"Thank you, Brother Yunzhi, for reminding me. I will pay attention to it in the future."

Tang Anning bit her lip and lowered her head slightly.

Such a posture makes her look fragile and harmless, which makes people feel pity for her.

But what she couldn't see, Wei Yunzhi's eyes were deep and without any ripples.

"I'm not blaming you."

"I understand."

"Come on, let's go shopping again."

Wei Yunzhi patted Tang Anning gently on the arm.

……

The words are divided into two parts.

After Qiao Zhenzhen and Wei Yunzhi left, Zen Master Mingtong returned to the Zen room. From the innermost room, an old man with white beard and eyebrows walked out.

He was dressed simply, with a few patches on his gray clothes.

The most distinctive feature of his face is that his eyebrows are white and long, almost reaching the corners of his mouth. Apart from his white and thick hair, he looks like an old longevity star in a painting.

The old man looks very old.

But if you take a closer look, you will find the difference between him and ordinary old people.

Although his eyes are small, they are clear in black and white, and the light in his eyes is subtle and restrained. There is no sign of the whites of his eyes becoming increasingly cloudy like those of an older man.

"Old Bald Donkey, the person you mentioned as the savior is this little girl. I heard that she didn't admit it. Could it be that you recognized the wrong person?"

"Amitabha, it is indeed her."

Although he didn't admit it, the other party's indifferent attitude during the conversation said everything.

Moreover, based on the thoughts and conversation shown by the other party, Zen Master Mingtong did not think that she was a real teenage girl.

He couldn't see the reason clearly, and he didn't want to find out clearly.

The world is saved, that's good.

"I don't think this little girl has that much ability." The old man said, "She is just an ordinary person."

In the old man's mind, the person who can save the world should be a god, or someone close to a god. How could he be a person who looks no different from ordinary people.

It should be said that he or she should not be a person.

Zen Master Mingtong shook his head, "Some people may be able to save the world just by existing."

The old man said: "As you said, some people can destroy the world just by existing, just like that kid."

Zen Master Mingtong smiled and said, "Yes."

"He still refuses to listen to your plan to become a monk, right?"

Zen Master Mingtong sighed softly.

The old man laughed and said mockingly: "You old bald donkey, you are a good-looking boy, the eldest son of the Hou family, and you have a fiancée who you love each other very much. Why should you become a monk just because you say he is destined to be a Buddha? You are really wishful thinking." .”

"Amitabha."

Zen Master Mingtong shook his head and asked his friend to sit down on the couch.

"Just like I said, why bother making him a monk? It's better to just kill him."

The old man took off his shoes and got on the couch, lifted up his robe, and sat cross-legged.

Zen Master Mingtong clasped his palms together and said, "Amitabha, if you kill him, there is no guarantee that the world will be safe and sound."

"Is it okay to let him become a monk?"

Zen Master Mingtong had an intuition that if Wei Yunzhi could become a monk, the crisis might be resolved, but he had been trying for many years without success.

And with his state of mind, he would rather kill by mistake than let go, which was never a consideration.

It is even less possible to push this matter to others at will.

If the fate is ultimately destruction, it will be useless to kill one, a hundred, or even eleven thousand.

"No more talking. Now that the crisis has passed, everything has its own destiny."

"By the way, I asked you to show me where my apprentice is. I met this girl at the place and time you mentioned, and there was also a young boy."

It turned out that this old man was the drunken old man Qiao Zhenzhen met in the alley before.

"I see, no wonder I can't see a clear person." Zen Master Mingtong said with a smile, "I can't see the past or future in her."

It's like she doesn't belong to this world in the first place.

"This girl is pretty good. She has a kind heart, but is not a bad person, and is very wary. Coincidentally, she is interested in medical skills. Listening to what she just said, she is more interested in Taoism than your Buddhism."

The old man smiled proudly.

Zen Master Mingtong poured a cup of tea for his friend and did not argue with him.

"Miss Mo is in a very peaceful mood."

"It's this girl who sometimes makes me feel... she doesn't look like a teenager. She can see through life and death at such a young age. Could it be that she has some special experience?"

Zen Master Mingtong did not answer.

During their conversation, he saw no confusion in her eyes.

She is very clear about saving the world.

Even the ins and outs are clearer than him.

Maybe one day, after she can be completely trusted, she will tell herself the truth.

"But she is a girl after all..." the old man hesitated.

It's not that he favors boys over girls, it's just that the current environment has a lot of restrictions on women.

"I still have to think about it. Is her father Mo Huai? The boy who won the top prize more than ten years ago, the boy with outstanding looks, and the boy who caused a sensation in the city when he rode horses in the streets?"

"Yes, Mr. Mo just joined the cabinet last year."

Compared with the old man's indifferent and wandering character, Zen Master Mingtong is more worldly.

From time to time, dignitaries and dignitaries would come to Baoguo Temple to perform rituals, but due to the status of Zen Master Mingtong, not everyone could see him.

But he couldn't hide completely.

"That's really bad. With that girl's family affairs, how can she be my heir?"

Zen Master Mingtong said: "His Majesty previously granted her a marriage to the crown prince of Duke Dingguo."

"That's even worse."

The old man patted his knee. Even if the girl was extremely qualified and had learned all his skills, there was no reason why the daughter of Ge family and the eldest daughter of Duke Dingguo would go out to treat people.

"Old bald donkey, you better show me again, where is my descendant?"

"No matter how many times I watch it, the result is still the same." Zen Master Mingtong said, "If you don't like it, just find one you like. Don't be so obsessed with fate."

"Hey, that's what I say, but I've been looking for him for so many years, but I haven't found anyone I like."

The old man picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp as if he was drinking wine.

Zen Master Mingtong smiled and said, "As you often say, everything depends on fate."

The old man sighed heavily, and the wrinkles on his face gradually relaxed, "Forget it, let it go. I'll take a look."

"I heard that Donor Wei sent people to look for you everywhere." Zen Master Mingtong changed the subject and said.

"That kid -" the old man said, "For your sake, it's okay if you don't kill him. Why, you still want me to detoxify him and recuperate him?"

Zen Master Mingtong shook his head, sighed, and said nothing more.

……

After parting ways with Wei Yunzhi, Ten Wan couldn't wait to tell Qiao Zhenzhen:

"Why do I think what he just said is weird."

Qiao Zhenzhen looked ordinary. She put down the ten thousand and let it go on its own.

"Is it weird?" Qiao Zhenzhen pretended not to understand, "I didn't catch it."

Ten Wan shook off his oily fur and leisurely followed Qiao Zhenzhen's footsteps.

"Isn't he the male protagonist? He should be devoted to the female protagonist. Why does it seem to me that he is not? He just said, 'What's yours is yours, no need to give it to others.' Was he talking about that toy or him? Own?"

"That must be talking about toys. You are thinking too much."

Qiao Zhenzhen's gaze tilted upward thirty degrees.

Wei Yun didn't say a few words just now, but the subtext was all in it.

Let me first hint that Han Zheng and Tang Anning are indeed not innocent.

Then hint that if she likes him, don't give up.

But his expression was so obscure, but Mo Yuying, as an idiot beauty, shouldn't be able to understand it.

It doesn't matter what he said, as long as I don't understand it.

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