Your Majesty, the Princess is here to help you with infertility again.

Chapter 337 The old monk doing Tai Chi

Upon hearing this, Abbot Huineng smiled and slowly stood up while stroking his beard, facing the direction of Nan Suhe:

"The benefactor's intelligence and ability are the first that the poor monk has seen so far."

"But the donor's wisdom and talent have not been fully demonstrated so far... However, it is indeed not the time to fully display it yet."

"The donor has gone through a lot in the past, and he doesn't easily trust people, nor does he easily show his true colors to others. This poor monk understands this."

“But one day, the donor will have someone he can trust wholeheartedly.”

"That person will work side by side with the donor, support each other, become each other's strength, and create a prosperous age for you!"

"Abbot," Nan Suhe frowned upon hearing this, showing impatience, "it seems that we are not talking about the same thing."

Abbot Huineng turned the beads and laughed loudly, walking slowly towards Nan Suhe:

"The poor monk naturally knows why the donor came and what he asked."

"I just thought that I was destined to be with the donor, so I said something else without permission."

"Donor, just listen!"

Nan Suhe stared at Abbot Huineng, who still had a kind expression.

The whole person looks gentle and kind, wise and reliable.

In any case, Nan Suhe would not associate him with planting Chaoyan for aphrodisiac or other uses.

But strangely, all the evidence and my strong premonition pointed to Ciguang Temple.

Nan Suhe felt that it would be impossible not to come here even once.

Looking at Nan Suhe's eyes under the mask, Abbot Huineng's face was always aloof and unashamed:

"As for the donor, I want to ask why the poor monk said you are not an ordinary person..."

"The donor himself naturally understands."

"and--"

Abbot Huineng had already walked three steps away from Nan Suhe. He looked at Nan Suhe and continued:

"Think about it, the donor came here today not mainly to ask about this matter, right?"

Huineng really has a problem!
  Ever since the little monk said just now that the abbot had been waiting for her for a long time, Nan Suhe had already felt something different.

Although Nan Suhe's consciousness told her that Abbot Huineng was not a bad person.

But many times, while Nan Suhe believed in his intuition, he also believed in some of the evidence he found!
  So far, many clues and evidence point to Ciguang Temple.

As soon as he arrived here, Abbot Huineng acted like he had "expected it a long time ago".

In this state, it is difficult not to make people suspicious!
  Nan Suhe looked back at Huineng's eyes and said:

"In addition to the Buddha's light shining throughout Ciguang Temple, I didn't expect that medicinal herbs are growing so well."

"For those who don't know, I thought I was coming to some kind of apothecary's herb cultivation manor instead of a temple!"

Nan Suhe deliberately brought the topic to medicinal herbs, preparing to test the reaction of the host Huineng.

Sure enough, even after hearing this, Huineng's expression and state were still very calm and calm, as if what Nan Suhe said had nothing to do with him at all.

Nan Suhe was not in a hurry. After finishing what he just said, he did not continue talking, but continued to wait quietly to see what the host Huineng's reaction would be.

The two of us just looked at me and I looked at you.

Until the end, it was still Huineng who took a deep breath and said with a helpless smile:
  "At this poor monk's age, he has never seen anyone as young as the donor, and so determined and patient."

"I'm not anxious about what I want to know, and I'm not in a hurry to express my needs."

"It's really easy to make the other party elusive, which is beneficial to you."

"The donor has such insight at such a young age, which is really impressive!"

"You will definitely achieve great things in the future!"

Host Huineng continued stroking his beard as he spoke, looking at Nan Suhe meaningfully.

Nan Suhe didn't care at all about these words. He didn't take them to heart at all. He just said with a smile:

"President Huineng, I'm not here to hear what you say about me."

"You are so wise, so you don't have to deliberately talk about him." Hearing Nan Suhe say this, Host Huineng was not angry at all, but the kindness and appreciation in his eyes became more obvious.

Host Huineng said: "The donor misunderstood. These feelings of the poor monk really come from the heart."

"Oh?" Nan Suhe raised the corner of his mouth, looked directly at Huineng, the host, and continued, "I and Huineng have only met once..."

"Why do you let Huineng host so much insight?"

"Does Host Huineng have some other identity?"

"Or is it that host Huineng keeps changing the topic just to protect someone?"

Nan Suhe looked at Huineng presiding over, and kept asking questions in a calm tone.

Host Huineng responded to Nan Suhe's eyes, neither humble nor overbearing.

In fact, looking at Nan Suhe's eyes and listening to her questions, Host Huineng felt very happy.

He knew from the first meeting that Nan Suhe was a smart person.

And it has a power that most women, and even ordinary men, don't have.

This kind of power, whether it is character, mentality, or external...

All covered included.

It is a kind of self-confidence brought by strength in oneself.

Seeing that Huineng was presiding but still said nothing, Nan Suhe raised the corner of his mouth:

"Ciguang Temple is located in a high location, with low temperatures in the morning and evening, and plenty of sunshine at noon."

“Plus it’s surrounded by greenery.”

"Most suitable for the growth of 'Chaoyan'."

"You think so? Huineng will preside over it?"

Nan Suhe wasn't going to sell it off this time, and directly brought the topic to Chao Yan.

Host Huineng is indeed an "old fox" and seems to be very good at "Tai Chi".

Host Huineng said: "Yes, the donor is right!"

"Our place is very suitable for Chaoyan to grow!"

Nan Suhe raised his eyebrows, this old bald donkey finally admitted it?

"The poor monk is indeed right. The donor's medical skills are astonishing. Whether it is pharmacology or practical operation, ordinary people cannot match it, and the poor monk is also daunted!"

"but--"

Host Huineng turned sideways and continued:
  "This Ciguang Temple, poor monk, is not only suitable for the growth of Chaoyan, but also many medicinal herbs are suitable for the growth!"

"for example……"

Having said this, host Huineng deliberately lowered his voice with a mysterious expression:

"Miwu."

Nan Suhe was shocked!
  Exhausted!

On the surface, these two kinds of medicinal materials are aphrodisiacs, but they can grow well in the same temple...

What exactly is this temple doing? !

Just when Nan Suhe was about to continue asking something, there were sudden bursts of hurried footsteps outside the door!

In addition, there was an anxious voice shouting from far to near:

"Hui Neng will host it! Hui Neng will host it!"

"Help me!"

"The old lady is sick! She seems to be dying soon!"

Host Huineng and Nan Suhe turned around and saw Grandma Sun running in from outside with a frightened expression. She grabbed Host Huineng's hands tremblingly and almost fell down:
  "Host! Go and see the old lady!"

(End of this chapter)