It's hard for the queen of intelligence

"Calm down and reflect on yourself?" Wen Mingye praised Fufeng, Lu Fuyun immediately followed Mingye's meaning and laughed at himself, "Master was joking, Fuyun is just an ordinary person, how dare he talk about it and see clearly."

"Amitabha." Seeing the bitterness on Lu Fuyun's face, Ming Ye immediately frowned and said, "My Buddha is merciful. Since the benefactor of Fufeng can understand it thoroughly, I believe that you, the benefactor, can naturally do it too."

"Hmm..." Lu Fuyun thought about what Lu Fufeng said in the courtyard just now, and murmured, "Master, please tell me, what did Fufeng realize? What did Master expect Fuyun to realize?"

"Amitabha. The benefactor of Fuyun, the Buddha said, all things have their dharma. Follow your heart, and you will get your dharma." Ming Ye nodded at Lu Fuyun, and led her to approach the flowers and trees beside him, "benefactor, look at this The vegetation in the yard?"

"Spring comes in a dead tree... Fufeng Xuzhen has been possessed by an immortal..." Lu Fuyun looked at the spring scenery in his eyes, his eyebrows were tangled for a long time, and then he made a decisive statement.

"Immortal? No... No... Benefactor Fuyun is thinking about it." As soon as Fuyun made a sound, Ming Ye's eyebrows became even more frowned. Donor, let’s take a closer look at these things. The old monk remembers that a few years ago, the benefactor asked the old monk for advice, "What should I do if I fall in love with my own sister?" The old monk once said, "Everything is empty in my heart." The donor does not Instead of sticking to what you love, you should think clearly about why you love."

A few years ago?Lu Fuyun suddenly remembered the rainy night many years ago. When he visited Chen Palace at night, he ran into Fusang and Fufeng reading together by candlelight.A translation, a recitation, and she is just an outsider!An outsider who will never enter Fufeng's heart.

"Fuyun doesn't understand." Lu Fuyun bit her lips and whispered, she couldn't understand that everything is empty, she only remembered that night, the sound of the pattering rain and the charming laughter of the two women entangled together, chilling her bones .

"Benefactor Fuyun, on that rainy night back then, when you braved the rain to come to ask for love, I told you that you were doomed to have a bumpy life in love." Ming Ye saw that Lu Fuyun was in a state of confusion, then he put his hands together with a smile and nodded slightly at Lu Fuyun.

"Several years ago, the benefactor of Fufeng also asked the old monk for advice. If she fell in love with her own sister, what should she do?

"Have Fufeng come to ask the master?" Lu Fuyun couldn't believe his ears.

"Yes." Ming Ye frowned, he originally planned to ride the rain this morning and do penance, but he didn't want to run into an old friend by chance.In all fairness, he is more familiar with Fuyun benefactor than Yueru benefactor, but Yueru benefactor's verdict between Fuyun benefactor and Fufeng benefactor is the same as his judgment, Fuyun benefactor and Fufeng benefactor , There are many types, but few differences.But Fuyun's benefactor is not as decisive as Fufeng's benefactor - Fufeng benefactor has a strong temper, and always likes to solve problems on the surface, and does not hide his secrets, while Fuyun's benefactor is a little soft-tempered, and likes to plan secretly when things happen.

Seeing Ming Ye laughed again, Lu Fuyun immediately swallowed "Then what did she say?" and asked, "Then what did she realize?"

"Amitabha, Fufeng benefactor has seen through life and death, and men and women. She only considers the secular world as a practice, but does good deeds, regardless of future." Ming Ye looked at Lu Fuyun with a smile, he knew that this was not what Lu Fuyun wanted to ask, But he didn't say anything, "Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form. Master Fuyun, you might as well let go of cause and effect."

"How to put it down" Staring into Ming Ye's eyes, Lu Fuyun felt inexplicable fear—behind Ming Ye's seemingly benign face, it seemed to be full of ruthlessness.

"Blesser Fuyun is afraid of this old monk?" Seeing that Lu Fuyun became serious, Ming Ye frowned again, "Amitabha, benefactor, do you remember that Lord Fufeng asked old monk before, would I leave those flowers and plants because of the dead tree in spring? The old monk said No, because the flowers and plants are both in the old monk's dharma image and not in the old monk's dharma image. This kind of benefactor is ruthless in the way, but it does not prevent the benefactor from being merciful. Moreover, the benefactor of Fufeng can't bear to hurt the dead wood. It must be a person with deep affection. In other words, Fufeng benefactor should be an extremely nostalgic person. It is a pity that she is so transparent, but she has never realized that she has such characteristics."

"Nostalgia?" As soon as Ming Ye said the words, Lu Fuyun woke up like a dream, and there was a ripple in her heart - she never thought that Fufeng would be a nostalgic person.

"Yes. According to the old monk, the benefactor of Fufeng is easy to get obsessed. Instead of probing in many ways, the benefactor of Fuyun should be consistent." Seeing Lu Fuyun's complexion changed, Ming Ye immediately frowned again, "But benefactor Fuyun, I have a I don’t know if I should speak or not, if I speak, I may miss the benefactor of Fufeng, if I don’t speak, I may miss the benefactor.”

"I don't know what's going on?" Lu Fuyun knew that Ming Ye was waiting for her to ask, and then clasped his palms together towards Ming Ye, and said, "Please ask Master Fu Yun for advice."

"It's not about advice, it's just the sympathy of the old monk." Ming Ye led Lu Fuyun back to the house, and put out a row of seeds on the table, "Donor, let's see if these seeds are different from the plants in the courtyard?"

"This..." Lu Fuyun looked at the seeds on the bank, then at the plants in the courtyard, and murmured, "There are differences."

"But they are nothing worse than the rain and dew of an autumn, and the anxiety of a summer." Ming Ye smiled and took out a folded booklet from the drawer, and handed it to Fu Yun, "Donor, let's take a look at what you wrote nine years ago." Make an oath. Nine years ago, the old monk asked the benefactor, if His Highness Fufeng changes in the future, how to deal with it, your answer is on the paper."

"Hmm..." Lu Fuyun looked at Ming Ye's hand and didn't pick it up. Instead, he looked into Ming Ye's eyes uncharacteristically, and said, "Master, please take Fufeng's hand..."

"Benefactor, this matter is difficult for this old monk to obey." Ming Ye did not avoid Lu Fuyun, nor did he withdraw his hand, his whole face was extraordinarily compassionate, "But I can tell the benefactor that Fufeng benefactor wrote exactly the same words as you."

"Exactly the same?" As soon as Ming Ye finished speaking, Lu Fuyun was caught in the past and couldn't extricate herself from it. She remembered that what she wrote was "what I want to do now, I will never regret it".If Fufeng also has these eight characters, then the entanglement between her and Fusang seems not unsolvable.

"Benefactor. The solution to everything is within oneself. This is what the old monk said, you and I should leave here." Seeing that Lu Fuyun seemed to have realized something, Ming Ye smiled and said, "Wu Yuan, send the benefactor out of the hospital."

"Thank you, Master..."

"Benefactor Fuyun, walk slowly!"

After being sent out of the courtyard by Xiao Shani, Lu Fuyun nodded to Xiao Shani who saw him off, "Stop, little master."

"Benefactor Fuyun, walk slowly." Little Shani also clasped his hands together and bowed to Lu Fuyun.

"Let's go, Wu Yuan." Sending Lu Fuyun to the gate of the Buddhist monastery, after his figure disappeared into the path, Ming Ye appeared behind Xiao Shani.

"Master."

"Is everything ready?"

"All right!"

"Well. Let's go then."

After Lu Fuyun came out of the Buddhist monastery, she was always worried about the writing in the Ming Dynasty drawer, and she was always worried about not seeing it with her own eyes.But Xiaoshani's "Let's go" kept lingering in her ears.Little Shani probably didn't know that she turned along the wall and passed the first intersection, so she didn't go any further.

Is there no one left in the monastery?Lu Fuyun raised his eyes to look at the wall of the monastery, pursed his lips, and climbed over the wall.

When he heard the sound of bricks and tiles falling to the ground, Ming Ye led little Shani to walk slowly around the Zen courtyard, circle after circle.

"Uncle, don't just put tiles on the wall instead of plastering the wall in the future. Master knows that he will blame him." When he passed by the broken tiles for the third time, little Shani couldn't help frowning.

"It's okay. It's just a few tiles." Ming Ye slowly twisted the rosary in his hand.

"That's also sesame oil money."

"It's okay. It's just some sesame oil money. Fuyun benefactor should be able to afford it."

"Hmm." Little Shani looked up at the wall that was missing a few tiles, "Why didn't my master directly give the name of Fufeng benefactor to Fuyun benefactor?"

"If you give it to her, she will think it is fake. Some people always think that it is real only if they get it with their own hands."

"Is there any difference between real and fake?" Little Shani asked.

"For those who have insight into their own hearts, there is no difference, but those who need others to push everything can't bear the truth."

"Master Uncle said it so well that Wu Yuan couldn't understand."

"Then Master Rong told Wu Yuan slowly."

……

Outside the courtyard wall, Ming Ye and Wu Yuan sat talking about Buddhism, and inside the courtyard wall, Lu Fuyun found the rice paper that Ming Ye put in the drawer with ease.

Staring at the slightly yellowed rice paper in the drawer, Lu Fuyun didn't dare to reach out to take it for a moment, she was afraid that the paper might not be as written by Ming Ye.She was even afraid that Ming Ye would deliberately lie to her.

If you don’t read it, how do you know it’s true?

Lu Fuyun pondered over and over until his trembling heart calmed down, and then he reached out to approach Shu Xuan in the drawer.It's just that what Lu Fuyun didn't even think about was that as soon as her hand touched the familiar leaf in the drawer, her body began to shake slightly.

Hold your breath and concentrate.

Thinking that the words on that piece of paper might be able to solve the doubts in her heart, Lu Fuyun clenched his fingertips and took out both pieces of paper from the drawer.

The first copy is yours, right, the second copy?

The words entered made Lu Fuyun pale at first, then gritted his teeth, and finally held the letter in his hand, and scolded with a smile, "Damn Ming Ye!"

Originally thought that the second piece of paper she got would be Fufeng's handwriting, but what Lu Fuyun never expected was that the paper she opened carefully was a letter written to her by Ming Ye—even the opening of the letter had already stated, Ye had already guessed that she would come to steal books.

But today she and Ming Ye met by chance.

Following the instructions in Ming Ye's letter, he took Fufeng's handwriting out of the cabinet, a trace of doubt flashed in Lu Fuyun's eyes, when did Ming Ye write the letter?