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"Benefactor Wei." The little monk Tuolun hugged Wei Shi'an excitedly, then remembered his identity, let go of Wei Shi'an quickly, and looked at Wei Shi'an with a wide mouth: "Benefactor Wei, you finally came to the temple Look at us, if Master knows you are coming, he will definitely be very tall."

If Nie Jian hadn't called the little monk by his name, he wouldn't have recognized who Tuo Lun was, after all, when he met Tuo Lun, he was only four or five years old: "Little Tuo Lun, you still remember who I am. "

"I look at the photos of the benefactor Wei every once in a while." Bi Jing, the little master Tuolun, was young, but he forgot the rules after a while, and excitedly took Wei Shi'an's hand and said, "Benefactor Wei, I will take you to see him." Master."

Wei Shi'an looked at Nie Jian: "Are we here to see Master Wanjing?"

Jian S nodded.

"Master Wanjing is the one who can convince your grandfather?"

Nie Jian nodded.

"Then I can definitely persuade him to meet your grandpa."

"I hope." When Nie Jian was about to reach Master Wanjing's meditation room, he suddenly stopped: "You go in first."

This is just to let Master Wanjing have a mental preparation.

Wei Shi'an noticed before that Tuo Lun didn't want Nie Jian to see Master Wan Jing, so he nodded, "Okay, I'll go see him first."

"Master, master, look who I brought here." Little Tuolun began to shout happily before entering the room.

Master Wanjing in the room said out loud: "Tuolun, I have told you many times as a teacher, you must develop a stable temperament in order to..."

He was taken aback when he saw the person being pulled in by the little tuo wheel, and said with a smile, "Mr. Wei, why are you, why are you coming to the temple at this time? Did something happen to you?"

Wei Shi'an hugged his shoulder very naturally and intimately: "I really need your help on a very important matter."

Master Wan Jing thought that he must have encountered some serious trouble, otherwise he would not have come to him at night: "Tell me, as long as the poor monk can help, he will definitely help."

Wei Shi'an was their savior, he saved them twice, he should repay his kindness, and repay the favor.

"This is what you said, if you don't help me, I will bother you every day until you help me." Wei Shi'an got up and went to the door of the room and shouted: "Honey, you can come in."

Master Wan Jing raised his eyebrows when he heard my dear, and was very curious about who Wei Shi'an was calling. Then, a tall figure walked into the room, and he couldn't help being taken aback when he saw the other person's face.

Nie Jian nodded to Master Wan Jing.

Wei Shi'an happily took Nie Jian's hand and came to Master Wanjing: "Little bald man, do you remember chasing classmate Nie? Now we are together. You should have known each other a long time ago, so I won't introduce you , Classmate Nie, sit down quickly."

He pulled people to sit down, and said to Xiao Tuolun: "Little Tuolun, classmate Nie and I didn't eat, is there any food in your temple?"

Little Tuolun nodded: "Yes, I'll bring it to you."

"Thank you."

Little Tuolun ran out excitedly.

Nie Jian and Master Wan Jing looked at each other and did not speak for a long time.

Wei Shi'an looked at Nie Jian, and then at Master Wan Jing, the former had a smile that wanted to see the other party lose his composure, while the latter was full of complexity.

"Speak up if you have something to say, don't play dumb in front of me, I don't understand."

Master Wan Jing withdrew his gaze: "You...cough cough cough cough..."

As soon as he said a word, he choked on his own saliva.

Nie Jian raised his hand and patted him on the back: "Are you all right?"

Master Wan Jing waved his hand.

Wei Shi'an felt a trace of intimacy between them, and squinted his eyes: "You..."

Nie Jian poured Master Wanjing a glass of water: "He is the one who gave me life."

Wei Shi'an asked, "You mean Master Wanjing saved you?"

Nie Jian: "..."

"..." Master Wan Jing drank his tea and did not speak.

Nie Jian looked at Wei Shi'an speechlessly: "When you should be smart, why can't your brain turn around?"

Wei Shi'an recollected the meaning of what Nie Jian said before, and then thought about the time when Nie Jian was looking for Master Wan Jing. After thinking about it, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Master Wan Jing: "You, you, you, you, you are Nie Jian. Your father?"

"Amitabha." Master Wan Jing joined hands together: "The poor monk has been a monk for many years, and he has already parted with his loved ones. In the eyes of the poor monk, relatives are no different from pilgrims, and the word father is even more..."

"Dad." Wei Shi'an ignored what he said, and excitedly held his clasped hands: "Dad, why didn't you say that you are the father of classmate Nie, and made me go so far to chase him down? You are so unkind."

Master Wanjing: "..."

Nie Jian: "..."

He has never called Dad since he was a child, but Wei Shi'an did it so easily.

"Dad, my happiness in this life depends on you, Dad, you must help me get rid of your father." Wei Shi'an let go of his hand, and put his arm around Master Wan Jing's shoulder: "Dad, you said that we are so destined, I saved you twice, and now I'm your son-in-law.

We are destined to be a family. "

The corner of Master Wan Jing's mouth twitched: "Well, Mr. Wei..."

"Dad, you can call me Shi'an, or An'an, and everyone as a family, don't be so polite and see others." Wei Shi'an looked at Nie Jian, who was holding back a smile: "Why didn't you come earlier? Saying that Master Wan Jing is your father made me unprepared." Nie Jian coughed lightly: "You have a father every now and then, what preparation do you need?"

"Meeting ceremony." Wei Shi'an hugged Master Wanjing tightly: "Little bald father, we are really destined, and we must go to the Buddha to burn incense later."

Master Wan Jing said solemnly: "Mr. Wei, you should just call the poor monk little bald head."

"Dad, you can just call me Shi'an or An'an." Wei Shi'an said, "If you don't change your mind, I won't change your mind."

Master Wan Jing said helplessly, "Shi An."

"Hey, Dad, what did you call me?"

Master Wanjing: "..."

Seeing Master Wan Jing's helpless look on Wei Shian's face, Nie Jian thought to himself: You also think today that he just called his father before walking to severely reprimand him.

Wei Shi'an happily held Master Wanjing's hand: "Dad, come back to the Forbidden City with me tomorrow, okay?"

Master Wan Jing shook his head: "Sorry, the poor monk will not return to the Forbidden City."

Wei Shi'an didn't ask the reason: "Really not going back?"

Master Wanjing nodded.

"Okay, I won't force you." Wei Shi'an put his hand on his shoulder, and suddenly, he slammed his palm hard on Master Wan Jing's neck, and then he passed out.

Nie Jian: "..."

This person really didn't take the usual route, even he was taken aback, but he was glad that Wei Shi'an was brought here, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to bring Master Wanjing back to the Forbidden City.

Wei Shi'an hugged Master Wanjing who fell backwards, and said apologetically, "Dad, I'm sorry, please don't move you, so I had to do something wrong."

He didn't have time to waste time dragging his feet here, everything waited until he brought people to the Forbidden City.

Wei Shi'an hugged Master Wanjing: "Let's go."

Nie Jian stood up and took Master Wanjing.

Wei Shi'an opened the door and went out, anxiously said to Little Tuolun, who was overwhelmed with food, "Little Tuoyu, Dad, oh, Master Wanjing has had a stroke, and we need to send him to the hospital immediately."

One of them is Master Wan Jing's own son, and the other is the person who saved them. Little Tuo Lun didn't suspect them at all, and hurriedly put aside the food and asked, "Is Master okay?"

Wei Shi'an said: "You ask the monk outside to open the big ninja of the temple, and we will send him to the hospital. Hurry up, don't delay his condition." "Okay." Little Tuolun ran out with red eyes.

With his message, Wei Shi'an and Nie Jian took Master Wanjing out of the temple very conveniently, and then drove away from Shuangcheng.Wei Shi'an glanced at Master Wan Jing in the back seat, and asked curiously, "Student You, why did your father become a monk?"

Nie Jian frowned: "I heard from my grandma that he used to be very playful and troublesome. He was a cynical second-generation ancestor who even made my mother's belly bigger. I don't know what happened later. He killed a Monk, he has become a monk since then, no matter how much he persuades him, he cannot be persuaded."

Wei Shi'an rubbed his chin: "In other words, his first virginity is long gone. Thanks to me, I laughed at his first virginity for 50 years."

Nie Jian: "..."

Does this guy and Master Wanjing usually talk about these things?

Master Wan Jing is also willing to talk about these things with him?

Wei Shi'an asked again: "When you transferred schools last time, the person you went to meet was Master Wanjing?"

"Ah."

"Then he is just your grandpa's son, can he persuade your grandpa to agree with us?"

"Although my grandfather has several sons, he loves Master Wanjing the most. Master Wanjing has been close to my grandfather since he was a child. The relationship between the two is very close, just like you and Dr. Yin are both father and son and good friends. Talking aside, no one can convince my grandpa except him."

Wei Shi'an looked at him strangely: "Why do you talk about Master Wanjing? You don't even call him dad?"

Nie Jian paused: "He became a monk not long after I was born, and when I saw him later, he didn't allow me to call him dad."

"The mouth grows on you, so he can say it if he doesn't want to?"

Nie Jian: "..."

Makes sense.

Wei Shi'an thought for a while and said, "Since he doesn't want to go back to the Forbidden City, he probably doesn't want to go back to Nie's house either, so how about taking him to Wei's house?"

Nie Jian nodded.

"However, I'm afraid that he will wake up halfway."

Nie Jian opened the storage box and took out a small bottle to Wei Shi'an: "Put it under his bottle for him to smell."

"What is this?" Wei Shi'an put it under Master Wan Jing's nose.

Master Wanjing who was in a coma became softer after inhaling the scent.

"This is my concocted drug, which can make people fall asleep for five or six hours." Nie Jian thought for a while and said, "Actually, this is for you."

Wei Shi'an was taken aback: "Prepare for me?"

Nie Jian smiled and said: "In order to prevent you from sneaking into my room in the middle of the night and using force on me, and knocking you out if you don't want to fight with you."

"...Confiscated." Wei Shi'an angrily put the bottle into his pocket, then rushed to Nie Jian, kissed his lips, and put his hand into his clothes.

The steering wheel in Nie Jian's hand slipped, and he straightened it quickly: "What are you doing?"

"You expect me to force you so much, if you don't take some action, how can I be worthy of you."

Nie Jian immediately took his hand away: "Don't make trouble, Master Wan Jing is still behind."

"He's unconscious and can't see."

Nie Jian: "..."