And after Nan Chu came out of the bathroom.

She wiped her wet hands as she walked outside.

Nan Chu returned the same way according to his memory.

Who knew that after passing through two arches, after turning around, I turned into a strange place.

It looks like a resting place for monks, and around the large courtyard, there are two rows of quaint red wings.

There is a huge ginkgo tree in the middle of the yard.

There seemed to be no one else here, there was silence, except for the occasional sound of birds chirping.

Nanchu's heart became more and more flustered.

Could it be that I accidentally broke into a place I shouldn't have entered?

She looked around and cautiously walked inside.

Just as Nan Chu was about to call Huo Xici for help, an empty and long voice suddenly came from his ears.

"Donor, since you have a fate, why don't you come and have a cup of tea?"

The sudden sound startled Nan Chu.

The phone in her hand was almost scared out.

Nan Chu looked towards the source of the sound, and saw an older monk wearing a monk's robe and a beard sitting under the ginkgo tree.

In front of him was a tea table, on which were two cups of steaming tea.

The old monk seemed to know in advance that there would be a visitor.

Although he wore the same monk's robe as the little monk, he gave Nan Chu a mysterious feeling.

Was there anyone there just now?

Nan Chu couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and she put her hands together.

"Excuse me, master, I'm on the wrong path, I wonder if you can point me in the direction of a marriage tree?"

"The marriage tree is in the opposite direction from here."

The old monk smiled, and he touched his beard casually as he spoke.

In the opposite direction? Nan Chu frowned when he heard this.

When I just came out, I obviously returned the same way.

No matter how lost you are, you shouldn't go the other way.

This kind of unknown made Nanchu vigilant, she pursed her lips, and politely thanked the master in front of her.

"Thank you, now that you know the direction, I won't bother you."

"It's not a disturbance, it's not a mistake, why should the donor be in such a hurry, come and drink a cup of Lao Gao's tea, forget the past for a while, after all, meeting is fate, donor, are you right."

Forget the past? Nan Chu paused.

She turned to look at the old master with some confusion.

The master has an expression from beginning to end.

His kind eyes seemed to be able to see through Nan Chu's soul.

The rebirth was inherently unbelievable, and she didn't believe that anyone would see that she had lived two lives.

What does this master mean when he says that he is not wrong?

Nan Chu was full of thoughts, she hesitated twice and walked over.

Next to the tea table, a futon is placed.

When Nan Chu got closer, he saw that there was a wooden fish and a Qianzhi in the master's hand.

"Master, I don't know what you just said?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, taste Lao Gao's tea first."

Nan Chu looked down at the small teacup in front of her, and she looked up at the old master who had maintained an expression from beginning to end.

In the end, Nan Chu still picked up the teacup and took a sip.

The rich aroma of tea in the mouth made her eyes shine.

Thinking that Huo Xici was also a tea lover, she moved her mind to buy a little.

"I don't know where you bought your tea, master?"

"It's fried in the temple, if the donor likes it, you can bring back a little bit later."

"How embarrassing is this, or I'll buy ......"

Before Nan Chu finished speaking, he was interrupted by the old master.

"Buddhism doesn't pay attention to these things, money is something outside the body, since it is said to be a gift, it is a gift."

"If the donor doesn't want to, then forget it."

Nan Chu's words were blocked in his throat, and he finally swallowed them silently.

If you withdraw the money yourself, isn't it a little too uninteresting?

Nanchu can be regarded as knowing how to order tea, and the tea is not astringent in the mouth, but it carries the strong fragrance of tea.

The aftertaste is still a little sweet, and this tea, even if you buy it outside, should be a priceless good tea.

She couldn't help but explore who the master in front of her was.

And what do those deep meanings in his words mean?

"What do you dare to ask about the master's name?"

"The name of the poor monk will be known by the benefactor next time."

When Nan Chu heard this, he became interested, "What the master means is that we will meet again." ”

"Of course, I'm just waiting for the donor today."

"Master knew I was going to get lost?"

"The poor monk is just a word."

The old master spoke, in the clouds and fog, half-concealed and half-hidden.

Nan Chu sat quietly for five minutes, and the teacup bottomed out.

The old master didn't mean to speak, she couldn't sit down.

If he doesn't go back, I'm afraid that Huo Xici will be worried.

And she just glanced at her phone when she picked it up.

This place is obviously not far from the main hall in front, and there is no signal.

All kinds of strange things made her heart chill.

"Master, I also drank this tea, and you have also seen it, if there is nothing to do, I will leave first."

"Why should the donor be so anxious, God has the virtue of a good life, looking at the face of the donor, it should be the bitter appearance of being persecuted by traitors."

"Now the donor seems to have gotten some opportunity, turning things around, and complementing each other with the nobles who are destined to do so."

"Although there will be waves in the future, if the donor survives these small problems, he will be rich and prosperous, and it will be smooth and smooth."

The master's words made Nanchu chuckle.

Her back was cold, and she subconsciously sat up straight.

Isn't the master's words corresponding to his past and present lives?

The nobleman of her life should be Huo Xici.

Complement one another?

That's right, if she hadn't saved Horthy before the car accident for her mother's sake......

Huo Xici will be the same as in his previous life, he died in a car accident at a young age.

In the same way, he will not help himself so much to escort her career.

And how did this master know about this?

Could it be that there is really a face-to-face talk?

The old master in front of him is washing away Nanchu's scientific cognition from childhood to adulthood.

Also, the matter of self-rebirth is unscientific.

"Master, how do you see that?"

"It's just a small insect carving skill, I'm here just to see the donor."

"Remind the donor that the peaceful days are not easy to come by, and in the future, don't be carried away by hatred and do things that you will regret for the rest of your life."

"The old hatred and hatred, now the donor has almost repaid it, and the past has passed."

"Now that the donor has a new direction, why should the donor still be haunted by nightmares every night."

The old master was obviously sitting in front of him.

But his voice seemed to come from afar, long and long.

Nan Chu looked at the old monk in front of him with a pale face.

She had the illusion that she had been seen through.

The matter of rebirth is a secret that I keep secret in my heart.

Even if she has resigned from Horthy now, she does not dare to expose her biggest secret.

But the person in front of him seems to know his origin.

Nan Chu bit his lower lip tightly.

She looked at the old monk in front of her a little defensively.

The other party's face is still kind and kind.

"The donor doesn't have to be so guarded, the old man doesn't have a bad intention."

"Everything happens because of fate, I am just a friendly reminder to the donor, whether the donor listens or not, it is up to the donor himself."

Nan Chu's guard slowly relaxed.

"Master, what you said is easy, if the past is so easy to let go, is it still called obsession?"

"Thank you, Master, for reminding me today, but I know what I'm doing now."

"The person who did the wrong thing has not paid the same price, and I can't let it go."