Tianpeng wore a broad smile as he looked at Xiao Die and spoke.
Xiao Die looked him up and down. Her eyes held both confusion and a hint of fear.
After all, the incident when the pig demon revealed his true form at the wedding feast was still fresh in her memory.
While Xiao Die hesitated, a gentle female voice came from inside the door. "Xiao Die, who is it?"
Xiao Die turned toward the room and said, "Miss, it's... Zhu Fengchun."
Zhu Fengchun. What a familiar yet unfamiliar name. Even Tianpeng himself had almost forgotten it.
Yet Gao Cuilan's appearance had remained in his mind all these years, never once fading.
As for cultivating Buddhism, how could he do that? He had never believed in Buddhism's empty doctrines. Besides, he had always been passionate by nature. How could he cultivate Buddhism well?
In the courtyard inside, Gao Cuilan had been watering the flowers with a kettle. When she heard that name, she still froze for a moment. Then she set down the kettle and walked to the doorway.
Only one of the two vermilion doors was open. Tianpeng stood on the steps outside, wearing a simple, honest expression.
"Cuilan, you're still as beautiful as ever. I've missed you so much."
Tianpeng looked at Gao Cuilan, his eyes fixed on her, and spoke.
"You... didn't you follow the eminent monk from the Tang Dynasty to obtain the scriptures in the Western Heavens? Why have you come back?"
There was no fear in Gao Cuilan's eyes now. She looked at Tianpeng and spoke.
"We've already obtained the scriptures. Buddha Ancestor released me, so I came straight back to find you."
"All these years, I've thought of you day and night. You've filled my thoughts every day. Did you know that?"
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