Fahua Temple.

After chatting with Lu Chongshan that day, Yan Ruyi took a break and rushed to the temple early in the morning.

The incense in the temple was so strong that it was full of people early in the morning.

Yan Ruyi got on the column incense, then stood in the side hall and waited. Soon, a little Sami came over, and crossed his hands to say "Amitabha Buddha," "Yan Shizhu is here!"

Yan Ruyi returned a gift, and then asked nervously, "Little master, don't you know what Master Xuanjing said?"

"The abbot has been waiting in the inner hall for a long time, and Yan Shi came with me," Xiao Sha said.

"Ah! Master Xuanjing agrees! Great! Thank you!" Yan Ruyi took a stack of ladies' characters and happily followed Xiao Shami toward the backyard zen room.

The courtyard is paved with bluestone paths, and at the end is a red maple leaf forest. In the lotus pond in front of the house, several egrets are combing their feathers and looking at the quiet courtyard in front of them, making people's mood calm down involuntarily.

At the door of Xuanjing's Zen room, Xiao Shami stood solemnly, "Abbot, Lord Yan has arrived."

After a while, an old monk with a scepter came out of the house, and the old monk was gray-haired and dusty, like a person outside the world.

"Yan Shi, the old lady has a long way to go!"

"The master said a lot. I'm really bothering you this time, because this little thing takes up the time of the master to serve the bodhisattva!" Looking at the vigor of the old monk, Yan Ruyi suddenly trusted, thinking that he was looking for Master Xuanjing.

She had seen the Long Fanyin once, and thought it was very imposing at that time, but now that I have seen Master Xuanjing, I know that the Long Fanyin is too deliberately impetuous.

"Yan Shi's words are heavy, but the old lady can't do anything about it. You and Lu Shi worship the incense every year, repair the bodhisattva's golden body, and help the poor. It's great!"

"Master blame, these are what they should be!"

...

After a few words of shame, I entered the topic.

Yan Ruyi took out the stack of eight characters in the bag, put them on the short table, and took out a single piece of Lu Tingxiao's character. "Master, it's all here, trouble the master!"

Xuan Jing nodded, picked up Ba Zi and started reading.

Yan Ruyi didn't dare to bother, and stood quietly waiting.

Every time Xuan Jing looked at one, he wrote a few words on the back comment, and after a while, he finally read all the eight characters.

Seeing that Xuanjing's expression had not changed from beginning to end, Yan Ruyi was anxious, and asked, "Master, among these girls, are the eight characters particularly good, or do they fit my family Tingxiao characters?"

Master Xuanjing shook his head, "No."

This means that so many girls are all average, although there is no special match, but there is no one that fits?

Yan Ruyi heard the words, inevitably a little disappointed, and reluctantly looked at the approval of the master carefully, and sure enough they were all the same, not even a little outrageous.

Yan Ruyi looked over and over again and again, and finally put away the eight characters, nodded absently, "Master trouble!"

"Yes, don't be polite."

"Master, I won't bother to do more, leave!"

Yan Ruyi was about to leave, and her footsteps suddenly stopped. She suddenly remembered that there was still a character in her bag ...

It's the girl named Ning Xi ...

She didn't know what she thought, and before she left, she had the character of the girl come over.

Now, should we let the master take a look at it in the end?