The woman did not seem to see Huo Yuanzhen coming over, but entered the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda and waited silently on the first floor of Guanyin Bodhisattva, waiting for the people in front of her to finish burning incense.

Originally, Huo Yuan shouldn't have watched it with him, but he always felt that this woman seemed to have impure motives. She had been abbot for several months. According to his own experience, this woman did not feel like she was worshiping Buddha.

So Huo Yuanzhen also followed into Wanfo Pagoda and watched people burn incense next to him.

After a while, it was finally the woman's turn.

The woman ended up lit two incense sticks handed over by the fat girl next to her, then folded her hands and prayed slowly there.

"Mi Lady Molan, pray to the Bodhisattva, I hope Brother Niu will come back from the border as soon as possible, never be hurt, and never have anything to do. Molan has been waiting for him for too long."

As he said that, the woman named Molan lowered her head, looking a little sad.

The fat girl next to her seemed a little reluctant and said, "Miss, you don't ask anymore, everyone in the border said that Brother Aniu died in the battle."

"No! He was not dead. I dreamed of him yesterday. He told me in his dream that he would come back soon and would come back to marry me."

Molan shook her head, not believing what the fat girl said at all.

"Miss, I beg you not to say that, do you know? Every time I see you like this, my master's wife and me, my heart is about to be broken."

The fat girl rubbed her eyes, as if she was crying.

Molan smiled miserably: "Don't worry about me, Brother Aniu has feelings for me. I believe that the power of this kind of love can support him to return to his hometown and see his beloved sister Lan."

"It is easy to ask for a priceless treasure, but it is rare to have a lover. This girl is right."

After hearing a few words, Huo Yuanzhen finally spoke.

Mo Lan looked back at Huo Yuanzhen, and the autumn water in her big eyes seemed to be about to fall, but she was still trying to persevere. She nodded to Huo Yuanzhen gratefully, and then turned back.

The fat girl over there looked at Huo Yuanzhen and said to him: "You monk, you just talk nonsense when you know what you are? Although Brother Aniu has feelings for the lady, Brother Aniu's family is very poor, and he only has a child who goes to the army to fight. The lady is so infatuated. Even if he comes back, he will still suffer with him. Everyone in our family does not agree with this marriage."

"Love is love, love, love is inseparable. All love in the world can be called love. This is a kind of power. You ladies are already deeply rooted in love, and no matter what you do, it is just a futile."

When Molan heard Huo Yuanzhen's words, she turned her head to look at Huo Yuanzhen, nodded vigorously, and said to Huo Yuanzhen: "Master, you are right, but unfortunately they can't understand."

The fat girl looked at Huo Yuanzhen carefully and suddenly said to Mo Lan: "Miss, do you look at this master, does he look like Brother A Niu?"

When Mo Lan heard this, she also looked at Huo Yuanzhen carefully. The more she looked at her eyes, the more she looked surprised. Finally, she stood up and walked slowly to Huo Yuanzhen, as if she was unconsciously stretching out her hand to touch Huo Yuanzhen's cheek.

While reaching out, she also said, "Brother A Niu, why did you become a monk? If Xiaowei hadn't reminded me, I haven't recognized it yet? What's wrong with you? Do you want your sister Molan? They all said you are dead, but Sister Lan knows that you are not dead. You don't want to become a monk. Will you go home with Sister Lan?"

As he spoke, tears flowed out from his beautiful eyes like spring water.

When her hand was about to touch Huo Yuanzhen, Huo Yuanzhen took a step back.

This step is extremely difficult to retreat. If it were another man, he would definitely say at this time, I would just comfort this miserable woman and not be too sad. In fact, she is still having dirty thoughts in her heart.

But Huo Yuan really didn't. He took a step back with great perseverance, then breathed out and said to Molan: "This female donor, I guess you have recognized the wrong person."

A trace of surprise flashed in Molan's eyes, and then returned to normal. He continued to say with tears in his eyes: "Brother Niu, why don't you recognize me? Lanlan knows that you are too many people coming to my house to propose marriage, but I didn't agree to them! My heart is with you, can't you feel it?"

"I can't feel it!".

Huo Yuanzhen shook his head firmly, and he really didn't feel it.

"Let me see if you live in a place? There are so many people here, they are all looking at us."

Huo Yuanzhen turned around and indeed another pilgrimage came in. Although he had a clear conscience, it was not good-looking after all. After thinking about it, he nodded and walked out of the Wanfo Pagoda with Molan and Xiaowei.

While walking back, the monk Yiyan suddenly appeared.

In the past two days, he and the old monk Mingxin stayed in the back mountain. Every day, he collected some plants, mashed them, and then used some things to mix them into them, making them sticky, and didn't know what they were doing.

Unexpectedly, I actually ran out today and happened to see Huo Yuanzhen and that Mo Lan.

Yiyin looked Mo Lan up and down for a long time, and a hint of greed appeared in his eyes. Huo Yuanzhen was displeased when he saw it. Yiyin had been studying Buddhism for many years and was several years older than him. Why was this kind of virtue still there? I don’t know if it was his own problem or the overall level of Nan Shaolin. This is this level.

"Junior Brother Yijie, where are you going?"

One of them deliberately put on the airs of his senior brother and showed his mighty appearance in front of Molan.

"This girl is too sad, so I will take him to take a rest."

"Oh, is it too sad?"

Yi found the excuse to look at Mo Lan with legitimate excuses, and looked up and down for a while, and saw that there was indeed a fat girl next to her, and nodded, "Well, I look really weak and I need someone to support me when I walk."

"Lanlan is in poor health, which makes everyone unable to walk fast, but if Brother Niu can support me, Lanlan will feel much better."

"Brother A Niu?"

Yiyu looked at Huo Yuanzhen in surprise, and Huo Yuanzhen smiled and said, "This matter is a long story, so it is not convenient to explain it here."

What a Niu Brother, not a Niu Brother, even if it is really a Niu Brother, it has nothing to do with you. Huo Yuanzhen is too lazy to talk to Yiyin, so he can think about what he likes.

"Yijie, isn't the senior brother telling you that since you know someone, don't pretend to be aware of him. Can you forget your roots by being an abbot? If you want to see, you only have two choices. One is to support him, don't let him down, and the other is to continue to be your abbot, and don't even care about him."

"I am naturally still an abbot."

"Okay, you are cruel. Although you have become a monk, the Buddha did not make your heart as iron. With a precept, you have disappointed me too much with my senior brother. For nothing, since you don't want to, no one can force you. If you don't dislike this girl, then I can support you. Where is your home? I can send you back."

Molan glared at Yin without a good look, thinking that you, a bald donkey, are joining in the fun, but his expression was even more sad. He shook his head vigorously, and tears splashed everywhere, and said to Yiyin: "Thank you, this master, but I just want Brother Niu to come and support me. I am so tired and can't walk anymore. Brother Niu, can you carry Lanlan on your back?"

I just said I was holding it, but in a blink of an eye I wanted to carry it on my back.

As soon as he was rejected, he felt a little angry and forced Huo Yuanzhen: "You are really cold-blooded. If you don't touch you, just carry two steps on your back. What's so great about it? For the sake of your abbot's face, are you still afraid of others' jokes? I really misread you."

Huo Yuanzhen looked at the beloved Molan, then looked at the senior brother who had been shouting beside him, and suddenly nodded, "Okay, Miss Molan, I will carry you to the mountain gate. You can walk the remaining distance by yourself, how about?"

"Thank you, Brother A Niu, Lanlan knows that you are reluctant to let me leave by myself."

Molan cheered like a little girl, her face was full of energy. Although there were still tears, it made people feel cheerful in an instant, as if carrying her back was something great merit.

The fat girl Xiaowei on the other side had a smile on the corner of her mouth, and she had our ladies on her back. Are you willing to let it go?

Huo Yuanzhen came to Mo Lan and squatted slightly. Mo Lan happily jumped on Huo Yuanzhen's back, her plump and weak chest pressed tightly on Huo Yuanzhen's back, and her delicate body twisted restlessly, looking at the incomparable jealousy.

"Let's go!".

Huo Yuanzhen walked forward and felt Molan's body tightly pressing against him. A pair of slender and tense ** clamped his waist from behind. His chest was hot, making his heart warm.

Mo Lan's fair arms were wrapped around Huo Yuanzhen's neck, and the other hand was placed on Huo Yuanzhen's chest intentionally or unintentionally. One finger was slightly raised, and gently drew circles on Huo Yuanzhen's chest.

"Female donor, don't move around."

Huo Yuanzhen still couldn't help but feel the urge to swallow. This fairy wanted me to go to hell.

"No! Brother A Niu, please make a magic trick for others."

"I can't do magic."

"No, you know, I've heard people tell you Journey to the West. I like the Monkey King in it. Hehe, I believe you have the ability of Monkey King."

"The girl is so ridiculous, I don't have that great ability."

"I said there is nothing. I live in the inn at the foot of the mountain. Can you take me back and turn it into a golden cudgel for me?"

Huo Yuanzhen only felt a fever in his chest, and he secretly recited the Buddha's name, and his heart was amazing. The charming method of this witch had reached a considerable level.

But Huo Yuanzhen still looked back at Mo Lan and said, "Female donor, it's a pity. I'm not hoeing the rice, you don't call me Dangwu, I'm not Qingming, you don't call me Hetu. The only thing the monk is to be rude, I'm afraid the female donor will be in vain."

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ps: Just now, those people ran to various posts to reply and scold, and were deleted again. However, this time, I felt that it didn't matter. With the support of all the donors, those are just clouds, just as the breeze blows on my face.

Congratulations to the two donors (Piaoyi Peng) (Absorbed in the water) for becoming my Shaolin Hall Master.
Chapter completed!