Chapter 207: The Cold Buddhist Girl and the Sinister Young City Lord 2
It is early April and the warmth has arrived.
But the man sitting in the carriage was still wearing a cloak, his slender jade-like fingers slightly grasped the gilded hand warmer, his lazy posture did not seem like he was trying to keep warm, but rather like he was playing with it.
His face was as cold as jade, his lips were slightly purple, and his pupils in a pair of narrow and gloomy phoenix eyes were as deep as black emerald, but the whites of his eyes were covered with bloodshot threads.
Just one look at it can send chills all over one's body.
"Who is the one arguing?" His voice was emotionless, yet already as cold as a spring at the bottom of the abyss.
The guard Shen Qi, who was standing outside the carriage, pulled open the curtain.
"It looks like there was a dispute between the servants of the Jiang family in Hengzhou and the young master of the Lotus Temple." Shen Qi said according to what he saw.
"The offering money the servant brought was not enough, so the young master made her swear an oath that she did not embezzle any of it."
On the other side of the carriage stood a two-meter-tall, muscular guard named Shen Wu.
Seeing this, he shook his head and sighed: "Alas, the morals of the world have gone downhill. I never thought that in such a holy place like a nunnery, there would be such a greedy little nun."
Inside the carriage, Shen Suyuan's sharp gaze pierced through the crowd and landed accurately on Cha Jiu, who was wearing a matte gray robe.
He narrowed his eyes and opened his thin lips slightly: "Not necessarily. I think that little nun is a kind person, and that old woman is a wicked slave who deceived her master and disrespected the gods and Buddhas."
Shen Wu was stunned: "Young City Lord, you figured it out again"
Shen Qi sneered at him: "What's so strange about this? Everyone in Qingzhou knows that our young city lord has a sharp eye and never makes mistakes in identifying people. He only needs to take one look to know whether this person is good or bad."
No matter how good this person is at pretending, it's useless.
Shen Suyuan remained silent.
He never told others that he could see the unique "luck" in everyone.
Some people are surrounded by a black luck, which shows that they are full of evil.
But most people are gray, representing a mixture of good and evil.
The purer the mind and the nobler the character, the closer the color of their luck will be to transparency.
Shen Suyuan couldn't see any luck in Cha Jiu.
She was purer and cleaner than the morning mist.
How could such a person be a person who is greedy for money and is very thrifty?
On the other hand, the evil slave with broad cheeks and small eyes had a cloud of turbid gray air hanging over his shoulders, with a faint hint of black death in it.
Shen Suyuan could judge that this person would be beset with disaster in the near future.
Seeing an ordinary little nun in front of the nunnery being so pure and kind, Shen Suyuan had more confidence in the Lotus Nunnery, and the gloomy look between his brows dissipated.
"Come in." He hoped that the master who would give him a lecture on purifying the mind later would also be able to practice like this.
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Cha Jiu put the pitiful little change into the money bag, and then heard the system reminding:
"Shen Suyuan's favorability has increased to 15%."
Cha Jiu was stunned for a moment and asked inwardly: "What did I do?"
System: "When you were confronting Madam Zhao, Shen Suyuan stood by and observed you for a long time. He has a pair of yin and yang eyes, which can distinguish between good and evil in people. He may think that you are a kind person, so his favorability has increased a little."
The original body already possessed a Buddha's heart, and since Cha Jiu was a person from otherworldly places, his soul was not mixed with the luck of this world at all.
Therefore, what Shen Suyuan saw must be the color closest to transparent, representing absolute purity and cleanliness.
This was a very rare thing for him, who had seen a lot of dirty things since he was a child.
Ji Yan still wanted to pull Cha Jiu aside to discuss the right and wrong of this matter.
Cha Jiu simply ignored her and went back to his room to meditate.
She will be chanting for Shen Suyuan tomorrow, so how can she have time to take care of Ji Yan, the teacher?
As they were walking, Cha Jiu suddenly remembered: "Ah Tong, wasn't there an item called 'Fairy Face Potion' before? After taking it, one's appearance can be closer to that of an immortal."
Doesn't Shen Suyuan like things to be clean and pure?
Cha Jiu intends to completely satisfy him from the inside out.
The system searched the small market for a long time and blew away the dust on the medicine: "Huhu, I haven't used this cheap stuff for a long time. I almost couldn't find it. Here, three hundred points for you."
Cha Jiu drank the medicine and said coldly, "Yeah, if I hadn't used cheap stuff, I wouldn't be able to afford the 98,800 yuan suit you're wearing."
The system covers its mouth.
The next morning.
Cha Jiu arrived at the Dharma Hall half an hour early to wait.
Half a cup of tea before the scheduled lecture time, Shen Suyuan walked in with heavy and restless steps, his outer robe barely on, his black hair half tied up and half down, as if he was too impatient to take care of it.
There was a faint blue tint under his eyes, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and there was a lingering hostility between his brows.
Anyone with eyes can see that he didn't sleep well last night.
Shen Wu and Shen Qi followed beside him, not daring to make a sound.
Cha Jiu sat on the futon, with a polite attitude, but not humble or overbearing: "Good morning, Mr. Shen."
Shen Suyuan's anxious eyes quickly swept over her, then moved back, seeming a little surprised: "It's you"
Yesterday, in front of the temple, the nun with a very clean breath
Cha Jiu pretended not to know: "You know me"
Shen Suyuan did not answer.
Yesterday he only saw her from a distance, but today when he was closer, he could see Cha Jiu's face clearly.
Her eyes are like mirrors, her lips are like cherry blossoms, and her fair skin is like the ice flow after the snow mountain melts. It is so pure and beautiful that people dare not desecrate it.
Especially the teardrop mole right under the eye, which is like the tears of mercy shed by gods and Buddhas when they have mercy on all living beings.
Shen Suyuan stared at Cha Jiu for a long while with his terrifying bloodshot eyes.
Cha Jiu accepted the scrutiny openly, and the gazes he exchanged were always gentle and calm.
Shen Wu and Shen Qi were very surprised.
You know, even their confidants would feel fear involuntarily when they met the young city lord's eyes.
I didn't expect a little nun to be so bold.
Cha Jiu kept looking at him without any avoidance, and asked in a caring tone: "Did you not sleep well last night?"
"Yeah." Shen Suyuan sat on the mat, his posture lazy and unrestrained, with one leg bent, one hand resting on his side, and the other hand massaging his aching forehead.
He has been able to hear the voices of ghosts since he was a child, so he is always troubled by the noise and cannot sleep at night.
He thought the Lotus Temple would be better, but as soon as he stepped into the guest room, he heard dozens of female ghosts wailing all night long, making it impossible for him to close his eyes.
I don't know why there are so many wronged female ghosts in this temple.
Seeing that he looked tired and didn't want to talk much, Cha Jiu stopped talking to him and started preaching directly.
Her voice was like the sound of warm white jade, very pleasant to the ears, and gradually covered up the noise of the noisy ghosts.
As Shen Suyuan listened, his headache felt much better and he even felt a little sleepy.
So he began to rest his eyes, put his hands on his knees, and rest his head.
Cha Jiu spoke for two hours and felt a little dry in the mouth, so he stopped and wanted to drink some water.
The ghost's wailing became louder again.
Shen Suyuan frowned and ordered in a cold voice: "Continue."
However, Cha Jiu did not obey him and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Master Shen, I am tired and need half a cup of tea to rest temporarily."
Shen Suyuan slowly opened his eyes, his dark emerald pupils showing danger.
Cha Jiu remained unmoved and calm as usual.
After a while.
Shen Suyuan started talking again: "Your voice when you preach is very pleasant, and it can give me a moment of peace and quiet. So when you rest, do you have any other way to keep me from being disturbed by the noise?"
"Yes." Cha Jiu raised her eyes, stretched out her porcelain-white slender hands, and patted the futon beside her: "Please come over here."
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