Ying'er got out of the car and frowned and asked the coachman, "What's the matter, it's good, how can the horse be frightened? If you hurt the young lady, there are not enough heads for you to fall off!"
The driver wiped his sweat, nodding his head to apologize.
Su Kui poked her head out, "Okay, Ying'er, go see what's wrong."
She got out of the car and followed Ying'er. The carriage was frightened at the intersection. Su Kui thought it had hit someone. In fact, it's almost the same, but it shouldn't hit it.
And this one is still an acquaintance.
She smiled, "Oh, sir, I haven't seen you in a few days. If you don't cultivate your Buddha on the mountain, why did you go down the mountain and start begging for a living?"
Ying'er heard the words and looked at Su Kui in a puzzled way. When the young lady met this man, she was inseparable with Su Kui all day long, why didn't she know.
Su Kui didn't look at her, her eyes were smiling and looking at the man.
The man half sitting on the ground is not someone else, it is Mo Qianqiu.
He had many hidden illnesses, and this time he had a sudden attack and was dizzy. Therefore, he found an alley that few people pass by and planned to slow down.
Unexpectedly, not long after sitting down, he was almost stepped on by a horse. Hearing this girl's voice, his tone of voice was not turbulent, with a bit of interest and ridicule, he smiled bitterly, and he was really an acquaintance.
"It's you, girl, don't come here unharmed." He opened his eyes and slowly forgot to pass.
At this look, Ying'er realized that although this man had a dull appearance, his eyes were very outstanding.
His eyes are very dark, like midnight, even if he was almost stepped on by a horse just now, his eyes are always as calm as a thousand-year-old well. The temperament of his body is very pure, but there is also a faint aura that refuses to be thousands of miles away. When Ying'er saw him, she couldn't help but became vigilant, staring at him without blinking.
"Mister is still as handsome as a few days ago. I don't know if I have something to do or plan to return to the vulgarity this time I descended the mountain?" She raised her eyebrows and asked jokingly.
Mo Qianqiu shook his head and rested for a while. The dizziness has passed. He stood up slowly by supporting the wall, as if he hadn't heard the ridicule in Su Kui's words, and replied: "There is a Buddha in his heart, wherever he cultivates. The same." The main thing is that the place where he lived before has gradually been learned. In order not to pollute the sacred place of Buddhism, he had to go down the mountain, wanting to choose a yard, eat fast and reciting the Buddha.
Unexpectedly, I ran into this girl on the first day after going down the mountain.
Encountered twice in a few days is also fate.
"Mr. is so savvy. It seems that you don't plan to return to Hanshan Temple?" Su Kui rolled his eyes, and suddenly thought, "I wonder if the attendant by your side is still there, and has he found a place to live? The husband saw that he was well-educated. There is a younger brother in my family, but he is eight or nine years old. If the husband is willing, would he go to my house to teach his brother?"
In this way, people can also be kept.
Hearing this, Mo Qianqiu looked down at the girl's eyes in surprise, only to see that her eyes were dark and there was only seriousness inside.
He turned his mind, caressed the dust on his body, and said: "The girl is too acclaimed. I have average knowledge. Even if you want to teach your young master, your parents need to decide. It's not good to be so hasty." He laughed. Laughing, just in words, he refused Su Kui's request.
Su Kui was not annoyed when she heard that people came and went, she said: "Mr. I am not hiding, I am the person in charge in the mansion now. I think if Mr. is a teacher, he must be a good teacher. It is better for us to walk. Talk, okay?"