Fragrance Returned

Ding Xiang smiled and said, Time flies, I have grown a lot taller, and the master is still as energetic as he was three years ago.

Master Mingyuan looked at Feifei, his eyes full of compassion and wisdom.

He clasped his hands together and said, Amitabha, the little thing has a destiny with Buddhism and came here uninvited.

Then recite the scriptures with your eyes closed.

The irritable Feifei gradually calmed down, closed his big mouth, and stared at the old monk with his eyes, as docile as a rabbit.

Hong Yi and Qiu Wangzhi were extremely surprised and stared blankly at the dumb eagle.

Ding Xiang was not surprised at all, her Feifei was not simple at all.

Less than half an hour later, the old monk opened his eyes after reciting the sutra, and Feifei spread his big wings and flew onto his shoulders. She nuzzled his bald head with her pointed beak, and then combed his long beard.

The old monk laughed loudly again.

Hongyi opened his bright eyes and introduced himself to Feifei, Feifei, the poor monk is the master's disciple, donor Ding's... uh...

He didn't know what to say.

Ding Xiang smiled and said, Brother. He is my younger brother. Feifei should get closer to him in the future.

You can't say that he is your uncle.

Hongyi pursed his lips and smiled, his little bald head nodding like a chicken pecking at rice.

Qiu Wangzhi's eyes moved from Feifei to Hongyi, and then to Dingxiang.

He secretly said Jingdouzi.

He turned his eyes to Master Mingyuan, bowed and said, Master, I'll take my leave.

Master Mingyuan nodded.

Hongyi clasped his hands together and said, Donor Qiu, walk slowly.

Looking at Qiu Wangzhi's slender back, Ding Xiang was very suspicious.

Even the princes and nobles find it difficult to meet Master Mingyuan, but he can be the old monk's guest.

Master Mingyuan allowed Feifei to get close to him for a while, then took Feifei down and handed him to Hongdao, I have something to do as a master, so I have to entertain our little distinguished guests.

Then he took Ding Xiang into his Zen room.

The middle-aged monk came in and poured tea, then went out and closed the door.

The old monk sitting cross-legged on the kang looked at Lilac, with naked words in his eyes, give it to me quickly, give it to me quickly...

It's completely different from the enigmatic look just now.

Ding Xiang took out a handkerchief from her purse and opened it. Inside was a piece of ginseng and five strips of purple gourd ginseng.

Immediately a medicinal fragrance wafted out.

The old monk's eyes gleamed and he stretched his hands as far as he could.

Ding Xiang did not hand it over to him immediately, but said in front of him, I still have a question to ask Master.

The old monk retracted his hand and said, Say.

Ding Xiang ignored his dissatisfaction and said, I want to find someone with a mole on the side of his nose.

Mother Li is the most critical knot in that incident. As long as she is found, the knot will be untied.

The old monk said, The little donor has a very prosperous destiny and will surely achieve his wishes.

nonsense!

What Lilac wants to know is the process, not the result.

She could only speak more clearly, The sky is huge. How should I search? Please give me some guidance.

Master Mingyuan said, I am a monk. I can make divination and read fortunes, but I cannot talk too much.

Ding Xiang couldn't help it, so she stood up and put two things into his hands.

He said with extreme grievance, I paid for the hyacinth ginseng with my life. It's hard to get a million dollars. Master will take a third of it in one go...

The old monk was a little embarrassed. What they meant was that he was an adult who robbed a child.

Said, God is good at saving people's lives. If I save people's lives, the blessings will also benefit the little donor. The little donor is blessed with great fortune and can often meet noble people, so naturally there will be people to help.

Often, often, all the time... In the past half month, she met Qiu Wangzhi twice.

That's right, Qiu Wangzhi is a Qianhu in Jinwu Guards, which is equivalent to a lieutenant colonel in the secret service agency in his previous life. He can still do it if he finds someone.

Ding Xiang probed, Master, what do you mean, Qiu Wangzhi is a noble person who can help me?

The old monk smiled slightly and said, This is not what Lao Na said.

He lowered his head and fiddled with the hyacinth and ginseng in his hand, smiling broadly.

Ding Xiang finally felt better after getting some information and stepped back to sit on the chair.

The little monk's laughter and Feifei's cooing came from outside.

Ding Xiang turned her head and looked out the window. The little monk was squatting and talking to Feifei. Feifei spread her big wings and hugged the little monk. The sound of bells came from the front hall, making the scene more warm and harmonious.

Ding Xiang said, My Feifei has a bad temper and doesn't like strangers coming near him, but he likes Master Hong very much. I want to invite Master Hong to my house to chant sutras for Feifei to make Feifei gentler.

The old monk agreed very happily, It's easy to talk about. When the little donor comes to the temple, he also brings the small things with him.

Ding Xiang promised, and then said, I have a sister with whom I have a very good relationship. She cares very much about Master Hong. However, her life is miserable and her marriage has suffered setbacks. I would like to ask the master to calculate whether she is destined to be a husband...

She didn't know Mi Hongmian's birth date, so she only told her birth date.

The old monk pinched his fingers and said, Although this woman encounters setbacks occasionally, she will be a blessed person after she overcomes them. She will have many children, happiness and stability.

Ding Xiang was overjoyed.

The old monk said again, The years have been peaceful and peaceful, and now the world is peaceful. Da Li is prosperous and will not suffer from wars. This is a blessing for the people. Amitabha.

The suddenness of these words meant that Dali was very energetic.

Ding Xiang silently praised the emperor's wisdom and looked at him inquiringly.

The old monk smiled, picked up a piece of green tea glutinous rice cake and ate it.

It's delicious. The tea leaves can also be used to make snacks. The little benefactor will bring more different snacks in the future, such as overseas flatbreads, pies and so on. You can add some cheese, I like the taste.

Lilac understands...

They only show that they are eminent monks by speaking in a mysterious way.

Just say that and spread it to Dong Yihe. Tell him again that if Dali is prosperous and the country is peaceful and the people are safe, you can't defeat it.

Also, the old monk hinted at when Dong Yihe should leave three years ago.

It is not advisable to go to the ocean within five years. Three years have passed, and Dong Yihe will have to wait until two years before leaving overseas.

He also reminded himself that he could eat cheese, which was cow and goat milk. Flatbread refers to bread and pie refers to sandwich.

Ding Xiang responded, Okay.

The old monk got up, went to the cabinet, opened the drawer, took out a string of beads and said, I have asked for so many good things from the young benefactor, so I must return a big gift. This string of musk beads has been soaked by Lao Na for ten years with hundreds of kinds of herbs. It does wonders for pain relief.”

Ding Xiang was so happy that she bowed and thanked him. Grandpa's hands are often in unbearable pain. This thing can relieve the pain.

The old monk served tea to the guests.

Although Dingxiang did not achieve the expected goal, she got three pieces of news and a string of pain beads, which was very good.

Lilac stood up and left.

After walking out of the door, Feifei ran over shouting Cuckoo.

The young monk came over and said reluctantly, Does Master Ding want to leave?

Ding Xiang smiled and said, I told the master that I will ask the young master to go to my house to chant sutras for Feifei in the future. The master agreed. After my house is finished, someone will pick you up in April.

He squatted down and compared the size of his shoes with his hands.

The little monk smiled with crooked eyebrows, Okay, I'll wait.