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Xue Xianyu looked up in a daze, only to find a face that was so handsome that both people and gods were angry was close at hand.

However, in his pair of dark eyes, his eyes were so cold that they swished out like ice arrows.

Xue Xianyu suddenly remembered who this person was, and quickly crawled out of his arms:

"Oh, Ouyingdi, hello, hahaha!"

While talking, he stood up, his eyes rolled around——

Which little fairy did Ou Yue come here to meet?

Ah, it's you...huh?

On the upper futon, sitting cross-legged is an old monk wearing a brown monk's robe.

...It's a real old monk!

At least 60 years old or older, with kind eyes, solemn treasure, eyelashes down, he didn't even seem to see such a big thing as he fell in, with a calm face.

On a red sandalwood coffee table in front of him, there was a book of scriptures, as if he was lecturing on the scriptures.

Xue Xianyu opened his mouth wide, shocked.

Nani? ? ?Ou Yue came here, such a private and secret place, just to listen to an old monk chanting scriptures? ?

Are you dreaming?

Why is the world so mysterious?

"Young master Xue has followed me all the way, why don't you listen to the scriptures with me?"

Suddenly there was a voice above the head, low but clear and cold, like a porcelain bowl being knocked by a glass rod, making a deep "clang" sound.

Xue Xianyu looked at Ou Yue who was speaking. This tall, long-legged young actor was looking at him with an indifferent expression and dark eyes, as if he was displeased, but also like an order, as if he had magical powers.

He followed suit and sat down.

Ouyue pulled up the door, and the old monk sitting at the top turned the pages in tacit understanding and began to speak.

So Xue Xianyu and Ou Yue sat on the two futons opposite the old monk, listening to the old monk's slow and accented scriptures.

Xue Xianyu had a ball of wool in his head.

He could understand some of the words the old monk said, but he couldn't understand a single word when put together.

It's like learning advanced mathematics in freshman, freshman, and sophomore year. It's like listening to the sky.

He suspected that Ou Yue was trying to trick him on purpose. After all, Ou Yue knew that he was from the Xue family, and he knew that he had been with him for several days. will come with him.

But he quietly turned his head to look at Ou Yue, only to see that Ou Yue's beautiful and handsome face like a sculpture was full of concentration, his black eyes were full of piety and respect, and when he heard something he understood, he would lower his eyelashes and his thin lips He took a sip slightly, expressing respect and understanding.

At this time, he was just like the Arhat who was listening to the Buddha, so sacred that he could not be desecrated.

This made Xue Xianyu deny his own thoughts again - Ou Yue is obviously really listening to the lecture!

But...but why did he come to listen to the lecture!

And why did I somehow sit down with him and listen to the scriptures!

He wanted to cry in his heart but had no tears.

The first 10 minutes were okay, but after 10 minutes passed, Xue Xianyu, who couldn't understand at all, lost his focus and freshness. He tracked Ou Yue's car for a whole day, a day of high tension and excitement, plus I haven't eaten dinner yet, I'm hungry, and I'm particularly prone to sleepiness when I'm in a quiet environment.

In particular, the old monk's unhurried and neither too heavy nor too heavy lecture voice is much more hypnotic than the passionate lecture voice of the high mathematics teacher.

Not long after, Xue Xianyu's head became a mess, his upper and lower eyelids were fighting, and he was in a daze. His head turned into a heavy hammer for a while and smashed forward, and turned into a Rubik's cube for a while, showing strange scenes After a while, it turned into a heavy pendant and fell straight to both sides.

"Boom!"

He didn't know where it hit, but the pain in his head made him wake up all of a sudden.

The old monk in front of him laughed out loud and looked at him kindly.

Xue Xianyu turned his head and saw that he bumped into Ou Yue's shoulder, and the other party's dark eyes were staring at him indifferently.

"Hum (sound hòng, multi-sound word, another sound ōu) month, your little guest seems to be very sleepy." The old monk smiled happily.

Xue Xianyu was still in the daze of dozing off and being awakened, but Ou Yue who was beside him said:

"Uncle, it should be impossible to continue tonight, and I will cause trouble for Uncle."

The old monk chuckled: "The fate in the world of mortals has come, so why avoid it. You can listen to the scriptures later! The poor monk has gone out first, so you don't have to send it away."

Said, smiled and got up and went out.

Xue Xianyu's big eyes were confused, and his small mouth was slightly opened: "Hey, master, don't go away..."

After saying that, he turned to Ou Yue, "Master Ou Ying, did I interrupt your scripture lecture? How about I go first?"

Ou Yue said coldly: "Is it too late for you to interrupt now?"

Xue Xianyu: ...

Just when he was thinking about whether he should apologize to others, or continue to be his paparazzi with the cheek, he heard Ou Yue call the waiter to come in, and ordered a few dishes skillfully.

Then he said to the puzzled man, "Eat first."

Xue Xianyu:? ? ?Emperor Ou wants to invite me to dinner?

He was even more confused. It stands to reason that Ou Yue should hate him for his attitude towards him. Why did he invite him to listen to the scriptures and eat together?

But his curiosity towards Ou Yue overshadowed everything, not to mention he was really hungry, so he obediently stayed and had dinner together.

Ou Yue is just like the legends, taciturn, and cold - he is obviously handsome with thick face, high forehead and bright nose, very western facial features, but that cold and desireless temperament, let His whole body was sparse and cool, as pale as a black and white ink painting.

Even when eating, he is very restrained, one mouthful of food, one mouthful of rice, never put too much food in it, and never mix it up, and there is no sound when chewing, eating elegantly and solemnly.

If he hadn't been wearing a white shirt and black trousers, and had black hair on his head, he would have been an eminent monk who had practiced for a long time.

Xue Xianyu held back for a while, and finally finished his meal, he couldn't help it anymore, and asked:

"That... Ou Yingdi, did you come here to listen to the scriptures?"

Holding the bowl in one hand, Ou Yue let out a "hmm".

His white and slender hand held a dark green porcelain bowl, which was shockingly beautiful.

"You... believe in Buddhism?" Xue Xianyu asked tentatively.

Ou Yue raised his eyelashes, and those eyes that were always deserted but dark looked at him:

"Want to know?"

"Ah, I kind of want to know."

I really want to know, okay?This melon is so explosive that no one will believe it if I tell it!

Who would have known that the young, handsome, indifferent and reserved actor Ou was actually a devout Buddhist!

"In what capacity are you asking me?"

"what?"

Xue Xianyu looked up at him, but saw that he was looking at him seriously with black eyes, as if he was confirming something important.