There was only a rustling sound in the secluded place of the wine shop, and 6 Jingyuan and Weiming exclaimed softly.

"That's right. I have a friend who admires a woman since she was thirteen. For four years, he has been worried about how to meet the woman every day. When he saw her, he didn't know how to please her. In order to make the woman happy, he was willing to do anything. He rolled on the ground as she said and pretended to be a dog. But after she laughed, she hanged with other men. She never took my friend to heart, and even scolded him for not being able to do anything and was not worthy of being interested in her..."

His words were told in a casual manner, and it hit him like a heavy stick, which made him feel pain in his heart.

After hearing this story was about love between men and women, Weiming didn't want to listen anymore, but later he couldn't help but listen quietly. After listening, he couldn't help but blurt out: "There are such a heartless and voluntary woman in the world?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a little regretful. Such things should not be commented on by monks like her. At that moment, she clasped her hands together and shouted the Buddha's name a few more times in her heart, only to feel that she had touched her ordinary heart, which was a real sin.

6 Jingyuan was extremely greedy for Su Yang'er and was reluctant to scold her at any time. At this time, he heard Weiming scolding, but seemed to have a harsh breath and thought to himself: "Su Yang'er, you see, even monks think that you are wrong..."

He asked immediately, "Master, do you think such a woman is worthy of my friend's deep love?"

Weiming shook his head and said, "Donor, Pooh, I don't understand these things and can't help you."

6 Jingyuan sighed and said, "My little master, then how do you think I should persuade him?"

Weiming hesitated: "The Buddha said that there are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, illness, death, love and separation, long-term resentment, cannot be obtained, and cannot let go. All marriages are determined by heaven. The donor's friend has acted as an anger precept. He should recite scriptures and chant Buddha every day and respect the Buddha to let go..."

"Recite sutras and chant Buddha's name?" 6 Jingyuan smiled bitterly in his heart when he heard this, "If chanting sutras and chant Buddha's name is useful, then I should have become a monk long ago."

In fact, he didn't expect this little nun to solve his doubts, but he just thought that she could scold Su Yanger for him and relieve the anger in his heart. It would be good.

He grabbed the money on the table and threw it into the Weiming bowl, saying, "My little master, how old are you?"

Weiming was slightly stunned when she heard this. She grew up in Lianxi Temple since childhood, but she didn't know when she was born and when she was picked up by her master. Before she was ordained, the master called her Niu Niu, and after she was ordained, the master called her Weiming, but no one had ever asked her like this.

But after 6 Jingyuan gave a lot of donations, she couldn't help but answer him, so she had to reply to him: "There are eight years of the Dharma body of the Poverty Ni."

"Eight years..." 6 Jingyuan knew that the Dharma body was the age after becoming a monk. He saw that Weiming looked just as big as Su Yanger, and was at the age of 28, so he said: "Then, the little master has become a monk since he was a child."

"Yes." Weiming nodded. She smelled the fragrance of wine and meat in the Red Dust Tower. This was a fragrance for ordinary people, but it was like a poisonous dove to her. She had long been distracted. So after answering several questions from 6 Jingyuan, she said: "Donor, if you have no other questions, Pomnie will say goodbye."

6 Jingyuan said: "My little master, you haven't told me yet, where are you practicing? I should know which Buddha I gave this donation to?"

Weiming said: "The small temple is located outside the city and goes west of Sanli, on Ebei Ridge. If the donor sees Lianxi Temple, it means three words."

6 Jingyuan said: "That's in the mountains. The little master has become a monk since he was a child, so don't he feel lonely?"

Weiming shook his head and said, "Practice is a joy in life. If you can always accompany the Buddha, how can you be lonely?"

6 Jingyuan heard this and said with a deep regret: "A beautiful lady like this is guarding the pile of broken copper and iron all day long."

As soon as he thought about this, he thought again: "Yang'er doesn't need to be as lonely as her, but she also turns a blind eye to me?"

At this time, Weiming leaned slightly, as if he was a little restless. When 6 Jingyuan saw her side, his nose was slightly raised, his long eyelashes were drooping, his face was tender, and his face was soft. In a trance, he seemed to see Su Yanger sitting beside him.

Seeing that he had not spoken for a long time, he couldn't help asking, "Donor... Can I say goodbye?"

"Oh." 6 Jingyuan returned to his senses and said, "My little master, please give me some advice."

This time he did not continue to try to keep her, not because he didn't want her to stay, but because he suddenly thought of Su Yang'er, and for a moment he was filled with longing and sorrow. The hatred in it was really hard to tell outsiders, so how could he have any thoughts of having fun?

Before he knew that he was willing to let him go, he was very happy. He thanked him a few more times, then stood up and left in a hurry.

I gave her dozens of coins around 6 Jingyuan, which was enough to buy a few buckets of rice. It was a surprise that she could get such a reward when she went out to beg for alms for the first time. Her senior sisters may not be able to get so much money.

She felt vaguely proud in her heart, but 6 Jingyuan raised her wine glass again. It was useless to recite scriptures and Buddha to him, a frivolous person. Only this bowl of Zhongkang grain could relieve the pain in his heart. However, she saw the smoke from the distance, as if she saw Su Yanger's shadow sneer at him in the sky: "You don't deserve it if there is a hair on my body."

Seeing this, he thought to himself with regret: "Yang'er always refuses to see me again..."

6 When Jing Yuan was feeling sad, she suddenly heard a jingling sound from the entrance of the stairs. It turned out that the unknown person was too anxious to leave and sprinkled out the copper coins in the bowl, and the ground was covered with her. At this moment, she was squatting there and panicking.

Weiming looked anxious and pitiful, but when Liu Jingyuan saw it, he was upset and said, "Don't pick it up, I'll give you some more!"

After saying that, he touched his sleeves, but his eyes changed. It turned out that he didn't bring much money on this trip. If he gave it to this little nun, he would have to have a tycoon meal.

Fortunately, I didn't say clearly at this time: "How can that be done? This is the donor's donation, and I should keep it properly."

As soon as these words came out, 6 Jingyuan felt aroused in his heart, as if he had thought of something. He immediately stepped forward to help her pick up the money scattered everywhere and said, "My little master, do you want to find more donations?"

Weiming was grateful to him for helping to pick up the money, and was about to thank him, but when he heard this, he unexpectedly said: "Donor, are you really willing to donate more?"

6 Jingyuan shook his head and said, "I have no spare money now, but I know there is a family in the city and a family of Su Dashan. If you are willing to follow me to see him, he will definitely donate generously."

Weiming is kind and simple by nature. I feel the false benevolence and righteousness of 6 Jingyuan. I only think he is a good man and a woman. I believe in his words and said: "Donor, you have such kindness, and you will definitely receive blessings in the future."

"Then are you willing to follow me to meet Su Dashanren?"

Weiming nodded quickly. Lianxi Temple is a nunnery. It does not receive male pilgrims on weekdays, and it has no land, and only has a rotten peach forest. The incense is really bad. According to the temple, the young nun of her age cannot go out to beg for alms alone, but now they all go down the mountain. It can be seen that the incense in this temple is already stretched.

And 6 Jingyuan looked at her water eyes that were flashing with innocent excitement, but she felt a sneer in her heart.
Chapter completed!