Then after a while, I probably felt it was rude.

The young monk turned away and looked around the room. Then he clasped his hands together with a calm expression and retreated to the farthest position from Chu Yun in the room.

"donor......"

Chu Yun raised her eyebrows. When the young monk looked at her, she was also looking at him.

This little monk is not only young and handsome.

He carries a thick golden light of merit, and the golden light of merit is mixed with the richer color of Buddha's light.

After searching the memory of the original owner, this person is indeed the little monk who was unlucky with the original owner in the plot.

At that time, Mu Fuhua had too much time to take care of herself. She only knew that the young monk was not dead.

However, he was deprived of his descendants and was imprisoned and tortured for a period of time. His face seemed to be disfigured.

Later I heard that the abbot of Huangjue Temple came specifically to ask for someone. I don’t know if he wanted to go back.

I never expected that the person who was so miserable in the plot turned out to be a person with great luck and good fortune.

Chu Yun looked at him for a long time. The young monk's eyebrows were still calm, but his face was slightly red.

"Donor, there is something strange in this room."

Chu Yun nodded and lit the incense. Isn't that weird?

He slowly stood up and prepared to put out the incense.

It's funny to say that the fourth prince, Mu Mingjin, who just said he was just giving her a little warning, actually worked together with her to help Mu Ming ascend to the throne.

The two were not only brothers and sisters, they were once close allies.

His so-called little warning was to frame her up for stealing.

The thief was a Buddhist.

"Wait a minute." The little monk shouted urgently.

Chu Yun looked at him.

Puzzled, "What to do?"

Is it because you are young and don’t have enough concentration that you can’t hold back?

"You...don't come over."

Chu Yun:???

It felt like she was going to do something to him.

Do people in Buddhism think so much?

I ignored it immediately and prepared to go to the table to pour a glass of water to put out the incense.

"Donor, please respect yourself and don't... don't come here."

"Just sit there and don't move."
Chapter completed!