Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 862 Lagerstroemia misplaced, the world is in chaos. 2
When Fu Yuejun woke up, he found himself in the meditation room.

Sandalwood was burning on the table, and indistinct Buddhist scriptures filled her ears. She rubbed her eyes and asked, "Where am I?"

"Horyuji Temple."

Jin Tingxiao looked at her tenderly, helped her up, his eyes darkened, and he added in a deep tone: "Master Abe is here too."

Hearing the second half of the sentence at first glance, Fu Yuejun shook his body sitting on the bed, tried his best to restrain the bone-chilling coldness, and asked him in a hoarse voice: "What do you mean?"

Jin Tingxiao didn't answer this question. The corners of the man's lips curved slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Ah Jiu, maybe I can solve the riddle today."

Although he knew that Mr. Abe was not a good person, he could indeed get some answers from him.

At this time, the door was knocked suddenly, and Jin Tingxiao asked the monk to come in.

As soon as the monk came in and saw that Fu Yuejun was awake, his smile widened, and he put his hands together and said with a smile: "The benefactor is indeed awake, the old lady is here to welcome you!"

Fu Yuejun glanced at Jin Tingxiao immediately, and understood what he meant by solving the puzzle. Before they could find the old man, he came to him himself.

The monk led the two of them to the gazebo.

The gazebo was covered with carpets, and a screen was set up in the middle, which blocked the sight of Fu Yuejun and Jin Tingxiao. They couldn't see who was facing them at all, and could only roughly see a figure from the back.

There was a low table and futons outside the screen, and the two of them knelt and sat down on the edge of the low table. After the monk poured tea for them, he said to the screen: "Old Master, the two benefactors have arrived. "

Then he bowed and left. It seemed that he respected the old man very much.

Fu Yuejun finally picked up the tea on the table, took a sip of tea gracefully, and smiled slowly: "It is said that Japanese onmyojis are good at divination, which is indeed true."

Before she showed up, she already knew that she would faint, and she knew when she would wake up.

A low table was also set up behind the screen, on which sandalwood was burned and a set of broken chess was placed.

The old man sat cross-legged on the futon, wearing a black warrior robe. He played chess leisurely, and said with a smile: "The benefactor is very good, but it's just a trick of the class, and it's because I have a predestined relationship with the two benefactors."

Look, how similar the opening remarks are to their Taoist priests in Kyushu.

The old man put down another sunspot, and said quietly: "When I burned incense and worshiped, I felt a gloomy atmosphere outside the temple. After a divination, I already knew the origin of the female benefactor."

He bit down on the word "origin", which was quite meaningful.

Fu Yuejun almost stood up in shock, but he endured it and sneered in a low voice: "I thought the old man only knew a little bit, but I didn't expect that he is so proficient in metaphysics."

She knew very well that this person said that she was reborn, not from Kyushu.

The old man spoke slowly, and his voice was a bit vicissitudes: "Everyone thinks this is an illusory thing. Everything is just that when the truth is false, the false is true, and the false is true, and the true is false. The true is false, and the false is true."

"When the benefactor came back, she was full of resentment, and she had grievances with others in the past. If she goes to hell in the future, she will be guilty of obvious crimes."

His speaking speed is very slow, as if precipitated in time.

But Fu Yuejun felt completely cold all over, and the smile on his lips was cold: "More than one person has said that I have committed a serious crime, so please tell the old man, what should I do?"

(End of this chapter)