Chapter 194 Tea in a Cup

The old monk looked at Lu Mengji with a smile, and his wise and modest eyes made Lu Mengji uncomfortable all over.

"Isn't the female donor a local?"

"Well, the little girl is from Pulan City and has only been in Kyoto for a few months." Murong Yanyan opened her mouth to answer for Lu Mengji, but the old monk shook her head.

"What, isn't it right?"

The old monk smiled and said nothing, and Murong Yanyan turned her head to look at Lu Mengji.

"I was indeed in Pulan City when I woke up, but I was seriously injured once, so I forgot all the previous events." Lu Mengji avoided the eyes of the old monk. She did not belong to the world, but she didn't want to be treated as a monster, let alone the people in the world.

"Forget it well. Many people in the world can't forget it. Song cried and forgot his mind, and smiled and said no words in his previous life. The old monk turned the rosary in his hand and seemed to smile.

Lu Mengji thought about the meaning of the words, but his heart seemed to be clenched by a fist and was forced to breathe.

"There are eight hardships in life: life, old age, illness, death, love and separation, long-term resentment, can't ask for it, can't let go. You just said you forgot, but you don't know if you really put it down. After saying that, the old monk picked up the teapot and poured water into the teacup in front of Lu Mengji, but there was more than half a glass of water in the cup. With the injection of water, the water finally overflowed.

Lu Mengji couldn't help saying, "Master, the water is full."

The old monk still poured, and the water poured over the table and dripped to the ground. The old monk finally picked up the teapot.

"Life is like this teacup. It is destined to hold as much tea as it can. If you don't want to pour out the cold tea because of the obsession in your heart, no matter how much good tea there is, it can only flow out in vain.

Lu Mengji looked at the teacup in front of her. The cold tea in this cup, just like her previous life, left too many worries. She can't give it up today, but she cares too much in her heart, but she can't better feel the world in front of her.

If she can't go back in this life, she will leave these thoughts empty, but it will become a burden...

Murong Yanyan looked at Lu Mengji with a little surprise in her eyes. Before recognizing her relatives, she and Huo Shuangjiang had specially inquired about Lu Mengji's background, but everything before she was picked up in Lin's house was blank. Listening to the abbot's meaning, it seemed that there was another universe.

The smell of vegetarian food came from the air, and the old monk put his hands together. "Amitabha, the benefactor, today's temple, if you don't dislike it, please follow the old man."

Murong Yanyan immediately got up. She had been fragrant in this temple for years. Naturally, she knew the abbot's temper, so she nodded slightly to Lu Mengjie, followed the abbot and walked to the fasting room.

Xiangke's fast room is very small, with only three wooden tables, which are only used by ladies who come to the temple to pray for blessings and incense. Therefore, although the room is small, it is extremely exquisite. Although it is a little simple at a glance, when you look carefully, there are a lot of articles in every corner.

At this time, Mrs. Wu and Qin Luofu had finished worshipping in front of the Buddha and sat in the fasting room to rest.

When Qin Luofu saw Lu Mengji enter the door, he was obviously unhappy and muttered with Mrs. Wu, "It's really a narrow enemy. Why is she everywhere!"

Mrs. Wu patted her daughter's hand gently and greeted Murong Yanyan's eyes with a smile, "Sister, what a coincidence. We met again."

"Isn't it? I said that our sisters are predestined," Murong Yanyan responded with a smile, and her eyes looked around the room for a week. The table where Mrs. Wu is located is close to the window. Through the window, you can see the scene of distant mountains. The scenery is the most beautiful, and the mountain wind blows, which is very clear. Liang has always been the best choice for Murong Yanyan.

Two large wooden tables were neatly placed in the two corners of the room, but the light was far less bright than the window, and Murong Yanyan unconsciously frowned.

"Mom, I'm tired and want to go back to my room for a rest first." When Qin Luofu saw Lu Mengji, he was extremely uncomfortable and simply stood up to leave.

Murong Yanyan looked at Qin Luofu with concern, "Luofu, go and have a good rest when you are tired. It's not easy to have a baby. What's more, you must be tired after sitting in the car for so long."

"Thank you for your concern. Love left first." Qin Luofu bent his knees slightly and turned to the guest room of the temple. As soon as they arrived on the mountain, Mrs. Wu had been worried that Qin Luofu could not stand the long carriage running around, so she found a guest room in the temple and wanted to rest for a night before returning. Fortunately, there was this guest room, which gave Qin Luofu a place to go.

Mrs Wu was thinking of chasing Qin Luofu, but she didn't expect Murong Yanyan to sit directly opposite her and said with a smile, "Sister, then sister will sit with you and chat for a while. Our sisters haven't been together for many years to talk about themselves."

"Ha, yes, I have been wanting to visit my sister a few days ago, but there are too many things to get married, so I have been delayed. My sister looks really good now." Mrs. Wu maintained a decent smile, but secretly worried about Qin Luofu in her heart. The child is really too wayward to wait for her to be one. People have left, but the temple has always been peaceful and should be fine.

"Hey, I'm old and can't be the same as when I was young, but my sister hasn't changed much. She's still so young." Murong Yanyan touched her face, and her skin was obviously a little loose.

Mrs. Wu listened, but she was very concerned. When she was young, she couldn't compare with Murong Yanyan. When she got old, she couldn't swallow that breath and wanted to compete with her.

Lu Mengji listened to the two praising each other and did not say anything. She just quietly looked at the vegetarian meal presented in front of her. She was still thinking about the old monk's words and was a little worried. Did the old monk really see that she did not belong to the world?

But if this is the case, why didn't the old monk expose her identity, and who is the owner of this body?

Lu Mengji was in a distraction and suddenly heard Murong Yanyan say, "Since my two daughters got married, my heart has always felt empty. It's not that you don't know. My son knows how to make trouble all day long, and I have a headache when I think of him. I didn't expect Meng Jian to clean him up obediently. Don't mention that this daughter really knows how to love people more than my own daughter!"

"Ha ha, sister, you are so lucky!" Mrs. Wu couldn't stand it on her face. Who didn't know that her son-in-law didn't even return to her home because of Lu Mengjie. She couldn't wait to tear the foxen's face, but in front of Murong Yanyan, she had to maintain her demeanor.

Lu Mengjian was inexplicably involved in the conversation between the two and was speechless. She couldn't wait to turn into the air, but obviously in this case, she seemed to have become a topic figure of the two and could not avoid it.

After eating a fast meal, Lu Mengjie was glad that she could finally go home. Unexpectedly, Murong Yanyan took Lu Mengjie to the guest room in the temple again. Murong Yanyan would stay here for one night every time she went up the mountain. This time, there was no exception, but Lu Mengjie thought that Qin Luofu was also here. , can't help but have a headache.

Murong Yanyan has always had the habit of taking a nap, so Lu Mengji walked casually outside the room to pass the time.

Because she knew the old problem of Chuntao, Lu Mengjian did not dare to take her with her when she went out this time, and Murong Yanyan did not like her subordinates to accompany her side. She only brought a personal maid and a few attendants, and now she also sent her out to rest.

Lu Mengjie wandered around the temple alone, with the smell of sandalwood floating around the temple, and the low sound of chanting was extremely reassuring in the quiet afternoon.

Lu Mengjie has also visited many temples, but most of those temples have become tourist attractions for people to enjoy, with a strong commercial atmosphere, and those monks are also mostly professional monks. They recite scriptures in the day and are still vulgar at night, and even most of them have children. They are no longer monks in the popular sense, but enter the temple. People are no longer pious guests. In that era without faith, everyone was like a traveler.

However, the temple in front of him made Lu Mengji feel at ease. Lu Mengji suddenly remembered Miaoyu. If she had nothing to worry about, cutting her hair into a nun was also a kind of enjoyment.

Lu Mengji wandered around and unconsciously came to the listening hall. The sound of wooden fish and the little monk whispered the scriptures under the hall. It was really drowsy in such an afternoon.

The sweeping monk at the door dozed off in the shade of the tree with a broom, and his beautiful and white face made people couldn't help looking at it twice. Lu Mengji turned his head and smiled secretly. If a camera recorded this scene, a group of nymphomaniac women on the Internet would definitely set off another monk fever.

Lu Mengji looked at the little monk unintentionally and felt cute and funny, but her smile was seen by another person.

Qin Luofu hid in the dark, looked at Lu Mengji and the little monk, and snorted secretly. It was in vain that she quietly followed this noon. Since her ghost did not disperse, she let the fox spirit show her original shape in public!

"Did you see the little monk? In the evening, you find a little man to find this little monk and tell him. The abbot said that he dozed off when sweeping the floor and scolded him to kneel in the chapel tonight. Do you remember?" Qin Luofu glanced at Cailing. This girl has been distracted recently.

Cai Ling nodded, but her eyes couldn't help floating over there.

"Ok, don't look at it. I'm tired at this noon. Send me back." Qin Luofu turned around tiredly and didn't know what happened. Recently, he was always lazy. When he asked the doctor, the doctor always said it was okay, and Qin Luofu didn't care.

"Yes, young grandma, if the abbot knew about punishing the little monk, would it be..." Before Cai Ling finished speaking, Qin Luofu suddenly stopped and looked at her coldly.

"Why, don't you like that little monk?"

"No, no, young grandma, I'm just worried that we are here to pray for the young master. In case you make the abbot angry..."

"I'm helping the abbot. The little monk didn't clean the yard well, but stood under the shade of the tree and took a nap. What kind of style is this!" Qin Luofu said harshly and left Cailing and walked to the guest room.