big to return to the Yuan, it's enough for you to turn around, if you have a heart for the Buddha, you can also go to the temple to listen to the Zen sermon at the right time, which can calm your impetuous heart." ”

"I don't think so, the temple is full of monks, and it's a little inappropriate for me to mix in with a woman...... "She is actually not interested in Buddhism, which is similar to listening to heavenly books."

Xuan Ye naturally knew it, and he didn't force it: "Okay, you can stay in the nunnery, and when the ten days come, I will let the Han family pick you up." But... The premise is that you have passed these ten days in your duty, otherwise you will bear the consequences. ”

Wang Fuling didn't smile: "How dare you ......?"

Seeing that it was not early, Wang Fuling thought that she was afraid that she could go, so she said again: "Dare to ask the master, can I go?" ”

He also looked up at the sky outside the window, and then nodded: "When night falls, I'll let Xuanqi give you a ride." ”

Wang Fuling did not shirk: "Master Lao bothered. ”

He politely nodded at Wang Fuling: "The road down the mountain is uneven, be more careful on the donor's road." ”

Wang Fuling returned a salute, but thought of another thing in the moment of her body, and after she got up, she shouted Xuanye: "Shizi? ”

Xuan Ye looked indifferent, and asked her suspiciously: "Shizi, what Shizi?" ”

Wang Fuling, who is knowledgeable and decisive, couldn't see anything wrong on his face, he didn't even have a little abnormal behavior, no matter how he looked at it, it had nothing to do with him.

Wang Fuling went back: "I love to eat persimmons since I was a child, I want to ask if there are persimmon trees in this mountain?" ”

"Yes, yes..." he looked regretful: "It's a pity that it's not yet the season when the persimmons are ripe, and I'm afraid it's in vain to go." ”

Wang Fuling pretended to be very sorry again: "I finally came out for a trip, and I thought if I could see what persimmons look like on the tree." ”

Xuan Ye has no doubt about Wang Fuling's words, after all, she comes from a famous family, born with a golden spoon, naturally rarely sees the scene of the countryside in the field, let alone the scene of persimmons growing on trees.

"If the donor can come in autumn, you can go and have a look, it's not far from here."

Wang Fuling hurriedly grabbed this sentence and made a fuss: "Nacheng, I will come to Guiyuan Temple again in autumn, and the master will personally lead me to see the persimmon tree." ”

He didn't expect Wang Fuling to react so quickly, so he smiled helplessly: "Okay, just take you there." ”

After that, Xuan Ye called Xuan Qi to come in and asked him to send Wang Fuling down the mountain.

As night fell, the mountain path became a little difficult to walk, but fortunately, Xuan Qi held the lamp in his hand.

The two of them came to the door of the nunnery with a faint light, and Wang Fuling returned the salute with him, and then dispersed.