Jun Shao's Transit Wife

"Sorry, I didn't think it through." Xi Mingye sincerely apologized.

An Chen didn't respond to him this time, but just looked out of the car window in a daze.

"By the way, you just said that you want to copy scriptures, do you believe in Buddhism?" After driving for a while, Xi Mingye couldn't help asking curiously when he thought of An Chen's previous words about copying scriptures.

An Chen's eyes moved, but he didn't turn his head around, still looking out of the car window.

"Yeah." He really believed in Buddhism. When he was very young, he often went to Xincheng Temple with his grandfather. Every time he went there, he felt that it was very quiet and comfortable. Later, when he grew up, he would go there by himself.

And my grandfather seldom goes to Xincheng Temple because his health is getting worse and worse.

The grandfather he was talking about was his own grandfather, An Luyuan.

Grandpa Wu was the first person to know that he had the ability to transfer luck, and his own grandpa and grandma were the second to know, because he also transferred luck to the two of them.

Once or twice is not enough to be discovered by them, they only found some clues after more times.

Now they don't accept his transfer. For them, they are old and have many problems when they are old. There is no need to let their grandson suffer for the sake of temporary comfort.

Because they also know that after each transfer, he will be affected by their memories when purifying the turbid air.

"If I remember correctly, you are only 17 years old. There are very few Buddhists at this age." Xi Mingye said.

An Chen didn't reply, he believed in Buddhism only because the place of Buddhism is very quiet, he likes it there.

The place where Xi Mingye lived was a bit far from the urban area, and it was already 09:30 when he arrived.

He helped An Chen carry the things into the villa, there were people waiting inside, when he saw them coming in, he immediately came to help carry the things, but An Chen avoided him.

Xi Mingye glanced at An Chen, a little puzzled.

He introduced the two tall men standing in the living room to An Chen: "These two are my life assistants, named Xi Di and Xi Yi. You can call them Brother Di and Brother Yi."

"Brother Di, Brother Yi, hello." An Chen greeted the two of them politely.

"Hello." Xi Di and Xi Yi also responded.

Immediately afterwards, Xi Di said: "Master, Young Master Chen's room is ready."

"Well, take his things up." Xi Mingye ordered.

An Chen took the things in his hands and said, "No, I can do it myself, just take me up."

Xi Di and Xi Yi looked at each other, and then Xi Di took An Chen upstairs.

Xi Yi, who was left behind, said to Xi Mingye who had already sat down: "Master, this An Chen doesn't seem to want us to touch his things, is there any treasure inside?"

Xi Mingye also found out, but An Chen didn't refuse when he helped him mention it before. Why did Xi Di and Xi Yi refuse when they helped him?

Upstairs, An Chen refused Xi Di's proposal to help him pack his luggage, and went downstairs after packing his things himself.

"Mr. Xi, when did you fall asleep?" An Chen saw Xi Mingye who was talking to Xidi Xiyi downstairs and asked.

"The time is uncertain, what's wrong?" Xi Mingye asked.

"Massage before going to bed is more effective. Go to bed after the massage." An Chen said.

"Okay, then you can set a schedule for me, and I will follow your schedule." Xi Mingye said.

Xi Di and Xi Yi on the side couldn't help looking at Xi Mingye in surprise. This was the first time they heard that their master asked another person to make a plan for him. You must know that their master has always been the one who made the plan. , and others followed his plan.

An Chen thought for a while, then sat down beside him, took a pen and notebook and began to write.