The wealthy daughter, she subdues people with force

Duan Jinshu touched his nose, he didn't know how he could offend Rong Shao by being himself.

This one didn't look very happy.

Rong Henian had already walked to the living room, as if nothing had happened.

"It's almost noon, little moon, are you going up the mountain after lunch?"

Zhou's mother went to see the kitchen and planned to start preparing lunch.

The food here is all natural, the rice is bought at the foot of the mountain, and the vegetables are also delivered from the farm at the foot of the mountain.

Some are grown on the land opened up by the nursing home itself, which makes people feel particularly juicy after eating.

Mother Zhou also thought it was good to eat.

In the past at the Feng family, and at first at the Chu family, Zhou Ma had tried all kinds of delicacies, but it seemed that no matter how expensive the food was, it was not as good as the ones in this mountain.

Maybe the things in Lingshan really have aura.

"I want to try the fast food at Lingyin Temple."

Feng Chuyue wanted to try the vegetarian meal, which was agreed with Chang Lao.

"That's fine." Zhou's mother couldn't force Feng Chuyue, "Is this Lingyin Temple effective? When will I go up the mountain to worship."

Mother Zhou didn't believe in Buddhism much, but if worshiping was really good for Chu Qingying's health, she would be willing to bow down sincerely.

This kind of heart is really incomparable to a stinky man.

"Then I don't know if it works or not, sincerity makes it work."

Feng Chuyue really doesn't know how Lingyin Temple is.

In her previous life, she would not have believed that there were gods in this world.

But after experiencing the world of comprehension, and now feeling the meager aura of this world, Feng Chuyue felt that everything was possible.

"Then I'll go up the mountain some other day when I'm free."

Zhou's mother hoped that the Bodhisattva would appear.

"Ah."

Naturally, Feng Chuyue would not stop Mother Zhou.

Chang Lao has been waiting on the mountain for an hour or two.

However, he was not bored at all.

It is very interesting to chat with the old monks of Lingyin Temple every time, and it is also good to play chess and drink tea.

Feng Chuyue and the others went up the mountain just in time for lunch.

And Chang Lao just finished a game of chess with the master abbot.

"My little junior sister is here, do you want to see Master?"

Chang Guangbai hung up Feng Chuyue's phone and turned to ask the abbot.

"Is it the little girl who came to the temple last time?"

He heard Yuan Qing mention it.

It is said that the female benefactor became Chang Lao's younger sister at a young age.

It is also said that the female benefactor picked peaches outside the temple gate.

Chitose wasn't very happy, but he didn't do anything either.

The child Chitose, who was brought up by him, is blind in both eyes but has fair hearing.

His temper is not very good, but it is also understandable.

After all, he obviously had such a good background, so he should have been born carefree.

However, such a major change happened again.

The xinxing has been affected and it takes a lifetime to heal.

The abbot was very worried that Chitose had gone astray, and he had been very concerned about this child all these years.

"Yes."

What happened last time, the abbot will know everything afterwards, he is not surprised at all.

"Let's go and see you."

"I heard from Yuan Qing that the female benefactor is very skilled in medicine. Is she the one who saw that Chitose's eyes were not blind due to psychological reasons?"

Chang Lao nodded immediately: "Yes, my little junior sister is much better than an old man like me."

Chang Guangbai didn't feel at all that there was something wrong with what he didn't see, but that there was something wrong with being seen by the little girl.

Shame?

No, there are so many doctors in the world.

Besides, if the little junior sister is not good, how could he accept apprentices on behalf of the master?

"Really great."

It is said that Chitose has seen many doctors since he was a child, and everyone's diagnoses are similar, but no one has ever discovered that he is a victim of Gu.

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves."

The abbot master just said such a sentence, and the two walked towards the dining hall.

There are quite a few monks, big and small, in the dining hall.

Feng Chuyue and the others were arranged by the young monk Yuan Qing at a table by the window. On that table was a simple vase with a handful of wild flowers in it.

It looks quite wild.

The master abbot knows his little disciple very well, and he likes to make these decorations.

Of course, according to Yuan Qing, he did it to make his little uncle Qiantose happy.

Chitose couldn't see, but smelled the fragrance of flowers, and his mood should be better.

The master abbot didn't say anything, but the flowers and plants in the backyard were taken care of more carefully.

Since the little apprentice likes these, let's make it better to make him happy.

Therefore, even if Chitose cannot see it, there will always be flowers in his bedroom every day.

Seeing the abbot, everyone at the table stood up.

"Hello, Master Abbot."

Both Feng Chuyue and Rong Henian were extremely polite.

"Amitabha!"

The master abbot greeted everyone, his eyes swept over everyone, and finally fell on Feng Chuyue.

He was calm and smiling: "The little benefactor is indeed as old Chang said, smart and wise."

"Master has a pair of wise eyes." Feng Chuyue smiled.

The master abbot was taken aback, but then he also laughed.

This girl is very interesting.

Not at all humble.

It looks really cute.

"I heard that the little benefactor wants to stay at Lingyin Temple for three days when he goes up the mountain this time?"

"Yes, I wonder if Master can agree?"

Feng Chuyue was really worried that the master abbot would not agree. This Lingyin Temple has been around for some years and has a solid foundation.

That's why Feng Chuyue wanted to borrow this geomantic treasure.

If the master abbot doesn't allow it, she can only take a risk and choose a place outside the temple to make alchemy temporarily.

"If Master finds it inconvenient, there is no need to force it."

Feng Chuyue was also a little worried that she had broken the rules of other people's temples on a whim.

"That's not true. The monastery can clean up the meditation room to receive female guests. However, living on the mountain is not as convenient as being down the mountain."

"It doesn't matter, the abbot master can clean up, I am a little girl, am I still afraid of suffering?"

But in the end, no one made her suffer.

Rong Henian also lives here. He is a son of the Rong family, and the master abbot has an impression of him.

Back then, the old man of the Rong family thought that his grandson would not be able to support him, so he often took him to Lingyin Temple.

Even when Rong Henian was seriously ill, the abbot went down the mountain to visit.

Speaking of which, the two are considered acquainted.

He said he wanted to borrow the house, but the master abbot asked Yuan Qing to help clean the room without saying a word.

As long as the year of Ronghe is there, there will be Axiang.

So, no matter if it's water or anything else, don't worry.

Of course, according to the usual practice, both Feng Chuyue and Rong Henian gave incense money to live in the temple.

Not much, [-] per person.

The abbot refused, perhaps because he knew that the two of them were not short of money.

Originally, the Rong family gave a lot of incense money every year.

The head incense in Lingyin Temple is reserved for Mr. Rong.

After settling down and having another delicious vegetarian meal, Feng Chuyue asked people to prepare all the ingredients for refining medicine.

Chang Lao looked at the medicinal materials for refining Samsara Pill, and said that his eyes were opened.

Duan Jinshu didn't know what the little uncle wanted to do at first, but now he finally understands.

"Alchemy, do you need a pill furnace?"

He asked a very serious question.