Chapter 210
Although Si Moai and Zhan Qingxiao are husband and wife, this is a temple after all, so it's really inappropriate to pose in such a crooked and ambiguous posture.

Before Zhan Qingxiao could kiss him, Si Moqi turned his face away.

It just so happened that a few young novice monks in monk's uniform passed by at this time, her face blushed instantly, she slapped Zhan Qingxiao's big palm around her waist away, and stood upright.

The night is quiet and the lights are dim.

Zhan Qingxiao could still clearly see the rosy glow on the girl's face. He pursed his thin lips with a half-smile, until the group of little novice monks left. Then he grabbed the girl back and pinched her jaw. He kissed him hard.

"Well……"

Si Love struggled slightly, her ears were red like crayfish, but unfortunately this guy was so strong that he couldn't break free after struggling for a long time.

Si Moai silently prayed in her heart: the Buddha is above, believers have no intention of offending the pure place of Buddhism, but the love between husband and wife is deep, and the love between husband and wife is deep!

Fortunately, this guy has a little self-control, and after a little taste, he let her go.

The night is dark and full of stars, and the day will eventually pass.

At 5 o'clock in the morning of the next day, everyone was woken up by the morning bell, and got up to take a bath, eat fast and worship Buddha.

Si Moai changed into a low-key and obedient silver mask today, and as soon as she came out of the Zen room, she saw An Kerou clinging to Zhan Qingxiao, crying, "Brother Qingxiao, I was also the one who was deceived last time. Knowing that Lin Shuang is a bad person, I will never let brother Chu Yu take him to see you."

Zhan Qingxiao frowned and flung her away coldly, there was already an imperceptible evil spirit gathering in the bottom of bromo black eyes, if she didn't mention Lin Shuang, he could still look at Grandpa's face and pretend that the matter had nothing to do with An Kerou .

But she wanted to die.

"Go away! Before I get angry."

"Brother Qingxiao..."

"Do you also want to be kicked out of Yunzhou like Chu Yu?" The voice was chilling.

Seeing her husband looking like he was about to hit someone, Si Moai hurried out, "Qing Xiao, stop."

When she yelled this sentence, Si Moai felt something strange.

When others see her husband and rival together, it's catching rape, but she's here to start a fight...

"Lovely?"

Seeing Si Moai approaching, the hostility around Zhan Qingxiao's body could be seen dissipating with the naked eye, and the look in Bromo's black phoenix eyes also became gentle and watery.

The disparity in temperament before and after made Enke softly on the side almost vomit blood.

At this time, a figure in white came from another corner of the corridor. Tao Yanzhi saw Si Moai and Zhan Qingxiao, his clear eyes lit up, and he stepped forward attentively, "Mrs. Zhan, where are you?" How long do you want to stay? I want to find a chance to play chess with you again."

"This……"

Before Si Love could speak, Zhan Qingxiao pulled her behind him, blocking Tao Yanzhi's gaze from looking at Si Love.

He doesn't like Tao Yanzhi, and he doesn't want the other party to covet his woman, even if it's just an ordinary chess competition.

Si Momo was completely covered by Zhan Qingxiao, not a single corner of her clothes was exposed, and when she went to the left, the man would go to the left, and if she went to the right, the man would go to the right.

After going back and forth twice, Si Moai was completely speechless, she just grabbed Zhan Qingxiao's arm and lifted it up, poking her little head out of his creaking nest, "Senior Tao, we..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhan Qingxiao pushed his head back.

In short, this guy is determined not to let Si Moai and Tao Yanzhi talk.

Si Moai hugged his waist, laughed and pushed him, "Stop making trouble!"

An Kerou: "..."

Tao Yanzhi: "..."

In the pure place of Buddhism, in the early morning, you two should show your affection, is it appropriate?

It wasn't until the presiding abbot of Lingyin Temple came to invite all his disciples in person that the two stopped flirting.

A group of people went to the Buddhist temple.

The presiding abbot said, "Today, Master Huijue is teaching the Dharma. It may be a little profound. If you don't understand something, you can ask questions, and I will explain it to you."

Someone said, "I heard that Master Huijue is very accurate in fortune-telling, and everyone has come here for the name. Can you ask for a lottery after the conclusion?"

The host said, "Huijue leaked too many secrets in the early years, and now she has been condemned by God, blind in both eyes and deaf in both ears, I am afraid I can't help everyone, please forgive me."

Speaking of this, there was a lot of noise outside. An old monk with a bulky figure led his disciples into the Buddhist hall. He had sunken eyes and was old-fashioned, but he was very energetic and capable.

He is not at all like the deaf and blind man that the host master said.

"Jingle Bell--"

A copper bell rolled down from the master's cassock, and happened to roll to Si Moai's feet.

Si Love was stunned, bent down to pick up the bell, and handed it over, "Master, you lost something."

The old monk looked at her with gray eyes, and a look of shock flashed through his pupilless eyes, "You..."

Pointing at Si Moai, he only said one word, then fell straight to the ground, clutching his chest.

"Come quickly! Master Huijue has suffered a stroke!"

For a time there was chaos.

The temple was also equipped with a medical rescue center, and everyone quickly sent Master Huijue to the meditation room.

The host was very embarrassed, so he had to go to the battle in person to explain the scriptures and recite the law for everyone.

Si Moai didn't listen to a single word the whole time, and the reaction of Master Huijue when he saw her just now flashed through his mind.

Why is that expression?
Isn't Master Huijue blind?

When she was out of her wits, a big palm lightly landed on the back of her hand, and Si Moai came back to her senses, only to realize that it was Zhan Qingxiao.

The man sat upright on the tufted cattail, his handsome eyebrows raised slightly, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes, "What's wrong?"

The Buddhist hall was very quiet, in order not to disturb everyone listening to the class, he deliberately lowered his voice.

"It's okay." Si Moqi shook her head, but subconsciously clasped Zhan Qingxiao's hand a little bit.

Until the end of get out of class in a daze.

A young monk with a handsome appearance came over and said respectfully, "Mrs. Zhan, Master is here to invite you."

Zhan Qingxiao helped Si Moai get up, and glanced at the little monk.

The little monk is a direct disciple of Master Huijue, whose Dharma name is Kongji. He just entered the temple last night and was introduced by Master Huigen who received them.

For some reason, Si Moai suddenly felt a little nervous, "Is Master Huijue looking for me?"

"Yes."

Zhan Qingxiao gently embraced Si Moai's waist, and said in a deep voice, "I'll go with you."

"Master Zhan, I'm sorry, master only saw Mrs. Zhan alone."

After all, Master Huijue is an eminent monk of Lingyin Temple, and he always only enlightens those who are destined. Although Zhan Qingxiao was not very happy, he did not make trouble for no reason.

Instead, he straightened the collar of Si Momo's and kissed her forehead, "Go."

When I followed the little monk to the meditation room in the backyard, the medical team had just left.

Si Moai asked curiously, "How is Master Huijue?"

The little monk Kongji sighed and said, "Master's heart failure, I'm afraid it won't last long, we persuaded him to have a heart transplant, but he didn't want to, and said that life and death are life and death."

"The master is looking for me, what's the matter?"

Kong Ji opened the door of the meditation room, clasped his hands together, and bowed, "Female benefactor, let the master answer this question himself."

Sandalwood was lit in the room, Si Moai walked into the meditation room, Huijue was sitting cross-legged in meditation, "Master..."

She bowed respectfully, and before she could finish her sentence, her hoarse and old voice sounded, "Almsgiver, you are a murderer, you were born to be a kfuk, I advise you, the sea of ​​suffering knows no bounds, turn your head and go to shore..."

(End of this chapter)

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