The young scholar still felt a little surprised and puzzled.

For him?

...

In a few seconds...

The young scholar probably guessed the reason why the woodcutter said this...

He clenched his hands tightly.

He said why he suddenly came to the temple...

The young scholar felt a little irritable and angry.

Didn't I give him three months...

This is to ask him to agree to the extra conditions, and to take him to see the monk...

One by one, one by one...

It's endless, right?

...

"younger brother."

The woman who has been paying attention to the young scholar quickly discovered the emotional fluctuations of the young scholar.

She immediately explained, "It was my brother who suggested to bring you here."

"I happened to know that a monk had arrived at Xiangyun Temple..."

“I think this is a good opportunity.”

"You can tell the monk about your situation."

...

"I think so too."

The woodcutter turned his head and looked at the young scholar.

"This is also a chance for you."

"Maybe……"

"What can the master help you... maybe..."

...

The young scholar pursed his lips.

...

"Dongdong~"

A knock on the door sounded.

...

"Come in."

The monk slightly raised the volume.

...

The thin monk opened the door.

He moved out of the position.

The little shaman walked steadily towards the monks and the others with four cups of tea.

...

The little novice monk moved quickly and divided the tea.

"Please have tea."

...

The little novice monk didn't say much.

After the tea was divided, the little shaman took the tray out of the room.

...

The thin monk closed the door again.

...

"Please use tea."

The monk reached out and picked up the teacup.

“The tea in Xiangyun Temple is good.”

"I hope some donors will like it."

...

The woodcutter, the woman had no intention of drinking tea, but when she saw the monk drinking tea slowly, they could only suppress their impatientness and picked up the tea cup.

...

The young scholar raised his head and drank the tea in the teacup in one go.

The little novice monk appeared by a coincidence, interrupting the young scholar's anger.

After that point, the young scholar was no longer angry.

But there are still some unpleasantness.

It's obvious that everyone has agreed...

He promised his brother that he would not chase after the black monster...

They have to toss him again and again...

Are they the same as everyone else...

Just think...

There was something wrong with his mind...

The young scholar unconsciously pinched the tea cup in his hand.

...

The woman looked at the young scholar with some concern.

Just drinking tea.

The young scholar actually showed a bit of drinking.

...

"Does the donor still want tea?"

The monk looked at the young scholar.

...

The young scholar stared at the monk for a while.

Then shake your head.

"No."

One cup is enough.

...

"Does the donor like this tea?"

The monk smiled.

...

The young scholar frowned.

To be honest, he just drank it all, and it was quite a bit like a cow chewing peonies, so he basically didn't taste it.

But now I smacked my mouth a few times, and the rich tea fragrance drifted out.

Um.

The young scholar nodded.

"good."

The tea fragrance is fragrant.

It's a good cup of tea.
To be continued...