Chapter 545: Clear Heart Old Fashioned Monk 20 [Moon Ticket]
Therefore, in Zhan Ming's view, the female sponsor suddenly appeared in the courtyard.
He's not surprised.
Even the ghosts see, how the ghosts appear, it doesn't matter that much.
Zhao was surprised: “The master finished class a little early this evening. ”
Zhan Ming lifted his hand and took down the boiling pot. He shook his head with a smile. “It's Lord Zhao, it's late today. ”
Sho, look at the time, too.
Zhan Ming poured Zhao a good cup of tea and asked: "What scripture does the Shifu want to hear today? ”
A Zhao slipped his finger gently over the tea cover and shook his head: “I don't want to hear the scriptures today. ”
She thought it was another one.
However, Zhan Ming still has a consistent good temper.
He asked, "What does the Shinto want to hear? ”
"Let me tell you a story today, Master," said Zhao. ”
Zhan Ming nodded with a smile: “I'm listening. ”
"A Zhao said:“ There is a girl, she is a grandmother. Since she was a little girl, her family has placed great hopes on her. ”
“... she met a man, but she and he had no future. She's willing to let go of everything and run off with that man. ”
Zhao looked at Zhan Ming and asked: "Master, do you think this girl is stupid? ”
Zhan Ming's color did not fluctuate, just looked at Azhao: “I remember a woman who said that she liked Yun Jinhua clothing, the jade dish was very rare, and tall bed pillows. I wonder if the woman who gave the gift ever thought that after a moment of impulse, she could live the rest of her life as she wished? ”
A Zhao glanced at him: "Master, nothing can be hidden from you. ”
She sighed: "It wasn't her turn to choose. The man regretted it. He couldn't let go of his status and his prosperity and gave up on her. ”
She looked at Zhan Ming and said, "Master, do you feel sorry for this girl? ”
Zhan Ming said softly: "Know not good? ”
Azhao chuckles: “Master, you're right. The girl figured it out herself and even thanked the man for regretting it. But..."
She looked at the distance and looked faintly: “The man let go of her first and set the engagement. But now, instead of doing what she had to do, she came back to haunt her. ”
“Master, what do you say to the girl? ”
The eyes were quiet and the hands of the rosary slowly stopped.
“It depends on the woman's heart. ”
Azhao stared into his eyes and said, "What if it's the girl who still has feelings for the man? ”
Zhan Ming sighed and looked at him: “If the Master had no decision in his heart, he would not have told Zhan Ming this story today. ”
His eyes were gentle and calm. He looked at Zhao like he was looking at an immature minor.
Zhao: “...”
And she said, "Is there nothing the master wants to say to me? ”
Zhan Ming shouted Amitabha Buddha: “When poor monks intervene in their families, they are alone. The donor has parents and relatives and should consider more. ”
Azhaoding looked at him.
Zhan Ming eyed, hands together ten.
Zhao suddenly laughed.
“Master, you're restless. ”
Zhan Ming is immutable.
Zhao smiled more quickly: “Master, you made me think about my parents' family, just to persuade me not to be impulsive. ”
She stood up, walked to Zhan Ming and bent over.
Zhan Ming dropped his head slightly and the scent breeze blew through his nostrils.
He stood beside a man.
There was a giggling voice in her ear: "Master, just now, you moved your thoughts. ”
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Six more over.
Gao Lengzhi calls on the big babies to look at the title of this chapter [Light a cigarette]