The Prince's Humen's Wife

218 Chapter 2 The Congratulations ([-])
The woman snorted, "When did I ever steal incense!"

She slapped the table again.

The old monk raised his eyebrows, "If this lottery is drawn by a man, it must mean stealing incense and jade, but if it is a woman... it is stealing incense..."

"That's right, how could I steal fragrance!" The woman's voice became more and more savage.

This time it was Li Chaochao's turn to raise his eyebrows, stealing incense and jade?
The old monk looked at the other side seriously, and Li Chaochao felt that his gaze was looking in the direction of the person in front of him looking at him.

He said slowly: "I'm afraid that a woman is just what she wants, but she doesn't want it. Miss is not sincere in asking for a lottery, and her motives are not pure. She wants to be a good husband. He is not a good match. He is just clinging to the powerful or for money. Begonia is also known as the "heartbroken flower." "If Miss insists on going all the way to darkness, you will be the one who will be sad in the end."

At this time, the girl didn't say a word, the old monk recited Amitabha, and sighed: "The poor monk advises the young lady not to take any chances, otherwise the taste of the heartbroken flower will only be unspeakable."

Dongyue suddenly laughed, "It's really strange, that woman was speechless? Could it be that she had something on her mind?"

The little maid in front was obviously also stunned. She turned her head and saw her young lady's face, and hurriedly helped her up in fright, "Miss, what's wrong with you? Don't believe what this old monk said, they are all talking nonsense , the next thing I must say is that I have a way to crack it, and lie that we should go buy something to crack it."

The old monk twitched the corner of his mouth and said angrily, "Monks don't lie!"

The little maid gave him a hard look, as if she was saying that you would not miss a word!Will die, will die!

The old monk also rolled his eyes, and he said again without fear of death, "Monks don't tell lies!"

He just wants to say that he won’t die!

Li Chaochao was amused by the old monk with that thing, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, but Dongyue beside him laughed out loud.

When the old monk heard the movement, he looked over with heavy eyes, as if thinking about something thoughtfully, and then put on a warm smile, "Is the lottery a fortune teller?"

Seeing someone coming from behind, the little maid hurriedly helped the young lady to walk backwards, "Miss, let's not stay here for too long, otherwise Madam Tai and Madam Hou will be waiting impatiently. When you see them later, don't say anything. Don’t pay too much attention to what the monk said just now, the Marquis’ Mansion of Wuxiang is pretty good anyway, maybe Lan Shizi will..."

The two walked farther and farther, and Li Chaochao felt the footsteps around her stop slightly. She glanced at Chun Li as if nothing had happened, and then went to sit down in front of the old monk, while Chun Li went to the main hall to buy incense candles for an excuse.

The old monk smiled and asked: "May I ask the girl whether she is asking about the weather, marriage, or destiny?"

Li Chaochao smiled lightly, "No, I'll ask someone."

The old monk smiled with chrysanthemum folds all over his face, "That's amazing, old monk, I've never seen such a fun thing, and the poor monk's face is not ordinary. Since you are asking someone, the girl will draw a lottery first." , the monk will help you find it."

He handed over the lottery, but Li Chaochao smiled and said nothing, "This person can be found without lottery, so why bother, fortune-telling is a leak."

The old monk clicked his tongue, "Little girl, you are really boring. You neither draw lots nor give orders, you only ask people, and I am not allowed to count. Oh...you can't open again."

Li Chaochao smiled, Chunli had already come over with three incense sticks, and said in a low voice, "Girl, it's ready."

"En." Li Chaochao stood up, and Dongyue looked at the ingredients of the three incense sticks excitedly. She had developed this habit these days.

She secretly broke the incense into pieces and brought it to the tip of the pen to smell it, and thought about the materials in her heart. Li Chaochao smiled and said nothing when he saw this, and the corner of the old monk's mouth twitched. Yu's words.

Seeing that Li Chaochao was about to leave, he hurriedly stopped him, "Girl, you haven't drawn lots yet."

The old monk pursed his lips, "I won't charge you money, I will give you a fortune-telling for free, the poor monk thinks you look like this..."

Dongyue was worried that the old monk would say something bad again, but Chunli was worried about Mrs. Tai and the others walking away. Li Chaozhao glanced at the old monk indifferently. One, without waiting for the old monk to speak, directly put the spiritual lottery in his sleeve, and said with a smile: "I have already drawn it, but I really don't want to hear about unforeseen things, so as not to let you reveal the secret, and God will punish you." .”

The old monk couldn't stop him, Li Chaochao had already turned and walked away, his eyes gradually became darker with her elongated figure.

"There are fates in the world that I can't see?"

He smacked his lips and was a little unconvinced. Just as he was about to get up, a novice ran over from the other side of the hall angrily, "Who dares to put me..."

Before he finished shouting, he looked up and saw a face with chrysanthemum folds, and ran over in fright, "Master... Shizu, you... why are you back! I, I, I... I am not Deliberately being lazy...I..."

The old monk looked at him with a smile, "It's all right, you just need to tell me which pilgrim is the one who prayed in the hall just now?"

The novice thought for a while, and said, "It was Mrs. Tai and Mrs. Hou of Wuxiang Hou who calculated the horoscope for his son Lan. I heard that they have already gone to see Mr. Fangzheng."

The old monk touched the beard on his chin, "It's interesting, I'll join in the fun."

The novice monk wanted to find the presiding uncle to say that the master was back, but the old monk pinned him in place with a smile on his face, and he dared to pant without making a sound, but he thought in his heart: Why is the master back!
Li Chaochao did not go to the Madam Tai and the others in the Hou Mansion, but walked into the main hall and bowed in front of the Bodhisattva three times. After getting up, Dongyue handed her a new incense stick, and she held the incense stick with her thumb and index finger. Standing, I put my three fingers together, raised the incense sticks to the level of my eyebrows with both hands, inserted the three incense sticks vertically into the incense cauldron, and the cigarettes curled up to the sky.

Dongyue asked in a low voice: "Why don't you follow me to see?"

Li Chaochao smiled, "I really thought, but why did they enter the house and close the door."

Dongyue scratched her head anxiously, "Then what should I do?"

If you don't follow the past, what if something happens over there?
Li Chaochao glanced at her with a smile, but he just smiled and said nothing. If she didn't look, someone would follow her.

In a wing room of the Bodhi Temple, the novice served plain tea to the pilgrims in the room and saluted with one hand, "Several benefactors, wait a moment, our Master Fangzheng will arrive later."

After the novice retreated, Mrs. Ni smiled and brought tea to Mrs. Tai, "Mother, the most famous Bodhi Temple is the master who is not greedy, but he is not in the temple when he is traveling. This master Fangzheng is his nephew. He is the safest person."

There was no expression on Mrs. Tai's face, she just took a sip of Cha and put it on the table, "I just want to be the fastest, Yu'er can't wait."

(End of this chapter)