Yuan Shuyu followed the old monk and walked in a twist and turn.

"Elder, what I told you last time ......" Yuan Shuyu finished his voice and lowered his eyes, "What does the elder have in mind?" ”

The monk's smile remained unchanged, and he bowed his head and replied, "I know that the donor has his own ideas in his heart. ”

Yuan Shuyu said in a low voice, "I want to hear the elder's idea. ”

The monk led people to stop at a courtyard gate, which was dilapidated, but part of it was hidden in the leafy trees next to it, and it had an inexplicable elegance.

The old monk smiled and said, "Donor, you only asked me where the kitchen was last time." ”

The monk's smile did not change, and Yuan Shuyu knew that his tentative idea had been seen through, and his face was as usual.

He just felt that it was a pity, this monk was obviously not simple, and he hadn't made friends before.

However, he was looking forward to Elder Puning, whom he had never met before.

Yuan Shuyu raised his hand and made a gesture: "Thank you, Elder." ”

The monk bowed his head and replied, "Amitabha." ”

When Yuan Shuyu stepped up to push the door, the kind voice of the old monk came from behind.

"Donor, the lake in this temple is very good."

Yuan Shuyu bowed his head and thanked him: "Thank you, Elder." ”

The door opened and closed.

The old monk moved the Buddha beads with his left hand and said in his mouth: "My Buddha is compassionate." ”

The courtyard is not big, a white-bearded old monk sits on the ground casually, a bright mahogany table with tea, a cup in front of the monk and a cup opposite.

The heat was still there, curling white, obviously the tea that had been brewed not long ago.

Yuan Shuyu sat on the ground indifferently when he entered the door, turning the teacup silently, looking at the teacup next to the table in a daze.

He thought that the temple was quite bright, including the little bald head of the old bald donkey opposite.

After a while, unexpectedly, Daoist Puning opened his mouth first.

Yuan Shuyu was quite surprised, he thought that the patience of the monks should be excellent.

"Donor, there is nothing to do, why bother the poor monks to be pure."

The old monk spoke, seemingly extremely helpless.

Yuan Shuyu took a sip of tea and spoke slowly and leisurely.

"I'm confused, Elder."

Elder Puning paused, the little marquis of the Yuan family never wanted him to solve his doubts, and more often asked his senior brother.

Could this be what Lord Joe said?

His chance came?!!!

"Donor," Elder Puning put down his teacup and said solemnly, "That's another price." ”

Yuan Shuyu once lost his memory and completely forgot about Puning Temple, but he didn't have no memory after all, and he wasn't stupid.

How can there be such a blatant demand for money?

Not to mention......

"Elder, it seems that I donated a lot of sesame oil money when I was young and ignorant."

Yuan Shuyu is smart, and he can always find the information he wants from the words of Angelica.

For example, he used to donate money to the temple that he was heartbroken to see.

The young man's eyes were lowered, his heart was full of calculations, and he was going to test the idea step by step, and his light and breezy appearance faintly revealed the demeanor and momentum of the young man's plan.

But as soon as he heard this, Elder Puning, who had always only had money in his eyes, was not happy, and if he didn't come to give money, he didn't forget it, so how could he still settle the old account.

Elder Puning was still smiling on the surface, but he spoke politely, "The donor never asks the poor monk questions, and the poor monk has nothing to tell the donor." If you are in doubt, please ask the donor to find my senior brother! ”

Yuan Shuyu frowned, a gatekeeper in the temple looked different, and such a head was so ...... Off the beaten path.

Yuan Shuyu calmed down and warned himself not to despise Elder Puning.

"Shu Yu didn't mean to make the elder angry, but I haven't seen it today, so I ...... it."

Elder Puning was impatient and interrupted impatiently, "If you haven't seen it, who can send you here." ”

Yuan Shuyu's breath was stagnant, and his heartbeat was like a drum.

His conjecture was right, and his words to deceive the other party were also wrong, but obviously the other party was faster than him, and it can be said that he saw his clues at first sight!

Chess against opponents.

No, he's nowhere near it.

Seeing that Elder Puning had directly rushed to him, Yuan Shuyu quickly asked him.

"Is there a lake in the temple?"

Yuan Shuyu looked at him fixedly, didn't move for a moment, obviously didn't ask him if he wouldn't leave.

Elder Puning's movements stopped, his cloudy eyes squinting at him.

"Why are you asking this?"

Elder Puning's voice sank, and his face showed a gloom that did not match the image displayed from beginning to end, and Yuan Shuyu even felt the killing intent.

"Your senior brother asked me to take a look." Yuan Shuyu didn't test Elder Puning's meaning again, and said simply.

He was too curious about what the lake would look like.

What's more, he came to make friends with good, not to do evil.

Elder Puning's face softened, but there was still no more smiling face.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Come out and turn left and go straight," he paused, stared at him and said, "Don't go anywhere else." ”

Yuan Shuyu looked at him calmly, and even smiled, a pair of deer eyes full of innocence.

He replied, "Okay, Elder Puning, I'm very obedient. ”