Chapter 507

Du Xiaoli's mouth is slightly drawn. Is there a separation in this temple? Separated or an ancestor, breaking bones and connecting tendons?

"I haven't been to Qingfeng Temple yet. When I first got married, Ye Yang took me to Guanghan temple. I saw Qingfeng temple from a distance in the back mountain. Later, I said I wanted to go. As a result, I was pregnant, and then I haven't been there." Meng Jiangzhuo said. "Well, do you want to go tomorrow? I'll go to Qingshui temple and you'll go to Guanghan temple to worship the Buddha."

"OK, let's go together," said Du Xiaoli.

She was not interested in worshiping Buddha, but she was curious about the host of Guanghan temple. She thought of what he said to Han Mingze and told Lao Miao to find herself. He seemed to know himself very well, which made her want to meet him.

"If not, I certainly can't come back the same day. Would you like to stay on Qingfeng temple mountain for one night? It's said that the vegetarian food there is very unique," Meng Jiangzhuo said.

"OK."

"We'll go together tomorrow, and then you come here. We'll have vegetarian food together in the evening," Meng Jiangzhuo said.

"Well, I'll tell Mingyi in the evening and live in the temple with you tomorrow night." Du Xiaoli said.

At this time, on the mountain of Qingfeng temple outside the city and in the pavilion on the edge of the cliff, two monks are playing go. Both are over 60 years old, and one has a long white beard. It looks like a fairy spirit. Another eye restless turn ah turn, a look is for old disrespect.

"Eat."

"Oh, I've just made a mistake in this move. No, no, I'll go through it again."

"Junior brother Huiming, you repent again! You have repented 38 times today! No, no, you can't repent again."

"Oh, senior brother Chen Jing, don't do this. It's not boring for you to win me three or two times. Let's do it again, just once!"

"No!"

"Elder martial brother Chen Jing, don't be serious. Just once, once. I won't regret this game."

Fujing touched her beard and said unhappily, "then this time, there will be no next time."

Huiming touched his fat stomach and said, "don't regret, don't regret, I regret again, I won't eat today."

"Hum!"

Seeing Chen Jing's agreement, Huiming withdrew the chess pieces just now, and the two continued to play again.

"Eat!"

"Oh, I just..."

"Junior brother Huiming, you don't want to eat today?" Huiming just said he was going to repent, and Chen Jing interrupted him.

"Er..." Huiming thought for a moment and said, "well, if you are eaten, you will be eaten. I will turn defeat into victory, and the subsequent victory belongs to me."

"Your idea can only be saved for the next game. This game is over." He Jing said with a smile.

"When did we finish?" Huiming said in surprise.

He Jing took away the pieces he ate and said nothing. The result came out.

"Ah, you won again?!" Hui Ming shouted. "I regret not winning you four times in this game. It's too abnormal."

"You regretted thirty-nine times today, and you didn't win a game." He Jing added a knife.

"Shifu's chess skills are so bad and his chess products are so smelly. Only Shibo is willing to play chess with him." at this time, a man came over, came to the pavilion, saluted the two people playing chess and said, "have you seen Shifu, Shibo."

"When did you come?" he was surprised to see the visitor.

"Hui Shibo, just arrived. When the little monk in the temple said that the master was here, he came over." the man said.

"Ha, Zhao Zhen, why are you here? Did you bring something good for the master this time?" Huiming saw Zhao Zhen and his eyes lit up.

Yes, the person who just came here is Hou Zhaozhen, the town of Beiyuan state, and his master is Huiming, the abbot of Qingfeng temple, who is not serious at first sight.

"Master, the disciple came in a hurry this time and didn't bring anything." Zhao Zhen said. Seeing Huiming's disappointed face, she said, "but last time I heard the master say I wanted to eat Centennial snow ginseng, so I asked someone to find one."

"Ha, good disciple!" Huiming moved and came to Zhao Zhen in the blink of an eye. He took his clothes and turned them around, saying, "where is it, where is it?"

Even if we know Huiming's character and see him like this, Zhao Zhen still has some black lines.

"Master, if you do this again, there will be no ginseng."

Huiming, who pulled at random, immediately calmed down, stood up, pulled his monk's robe, folded his hands, slightly bent over the void and said, "Amitabha, I'm a teacher."

Zhao Zhen pulled at the corners of her mouth. As soon as she lifted her hand, his personal bodyguard appeared with two boxes in her hand.

Huiming's eyes lit up when he saw the box. His straight eyes seemed to see through the box.

Zhao Zhen took the box above. Before she spoke, Huiming grabbed the box and said, "Centennial snow ginseng, you've got it all. It's not in vain... Is this snow ginseng?"

Huiming took out a string of Buddha beads in the box, and the expression on his face changed a lot. Can I eat this? Don't tell him that this Buddha bead is made of snow ginseng.

"That's a gift for martial uncle." Zhao Zhen said, "who told you to grab it before I finished!" then he stepped forward to take the Buddha beads, put them in the box, came to Chen Jing, handed the box to him with both hands and said: "Martial uncle, this is the string of Buddha beads used by master Yunqing 500 years ago. Zhen accidentally got it and found it for martial uncle. Please smile." When hearing Zhao Zhen's words, Chen Jing's calm eyes made waves. He stood up and looked at the Buddha beads in the box. He couldn't say anything excited. Huiming glanced at Chen Jing and secretly said that this guy would be excited, but he didn't have any interest in that thing. He came to the guard, took the box made of white jade stone, opened it gently and saw the lying inside The crystal clear snow ginseng feels like his saliva is about to flow out. "How do you want to eat the snow ginseng? Stewed or stewed? Stewed or stewed. Ouch, there's delicious food today! Just think about it. Ha ha ha..." On the ninth day of September, today is not only the Double Ninth Festival, but also the birthday of the ninth emperor. Du Xiaoli and Meng Jiangzhuo agreed that it was the middle of the day. As a result, as soon as the day entered, Meng Jiangzhuo took someone to the door of Cuiyu Pavilion. Fortunately, Du Xiaoli and they had packed up. Seeing Meng Jiangzhuo coming, she hurried to say goodbye to Han Mingyi, and then got on Meng Jiangzhuo's car. Lenger came in a carriage, Xia yuan and Yingge Qiaozhu got into the car they had prepared. Lenger was their bodyguard and coachman today. The carriage left slowly. Du Xiaoli saw the sleeping ball on the couch and whispered, "why did you come so early?"