"No! I don't have any fate with Buddhism. Master, let's stop it. By the way, when you guys came, Master Miaoyin didn't say when she would arrive?"

When Zhou Yi mentioned Miao Yin, he was stunned. Damn, why did you build a 'Wangqi Peak' and provoke a lot of nuns and great monks? Could it be that they are really destined to the Buddha? No, no, Qian

Don't even think about it, where is this going?

"Junior Sister Miaoyin? Then isn't that coming?"

It is true that Cao Cao will arrive when he arrives. Before Zhou Yi finished speaking, Duoyu pointed down the mountain and greeted him with a cheerful smile: "Junior sister, the Dharma frame is late, I will punish you later by playing the harp, Amitabha."

Why was this monk so excited when he saw the nun? Zhou Yi was secretly amused. He turned around and looked down the mountain. My dear, the beautiful master has arrived. What’s more, it’s so grand and impressive.

Amidst the support of Liu Ke, Liu Rongrong and others, a little master's wife with fluttering white clothes, cool temperament, graceful figure and majestic appearance came forward.

Today, Miaoyin did not step on an ice sled and had no red plums in her hands. As she walked, she was talking to Liu Rongrong beside her. Occasionally she raised her head and glanced at the eighteen great monks and Zhou Yi with a smile.

An imperceptible smile flashed through.

She did it on purpose, and got eighteen foodies to get revenge on Zhou Yi. However, the girl's eyes looking at Zhou Yi were a little warm, as if there were two little suns shining in them.

, the feelings seem to be very complicated.

Behind them, there were more than a dozen people wearing Chu Feng Company security uniforms, carrying large boxes. They didn’t know what was inside, but looking at the way they were breathing heavily, they designated

It can't be taken lightly.

Could this little nun have moved her whole family here? Zhou Yi was suffocated. Isn't he just looking for you to make a picture? Isn't that all?

"Junior sister Amitabha is here! Go and help, let's go"

Seeing Miaoyin, the eighteen great monks felt as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood. Even Duoli jumped up and rushed to meet them. They took the boxes from the security guards and rushed to listen.

Feng Xiaozhu is here. How can he still look like a monk?

"Wait a minute! Master Miaoyin, what do you have in these boxes?" Zhou Yi was embarrassed to call her Miss Miaoyin in front of the great monk. He felt it was more reliable to call him Master Miaoyin.

"Haha, don't be surprised, Mr. Zhou. These are the beds, furniture, sundries, and books I'm used to. I'm afraid I'm going to live here permanently this time, so of course I'll bring them with me."

While Miaoyin answered Zhou Yi, she also did not forget to greet the bald heads: "Brothers, be careful, don't break Miaoyin's glass cup."

"You want to stay here forever?"

Zhou Yi's expression changed with horror. He glanced at Liu Ke and his daughter who were snickering at the side, and said angrily: "Isn't Master Miaoyin misunderstood? I just asked you to help me come up with a design, but it seems that I'm afraid it won't work."

Do I need you to stay permanently? I know you are busy at the temple, so please don’t be polite to me."

"Giggle, Mr. Zhou is really good at joking."

Miaoyin pursed her lips and smiled, and all the masters were so charming that even Zhou Yi was dumbfounded: "What can a monk be busy with? Don't worry about me. Building the 'Wangqi Peak' this time is not easy.

, even if I draw the drawings and have the help of my brothers during the construction, I still have to use some skilled workers from Mr. Liu's company. When they are constructing, I still have to explain the precautions one by one and supervise the whole process.

Otherwise, this 'Wangqi Peak' project will inevitably have flaws."

"It doesn't matter! I'm not a person who pursues perfection."

The more Zhou Yi listened, the more he became sweaty. He quickly argued: "Besides, it is good to leave some flaws. Buddhism is so vast that it does not save those who have no destiny. How can there be anything perfect in the world? It would be too troublesome for Master."

"Mr. Zhou understands Buddhism so well, he is a destined person."

Miaoyin looked at Zhou Yi with deep eyes, like a thousand-year-old goblin who had only stolen sesame oil and chewed candles under the Buddha's throne: "But Miaoyin has this temperament, either don't do it, or do the best if you do it. This time I have to

If I want to stay here permanently, does Mr. Zhou still want to drive me away?"

"That's right, Uncle Zhou, this is my mentor, you can't do this!"
Chapter completed!