The invincible chivalrous fragrance of the East

When Dongfang Bubai saw Zhu Mingsen again, the man had already finished talking with his ally, and he sat quietly in front of the Buddhist altar, his eyes were tightly closed, and there was a bit of wind and frost on his eyebrows.

Dongfang Bubai stepped into the door lightly, seeing that Zhu Mingsen was silent, he carefully stretched out his hand and tapped the carved peach wood door twice, with a bright smile on the corner of his mouth, "Pavilion Master?"

Zhu Mingsen didn't open his eyes, he beckoned Dongfang Bubai to come in tiredly, and then said in a low voice, "Go and get something from the drawer on my left."

Dongfang Bubai silently agreed, walked over, and saw an old and spotless box in front of him, with several layers of drawers superimposed on it, the rustic knife carving on the surface of the box looked elegant, and there was a touch of vermilion. The red, willow and green lacquer looks as exquisite as dowry.

But there were exquisite small locks hanging on the stacked drawers, Dongfang Bubai raised his eyebrows, and said with a soft smile: "Master, there are locks."

Zhu Mingsen nodded and spread his palms. Dongfang Bubai saw a delicate key lying in his palm, so he walked over to take it. At the same time, the man's words rang in his ears, "Open the key on the top floor. That lock."

Dongfang Bubai turned the key and opened the lock. The moment he opened the drawer, he felt as if a soft light flickered in front of his eyes, and it was like a quiet tide in his heart. He couldn't help being startled.

I saw a scroll lying on the red board, and an inexplicable orchid-like smell permeated the air, very light, mixed with fine dust.

"Painting, take it out?" Dongfang Bubai said calmly as his fingertips lightly touched the closed scroll.

Zhu Mingsen smiled and said, "Bring it here and show me."

Dongfang Bubai gently picked up the painting scroll with a somewhat cold hand, walked lightly to Zhu Mingsen, and said, "Pavilion master, do you want to unfold it?"

Zhu Mingsen opened his eyes, smiled at Dongfang Bubai, and said, "No need, just give it to me."

As he spoke, Zhu Mingsen took over the scroll in Dongfang Bubai's hand, and slowly unfolded the scroll with his back facing Dongfang Bubai. There was an unbelievably soft smile on the corner of his mouth, and calm lake water hidden in his eyes. He nodded in satisfaction, looking at for a long time.

Dongfang Bubai vaguely saw a figure through the thin rice paper, and he watched Zhu Mingsen slowly close the scroll again without saying a word.

"Take it and lock it again." Zhu Mingsen said.

Dongfang Bubai put the painting back, stood back in front of Zhu Mingsen, and asked with a smile: "The master of the pavilion is looking at an old friend?"

Zhu Mingsen nodded with a smile, and then said softly, "Come over here."

Dongfang Bubai shook his head with a smile, and politely declined: "If the pavilion master wants to smell the fragrance of that night brocade, it will be too strong if he gets closer. Now that Dong Fang is five steps away from the pavilion master, the fragrance should be just right. .”

Zhu Mingsen laughed and said, "You really know how to talk." As he spoke, he really moved his nose, as if he was really smelling the fragrance.

"It's indeed a very charming smell, but it's too bewitching and gorgeous, so I definitely can't bear it." Zhu Mingsen blurted out some metaphorical words, and Zhu Mingsen smiled slyly. At the end, he added, "The Buddha can't bear it, even if you enter his in the eyes."

Dongfang Bubai slandered secretly in his heart, saying that this person ordered him to go down because of wearing incense, how could he really like this smell?I'm afraid that even if he replaced it with the weakest new sandalwood, it wouldn't be able to get into this man's nose.

"The pavilion master is joking," Dongfang Bubai said with a light smile, lowering his eyes, "How could Dong Fang enter the Buddha's eyes?"

Zhu Mingsen laughed loudly and said, "Of course ordinary people can't, but my Dharma protector, you can... Bodhisattva."

Dongfang Bubai shook his head, and said with a smile: "Pavilion master can't say that, Dong Fang is just an ordinary person."

Hearing this, Zhu Mingsen was indifferent for a long time, and then said again: "Guardian, are you still used to living in the pavilion these few days?"

"Ri Yuechen's colleagues are naturally taking care of Dong Fang. There are not many educational affairs, so it's easy." Dongfang Bubai smiled and said, "However, there are still many things Dong Fang doesn't understand, and I want to ask the pavilion master."

At the end of winter and the beginning of spring, the time for the payment of money and food in several branch churches has not yet come, and the congregants in the main altar and branch churches seem to have no big noise on the surface. Apart from civil strife, there is really no major event that can restrain people. Among the three colleagues, except for Lu Yaoyuan who was controlled by him, the other two secretly resisted him, so naturally not many educational affairs fell into his hands.

It just so happens that he is also at ease now, because he still has Zhu Mingsen's thoughts and plans while he is practicing, and he doesn't want to be disturbed by the teaching affairs for the time being.

"Dong Fang, what do you want to ask?" Zhu Mingsen smiled.

Dongfang Bubai said softly: "There are too many things to say, Dong Fang will just pick one thing."

Zhu Mingsen nodded to signal him to continue talking, Dongfang Bubai smiled and said: "I want to ask... how to make the pavilion master trust Dong Fang."

Outside Yishui Pavilion, in the middle of Kuxian County, Lao Wang's noodle soup stall at the end of the alley.

The night was slightly cold, and there was only one table with customers on the stall, and the two men were sitting opposite each other.

With the shout of the owner, Lao Wang, the hot noodle soup came out of the pot, and with a big hand, sporadic chopped green onions were sprinkled on the noodle poured with sauce, and then served on the table.

Zhao Nuanzhou looked at the dark-faced man opposite, smiled a little guiltyly and said, "Millions, eat while it's hot?"

Zhao Wanwan glanced at his master, who had become a bit unfamiliar, and ate a bowl of noodles with a cold face, then wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, sniffed, and said, "Master, it's been a month, you're ready Be with that person forever?"

Zhao Nuanzhou shook his head and said, "Since I promised Grandpa that it will be three months, it will be three months, how can I go back on my word?"

Zhao Wanwan curled his lips and said, "That's not certain. Seeing how you are now, you really don't want to leave."

Zhao Nuanzhou sneered, waved his hands helplessly and said, "It's true, but I always keep my word, have you forgotten this point?"

Zhao Wanwan thought for a while and said, "Although that's what I said, but..."

The man frowned, and said with a bitter face: "But master, you are enjoying yourself, and you have never thought about the treatment of us servants."

Hearing this, Zhao Nuanzhou was surprised, thought for a moment, and said, "Could it be that Grandpa is embarrassing you?"

The man nodded, and said aggrievedly: "Master, you don't know. After you left, we were sent to work under the name of the second young master by the old man, but the second young master didn't like to see us, and he didn't like us all day long. Knowing the whereabouts, once we lost the second young master... After being scolded by the old man, everyone received a fine, and now our butt hurts."

After hearing Zhao Wanwan's complaints, Zhao Nuanzhou felt deeply guilty. He wanted to comfort him, but suddenly he thought of something, so he asked in surprise, "What has Jingman been up to lately?"

The author has something to say: I'm sorry everyone, the scumbag author has been busy, this update is a bit late, I kneel down to everyone Σ(°△°|||)︴, I will try to get more words on the weekend _(:з」∠)_