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Walking to the edge of the cliff, Mu Wanqing, who was about to jump off, heard the sound, stopped and stopped, turned around and looked behind, only to see a young monk running towards her quickly.

After Fang Mutian stopped not far from Mu Wanqing, Mu Wanqing opened his mouth and Mutian asked, "Little monk, who are you?"

who I am?Fang Mutian was stunned for a moment, rolled his eyes immediately, and said: "Amitabha, the female benefactor, the poor monk's name is 'Sun Wukong'!"

Approaching Mu Wanqing's body, Fang Mutian could see her face more clearly.

The black hair, under the majestic blowing, caressed her snow-white and delicate face, which was smooth and crystal clear, with full eyebrows, dark eyes, like two black gems, a small and lovely little Qiong nose, a small cherry mouth, dexterous Correct, with thin red lips and a pointed jaw.The whole face looks fresh and refined, but there is a little charm in it.

Mu Wanqing's demeanor gave people a very delicate feeling, but in this delicate, there was also a wave of indifference, which made people feel very special.

Her voice was crisp and pleasant, but there was a hint of coldness in her tone, as if she was thousands of miles away from others, without any warmth.

Through the description in the novel, Fang Mutian knew that Mu Wanqing was an icy beauty who was tough on the outside and soft on the inside, wrapped in a layer of cold appearance, she had a pure and kind heart for a moment, she was smart and dexterous, with a straightforward personality.

"Sun Wukong? Why does your dharma name sound so strange?" Mu Wanqing frowned slightly, and Fang Mutian looked him up and down.

"Amitabha, the female benefactor, the dharma name of the poor monk was given by the monastery when he was introduced. The host said that this dharma name is profound and profound, and it is a very unusual dharma name." Fang Mutian nonsense.

Fang Mutian looked like a magic stick, and he couldn't help but praise himself for his potential to be a magic stick. He thought that if he couldn't find a good job in the future, he could just become a monk. I heard that being a monk is also a good job now. .

Not only is the income high, but he can also drive a luxury car and raise a lover. Life can be said to be extremely nourishing, which is enviable.

However, I heard that the minimum threshold for becoming a monk is an undergraduate degree, and some even require a graduate student or even a doctoral student. Thinking of this, Fang Mutian immediately dismissed the idea of ​​becoming a monk who drives a luxury car and sleeps with beautiful women. The idea of ​​the flower monk.

"By the way, little monk, what did you call me for? Also, why did you appear here suddenly?" Mu Wanqing asked with a cold voice.

"Girl, the poor monk happened to pass by here and was about to return to the monastery. He saw that you had suicidal thoughts, so I called you." Fang Mutian said.

"Life is short, there are only a few dozen years, girl, why are you so overwhelmed? Maybe the poor monk can help you." Fang Mutian said with a smile on his face.

"Can you help me?" Mu Wanqing looked at the little monk in front of her in astonishment.

Fang Mutian nodded, with an inscrutable look, and said: "Girl, have you heard of the theory of physiognomy?"

"Physiognomy?" Mu Wanqing was taken aback for a moment, but when she realized it, she looked at the mysterious Fang Mutian and asked, "Little monk, what do you mean, you know how to read physiognomy?"

"Yes, the poor monk knows a thing or two about physiognomy." Fang Mutian nodded with a smile.

Mu Wanqing couldn't believe it, she couldn't figure it out, when will monks read faces, isn't this the housekeeping skill of those Taoist priests?

"In this case, then you can show me what happened to me recently, if you are not sure, hmph, I will kill you with a sword." Mu Wanqing felt that the little monk was a liar, and the voice It suddenly became a little cold.

Hearing Mu Wanqing's words, Fang Mutian was startled immediately, but he knew that Mu Wanqing was not an easy-talking master, and would beat people at every turn. Duan Yu on TV, when he just met her, At that time, he was slapped many times.

Damn, I didn't expect such a beautiful girl to be so violent.Looking at the indifferent Mu Wanqing, Fang Mutian didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately said: "Girl, the poor monk can see that you have encountered a very distressing thing."

Nonsense, this girl is about to jump off a cliff, wouldn't she be so stupid when she encounters distress?Mu Wanqing glared at Fang Mutian, and became even more sure that the little monk was a charlatan, and said coldly, "Stop rambling, tell me what happened to me?"

"Girl, the poor monk said it, so don't be angry."

"Why so much nonsense? Hurry up and say it. If you say something wrong, hmph, this girl will make you look good."

Fang Mutian was a little speechless, this girl is too violent, and said immediately: "The poor monk can see from the girl's face that what you are troubled with is that you found out that you are related to the person you like, and because of moral values, you can't Come together, you will have the idea of ​​committing suicide."

"Girl, I don't know if what the poor monk said is correct?" Fang Mutian looked at the shocked Mu Wanqing and laughed heartily.Hmph, you want to test me, what don't I know about your world?

If it's not that I can't use clairvoyance, otherwise don't talk about these small things, it's everything about you, and I can know clearly.

"You...how did you know?" Mu Wanqing recovered from the shock, and immediately said coldly: "Say, are you following me?"

Fang Mutian was taken aback, looked at Mu Wanqing who was about to go mad, and quickly said: "No, no, the poor monk didn't follow you, girl, and you can see that the poor monk doesn't know martial arts, and the poor monk has no hands to bind a chicken. How could it be possible to follow you, girl?"

"Besides, the poor monk can see that you only know about this, girl, and even you, the girl. How could the poor monk know about it before you?"

After listening to Fang Mutian's words, Mu Wanqing thought about it carefully, and felt that what the little monk said was very reasonable, she frowned and asked, "Are you really good at reading?"

Fang Mutian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He was very scared. For him who didn't know any martial arts, it would be too easy for Mu Wanqing to kill him, just like killing a chicken. .

"Yes, yes, the poor monk does know how to read faces. Regarding the difficulties the girl is facing now, if you need me to help you solve them, I believe there will be a turnaround." Fang Mutian nodded repeatedly.

"Can you crack it?" Mu Wanqing was overjoyed. She had made a poisonous oath that the first man who saw her face was not her husband, so she would kill him. She really likes Duan Yu.

However, when thinking about the relationship between herself and Duan Yu, Mu Wanqing said dejectedly: "God destined Duan Yu to be my brother, there is no way to solve it."

"Who said no? Girl, monks don't lie. Since the poor monk said so, then the poor monk will naturally have a way. Girl, you have to trust the poor monk. Although the poor monk's martial arts are not good, but above physiognomy, the poor monk There’s still a little way.”

Fang Mutian looked like an eminent monk, and he spoke without shame.

"You can do it?" Mu Wanqing couldn't believe it. She could see the difficulties she wanted from the other party. Although she knew that the other party was capable, she and Duan Yu were destined to be related by blood. How could this be resolved?

Being told no by a woman, Fang Mutian was very upset, and said a little unhappy: "Girl, if you don't believe what the poor monk said, then forget it. You know, if the poor monk helps you crack it, it will cost the poor monk a lot of money." Less mana."

"The poor monk met you here, it means that there is a predestined relationship between us. The Lord Buddha said that helping a person is equal to building a seven-level pagoda. Since you don't believe in the poor monk, girl, then the poor monk will leave."

After finishing speaking, Fang Mutian looked as if he was about to leave, but he kept shouting in his heart: "Big beauty, please persuade me to stay, if I leave, my mission will be for naught."

Mu Wanqing was stunned for a moment, she was an infatuated woman, although she thought it was impossible, she still had some expectations in her heart.

Immediately, she shouted: "Wait, little monk, this girl is wrong, I shouldn't believe you, tell me, how can you help me crack it."

Fang Mutian almost vomited blood, shit, is there anyone who begs for help like this?

But Fang Mutian didn't care too much, after all, his task has a time limit, and said: "This is related to the marriage of the girl, the poor monk has to help the girl to look at the marriage."

"Look." Mu Wanqing nodded.

Fang Mutian nodded, looked up and down Mu Wanqing with an unfathomable expression, and sighed in his heart: "This girl is so beautiful, such breasts, such face, such slender legs... hurry up Spirited."

Mu Wanqing felt a little creepy when Fang Mutian looked at her, she had never been stared at by that man for so long, so she said coldly, "Are you alright?"

"Ahem, okay." Fang Mutian came back to his senses, nodded, and said, "But the poor monk has a question, I hope you can answer the poor monk honestly, it is extremely important for the girl's marriage."

Mu Wanqing nodded and asked Fang Mutian to ask.

Fang Mutian knew that there was not much left, and it was time to get into the topic, but he still felt insecure, and said, "Girl, the question of the poor monk may be a bit abrupt, but please don't get angry, girl."

"Let's talk." Looking at Fang Mutian who was rolling his eyes, Mu Wanqing felt that the little monk had no good intentions.

"Girl, the poor monk would like to ask, what is the shape of the birthmark on your left buttock?" After pondering for a while, Fang Mucai asked what he wanted to know most in his heart.

"Bastard!" Mu Wanqing was stunned for a moment, her face turned cold, and she said angrily, "I thought you were an eminent monk, but I didn't expect you to be a sleazy thief with a human face and a beast's heart. Eliminate harm!"

"No! The poor monk is not an adulterer, the poor monk's law name is Sun Wukong!"

Seeing that the angry Mu Wanqing was about to shoot him with a poisoned arrow, Fang Mutian shuddered and fell to the ground, and immediately shouted: "Girl, the poor monk didn't mean to offend, from your face, The poor monk figured out that this is indeed related to your marriage, if you don't want to say it, the poor monk will not force you, and ask the girl to bypass the poor monk."

"What you said is true?" Mu Wanqing stopped firing the poisonous arrow, her face was deeply cold, and her eyes looked at Fang Mutian indifferently.

The reason why Mu Wanqing stopped was because she felt that what the little monk said was very reasonable, and also felt that the little monk was indeed very profound, otherwise how would he know that he had a birthmark on his left hip?This is apart from myself, only my master knows.

That being the case, then this little monk might really be able to help him, so Mu Wanqing stopped Mu Tian from killing him.

Fang Mutian was trembling with fear, his back felt cold for a while, even though the sun was high, he still felt as if he had fallen into a hole in the ice.

"Yes, yes, monks don't tell lies, and everything the poor monk said is true. I hope the girl will spare her life." Fang Mutian nodded repeatedly.