Daojun Zefu was taken aback for a moment, "That's it..." Before he could finish his words, Gu Huaiyu nodded and admitted.
"it's him."
Daojun Zefu patted his forehead, "So it was him."
"Well, it's him."
Master Fuxiu looked back and forth pitifully at the two people who were playing dumb puzzles.
"Who are you talking about?"
Daojun Zefu smiled slightly, "An old friend."
Master Fuxiu: ... As if he didn't ask.
Seeing that things had been settled, Gu Huaiyu didn't plan to stay here for long.
"Does the Daoist always like to run to Dinghai Temple when there is nothing to do?" Gu Huaiyu thought of something, and asked a little monk who was passing by with a tangled face on his face.
The little monk nodded, "Yes, for ten days and a half, I can always see Daojun Zefu once."
Listening to the familiar tone of the little monk, you know that you really see it often.
Gu Huaiyu's face was tangled, thinking that the Taoist monks in this Taoist temple always like to run to the monk's temple. If she hadn't known some inside information, I'm afraid they would have thought they had something.
Seeing Gu Huaiyu coming out, Meng Xiaotao hurried forward and followed her behind her, "Hey, boss Gu. What were you talking about just now."
Gu Huaiyu stopped, turned around and rubbed her head, then looked at her kindly with a smile, "Nothing to talk about, just casually talk about your lifelong events."
Meng Xiaotao: Just as if she didn't ask...
Dinghai Temple is located at the extreme edge of Changbei City, close to the mountains and forests.
Because it is used to build temples and the location is not very good, the land price is relatively cheap.
Every time he comes to Dinghai Temple, Gu Huaiyu always wanders around in the temple. Take a look at the collection of Master Fuxiu in recent years and see if he likes it.
Gu Huaiyu let Meng Xiaotao and An Jiu disband in place, intending to wander around by himself.
But this time, when I was walking, I found someone who made her curious.
To be precise, he was a little monk who was only fifteen or six years old.
Little monks like this kind of fifteen or sixteen years old are not common in Dinghai Temple. What makes Gu Huaiyu care about is the string of small bells he carries with him.
Each of the bells on the red rope was only the size of the little finger cover. Seven small bells were connected in a series of rough red ropes. The little monk made a crisp jingle every time he moved.
The sound sounded like a wind chime hanging under the eaves, being blown by the wind.
However, compared with the sound of wind chimes, it was a bit more crisp.
Gu Huaiyu looked at the bell from a distance, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar he became, but he didn't know where he had seen it.
She thought for a while, and then walked straight to the little monk.
The little monk who was cleaning the fallen leaves on the ground with a broom saw someone standing in front of him, his hand motion stopped, and he habitually took a step back, looking at him with a confused face on his face.
Gu Huaiyu looked at each other and spoke first, "I don't know what to call the little master?"
The little monk put one hand on his chest, slightly lowered his head, "The poor monk is called Xuanhua."
"Huh? You are the proud junior of Fuxiu?" Gu Huaiyu raised an eyebrow and looked at him.
On Fetion before, Master Fuxiu always showed off that he had accepted a very savvy disciple for the master, and in terms of generation, he was his junior.
Regarding his younger brother, Master Fuxiu described his talent and intelligence.
He even let out a word, saying that his younger brother would be able to surpass himself within two years.
For these contents, Gu Huaiyu only glanced at Fetion, because he didn't think it was interesting, so he didn't ask carefully.
It seems that Master Fuxiu is really right.
Gu Huaiyu always looks at people accurately, and this Xuanhua's perception is really higher than his senior brother, Master Fuxiu.
Hyun Hwa's head was still slightly lowered, and his face was a little uncomfortable.
He has never been so close to any female donor.
"Yeah, yes." Xuanhua admitted in a low voice that he was the brother of Master Fuxiu. He paused and turned his head slightly, "Does the female donor know my brother?"
Gu Huaiyu nodded and confessed, "Yes, I am here to ask him for debts this time."
For a moment, Hyun Hwa felt a little suffocated.
He originally thought that the other party was his brother's friend, but he never expected that he was the brother's creditor. For a while, he didn't know what to say.
Xuan Hua thought for a while, and hesitated to ask, "My brother, what does he owe the female donor?"
Gu Huaiyu came in interest, looked up and down Xuan Hua, and asked in a flirtatious tone, "Is the little master planning to pay the debt for your brother?"
Hyun Wah paused, "I just don't know what my brother owes."
Seeing that the other party was really planning to pay off the debt for his senior, Gu Huaiyu couldn't help but chuckle.
"You are not afraid that I will ruin you."
"Will the female benefactor corrupt me?" Xuan Hua raised his head and looked at her for an instant.
Gu Huaiyu was somewhat uncomfortable being looked at by the other party. After thinking about it, she chuckled slightly, "I'm not going to lie to you, but if you really want to pay it back, I'm afraid your brother will have to mortgage this Dinghai Temple to me. "
Hyun Hwa was silent.
He now began to wonder if the other party was lying to him, otherwise, how could he say that he would mortgage all Dinghai Temple to her.
Seeing that he didn't believe it, Gu Huaiyu didn't give any explanation, but simply said, "This Dinghai Temple has suffered an earthquake. The repair money was borrowed by your brother."
With that said, Hyun Hwa believed it a little bit.
He has never been clear about the origin of Dinghai Temple.
There was a rare earth disaster more than ten years ago. The entire Dinghai Temple did collapse many buildings. It was not long before the temple was built, and there were no pilgrims donating money for incense. In the end, the brother did not know where to get a large sum of money. Repair Dinghai Temple.
Seeing that the other party believed it, Gu Huaiyu didn't continue to talk about it, but changed the subject and discussed the bell that Xuanhua was wearing.
"What is your bell?" Gu Huaiyu asked.
She is very interested in these things that are not very visible in the calendar. Gu Huaiyu can even pack a ticket. This bell must be in the new year.
Although the bell is well preserved, there is inevitable wear and tear on the edges and corners, coupled with the dirt that cannot be wiped off in the pattern on the bell, and Gu Huaiyu's venomous eyes.
She can pack a ticket. This bell must be an antiquity.
The only regret is that Gu Huaiyu didn't know which age the bell was from, which was the same as the incense burner she had collected before.
Hearing her lift the bell, Hyun-hua habitually touched her hand on the bell, her eyes drooping slightly, "This bell was given to me by my senior, and he said it is related to me, so I can carry it with me."
The corners of Gu Huaiyu's mouth twitched, and she knew that that cunning bald would definitely hide good things, but she didn't expect that Master Fu Xiu, who had always been stingy, would actually give away such a valuable thing this time.
"Then do you know the origin of this bell?" Gu Huaiyu asked tentatively.
Hyun Hua shook his head, but his hands clenched the bell unconsciously.
He didn't know the origin of this bell, but in secret, he felt that this bell was a very important thing to him.
It is important that when he first saw the bell, he felt that the bell should have belonged to him.