small farm girl in pastoral space

Chapter 124 An Zhi
The decoration in the meditation room is not very delicate, a burst of sandalwood wafting in the air makes people's mind inexplicably calm down.Mu Qiu and Master Huiming sat cross-legged facing each other, with a low wooden table between them.There was a set of rough pottery tea set on the low table, steaming tea flowed out of the teapot, and the sandalwood in the room was replaced by a burst of plum blossom fragrance.

"This tea smells so good!" Mu Qiu couldn't help but took a deep breath.

"This is a scented tea made from a wintersweet plant in the poor monastery. It tastes slightly bitter and has a sweet aftertaste. It is more pleasing than ordinary tea. Donate, please try it!"

Mu Qiu picked up the teacup, and the fragrance of plum blossoms was around the tip of his nose, although it was strong, it didn't feel sweet.Master Huiming saw that she really liked the tea, and showed a gratified smile on his face.

"The poor monk is presumptuous, I don't know where the benefactor comes from?"

Mu Qiu paused while holding the tea, and replied: "Ping'an Village, Anyang County, I wonder if Master has heard of it?"

"I passed by Anyang a few years ago, but I was entangled in common affairs, so I didn't have time to visit it. I heard that it looks like a fairyland on earth, and the poor monk really yearns for it."

"If there is a chance, Master, please go and have a look..."

After drinking one cup of tea, Master Huiming poured a second cup for Mu Qiu.

"Why did the benefactor come to Ping'an Village?"

Mu Qiu was stunned again, she looked at Master Huiming, only to see that his face was like that of a Buddha living high in a Buddhist temple, and his penetrating eyes happened to meet Mu Qiu.It seemed that no one would tell a lie in front of such a person.

"Why did you come here? Probably because of a predestined word."

"Fate, the benefactor can find his own fate here? Blind date, acquaintance, lover..."

Mu Qiu suddenly thought of Li Xianrou, his grandfather's family, the lively and lovely Mu Wen and Mo'er, as well as the always seldom-talking Xuan Ying and... She smiled lightly: "Maybe I found it! "

Master Huiming may have been infected by her smile, and continued with a peaceful smile: "Although the benefactor is not in the Buddhist sect, his understanding is beyond the reach of my Buddhist disciples. The reincarnation of all ages is karma, and the so-called letting nature take its course is the best way to do it." Alright. The benefactor may encounter a catastrophe in the future, but as long as he follows the way of heaven, he will be able to get through it safely. I hope the benefactor will remember!"

Listening to Master Huiming's words, Mu Qiu fell into deep thought alone.When she raised her head again, Master Huiming had long since disappeared, leaving only the sandalwood in the room and half a cup of tea in the cup.

After leaving the door of the meditation room, Li Xianrou was already waiting outside.

"Qiu'er, what did Master Huiming say to you?"

"It's nothing, the master's words are too profound, I didn't remember them at all."

Li Xianrou sighed helplessly: "You!"

The snow is falling again, and I'm afraid I won't be able to go back any later.

"Mother, since there is nothing else, let's go back. If it snows heavily soon, grandpa will be worried at home."

Zhao Qin also meant the same thing.But before he walked out of the Chuchen Temple, a little master caught up behind him.

"Benefactor! It's snowing outside, so the abbot specially left a few of you to rest in the temple for one night."

Li Xianrou looked at Mu Qiu in surprise, and she was even more curious about the conversation between Mu Qiu and Master Huiming in the meditation room.

It snowed all night, and the sun finally cleared the next day.Mu Qiu and the others didn't stay in Chuchen Temple too long, they got up early and had some fast food before rushing back to the city.

The warm winter sun shines on the Chuchen Temple, and even the plum blossom forest on the back mountain looks extraordinarily gorgeous under the sunlight.The little master in the temple carried a bucket of water and planned to water the plum blossoms while the sun was shining.But after a while, he shouted and ran down the back hill.

"Master! Master! Those plum trees are blooming..."

I saw that among the red plum blossoms, there was an extra white flower, and that white was purer than snow.The cold wind blew by, and a burst of plum blossom fragrance came, but I didn't know whether it was the red plum or the white plum that exuded the fragrance...

　A little angel asked who the hero is, you can guess.A reminder: So far, the hero and the heroine have not had much interaction...

　　
　
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