Wu Leyong walked towards the Buddha Hall on his own, and every move he made was filled with the brilliance of Buddha nature that could see through the world of mortals.
"The old abbot of our temple insisted that he had been entrusted with Poverty God in his dream, and thus avoided a disaster, so he moved the original Buddha statue away and changed it to Poverty God here."
His voice was soft and low, as if he was really telling his past experiences, "Don't blame me for asking a few donors."
Wu Leyong walked to the stone statue of Poverty God, bowed down, then turned around and said to a few people, "However, if you have trekked here and have any doubts, the poor monk may be able to help you answer them."
Jiang Yingcheng raised his head and glanced at the several Shadow Guard Uncle who had gathered around him, and felt a sense of security in his heart.
She said timidly, "Really?"
Jiang Yingcheng was facing the door with her back at this time, and the bright and warm afternoon sun hit her through the gap between several people, as if tracing a circle of pure white and holy light to her.
It makes her look extra innocent.
The inner voice is contrary to the appearance: [Look at Chengcheng, don't let him be fooled!]
Jiang Tinghuai simply recalled the sad things in this life in his mind, along with the sadness of dying young after overdrafting, before he could suppress the rising corners of his lips.
But--
His eyes calmly glanced at the visitor.
Wu Leyong's appearance this time is a bit more refined than the one just now. The coarse cloth monk's robe is full of traces of wind and frost, and the six ring scars on the top of his head are neatly arranged. It actually looks a bit like they were permed a long time ago.
This person should have come up from a distance immediately after escaping, and changed his disguise before they came in. The purpose was to confirm again whether the news he just heard was true.
Even though those messages came from the mouth of a three-year-old child.
"Monks don't lie." Wu Leyong replied.
"Chengcheng accidentally revealed the secret of the family just now," Jiang Yingcheng unconsciously raised her hand and pinched a corner of her Crown Prince brother's clothes again. She lowered her eyelids and said pitifully, "My brother was even more cruel Chengcheng just now."
Wu Leyong's eyes lit up, but he was soon suppressed by himself. He tried his best to calm his heartbeat, and asked as if he really wanted to solve her troubles, "What kind of secret?"
"Master," Jiang Tinghuai said in a deep voice before Jiang Yingcheng could speak, "You have crossed the line."
As he said this, he was hoping in his heart that the little guy could tell more information that was half true and false, so as to speed up the rebellion of the person in front of him Great Rui.
But he also had to speak up and stop it.
It can be seen from Wu Leyong's behavior of escaping and turning back that he is suspicious by nature and has difficulty trusting others easily. Especially when this is news about his sweetheart, he is even more cautious.
If Jiang Tinghuai allows Jiang Yingcheng to obtain information at will, I am afraid it will arouse Wu Leyong's suspicion.
At the same time, I was slightly worried that the little guy would be frightened by his serious tone and gave up on this excellent plan.
Jiang Xingran, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "But Master, he is a monk, so it doesn't matter if he knows this, right?"
When he said this, his voice was innocent and innocent, with a slight upward pitch at the end, completely without the coldness of the past. "Chengcheng was made so sad by Big Brother just now, why don't you let her find someone to talk to!"
Jiang Yingcheng and Jiang Qiuyu turned to look at him as if they had seen a ghost.
[Seventh Prince is possessed by a ghost?!]
Jiang Xingran:"..."
The atmosphere almost fell into embarrassment, but fortunately Jiang Tinghuai reacted quickly, took the stage handed over by Jiang Xingran, and said angrily, "Do you think you are annoying me? Do you know what the serious consequences will be if the news leaks to...?"
Jiang Xingran had a bit of timidity on his face, but he stubbornly stayed in place. "Master has already lived in seclusion here away from the troubles of the world, how can he leak the news?"
Jiang Tinghuai's tone was higher. "Why can't it be possible? Xingran, I will teach you a lesson today, never place your hopes on others!"
"I'm pretty good at judging people! How could the master be the one to do that kind of thing if he's so kind!"
Jiang Yingcheng and Jiang Qiuyu stood side by side, their two little heads swaying from side to side as they quarreled, not realizing at all that this was a game for the person opposite.
Jiang Xingran and Jiang Tinghuai almost couldn't continue acting.
They seemed to feel that no one could convince the other, and finally they all turned to look at Wu Leyong, who was at the center of the topic.
Wu Leyong came back to his senses and quickly assured, "The roots of the poor monk are here, so naturally we will not reveal Little Noble's secrets to others at will."
Hearing this, Jiang Tinghuai snorted coldly, "Whatever you want!"
The victorious Jiang Xingran smiled and stepped forward to grab Jiang Yingcheng's little hand, "Chengcheng is not afraid, Seventh Prince wins."
Jiang Yingcheng glanced back and forth between the two of them with a confused expression. In the end, her desire to win a powerful helper for Great Rui prevailed. She opened her short legs and took two steps in the direction of Wu Leyong.
[Wait until Chengcheng finishes his business, then come back to coax my brother!]
She repeated her previous remarks to Wu Leyong.
"But Chengcheng didn't tell everything!" Jiang Yingcheng smiled shyly and said proudly, "Chengcheng didn't say anything about the fact that Daughter of the General in another country was going to fly away with her lover!"
"Moreover, she handed over all the treasures in her hands for that lover!" She frowned, "It seems to be called Tiger... Tiger..."
Wu Leyong was breathing rapidly, and the fingers hidden in his sleeves were trembling uncontrollably. "Tiger Tally?"
Jiang Yingcheng's eyes lit up and he fisted his fist. "That's it! Master, how did you know?!"
Wu Leyong did not reply.
At this moment, he completely believed the little guy's words. After all, she looked like a child of about three years old.
He tried his best to suppress the overwhelming anger boiling in his chest, and almost bit his back molars.
Jinrou How could she do such a thing?
How could she become so deeply in love with him just because of such a brief contact?
That's Tiger Tally!
She could give Tiger Tally away for a man, so what does his companionship and desperate following for so many years count?
Is this a joke?!
The little dumpling in front of him was still staring at him unsuspectingly. This was obviously an excellent opportunity to kidnap Princess of Great Rui, but it seemed that all the strength in his body had been removed, and it was so difficult to even move.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Yingcheng wanted to continue to stimulate him with a black heart, "Master? Master, you--"
"What kind of master is he?!" A loud shout suddenly came from outside the door.
The monk who was stripped to only his underwear pointed at Wu Leyong inside angrily. "Don't be deceived by him, he is not a monk in our temple at all! He -"
Before he could finish speaking, a figure sprang out from above the heads of several people at an extremely fast speed and disappeared in this area Small Courtyard in the blink of an eye.
Xu Jiu called people to chase him out as usual.
Jiang Yingcheng took two steps forward and was extremely disappointed: [Hey, Chengcheng hasn't finished speaking yet...]
After listening for a long time, Jiang Tinghuai laughed and shook his head.
If she continues to be stimulated like this, I'm afraid they will lose this noble Foreign Friend forever.