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Chapter 162 Xiaomeng's "Part-Time Job"

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    "Senior brother Zhang Yuanshan?" Fu Zhenzhen asked with a pale face and terribly bright eyes, as if he had misheard, seeking the last hope.

    The Taoist vaguely felt that it was a bit weird, but he was a monk, so he didn't think about the emotional entanglement between men and women for a while: "Zhang Yuanshan is one of the seven sons of this generation of Zhenwu sect. Although he is only ranked at the bottom, he is also highly valued. If you want to get married,  Only he can satisfy Mrs. Song."

    He thought that the two of them doubted the necessity of Zhang Yuanshan as a marriage partner.

    Meng Qi next to him wanted to stop him from answering, but it was too late.

    "Okay, very good." Fu Zhenzhen turned around in a daze, left the team, and went in another direction outside the city.

    She unknowingly used lightness kung fu, and she seemed to want to put this unacceptable fact behind her.

    At this time, of course Meng Qi couldn't go up the mountain by himself, so he sighed and started "Chasing the Wind and Shadow" to chase after him.

    The rest of the team looked at them in surprise, not understanding what happened. Some guessed that the two had a quarrel, and some thought it had something to do with Zhang's lack of grand hospitality.

    The Taoist frowned, and secretly said: "Could it be that Zhang's kid caused the romantic debt?"

    Fu Zhenzhen saw mountains and rivers, and ran wild in the wild, not knowing where he was going, but subconsciously trying to escape.

    Meng Qi hugged her and didn't go up to persuade her. In this situation, he really didn't know what to say, so he could only follow silently to prevent her from accidents, and he was also doing his duty as a little friend.

    After running for a long time, Fu Zhenzhen finally exhausted his physical strength, and his speed slowed down, getting slower and slower. In front of him was a quiet hill, on which he could vaguely see the monastery.

    She covered her face with her hands and let out a whimpering sound. Meng Qi sighed and decided to go up and persuade him. Without a lover, at least there are family members and teachers, so don't give up on yourself.

    Suddenly, a solemn drum sound reached the ears of the two.

    when!

    Following the sound of the drum is the melodious and far-reaching sound of the bell, which seems to ring in everyone's heart, shaking off troubles and attachments.

    Fu Zhenzhen was shaken all over, his hands slipped down, he stared blankly at the direction of the bell, and stepped forward, walking up the stone steps of the hill, searching for the origin of the bell.

    Meng Qi shook his head and followed slowly, organizing his words in his mind, thinking about how to persuade him.

    There are several temples on this hill, and it is a tenaciously surviving Zen forest near the Daomen.

    Fu Zhenzhen went up all the way, passed several Buddhist temples, and stopped in front of a nunnery.

    She turned her head, with tears still on her face, and looked at Meng Qi with a slightly vacant look in her eyes: "All along, Master has asked me to become a monk, to become the true heir of Yinghua Nunnery, to get rid of the temptation of the world, and to devote myself to the study of "Saving People"  ", but I always want to find a good husband and son-in-law, with red sleeves to add fragrance, thrush eyebrows and foreheads, and go through the rivers and lakes hand in hand, just like my parents, so I insist on only being a lay disciple."

    "Until today, I didn't know that what Master said was true. How many couples in the world can be as loving as my parents.  It's an illusion, why can't you become a monk?"

    Meng Qi opened his mouth. The words organized just now were useless again, but he was also a little relieved. It is better to become a monk than to take revenge on the society. With Fu Zhenzhen's ability to use poison and drugs, maybe Zhang Yuanshan will have a ghost marriage  .

    Fu Zhenzhen was just talking, and didn't expect Meng Qi to answer at all, so he turned and walked into the nunnery, looking for the presiding teacher.

    Meng Qi let out a breath, and followed him in.

    This is a small nunnery with outdated furnishings. There are only a dozen or so nuns in plain clothes, old and young, with serene expressions, which fill the Buddhist hall dedicated to Bodhisattvas with a clean atmosphere.

    "Do you want to become a monk?" The presiding teacher did not appear happy and excited because someone converted, but asked solemnly.

    Fu Zhenzhen lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, kneeling on the futon: "Yes."

    "You have tears in the corner of your eyes, and you are followed by a man. It should be because you are emotionally hurt. If you are impulsive, it is better not to become a monk." The presiding teacher persuaded Fu Zhenzhen.

    The corner of Meng Qi's mouth twitched, I'm just an enthusiastic little friend, this matter has nothing to do with me!

    Fu Zhenzhen repeated what he said to Meng Qi just now, and looked at the presiding teacher with foggy eyes: "The love is false, please let the teacher complete it."

    The presiding teacher sighed too much: "Since you are a disciple of Buddhism, the poor nun will follow your wishes. I hope you can study Buddhism quietly and truly realize it."

    Fu Zhenzhen is a man of Yinghua Temple, Du Di.p; "I'll talk to Senior Brother Zhang." Meng Qi knew that Fu Zhenzhen was emotional at this time, and Zhang Yuanshan's coming in was probably another Qiong Yao's bitter scene, and it might be counterproductive, so he planned to go out and drag Zhang Yuanshan away, so that Fu Zhen  Really quiet, I also figured out the matter of the engagement, to see if there was any misunderstanding or something that could be remedied.

    After finishing speaking, he suddenly remembered something, feeling a little sad in his heart, and sighed: "I have always dreamed of becoming a swordsman in white clothes, unrestrained and unrestrained. Who knows that now, now, I look like an aunt of the neighborhood committee!"

    Specialized in mediating emotional, marriage and family issues This style of painting is getting more and more wrong

    "Auntie of the neighborhood committee?" Fu Zhenzhen was puzzled.

    "Forget it, you don't understand." Meng Qi covered his face and walked out of the nunnery, facing Zhang Yuanshan.

    "Really, Junior Brother Meng, is it true?" Zhang Yuanshan asked excitedly and pleasantly when he saw Meng Qi come out.

    "Let her be quiet for a while." Meng Qi breathed out, "Come on, let's have a drink, and I'll listen to you." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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