"Amitabha."
It is hard not to be sure that this is Mingjing's way of secretly scolding her through slogans.
Mingjing took a step back, but because Wen Yu was pulling the Buddhist beads on her waist, she had to walk back to her original position, and the two of them even got closer.
Wen Yu turned the Buddhist beads and said jokingly, "Master, is this the legendary "If you want to be on top, you must be down first, if you want to be in front, you must be in the back first, if you want to catch, you must let go first?"
"Amitabha."
Mingjing has a beautiful face, but her eyes are like the water of an autumn lake, calm, peaceful and deep, as if she is tolerant of the people and things in front of her.
Wen Yu loosened her belt and sat back at the stone table: "Actually, the reason I came back here is to ask you, Master, to give me some advice. I have been having a lot of problems lately."
"Please tell me, Princess. I will help you solve your doubts."
Wen Yu pulled him to sit down, pushed the braised beef in front of him, then took a deep breath and said:
"I have a friend who fell in love with her friend Xiaogua, but she didn't dare to tell Xiaogua, so she told another friend Xiaoxi."
"Xiaoxi promised my friend not to tell anyone else, but my friend's other friend Xiaohe told my friend that Xiaoxi secretly told another friend Xiaoding."
"But Xiao Ding is very familiar with Xiao Gua's ex-girlfriend Xiao Yi. My friend is afraid that Xiao Ding will tell Xiao Yi, and then Xiao Yi will tell Xiao Gua, which will make my friend very embarrassed."
"Fortunately, Xiaoyi is now with Xiaohe, so my friend went to Xiaohe to help her solve this problem."
"But Xiao He said that Xiao Yi and he had broken up, and he is now with Xiao Ding. But Xiao Ding told my friend that Xiao Xi actually didn't say anything to her."
"Now that my friend is fainted, who should she trust?"
Wen Yu finished speaking in one breath, and then let out a long breath: "Master, please give me some advice."
Liuchun on the side: ...?
Mingjing: "Amitabha."
"Don't say Amitabha, Master, can you give my friend some advice? She is in a hurry, very anxious."
Ming Jing closed his eyes, as if trying to sort out the relationship. After a moment, he said, "The friend that the princess is talking about, is it you?"
"Of course not. How could it be possible for me? How could I not dare to say that I like someone?"
Ming Jing nodded and said, "I will only answer the questions of the princess this time. If it is your friend's question, please ask her to come to me in person."
Wen Yu smiled and said, "You can't do it anymore, right? Sometimes men have to admit that they can't do it."
Ming Jing sighed, clasped his hands together and said, "Princess, I think Xiao Ding is telling the truth. She didn't lie. Xiao Xi didn't reveal the fact that your friend likes Xiao Gua, so your friend doesn't have to worry. If this matter has caused her to fall into a demonic barrier, I suggest that she take the initiative to talk to Xiao Gua and make things clear."
Liuchun, who was counting on his fingers and brainstorming, said: ...?
Wen Yu blinked, not seeming surprised, and continued: "But my friend doesn't dare to say it. You know, the more you love, the more passive you become. How can she dare to take the initiative?"
"In that case, the eldest princess doesn't like you very much. I have never seen you passive."
Wen Yu curled her hair, raised her lips and said, "Who said I'm not passive? I made them passive, isn't that also a kind of passiveness?"
"Amitabha." Ming Jing stood up again. "Now that the doubts have been resolved, Princess, please go back."
Wen Yu smiled and said, "Just now you were my friend, but now you are my princess."
"Master, I want to know what you think of the saying 'Infatuation is not a sin, forgetfulness is not free and easy'?"
Ming Jing said calmly: "Amitabha, I have used up all my chances of answering questions today."
Wen Yu:?
Mingjing nodded to Wen Yu, then turned and returned to the meditation room.
The window of the Zen room was wide open. Wen Yu walked to the window and said with a smile, "Master, are you scared? You are not that good. You are not as good as the little monk Bajie."
At this time, Wen Yu noticed a palm-sized wooden box placed on the low shelf opposite the window.
This wooden box has exquisite patterns and is now open instead of closed. The box is covered with yellow silk, which is commonly used in temples, and is very eye-catching.
And on the yellow silk was lying a "mole" the size of a red bean, which looked very familiar.
Wen Yu's eyes moved slightly, motioning Liu Chun to look over.
Liuchun covered his mouth and laughed secretly, then immediately turned to surprise: "Bajie is really Master Mingjing? Master Mingjing actually secretly ate roast chicken!"
"That's not right. If Master Mingjing is really the monk Bajie, why do all the young monks in the temple acknowledge Bajie's existence?"
Wen Yu was thoughtful: "Could it be that he is schizophrenic? He was driven crazy by his vegetarian diet and chanting Buddhist scriptures, and developed another personality that is completely opposite to him? He spends his time eating, drinking, having fun, and indulging in sensual pleasures?"
Before Liuchun had the chance to ask what personality was, Mingjing's voice, with a hint of Zen, sounded in front of the two of them.
"Princess, we cannot judge everything by appearances. Emptiness is form, and form is emptiness."
Wen Yu: "Oh, can I come in?"
"Can't."
"Okay, I'll come in then."
Wen Yu said this as she leaned on her arms, sat on the window, and moved her legs inside.
Then I have to sigh, no wonder Lu Ren doesn't go out the door and prefers to climb through the window. This feeling is indeed different from coming in through the main door, and it is a bit exciting.
Seeing this, Ming Jing did not try to stop it, but took two steps back and whispered again: "Amitabha."
Wen Yu ignored him. After her feet landed on the ground, she immediately picked up the wooden box on the shelf, took out the "mole" inside, and then slowly walked towards Mingjing.
Seeing this, Ming Jing sighed slightly: "What is the princess going to do?"
"Mommy, mommy, hurry up and obey the command!"
Wen Yu pressed the mole on Mingjing's forehead.
A little crooked.
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