This scorching and hot gaze made Chu He chrysanthemum tighten.

"It can't be that he has been seen through!" Although he is quite confident in his acting skills, he can't keep the old monk from any unusual means, and he can detect his changes and doubt them from the level of the soul.

Chu He was still nervous, but the old abbot grabbed Chu He's hand and said, "Senior Brother Daoyue has already sent a letter, and Master Xuanzang will arrive in Chang'an in seven days." At that time, eight disciples will be selected from various monasteries to follow the practice, and at the same time, annotate and practice the Buddhist scriptures brought back by Master Xuanzang. ”

This is your chance, and you have to grasp it firmly. After that, the old abbot stared at Chu He even more, looking more nervous and solemn than Chu He, the main master.

Chu He didn't understand why the old abbot was so abnormal for a while, but he still nodded and said, "Abbot, don't worry, the disciple will definitely live up to the expectations of the master and you." ”

The old abbot nodded with satisfaction, finally let go of the hand that was holding Chu He, turned around and suddenly took out a copy of the "Guanzi Heart Sutra" and handed it to Chu He.

"You should study this book more lately!" said the old abbot, as if casually.

Chu He took the scripture book, and before he could turn it, he had already noticed something unusual.

The pages of the book are spread out, and there is a stick of Buddha incense, and the fragrance is elegant.

When it is one page, it is, 'The color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and it is the same when you want to know it'.

Although it's none of his business, Chu He still has a shyness that has been exposed.

The old monk was warning him to hurry up and deal with the matter with Princess Gaoyang, so as not to tarnish his reputation and delay the big event.

Chu He put away the Buddhist scriptures, and Zhengse said: "Abbot rest assured, the disciple can save it!"

The old abbot said, "Okay! If you understand, go ahead!"

Chu He held the Buddhist scriptures and left the meditation room in a little embarrassment.

I couldn't stop slandering in my heart: "What is this debate machine doing with Gao Yang? Is it such a high-profile? It can't be that there is not even a private base, just messing around in the temple? I don't know if anyone else knows except this old monk." ”

"In any case, the old monk's warning was correct. The relationship with Gao Yang must be broken cleanly. ”

Chu He made a decision in his heart, even if he had to take a little risk, it was a helpless thing.

Back in his own Zen courtyard, Chu He turned out the Dream Treasure Pillow from the bedside.

This thing is a treasure of the private meeting between the debate machine and Princess Gaoyang on weekdays.

As long as the pillow is pillowed, the two can communicate in their dreams and have a private meeting in their dreams to relieve the pain of lovesickness.

After all, the two of them, one is a young monk who is famous in Chang'an, and the other is the daughter-in-law of Taizong's beloved daughter and Prime Minister Fang Xuanling.

Stroking this dream treasure pillow that I don't know what material it is, it looks like jade, but it is as soft as a girl's delicate skin, Chu He gritted his teeth, lay on the bed with his head back, and pillowed his head on the dream treasure pillow.

The head was just touched by the pillow, and Chu He, who had no need to sleep for a long time, actually felt a sense of sleepiness for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, the primordial spirit was actually withdrawn and sent to an illusory dream space.

It is a beautiful space with red glow dancing in the sky, flowers in full bloom, and a babbling stream.

And just behind a peach tree, is a simple farm yard.

A woman with simple clothes, but delicate appearance, snow and frost on her skin, with the richness of a woman, but still with a girlish girl, is holding a hoe, trying to make the appearance of turning the ground.

The two vegetable patches at the entrance of the small courtyard have been harmed by her.

Chu He looked at himself in front of the stream.

There is not much difference from the previous appearance of the debater, except that he has grown hair and dressed as a farmer.

Shake it up.

The peasant's outfit on his body turned into a snow-white monk's robe, and his black hair fell off and turned back into a shiny bald head.

Holding the Buddha beads in his hand, Chu He strode towards the small courtyard of the farmhouse.

The woman heard footsteps, put down her hoe, and looked back.

When he saw Chu He, he first showed a sweet smile. When he looked at He's outfit again, his expression changed slightly, and then converged, as if he didn't notice anything unusual.

"Xianggong is back, did you catch any prey today?" the woman lifted the coarse porcelain teapot by the ridge and strolled towards the Chu River. Although she tried hard to make her steps more casual, the dignified posture formed by training and discipline in the court did not change much.

Chu He clasped his hands together: "Amitabha! The little monk just passed by here and came to say goodbye to the benefactor." ”

Long pain is better than short pain, Chu He simply opened his mouth directly, and directly swung his knife to cut the love silk.

The woman's expression did not change at all, and she didn't seem to react to Chu He's indifference at all, but stepped forward and lowered a bowl of tea to Chu He's mouth: "Yes, yes, yes! Xianggong has worked hard today, please drink this bowl of tea, and then go into the house to rest." The concubine will go to boil water for your feet, and wait for a soak in your feet and rest for a night. If you go up the mountain tomorrow, Xiang Gong will definitely be able to hit the prey. ”

"Ahh

Why is there a barrier to communication?

Looking at Princess Gaoyang, who was pleasing to the eye with low eyebrows and a clever smile beside her, Chu He could only harden his heart and pull his sleeves fiercely: "Female donor, please don't embarrass the poor monk again." In this life, the poor monk has decided that the green lantern ancient Buddha is accompanied... ”

Princess Gaoyang hugged Chu He's arm and embedded Chu He's strong arm into the two soft and delicate balls.

"Xianggong, the concubine body was at my aunt's place yesterday, and I found a few albums, some postures are not very well understood, you might as well teach the concubine body, how to fiddle with such a posture, how?" Princess Gaoyang's voice did not show the slightest annoyance, but was sweet and sneering, almost making Chu He unable to hold it, and directly broke the gong.

In the face of malicious ambiguity and temptation, Chu He had already taken precautions and could not move.

But Princess Gaoyang's flattery, low and small, made Chu He difficult to resist.

She is the proud princess of the Tang Dynasty, but for him, she dresses up as a peasant woman, just like an ordinary woman, waiting for her husband's return after work. What's more, he is willing to learn some 'postures' that are not necessary for her.

After all, the vast majority of 'postures' are really only invented for the feeling of men, and for women, perhaps the simplest state, as long as they are done with their beloved, they can be very happy.

"No! No! I can't be led by her nose! This princess Gao Yang seems to be a high-level player! It's not easy to deal with, if I propose to break up, she will make a big fuss, but she will take the opportunity to tear her face, and then die of old age. Now she is like this, and it is very uncomfortable to overcome rigidity with softness. Chu He thought to himself, and with a slight force, he pulled his arm out of Princess Gaoyang's arms very decisively.

"Princess, the poor monk's relationship with you will not lead to anything. Rather than one day, you and I will regret it and be miserable. It's better to end it like this when everything can be recovered!" Chu He didn't even fight the Zen machine, and more bluntly clarified the purpose of coming this time, full of scumbag atmosphere.