Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Huo Yunteng coaxed Shaohua well, and the car continued to drive forward.

Shaohua is in a good mood. She feels that her career has been fruitful and her heart is particularly fulfilled.

After all, the journey is not over yet, she and Huo Yunteng still have some time to spend together.

You don't have to worry about anything, just feel at ease.

The mountain road was winding, the speed was not fast, and the sun was warming. She lowered the car window to let the cool mountain breeze blow on her face, then closed her eyes and imagined herself as a bird in the mountain forest.

Huo Yunteng at the side looked at her occasionally, with a slight smile on his lips.

The next journey was extremely smooth, and after an hour, the two arrived at the foot of the mountain where the Zen temple is located.

The car was parked in the parking lot, the two got out of the car, Huo Yunteng helped Shaohua carry water and some food, and went up the mountain.

It was an ancient temple, built halfway up the mountain. Although the ancient temple was large, it was located in a remote place with few pilgrims.

Looking at the middle of the mountain from a distance, the ancient temple is very quiet under the cover of trees.

Shaohua stepped on the high stone steps, turned his head and said to Huo Yunteng, "Brother, do you think we two have gone through ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships, and finally arrived at the Western Paradise."

Along the way, the two were already familiar with each other, and Huo Yunteng also joked with her, saying: "You should take a good look at the road, Second Junior Brother."

Shaohua knew that elder brother was calling her Zhu Bajie, and laughed and scolded: "Brother, you are Bajie, you see, Bajie leads a horse, you drive, you two are more alike."

Huo Yunteng looked up at the endless steps, and sighed: "I feel more like that horse."

Shaohua laughed, thinking about it, Huo Yunteng helped her carry things and luggage all the way, and even waded with her on his back...

It suddenly occurred to him that Xiao Bailong's fiancée was Princess Wansheng.

Shaohua asked, "Brother, who is your Halloween princess?"

Huo Yunteng said lightly: "She's not the Halloween princess, that's not a good analogy."

Shaohua glanced at Huo Yunteng quietly, feeling a little blocked in his heart.

This answer confirmed Shaohua's gossip and speculation all the way, that Huo Yunteng had a "she".

Shaohua also realized that his joke might be a bit too much.

After all, Princess Halloween is carrying Xiaobailong and that nine-headed worm on her back. Speaking of it, she is a cheating woman, which is not a very good image.

Comparing the elder brother's predecessor to the Halloween princess obviously made the elder brother feel uncomfortable.

And the elder brother's protection of his ex made Shaohua feel sour.

That young lady is so lucky. She met a man like Brother Huo. Even after breaking up, Brother Huo would not allow others to speak ill of her, even if it was just an unintentional joke...

It is said that a man's character depends on how he evaluates his ex.

For a person who has had a good time, if it is full of abuse and slander, the character of this person will probably not be much better.

Thinking about it this way, Shaohua felt a little more at ease, no matter whether the eldest brother still has affection for his ex or not, at least he has a very good character.

Besides, if you can show kindness to your ex, it will only be better for your current one, right?

Who will be the incumbent of Big Brother?

Shaohua looked at his own shadow, which was reflected obliquely on the steps, almost overlapping with the figure of his elder brother, and a little bit of extravagant hope slipped quietly in his heart.

Immediately dismissed this thought.

She had only known each other for two or three days, and she thought too much.

The two walked up the steps in silence.

Probably to let people experience the hardships of practice, temples or some Taoist temples are always built on high places.

Climbing the long steps gave Shaohua a feeling of "looking at the mountain and running to death".

Mingming Temple is just above my head, but I can't reach it anyway. Every time I look up, it's still so far away.

Halfway up, my legs were so sore that I couldn't move anymore.

"Brother, I need to rest for a while."

Huo Yunteng also stopped, and put her backpack on the stage, letting her sit on it to rest.

He didn't seem to have forgotten that she was still in her menstrual period, and she was afraid of the cold and tired easily.

Shaohua rested for a while, watched the sun set to the west, and asked Huo Yunteng, "Shall we go back to the city tonight?"

Huo Yunteng was drinking water with his head up. Under the sun, his Adam's apple rolled, and Shaohua swallowed too.

Then he glanced up the mountain: "Is there a place for pilgrims to live in the temple?"

"Is there any..." Shaohua was distracted, not knowing what he was talking about.

Huo Yunteng fixed his eyes on her face, "I'm asking you."

"Oh, I do not know."

Huo Yunteng looked at her, sighed and shook his head, obviously feeling a little helpless that she set off without a good strategy.

"Then go up and have a look and talk about it, have you rested?"

Shaohua nodded.

Huo Yunteng stretched out his hand to her, Shaohua pursed his lower lip, put his hand into his palm, and then stood up with his strength.

In the second half of the journey, Shaohua didn't take a rest, and arrived at the gate of the Zen temple all the way.

Passing through the tall archway, the two stepped into the quiet ancient temple.

Shaohua had contacted the master in advance, and when he arrived at the main hall, he saw a monk sweeping the floor, so he went forward and reported his family name.

The monk saluted her and asked the two of them to follow him to the apse.

So the three of them walked through the corridor on one side of the main hall and arrived at the monk's residence in the back hall.

The floor-sweeping monk led the two of them to an unremarkable, even a bit dilapidated side hall door, went in and gave a pass, and when he came out, he smiled and said that Master Wuxin was waiting for you two inside, please go in directly.

Shaohua and Huo Yunteng returned a salute to the monk with clasped hands, and then they looked at each other, and entered the side hall exuding woody fragrance together.

Master Wuxin was sitting in front of the desk, holding a brush in his hand. When they entered, they just received the last payment.

Then Master Wuxin looked at his handwriting, nodded in satisfaction, put down the brush, and walked around the desk to greet him.

Master Wuxin is a thin and composed uncle, dressed plainly, the fabric has even been washed white and thin.

The master kindly invited Shaohua and Huo Yunteng to sit down, and poured tea for them himself.

Huo Yunteng is an atheist, but he is still very interested in the philosophical thoughts contained in Zen. When he has nothing to do, he has read several classics.

So when Shaohua talked with the master, Huo Yunteng listened quietly.

During the chat along the way, he already understood that Shaohua accidentally read Master Wuxin's Zen works, and gained a lot of insights from it. Later, he heard that Master Wuxin also experienced an extremely ups and downs life before he became a monk. The urge to come and interview the master.

Fortunately, the master is willing to accept her interview, and is also willing to tell the psychological journey of how he became a monk all the way.

Shaohua knows that many monks don't like to talk about worldly affairs, especially their own past.

So she cherishes this opportunity very much.

The little girl has a touching enthusiasm and tenacity, so Huo Yunteng is willing to accompany her on this trip.

He can also see that the master likes to talk with Shaohua very much.

Who can refuse such a generous, straightforward and cheerful girl?