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Chapter 191 Interlocking Fingers and Hearts Together

August.

The corners of the temple walls that were repaired ten years ago are now covered with dense moss, and some reddish-brown soil has fallen off.

A sycamore tree is in full bloom in front of the altar of the temple.

The bird of Tianxuan does not inhabit unless it is a wu.I haven't seen a phoenix, but there are many birds on the tree now.

Now it's market day, more people come to offer incense than usual, but not too many.

Most of them are places where believers and rich and wealthy people come.Most of them are begging for peace and prosperity, good health and longevity, full children and grandchildren, or marriage.

Shen Chuming took Concubine Su to bypass the crowded and noisy places, and went directly to the temple to offer incense.

The temple is not very popular. There is only a two-person Avalokitesvara statue left in the Qing Dynasty, and there are only sporadic gold paint left on it.

After burning the incense, Concubine Su sat under the sycamore tree, looking at the luxuriant sycamore trees breaking through the wall, and waited for Shen Chuming and the abbot to finish talking.

"Benefactor Shen."

When the abbot saw Shen Chuming, he came over and nodded to say hello: "It's a rare fate, goodbye to the benefactor."

Master Yuanji, the abbot, with Buddhist beads hanging around his neck and a white beard, is about seventy years old. I remember Shen Chuming's last visit was a year ago.

But Shen Chuming's appearance was outstanding, and his speech style was different from other pilgrims, so that he could still remember it after a year.

"Master of Death."

Shen Chuming also responded politely, with a smile on his face and eyes, and looked out: "It just so happens that I'm free, so bring a kid over to offer incense."

There is also an irresistible pampering in her tone.

Abbot Yuanji saw a lot of passers-by every day. Shen Chuming's tone of voice and brows were a little happy, and he couldn't help but be moved: "Benefactor Shen, a good thing is coming soon?"

Following his gaze, there was a little girl outside, about fifteen or so, with a pretty face and a good foundation.

Even though he has seen countless people, he has never seen a few girls who can look so beautiful.

No wonder.

Shen Chuming smiled, rubbed his fingertips lightly, looked out with shimmering eyes, half restrained and half released, as if he was proud of the spring breeze, but restrained: "Probably..."

Probably.

However, it shouldn't be too far away.

Abbot Yuanji chuckled, and a few creases appeared on his wrinkled face: "As long as you like each other, and both sides agree, age is not a problem. I hope that Benefactor Shen will embrace the beauty as soon as possible."

Shen Chuming's eyes darkened slightly, and then he became clear: "Then I will borrow a good word from Master."

Thinking about age...

The little girl refused to promise him, could it be because of her age?

After all, his age is there, 25 is neither too old nor too young, but compared to the little girl Huaer's age, he...

Mr. Shen, who has experienced many storms and is not afraid of anything, is not very confident in himself for the first time.

Still because of age.

When I came out this morning, the sky was gloomy, and it rained after a while, and it tended to increase.

Su Concubine waited for a while, trying to find a place to hide from the rain, when Shen Chuming came out.

He has an outstanding appearance, clear eyebrows, and a three-pointed smile under his black eyes.The whole person is a walking hanger, with perfect proportions and a slender figure, which can be approached in a few steps.

"I kept you waiting, I'll take you to the back to rest."

Shen Chuming pinched her ears, then put the little girl's cold hands in his pocket, and held them: "It's cold, put the warmer inside."

You have to find a reason to take advantage.

Being held by him, Concubine Su was about to struggle, but she really warmed up a lot, so she gave up.

As the two walked towards the backyard, his fingertips would wrap around hers to play with, slowly caressing, or unintentionally entangled, she broke free but was held even tighter.

In the end, somehow, he interlocked his fingers with her.

(End of this chapter)