Book-wearing villain: In the beginning, I kidnapped the heroine!

Leng Yannuan frowned lightly, showing embarrassment, and at this moment also had a strong sense of respect for Master Sanzang in his heart.

Master Sanzang is worthy of being a master of Taoism, and he had already made arrangements for his family before his death.

Leng Yannuan leaned slightly, and said respectfully, "Master Wukong, my condolences."

Master Wukong: "..."

With a calm expression, he saluted with one hand, and gently moved the Buddhist beads on the tiger's mouth.

"Benefactor Leng misunderstood, master, it's not Journey to the West on a crane.

Yes... went to the western city to travel with friends..."

Leng Yannuan slowly relaxed his embarrassment, and said politely in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, Master Wukong, I may have misunderstood.

Then this matter of calculation will trouble Master Wukong. "

There are several Buddha statues on the high platform of the main hall, and Master Wukong pointed to the yellow worship mat on the ground.

"Benefactor Leng, please kneel on it and sincerely think about the problems in your heart."

Master Wukong lit three incense sticks and put them in the incense burner.

The two knelt and stood, without saying a word, and waited for a quarter of an hour.

Waiting for the incense in the censer to burn out, and when wisps of smoke were floating in the air, Master Wukong fiddled with the Buddhist beads in his hand and said seriously.

"Tomorrow at three o'clock."

Leng Yannuan stood up and leaned forward slightly, "Thank you, Master Wukong."

Her time had already been counted, and when she was about to leave the main hall, Master Wukong called her to a halt and pointed to a mahogany table to the west.

"Miss Leng, I see that your cheeks are flushed and your complexion is very good, which is exactly the appearance of a peach blossom.

Why don't you ask the poor monk to make a fortune for you? "

Leng Yannuan was taken aback, her delicate almond eyes widened slightly.

The name of Master Wukong of Qinghua Temple is well-known, his hexagrams are extremely accurate, and it is extremely difficult to find a hexagram at ordinary times.

Now that he took the initiative to show himself a divination, could it be that he is a destined person?

It's still the hexagram of peach blossoms. Girls always look at matters of marriage, so she is naturally willing.

Leng Yannuan was not polite, and said with a slight smile, "Then I would like to thank Master Wukong."

Master Wukong sat on the chair by the wall, and Leng Yannuan sat down facing him.

Master Wukong stared straight at his fingers without blinking, his thumbs were running back and forth on the pulps of the other fingers.

The behavior here is extremely profound and mysterious.

Master Wukong, carefully calculate.

Talk warmly and wait patiently.

Time flies, and the two of them remained silent for a while.

He promised to help Su Qing tamper with cold words and warmth. The hesitation at this time was not because he was afraid of retribution and wanted to go back on his word.

Fate is determined by the heavens, since his master has calculated this calamity for him, he must help the young master of the Su family.

There is no other reason for his hesitation at this moment.

Master Wukong is not only face blind, he also doesn't know a few words to describe men!

"Uh... that... this man..."

The intermittent voice came out of his mouth, and he hesitated for a long time to confuse the public.

After all, he said that he saw the opportunity of the woman in front of him at a glance, and he couldn't say a word for a long time, something was wrong...

His face was as if he had eaten bitter melon, and he couldn't think of how to describe Su Qing's appearance vividly, so that people could tell at a glance that it was him.

"Miss Leng, this man has fair skin..."

Cold words: "..."

Master, are you serious?

Master Wukong looked at her bewildered and puzzled face, with a slightly lowered helpless expression, while thinking, he gestured with both hands.

"This man has a straight nose, slightly narrow cheeks, delicate features, and a smooth face.

He is a noble man, a young man, according to the hexagram.

It should be the son of a noble family.

Tall, with short hair..."

Pooh!

Master Wukong frowned, even he felt that what he said was nothing.

There are many sons of aristocratic families who are dragons and phoenixes among the people, with good looks, suave, tall and straight men.

Especially when he saw Leng Yannuan's helpless smile that was deliberately restrained, he felt deeply that he had said a lot of nonsense.

Not concrete enough.

Master Wukong thought for two seconds, and suddenly realized.

The most special feature of Su Qing's facial features are those eyes!

"This man has a pair of extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes, the tails of which are slightly drawn down..."

After thinking about it, he feels that this level is not enough, and the shape of peach eyes is not special...

He kept rummaging through the lack of vocabulary in his mind, and finally thought of a particularly suitable sentence.

Master Wukong suddenly blurted out subconsciously, "His expression is blurred and profound, quite bewitching.

Those eyes are so affectionate to see a dog! ! ! "

Leng Yannuan sitting across from him was dumbfounded.

Is my marriage destined to be a young master from a family who is affectionate even when looking at a dog?

Let alone her, the protagonist who was looking at the main hall through the small hole in the wall stood there dumbfounded.

Is riding a horse an adjective that humans can think of? ? ?

But Su Qing frowned slightly, looked at Leng Yannuan's expression through the wall, and found that her originally helpless expression gradually became natural...

She seemed to have imagined in her mind the person Master Wukong described.

Leng Yannuan asked tentatively, "Master Wukong, have I met this person?"

Master Wukong thought about it for a while, and felt that there should be no need to pretend to be deliberate in this matter. He slightly closed his eyes and pinched his fingers.

He decided, "Yes, just a few days ago, in a gorgeously decorated hall, there should be a lot of people at that time, the two of you looked at each other.

This person is your marriage! "

Master Wukong smiled with sincerity on his face.

In fact, he didn't count at all. At that time, Su Qing's interview program once went viral. He had watched it...

Leng Yannuan couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth, revealing a sweet smile. During the interview, the young master of the Su family had looked at her.

Doesn't Su Qing just have a pair of watchdog...deep peach blossom eyes?

"Thank you, Master Wukong." He said coldly.

...

After Leng Yannuan leaned slightly towards Master Wukong, he walked towards the door.

She was carrying a square furnace and just walked to the gate of the temple.

I saw a young man wearing a sports sweater, tall and straight, with slender legs, walking past the main entrance of the temple one meter away.

The young man was smiling brightly and chatting happily with the man in a black suit next to him.

The sharp jaw line turned towards her inadvertently, his eyes were deep and charming, but he didn't look at her.

Like a glimpse, it instantly made her heart beat like thunder.

Isn't this stunning and peerless person Su Qing?

The person whom the master said he was married to?

She instantly understood why Master Wukong would take the initiative to calculate for herself.

It must be... This man has a fate with him, and Master Wukong also saw and saw his fate, so he didn't want the two of them to pass by in this Qinghua Temple!

At this moment, Leng Yannuan anxiously looked at Su Qing's back who had gone away, and walked towards him quickly.

She quickly shouted, "Master Su!"