After being dressed as a scumbag, the fascination was reborn

The bulging sensation in his palm made Master Song abruptly stop his conditioned reflex.

Miao Hui took this opportunity to whisper something in Master Song's ear, winked playfully at him, then stepped back and closed the door for them.

There was a very regular sound of wooden fish knocking in the room.

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Song Shu turned his head to see that Master Song had put away the things in his hands calmly, and smiled when he saw him turn his head.

Song Shu's gaze paused for a moment, and then he retracted it.

This wing room is not small, and there is a bead curtain separating the inner room from the outer room. When the two of them lifted the curtain and went in, they saw a golden statue of Buddha on the altar, and a few burning incense sticks stuck in the incense burner in front of them. .

A man is wearing a wide monk robe, his hair is curled up with blue hair, his thin back is straight and silent, he is kneeling on the futon in front of the Buddha, holding a Buddhist bead in one hand and knocking on a wooden fish with the other.

Hearing the crisp sound of the bead curtain, "he" stopped his movements, looked sideways slightly, and revealed a delicate face.

According to rumors, Master Wumin, who has unparalleled powers and eyes, is a very young-looking woman.

Master Song and Song Shu looked at each other, and both gave her a shallow salute. Master Wumin put down the wooden fish and got up to return the salute: "Two benefactors, please sit down."

Master Wumin poured a cup of tea for each of them, sat down in the light tea fragrance, stretched out his hand and pushed the two cups in front of the two, and moved slowly: "The benefactor please drink tea."

Song Shu's expression had not been very good since he got off the car. At this moment, he glanced at the cup of tea, nodded his head to express his gratitude, but did not move.

Ever since the accident with the love potion in his body almost happened, Master Song found that he seemed to have shadowed the teacup handed over by others, and vaguely never touched anyone's tea again.

Of course, he didn't touch the cup of tea either.

His master asked him to come to Wu Min, but he didn't tell him anything else, such as "Whether Wu Min can be trusted or not".

Why did she know that Master Song was coming here today?

No one touched the two cups of tea, but Master Wumin didn't care, and smiled at the two of them.

Master Song asked: "From Master Miaohui, the abbot already knew I was coming?"

Not long after the words fell, Master Song suddenly felt his shoulders sink.

Song Shu, who was still sitting beside him just now, closed his eyes with a pale face, and fell beside him. His slender eyelashes cast two shadows on his cheeks, and a morbid sense of beauty came straight to the impact.

Master Song's expression changed slightly, and he stretched out his hand to hold Song Shu's waist, the person on his shoulder moved uneasily, his head drooped, and slid down his shoulder into his arms.

And breathing.

Master Song's body tensed up: "...What does Abbot mean by this?"

There were only three people in the room, and he didn't do anything.And when Song Shu fell down, Wumin also watched helplessly, but her expression didn't change a bit, which showed that she had expected this thing a long time ago.

But the problem is, neither Song Shu nor he touched the abbot or anything she handed over. How did she make Song Shu fall asleep while Master Song was still awake?

Thinking of this, Master Song squeezed the small kit in his palm.

...he seems to understand.

Wu Min put down the prayer beads and rolled up his sleeves, stood up and poured the tea in the two cups into the potted plants on the window sill next to him, and said calmly, "I'm quite on guard."

"Don't worry, I just let this little guy have a good sleep, and I will answer the questions he wants to ask alone. The questions you want to ask-do you want him to hear it?"

She turned around and looked at Master Song, with an indifferent expression on her face, she said, "My two cups of tea are not for you to drink, just smell it."

Master Song was surprised: Is it the fragrance of tea?

Wu Min put the cup back, twirled the beads, seemed to know what he was thinking, pointed to his hand hidden under his sleeve: "I asked my disciple to give you something, it is the antidote. This incense is my Developed independently, there is no antidote, and you have to sleep."

Master Song was silent for two seconds, and put the person in his arms away stiffly. He couldn't find anything to put him on. After hesitating for a long time, he let him rest on his lap: "Do you know that I'm coming to find you?"

"It counts," Wu Min turned his back to him, and placed three incense sticks in front of the Buddha again, "Your master asked you to come, right?"

She twisted the beads and turned around, sat on the futon, looked him up and down a few times, and said expressionlessly: "It seems that he is indeed back."

"You know my master?" Master Song grasped the key point in the words, "...What do you mean? What do you mean come back?"

Wu Min nodded: "I have known your master for several years, so I can be regarded as...an old friend."

It turned out that the rumors of the same sect were not groundless.

"You should have guessed it a long time ago. If you didn't know each other, your master wouldn't let you come to me." Speaking of this, Wumin paused, "She doesn't have to worry about anything, she will leave the mess to me .”

Master Song reached his teeth and pondered: "So... why did my master ask me to come to you?"

He was still tense, with one hand on Song Shu's shoulder and the other on the black around his waist.Since Wu Min can kill Song Shu silently, he must also be able to kill him silently.

Wu Min didn't speak for a while, and she looked at Master Song for a moment, then suddenly stopped playing with the beads in her hand: "...you're back, right?"

She seemed to be in a complicated mood, and asked after a while: "It's been two years since you disappeared, is it the one who took away your original memory?"

Master Song was stunned: "What seized the house?"

Wu Min looked at him again, then at Song Shu, who was lying on his lap with his eyes closed and pale, before explaining aloud:

"Two years ago, I calculated that you had a catastrophe. Your master found out that you were taken away. I don't know where to put your original soul to sleep forever. But if your body is not dead, it means that your original soul is fine."

She paused, stood up under Master Song's surprised gaze, and continued: "I have counted several times in the past two years. At first, your fate was very strange, and I couldn't see the way out. Then, after a long time, I vaguely Calculate that you will have a chance to come back in two years, and your master will no longer worry."

"Looking at it now, you are indeed innocent," Wu Min frowned, "Then why don't you know that someone has taken your home?"

It took a long time for Master Song to recover from these words: "...What the abbot said was that you already knew that the original me was a fake? But you didn't expose it, but waited for this two-year period past?"

He took a deep breath, considered for a moment, and decided to use a tactful and intelligible statement: "To tell you the truth, in my memory, I am not the real owner of this body." , I come from a... It should be another place far away, I read a book there... It's a story book, and the stories in the book are about you here. Then I don't know why, I opened my eyes Appeared in this body."

"I've been looking for you a few times before, and it's also because I heard that you are so good at predicting things. I wanted to try my luck to find a way to go back..." Master Song frowned, and said with difficulty, "But Abbot, what do you mean? , This body is my original body? I just returned after two years of disappearance?"

Wu Min was astonished for a long time before remembering to nod: "...that's right."

Song Master resolutely said: "This is impossible, not to mention why I was taken away for no reason. I have lived in my body for more than 20 years, and I have no memory of being here for 17 years. She Zhiren only stayed in this body for two years, and it was only after I came here that all the memories were transmitted..."

At this point, Master Song paused.

He remembered something.

In fact, the "impossible" reason he came up with is not sufficient. Since he can travel through time and space to come here, it means that space can be broken through, so who says time can't?The conclusion drawn by this reason is contrary to what he wants to prove, then the reason = not valid.

And if, as Wu Min said, he was the owner of this body in the first place, the two years of disappearance, it is possible that he broke through the space and went to another world. Years later, he over there broke through the space limit again due to some coincidence, and returned to his body again.This logical chain of cause and effect exists, that is to say...

There is a high possibility that what Wu Xi said is true.

He couldn't find evidence that could be strongly refuted, and it was even possible that the conclusion drawn from this line of thought was correct.

Wumin obviously also thought of this, the two were silent for a long time, Wumin suddenly asked: "According to what you said, you have lived in what you think is your other body for more than 20 years - before that, you Has there been any error in your memory?"

Master Song was about to deny it, but was suddenly taken aback: "...Yes. My parents once said that I was trafficked once when I was nine years old, stabbed by a robber, and suffered a serious illness. I don't remember the past. After that It took 20 years to get here."

Wumin pondered, "That's it."

Two years, and 20 years, are ten times different.

"You had an accident when you were 17 years old. In order to save a few abducted children, you killed a bunch of bandits. One of them stabbed you. You fell into a coma for ten days. After you woke up, your personality changed drastically." As soon as the voice changed at this point, the person had already walked to the window sill, and pushed the half-closed window coffin away, and there was a lush greenery outside the window.

From Master Song's point of view, he could see Jing Xiu hiding on a tree in the yard, looking towards the main entrance of the wing room, the fine sunlight fell, casting a graceful shadow on his delicate baby face

"Your master's little book Tong Jingxiu is also one of those abducted children," Wu Min also looked in Jing Xiu's direction, she was not surprised, her expression was full of nostalgia, and there was a bit of kind helplessness, " This kid, I knew I couldn't stop him, so I followed in."

Master Song could remember all these things he said from his memory, but after listening to what she said, Master Song suddenly had a faint guess in his heart.

Sure enough, he heard Wu Min continue: "He was raised by me until he was ten years old, and he was sent to your master for some reason. When your accident happened, he was only fourteen years old."