Sweet crazy!The abstinent tycoon spoils the queen as a delicate cub

The old woman shook her head, looked at the figure who disappeared at the entrance of the alley, and murmured, "He is a very good young man."

Walking along the alley, the bamboo boats in the small river gradually become scarce.

"Young man, are you going to Lingxin Temple?" The old man who was docking the boat said with a smile: "At this time, Master Bu Shuang of Lingxin Temple will be closed in one hour. If you want to go, hurry up." point."

Lingxin Temple?

Yun Sui stopped in his tracks and asked boringly, "What does Master Bu Shuang do?

"Huh?" The old man was stunned for a moment, then picked up his clothes, went ashore along the steps, and said at the same time, "So you didn't come to see Master Bu Shuang. We have few people here on weekdays, and almost all the people who come here are here. I was looking for Master Bu Shuang, so I was misunderstood."

"Let me tell you, this Master Bu Shuang is very amazing. You can ask him whatever you ask him, and he is very accurate!"

"He is famous in our Sioux City!"

When the old man talked about this incident, his face was filled with uncontrollable pride.

"Then since I'm here, let's go to the temple to take a look." Yun Sui suddenly became interested, and thanked the old man, who also kindly pointed him in the direction.

Raindrops soon fell on the overcast sky, and dark sprays splashed on the ground. After a while, the tile eaves began to drip and drip.

What the old woman gave him was a dark blue oil-paper umbrella with a silver fish painted on the umbrella, and the fish was transparent when viewed from the inside of the umbrella.

The silver fish looped half of the umbrella, and the rain fell on the umbrella surface, making a tick-tock sound.

Yun Sui deliberately slowed down, listening to the rain and exploring.

White walls and black tiles, the green leaves protruding from the wall, the water color soaked in the path, everything is like a black and white ink painting, and holding an oil paper umbrella, walking slowly in the alley like an ink painting Youth is the strongest color in this ink painting.

The sharp golden spire in Lingxin Temple can be seen from a distance.

Yun Sui walked to the red gate, and there stood a young monk in blue monk robes.

Seeing him, the little monk bowed slightly, "Benefactor, Master Bu Shuang asked me to welcome you here."

"Welcome to me?" Yun Sui raised his eyebrows, "He's really awesome."

The little monk smiled, but did not continue the conversation.

"Okay, take me in." Yun Sui didn't believe in Buddhism, he didn't believe in Buddhism, he only believed in himself.

Even though he was standing at the gate of Lingxin Temple and heard what the little monk said, his heart did not fluctuate.

The smell of incense in the temple is particularly strong, but there are no incense visitors.

A huge golden four-faced Buddha was built under the pavilion in the front yard of the temple. The long incense burner in front of the Buddha statue was filled with incense sticks of different sizes.

As the little monk walked in, you could see moss and flowers, copper vats of Buddha statues, and lotus wind chimes hanging from the corners of the eaves.

Walking to the front of the Buddhist hall, the little monk stopped, "Almsgiver, you can go in directly."

Yun Sui snorted, put the oiled paper umbrella at the door, and stroked the handkerchief wrapped with Jasmine's bracelet with his hand in his pocket, with a careless smile on his face.

"Squeak-"

He pushed the door open and entered, greeted with a scent of sandalwood.

There are no lights in the Buddhist hall, but candles are lit all around.

"Benefactor Yun." A warm voice came from the side hall, and Yun Sui turned his head to look, only to see a young man in a monk's robe standing at the door with his hands behind his back. He looked about twenty-seven, with long hair tied behind his head , red phoenix eyes, high nose bridge, very light lip color.

The stature is delicate and handsome, with a fairy style.

Not like a monk, but like a fairy.

He is as elegant and dignified as the dog man, but at present, he is not as annoying as the dog man.

"Benefactor Yun, come in." Bu Shuang smiled lightly, and his voice was extremely gentle.

Yun Sui walked over slowly, "On the way here, an old man said that you are a god, it seems that he is not exaggerating."

"It's a monk." Bu Shuang corrected him with a smile

There was a tea table next to the bed in the side hall, and the two sat facing each other by the window. Yun Sui yawned, resting his chin with his hands, and looked at the rainy scene outside the window with a sleepy expression.

"Benefactor Yun, drink tea." Bu Shuang put the teacup in front of him.

Yun Sui tapped the table lightly twice, then turned his gaze to him thoughtfully, "You answer all your questions?"

Bu Shuang smiled and shook his head, his clear eyes fell on his face, he looked at him quietly for a moment, and then he said, "It depends on what Master Yun wants to ask?"

"Don't you know what I want to ask?" Yun Sui took a sip of tea, the lotus bell under the corner of the eaves rang with the wind, put down the teacup, he leaned back lazily, found a comfortable posture, and smiled wickedly He looked at the person in front of him wantonly.

Always a lazy posture without bones.

Without avoiding his eyes, Bu met his gaze and chuckled softly, "I really don't know, Master Yun might as well say it clearly."

"Then I said it, but if you don't answer, isn't that the same as saying it for nothing?" He intended to play tricks, but it made people angry.

At this time, the young monk who had just left appeared outside the window, he saluted without saying a word, handed a piece of red paper to Bu Shuang, and then left.

He comes fast and goes fast.

However, within two breaths of effort, the person had disappeared without a trace, and one couldn't help but feel that the scene just now was just a fantasy.

Bu Shuang put the red paper on the table, and pressed the Buddhist beads in his hand on the red paper.

"Why do I feel like I've seen you somewhere before?" Yun Sui said something out of nowhere.

The movement and demeanor he just put the Buddha beads on was somewhat similar to the picture that suddenly flashed through his mind.

Bu Shuang looked as usual, "But I haven't seen Master Yun before."

"Okay, if you say no, you won't. Anyway, my mind can't remember the past." Yun Sui no longer struggled, seeing the rain getting heavier and heavier, he was still worried about the little girl who was filming on the set, "I'll be free some other day I'll come to you again, I still have something to do, so let's go first."

"Benefactor Yun." Bu Shuang said unhurriedly, "Wait until the rain stops before leaving, your sister will be fine, but you, the luck is not very good recently."

Yun Sui paused, then returned to normal, stroking the non-existent wrinkles on his body expressionlessly.

"I don't believe that."

"I know."

"Then you still tell me?"

"I still have to say it."

.....

Yun Sui pursed his lips speechlessly, gave him a white look, and left the side hall without the slightest hesitation.

Simultaneously.

The man's clear and joyful voice came to his ears along with the ringing wind chimes, "I will bring my sister with me some other day."

heard.

Bu Shuang smiled helplessly and shook his head, looking at the figure that was gradually going away, his soft murmur was blown away by the wind, "Brother and sister really have exactly the same temperament."