I just want salted fish

Chapter 77

Qianzhong's meditation room is located in the back chamber of Qingguang Temple, surrounded by green pines and full of greenery.

The little master led Feng Linlin to the courtyard, and then stepped forward to knock on the door: "Master Qianzhong, are you better?"

From inside came a warm and mellow voice that made Feng Linlin's heart beat: "Mingjue? I'm better, the temple is too busy?"

"Ah, no, it's Lord Feng who came to visit you."

The voice inside paused.

Feng Linlin was ready to be shut down, but Qian Zhong said: "Then ask Master Feng to come to the small hall later, I will come after I change my clothes."

The little master didn't expect Qian Zhong to be willing to go out. He responded, came down and led Feng Linlin out: "Donor Feng, please."

Qingguang Temple was still very polite to Feng Linlin, sat in the small hall for a while, the tea was top-quality bird tongue, the dessert was glutinous rice dumpling with red dates inlaid, the little master also served the whole process, helping to untangle the lottery.

Feng Linlin took the lottery, which indicates that she will have a bad luck this year.

Thinking of Concubine Hou's belly, Feng Linlin touched his forehead unconsciously.

Isn't it a great evil to deceive the emperor and cause harm to the harem?
She obviously just wants to be a salted fish!
Arriving in Houmeng is a sign of great auspiciousness for carrying forward the past and forging ahead to a higher level of career.

After the lottery was released, Feng Linlin asked him for a peace talisman, and the little master ran out to get the talisman.

There were only two people left in the small hall.

Feng Linlin was eating dumplings and drinking tea, the long bamboo sticks were spinning and flying between her fingers, making her fingers slender and flexible.

Hou Meng showed his true colors, and he didn't call "Little Master Feng", "Little Master Feng", he was very rude, and directly threw the lottery to her, and said with disdain: "Your things, take it by yourself."

Feng Linlin's mind was not on him, and her speech was very perfunctory: "Then throw it away, I don't want it anymore."

Hou Meng snorted.

He didn't pay attention to Feng Linlin, and Feng Linlin didn't have a hobby of putting a hot face on a cold butt, she sat quietly and ate snacks by herself, at least for now her life was not in danger.

Not long after, there were footsteps outside the door.

Feng Linlin clapped his hands and wiped his mouth, sat upright, watching Qianzhong coming from the door.

Qianzhong was indeed seriously ill, but she seemed to be improving, and her life was not in danger.

His face was as white as snow, his lips were bloodless, and only his eyes were dark and bright.

After entering the door, when he saw Hou Meng, he was slightly taken aback, and then smiled kindly: "Hou Shizhu."

Hou Meng was stunned for a moment when he saw him: "You?"

Feng Linlin stood up and asked Qian Zhong: "You two know each other?"

Qian nodded: "Yes, Donor Feng. A few years ago, the poor monk and Donor Hou met once on the battlefield."

Hou Meng seemed to have a lot to say to Qian Zhong, but because Feng Linlin was present, he held back.

However, he believed in Qian Zhong's character, and said: "If you have something to say, I will go out first. Master Qian Zhong, give me a little time later."

Qian Chong saluted with one palm, and Hou Meng really went out.

As soon as the door was closed, Feng Linlin seemed to be isolated from the world. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and a smile appeared on his face.

She knew that it would be shameless for a married woman to come to find a bachelor on her own initiative.

However, Qianzhong's place is her safe haven, even if she just glances at it, she feels at ease.

"Master Qianzhong~" She patted the seat beside her, "Come and sit!"

Qian Zhong raised his eyes slowly.

The deep and painful gaze sucked Feng Linlin's heart away.

Feng Linlin stood up suddenly.

However, the light in his eyes was fleeting, and Qianzhong sat down with a safe distance from her, with a normal expression: "Phoenix benefactor, don't come here without any harm."

Feng Linlin was sure that he was not mistaken.

"You know who I am, don't you?"

Qianzhong said calmly: "If Master Feng doesn't think what the poor monk said is absurd, then the poor monk is willing to tell you a story."

"Okay." Feng Linlin sat down again, "Say it."

"The poor monk was ill and had a dream. In that dream, the phoenix benefactor was the goddess Inari, and the poor monk was the emperor Yunfu."

Feng Linlin felt a sudden pain in her chest and could hardly sit still: "Then what?"

Qianzhong's tone was light, as if talking about other people's affairs: "Before the emperor left, he promised the goddess to marry her in five years, but in the end, they failed to be together. The goddess died of illness at a young age, and the emperor was assassinated. Died without treatment."

When Qian Zhong dreams about these things, it's probably because the system is meddling in other people's affairs.

But Feng Linlin had no time to trouble the system now. She just wanted to hear Qian Zhong's opinion on this dream.

She smiled, because she was afraid that she would cry out for nothing: "So what? The master wants to grow his hair and return to vulgarity, and continue his relationship with me?"

Qianzhong's tone was gentle and inclusive: "It's just a dream."

Such unforgettable love is just a dream for him.

In this life, they are just two strangers.

Qian Zhong's attitude was very clear, and Feng Linlin didn't force it.

However, what he owed her, she had to get it back before it was over.

She stood up and walked to him: "If the emperor owes the goddess, Master Qianzhong will repay it on his behalf."

Speaking, without waiting for his reaction, Feng Linlin raised his hand and slapped him hard.

With a "snap", Qianzhong's face was tilted by her, and clear finger prints soon appeared on her fair face.

Feng Linlin turned his wrist and snorted coldly: "It's just a slap, it's cheap for you."

After speaking, she turned and left.

Qian Zhong did not catch up.

Hou Meng had been standing in the yard, seeing Feng Linlin rushing out, he immediately stopped him.

Feng Linlin raised her head suddenly and scolded him with a straight voice: "Get out of here!"

Hou Meng saw the tears on her face.

Dazed for a moment, he let go.

Feng Linlin didn't care about the past grievances between Qianzhong and Hou Meng.

From Qianzhong's attitude, she affirmed one thing——

Any safe haven is all her wishful thinking.

Chongchong and Lili are all in the past tense.

She comes alone and goes away alone.

The system tried tentatively: "This is a free benefit, and your experience is not deducted."

It was out of kindness, thinking that if Qian Zhong saw it, he would change his attitude towards Feng Linlin.

Unexpectedly, this great monk didn't understand at all, and severely hurt Feng Linlin's heart.

When Feng Linlin was in a bad mood, she would use herself to show her power. How could she spare herself if she did something bad with good intentions this time?

While the system was anxiously waiting for Feng Linlin to go crazy, Feng Linlin wiped away tears and walked back as if nothing had happened: "Little master should be back, take the safety talisman and go, you should go back after you have been out for so long."

System: "Aren't you angry with me?"

Feng Linlin kept walking: "Why are you so angry? You let me see the reality clearly. I don't have to embarrass myself in front of the great monk anymore. I should also thank you."

The system breathed a sigh of relief: "That's right! Host, you should also be careful, your task is to win over the emperor, not flirting with the great monk..."

The system babbled again, but Feng Linlin didn't listen at all.

She only has a mission in mind now.

End the task early and leave this sad world early.

(End of this chapter)