After the kiss, I was spoiled by the regent

Chapter 194 Are you here to be funny?

The husband and wife joked, which relieved a lot of the frozen atmosphere.

Yu Wenyue was ordered to leave Wangcheng on the eve of the Lantern Festival and head for the border between Chen and Chu.

Nie Mingzhu has been very flustered recently. Since Yu Wenyue left, she has rarely had a complete sleep.

After half a month of tossing like this, she couldn't even look at the red clay anymore, so she asked Lizhi and Gantang to accompany Nie Mingzhu, and she simply went to the temple to ask for a safe amulet to worship, so that she could feel at ease.

Nie Mingzhu thinks that this can be done. She is always locked at home to take care of the housework and take care of the children. She may really need to go out for a walk to relax and change her mind.

"Master, let's go to the Dajin Temple in the eastern suburbs. The incense there is good, and it is said to be very effective." Lizhi suggested.

Nie Mingzhu shook her head: "Don't go, there are too many people and it will cause headaches, and whether the incense is good or bad can't fully explain the problem."

For example, she was reborn, which bodhisattva can count this?

"Where does the master want to go?"

Nie Mingzhu thought for a while and said, "Go to Xianglu Temple."

"Huh? That's far away."

"Go there." Nie Mingzhu made a decision.

The sea of ​​lights and starry sky on the Xianglu Pagoda was the most precious gift Yu Wenyue gave her, so no matter how far away, Nie Mingzhu only wanted to go there.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival years ago, Yu Wenyue took her flying around, Nie Mingzhu didn't realize how far it was, but now she was riding a carriage on the road, winding and winding, and it took nearly two hours to arrive.

Xianglu Temple is far away from Wangcheng, backed by Xianglu Pagoda, it is really deserted.

But although it was deserted, the front of the door was clean, but not desolate, and there were two or three people coming and going.

Nie Mingzhu and his party entered the temple. The temple was not big, but Nie Mingzhu worshiped every bodhisattva. He had only one wish, and that was to pray for the safe return of Yu Wenyue.

After burning incense, Hongni donated some sesame oil money, and several people wanted to go back.

But a monk in the temple was sitting on a futon in the corner, quite a distance from Nie Mingzhu. The monk didn't take the initiative to talk to Nie Mingzhu, who was dressed in extraordinary clothes, but kept staring at her with probing eyes full of curiosity. deep meaning.

Nie Mingzhu felt uncomfortable when she was seen. She pretended to be nonchalant and walked around the temple. The monk followed Nie Mingzhu with piercing eyes.

Even Gan Tang found it strange, she clung to Nie Mingzhu and whispered, "Master, why is this old monk staring at you all this time?"

Nie Mingzhu was also puzzled, but although she had no idea in her heart, she was never a person who retreated when things happened. Seeing this, she walked straight towards the monk and nodded slightly: "Master."

The monk clasped his hands together and recited a sentence of Buddha.

Nie Mingzhu said calmly: "This is the first time this disciple came to Xianglu Temple to offer incense. I think the little girl is unfamiliar, so the master has been staring at me?"

The old monk shook his head: "No."

Nie Mingzhu was a little puzzled in her speechless voice: "Does the master have anything to tell the disciples?"

The old monk looked at Nie Mingzhu's appearance, and said: "The poor monk just thought it was strange, and there was one thing he didn't figure out, so he kept staring at the benefactor, and hoped that the benefactor would forgive him."

Nie Mingzhu became interested: "The Dharma is profound, so naturally there will be doubts, but what is special about the disciples that can make the master feel puzzled?"

The monk said: "The donor's eyes are deep and full of spirit, calm and confident, and he must have a very strong heart."

Nie Mingzhu bowed her knees: "Thank you, master, for your compliment."

The monk looked calm and kind: "There is just one thing that the benefactor needs to pay close attention to."

Nie Mingzhu smiled: "The disciple and the master met today, but just by chance, why did the master remind me so hard?"

The old monk was not twitchy, but said inscrutably: "Because the benefactor will hold the fate of the Song Dynasty in his hands, and even reverse the fate of Kyushu."

Nie Mingzhu couldn't help laughing.

Lizhi and Gantang also laughed.

The old monk raised his gray eyebrows and said, "Don't laugh, benefactor, the poor monk has nothing to say."

Nie Mingzhu blinked, and she didn't even know how to answer. This man looked like an accomplished monk, but his speech and behavior always revealed a little bit of weirdness.

It's just this weird feeling, but I don't know where it came from.

"And the female benefactor next to you also needs to be careful in the near future, there is a catastrophe coming." The old monk pointed to Gan Tang.

Nie Mingzhu, Lizhi, and Hongni all looked at Gantang.

Gan Tang pointed at himself, his eyes widened, with an innocent expression on his face: "I will be in trouble? Master, are you here to make a joke?"

Nie Mingzhu also found it incredible that the old monk was talking ironically.

"She has a happy event coming, how could it be a catastrophe? Although it is unreasonable, I still thank the master for the kind reminder." Nie Mingzhu still responded politely.

The old monk stroked his beard and looked at the crowd with regret: "Your catastrophe is coming, and the poor monk kindly reminded you, but you still don't believe it."

Nie Mingzhu couldn't help frowning, why did this man get weirder the more he listened to him.

"Ji Lan? Ji Lan?" At this time, a monk outside the door was calling.

The face of the old monk in front of him changed, and then he quickly began to take off his clothes, and he didn't care about Nie Mingzhu and the others. His skillful and quick movements were astonishing.

Nie Mingzhu and the others took a step back, unable to understand what happened and what kind of operation it was.

"Crazy monk! Where did you go?" The young monk outside came to the hall.

The old monk named Ji Lan had already taken off his cassock, and he was wearing tattered gray linen clothes. He was about to sneak behind Bodhisattva Jin to escape, but was caught by the young monk.

"Okay you! You stole the abbot's cassock and lied to others here!" The little monk jumped.

"You're mistaken, I'm not lying!" Ji Lan covered her bald head and slipped away through the back door.

Nie Mingzhu: "..."

Gan Tang: "..."

Suddenly feeling very speechless.

The little monk muttered dissatisfiedly, picked up the cassock in the corner, came to Nie Mingzhu and said, "Donor, I'm very sorry, this monk is insane. Since he came to Xianglu Temple, he has not stopped. He often pretends to be He acts as an abbot to tell fortunes to others, and I don’t know if he was a Taoist priest before he became a monk.”

How could Nie Mingzhu care about a psychopath, she chatted casually: "Then you still take him in."

The little monk said helplessly: "There are few incenses in Xianglu Temple, and our life is poor, but the abbot insists on taking him in. Since he came, we can go hungry nine times in three days."

Nie Mingzhu almost laughed out loud.

Lizhi deliberately teased him: "Monks, you must be compassionate. You should learn more from your abbot."

The little monk drooped his brows and eyes.

Hongni also joked: "I thought that monks didn't care about worldly money."

Nie Mingzhu and the others nodded in agreement.

The little monk clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, what the female donors said is wrong, we care about it."

Nie Mingzhu: "..."

Little monk: "Monks also have to eat."

Nie Mingzhu suppressed a smile: "That's indeed the truth."

Before they left, they tripled the incense money before leaving.

It's just that Nie Mingzhu didn't listen to what the crazy monk said.

(End of this chapter)