Master !!"

Zheng Shiru's eyes were still shocked, he really didn't expect that in this troubled world, he would be able to meet such a monk who helped him.

It sounds simple to support and maintain the problematic stone bridge with manpower to let the carriage pass, but it is not easy for the people who support the stone bridge underneath, not to mention that this monk wants to protect the stone bridge from continuing to damage, so the force is heavier and the burden is greater.

"Master Zheng, I hope it will be as soon as possible!"

The monk just replied, then closed his eyes and even began to recite Buddhist scriptures.

"This~"

Zheng Shiru didn't procrastinate after hesitating for a while, and walked quickly to Mrs. Qing's carriage, "Mrs. Qing, this master is willing...... Whether the carriage and horses continue their journey. ”

"Oh!

This Mrs. Qing seemed to be interested, lifted the curtain to visit, on the bank of the stone bridge that had just been restored, the bald head was very conspicuous, she looked at it and said slowly: "Since it is the master's intention, let's arrange it over there!

"Yes!"

Zheng Shiru bowed down and spoke, and then immediately arranged for the carriage and horses to cross the bridge, and the carriage and horse that had been stalled continued on the road, and it was Mrs. Qing's carriage that passed first.

At the moment when the carriage passed the bridge, Mrs. Qing, who couldn't hold back her curiosity, poked out her beautiful eyes and looked at the bottom of the stone bridge, and when she saw the monk's good-looking face, she subconsciously sighed.

The monk seemed to be disturbed by the sound, and he also looked up, his eyes were facing each other, and both of them were looking at each other and rolling their eyes.

The carriage passed quickly, and the staggered eyes were soon missed, and the monk's eyes were filled with doubt and a hint of surprise, as if he was amazed by the beauty of this Qing lady.

Mrs. Qing in the carriage returned to her position, with a hint of surprise in her eyes, and her lips moved lightly, "There are still such young talents in the Buddhist Sect, the disciples taught by the old bald donkey......?

"Master, this carriage and horse have passed!"

The last carriage passed, and Zheng Shiru, who had been waiting at the head of the bridge, hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to the monk who had been under the bridge for nearly half an hour.

This monk seemed to have a good impression of Zheng Shiru, smiled and shook Zheng Shiru with one hand, and then took advantage of the strength of the other party's pull-up to stand firmly on the bridge.

"We encountered trouble on the way, but the master suffered!"

Zheng Shiru handed over the towel again, and personally held an umbrella for the monk, revealing an approachable closeness without making people feel a little annoying.

"My Buddha is merciful and meritorious, and the poor monk is just doing his best!"

The monk shook his head, not taking credit, as if what he had just done was just a trivial matter, "Master Zheng, can you borrow an umbrella in the next one!"

"What's the matter with the Master!"

Zheng Shiru noticed that the monk was still testing the bridge with his feet, and his heart seemed to think of something, "If you need help with something, just ask." ”

The monk checked the stone slab under his feet, "This stone bridge is still unstable, if no one reminds you on a rainy day, once the carriage goes up, the consequences will be unimaginable." If you want to stay here, continue to ......"

"The master's righteous act, Zheng admires, but Zheng can arrange one or two for this matter. ”

Zheng Shiru's eyes flashed with surprise, and then he said with a smile: "I can arrange for two guards to make a warning here." Master don't be busy refusing first, and listen to Zheng.

This mountain Ganquan Temple should have a bridge and pave the way, I can ask the abbot to help one or two after entering the temple, this stone foundation is only clear to the master.

If the master doesn't go, won't it be in vain for me to wait. And the master worked in the rain for a long time, his clothes were wet, and it would be unfavorable for his health to stay any longer, if the master was sick, it would not be a blessing for the Buddha......"

"This~"

The monk pondered for a moment, at this time Zheng Shiru had already arranged for someone to guard the stone bridge, and the wood was already in the boat, and the monk could only nod and say: "I'm tired of Master Zheng Shi's arrangement!"

"Hehe~~"

Zheng Shiru smiled and invited: "The master also wants to go to Ganquan Temple, why don't you go with me for a car, and the master's monk's robe can be dried......"

"I'm tired of Lord Zheng. ”

Sure enough, there are one and there are two, after this monk accepted a good intention, he no longer refused the next overture, and followed Zheng Shiru into a carriage, Zheng Shiru personally drove the horse outside, and the carriage went steadily.

Zheng Shiru drove the carriage, as if he had no intention of chatting, "The master is not a monk of Ganquan Temple, he travels all over the world, and he is not a person from Xiangyang!"

"The poor monk is indeed not from Xiangyang, he should be from Yangzhou!"

The monk's voice came into Zheng Shiru's ears, "Since I was a child, I have been practicing with my master in a temple in the mountains, and I have been staying on the mountain since the master passed away, until the age before yesterday, I have ~"

The monk was a little vague when he talked about the year before last, but Zheng Shiru had a certain speculation in his heart, it is said that the year before last, Yang Guang went down to the south of the Yangtze River to stay in the ten palaces of Shugang in Yangzhou, and the left of the ten palaces was close to the mountains and forests of the royal mountains, and the mountains and temples were forbidden.

Zheng Shiru seemed to be a little embarrassed and smiled: "After chatting for so long, I still don't know what the master's name is~"

"This is the negligence of the poor monks. ”

The monk's voice inside was a little panicked, "Poor monk Fahai, a monk who travels in the clouds......"

"Fahai !!"

Zheng Shiru muttered twice, feeling ...... I don't have any impressions!

......

In front of the gate of Ganquan Temple, the carriages stopped in the courtyard in front of the temple gate, Zheng Shiru walked to the carriage of Mrs. Qing, bowed and bowed, and then whispered the message of the temptation along the way.

"Fahai !!"

The corners of Madame Qing's lips showed a hint of interest, "Isn't it the disciple of the Four Great Holy Monks?" or I don't know if it's true or not, if it's true......

"Mr. Zheng, what do you think of Fahai...... What the master said is true or false!"

Mrs. Qing's voice came into Zheng Shiru's ears, and he did not slack off because of Mrs. Qing's woman's body.

Zheng Shiru recalled his feelings after coming into contact with Fahai, and said in a low voice: "Looking down, his words don't seem to be fake!"

He didn't say it all, everyone has a time when judgment is wrong, right?

"Yes!"

Madame Qing's voice became pleasant, and she lifted the curtain and stepped out of the carriage, instantly becoming the focus of attention.

Mrs. Qing is an extremely beautiful woman, unusually beautiful, and the most eye-catching thing is her black and shiny hair, which sets off her beautiful face and skin is better than snow, with a delicate temperament that makes people palpitate.

She seems to have just woken up, and her dress is even simple, with a hint of tiredness mixed with an elegant and lovely meaning, giving people a solemn and reserved impression.

But those bright and beautiful eyes with affection, combined with her innate slightly shy and moving demeanor, but not many men can resist it.

Although her posture lacks the thrilling shock, it has an approachable and intimate feeling, which makes people desire and get it more.