When the Vena monk left, the other monks also said goodbye.

Everyone moved, waking up Zhang Ju and Chen He.

The two of them didn't know about ghosts and gods, but they only looked at Chen Cuo's bearing, and they also felt that their own prince was very different from the past.

Especially Chen He, he has been waiting for many years, and when the second son of Nankang has not been divided, he knows that the second son of the palace looks cautious, but in fact, there are many obstacles in his heart, and he is often inexhaustible and unwilling.

But right now, the person in front of him is like a different person, at first glance, there is a bit of dusty smell, much stronger than the Zhou Daochang he saw that day!

Just a few days in a Buddhist temple can make such a difference?

He was shocked, but he still stepped forward to greet him, and then he didn't dare to delay, so he quickly explained his intention and pointed out that the old lady asked the prince to return home.

"There's no hurry. Chen Cuo waved his hand, his expression was calm, obviously not paying attention, and turned to look at Zhang Ju, "Cousin came over this time, there should be something, right?"

As soon as the two of them came, he saw the brilliance of human thoughts on Zhang Ju's body, and it was connected to him, and he felt it, so he asked this question.

Chen He originally wanted to emphasize one or two, but seeing Chen Cuo's light-weight appearance, he was inexplicably a little in awe, and it was difficult to speak for a while.

Zhang Ju was stunned for a moment, and then said: "There is indeed something, you have made it easy for me to find it these days, and you actually came here to get away." ”

"Sit down first," Chen Cuo greeted, and then said: "Where is my cousin, I came to Guishan Temple to seek Buddha and seek peace, and the hard work is almost the same, how can I say that I am free?"

When the two of them said this, they both laughed, Zhang Ju sat down, and asked why the monks in the temple had such an attitude.

Chen Cuo smiled and said nothing.

Seeing this, Zhang Ju stopped asking, and finally got to the point, saying, "I came to you, and it has something to do with your article." ”

"Painted skin?" Chen Cuo narrowed his eyes, carefully looked at the cousin in front of him, and soon found a few wisps of black qi entanglement from the subtleties, and he understood a little in his heart.

The pressure in Zhang Ju's heart was sharp, as if he had faced those important ministers and celebrities in the past, he unconsciously felt a little like walking on thin ice, and when he came back to his senses, he couldn't help but be surprised.

Chen Cuo smiled at this time: "Let's talk about it first, what does it have to do with that painted skin?"

As soon as he smiled, Zhang Ju breathed a sigh of relief, and first talked about his friend Jiang Yi.

"A few days ago, I was invited by Jiang Yi to come over, and during the banquet, he admired you very much, and often sent people to urge him these days, saying that he wanted to visit you. ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Ju lowered his voice and reminded: "Jiang Yi is not a simple person, his father is now in a high position, and he is favored, he is himself, he can walk in the East Palace, get close to the prince, it is close to the water and get the moon first, if you can be good with him, there are many benefits!" Zhang Ju said seriously, in his opinion, this is his cousin's opportunity, and it is also his own opportunity.

Jiang Jun said righteously, I know, I should meet, but there is no need to rush for a while, there is still something important at the moment. Chen Cuo nodded, recalling the previous two articles by Lu Le and Jiang Yi.

Zhang Ju was stunned for a moment, but even though he realized that his cousin was a clan and had a title, the royal family was thin, and he was cautious in the palace in the past, and there was a way out in the future, so there was no need to drill the camp like this.

However, the main thing about coming here today is not this matter.

"Anything else?"

"That's right," Zhang Ju said, "There is another thing, it is an invitation to a cultural meeting, which is also related to a few of my friends......"

It turned out that someone proposed to convene a literary meeting to taste the article "Painted Skin".

"Get together and discuss the painted skin?" Chen Cuo's eyelids jumped after hearing this, and he had a dark feeling, "Who are they?" and said, "The painted skin is a strange theory, and the literary society is generally a poem against each other, and the argument does not match, right?"

He doesn't really care about mundane things anymore, let alone can't recite poems against him, so he must be out of place, but once the painting skin is involved, the nature of the matter is different, and it may be that the evil ghost is secretly fueling the trouble.

Wenhui should have been a group of scholars and celebrities gathered together, just as Chen Cuo said, they were all against the wind and snow, and the poetry was resounding, and suddenly they had to taste a popular bizarre, which was very abnormal!

"It's all Coats celebrities. Zhang Ju looked excited, reported a few names, and finally said: "There are many supporters, if you can get their appreciation and praise, you will definitely become famous!"

Chen Cuo's expression became solemn, and he confirmed again: "Famous and well-known celebrities gather together to discuss painted skins, they should have all seen or heard of painted skins, right?"

"Naturally," Zhang Ju thought that Chen Cuo was flattered, and said with a smile, "I haven't seen it, and I have to watch it before the literary meeting, but it really can't be done, and the literary meeting will also be appreciated." ”

Chen Cuo sighed and said, "I think it's hard to cancel the communication meeting." ”

"Why canceled?" Zhang Ju looked puzzled, and then thought that this cousin was not very old, and he probably hadn't experienced such a scene, "No need to be stage frightened, this fact is normal, and besides, I have agreed with you, how can I go back on my word." ”

Chen Cuo nodded, didn't say more, raised his hand to beckon Chen Hai over, and ordered: "Find someone to go to the temple to ask for some melons and fruits to come over and entertain my cousin." He said to Zhang Ju again: "Cousin, let Chen Hai take you to the side room to rest, I will choose to take a nap at this time these days, if there is anything, I will talk about it when I wake up." ”

"That's a good point, why do you want to take a nap?" Zhang Ju was confused, but looking at Chen Cuo's eyes, he subconsciously responded, and when he wanted to ask again, he was urged by Chen Hai.

Chen He hesitated for a moment, but remembering the calm appearance of Chen Cuo's words, he extinguished his thoughts again and followed.

As soon as the people left, Li Huai took out a few things from the side, put them on the table, turned around, and sat cross-legged on the bed.

"There are many strange things about the literary society, it should be the evil ghost infected with the thoughts of celebrities, so as to promote, if the celebrities really have many supporters, and then polluted by the evil ghosts' thoughts, it uses this to condense ideas, shape itself, maybe it can really get rid of the constraints, this is a crisis, but the danger is hidden, maybe it is also the decisive moment, the premise is to set up the god in the heart!"

His gaze fell on the table.

There were a lot of things on the table—a blank picture, a small incense burner, a few sticks of incense, and a meal that the little novice had just delivered.

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Cuo took out the small gourd from his arms and put it on the table.

"If I contemplate the establishment of God, the evil spirits will be aware of it, and it will be disturbed, and such gloomy and evil thoughts will be chaotic, and when the sun is blazing, it will be suppressed, and it can be resisted by the momentum, so this afternoon is the opportunity, now sort out the thoughts and think clearly about the steps. ”

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In front of the gate of Guishan Temple, two more people came over at this time, one in front of the other, and the person in charge was the Qiu Yuzi, who was the bearded Taoist, and behind him, there was also a man.

This man has a handsome face, especially a pair of eyes, which are dark and intense. He was promoted, wearing a moon-white robe, a jade pendant hanging from his waist, the jade was white, and he was carved with a crimson dragon.

Walking on the bluestone steps, the wind blows, the long hair and clothes fly, and there is a bit of dusty artistic conception.