"A female lay Buddhist came, her eyes were full of tears, looking at Junior Brother Yiyan. Junior Brother Yiyan, she looks so much like this female lay Buddhist..." A trace of confusion flashed in Zhang Yifang's eyes. Zhang Yifang had never experienced the family affection, and his head returned to the clear mind, and then came to the Sanqing Temple. However, it did not hinder Zhang Yifang's guess: "Is this not the mother of Junior Brother Yiyan?"

Cheng Wuhui had never said anything about Cheng Yiyan's mother. Cheng Yiyan had never seen her mother, and no one mentioned it in the Taoist temple. Zhang Yifang was a little envious. After watching the woman ask, she had an expression on her face that Zhang Yifang had never seen before. Looking at Cheng Yiyan, tears flowed down her eyes.

The woman wiped her tears, squeezed a smile on her face, walked slowly towards Cheng Yiyan, and squatted beside Cheng Yiyan: "What are the Taoist Master looking at?"

The strange woman approached, Cheng Yiyan stood up, clasped his fists with his hands, and bowed slightly: "I, Cheng Yiyan, saw a female layman. Today, the gate of the mountain is wide open. Believers can go up the mountain at will. If the female layman goes up the mountain to worship God and make a wish, he can go up the mountain now."

After taking a few steps back without a trace, Cheng Yiyan inexplicably resisted this approach.

After looking at the woman, her eyes were a little confused. The female layman gave him a sense of intimacy and resistance, which was very complicated. She retreated to Zhang Yifang and Cheng Yiyan whispered: "Senior Brother, let's go up the mountain..."

"good......"

Cheng Yiyan instinctively resisted and retreated, and Zhang Yifang clearly saw the loss in the woman's eyes and the gloom on her face.

Holding Cheng Yiyan's little hand, Zhang Yifang smiled and said, "Female layman, my junior brother said it well. If a layman makes a wish, he can go up the mountain to pay homage to the god..."

One big and one small, two people went up the mountain. The woman calmed down and smiled bitterly: "Is this what I, Tang Yan, want?"

The woman was wearing high heels and walked up the mountain with some difficulty: "The area of ​​Beisihu Lake is full of plains. I didn't expect that there was such a strange island in the center of the lake..."

This was something the woman did not expect. The island in the lake would be a mountain.

Zhang Yifang and Cheng Yiyan were neither fast nor slow. When they arrived at the top of the mountain, they saw the big dragon and the old wolf, guarding the Taoist temple gate on the left and right. Zhang Yifang touched the old wolf's head: "It seems that the old dragon is still majestic. Just as one of his head was revealed, you two foodies were so scared that they ran to the mountain."

Lao Long is huge. Zhang Yifang knew that Lao Long would not hurt people, but he was still a little afraid. Only innocent children like Cheng Yiyan might be truly fearless.

When he approached the Taoist temple, Zhang Daoran and Hengkong were still playing chess. Zhang Daoran smiled and Hengkong frowned. Hengkong was thinking about the next step of chess. He did not notice the arrival of Zhang Yifang and the others. Zhang Daoran did not look here, but asked, "Have you seen that female lay Buddhist?"

Zhang Yifang's face remained unchanged, and he was surprised and nodded: "I saw it..."

I thought Zhang Daoran would ask about the two people in the Tianshi Mansion, but I didn’t expect that I would ask this as soon as I opened my mouth. Zhang Daoran looked at Cheng Yiyan in a vague way and said to Zhang Yifang: “Yifang, take you Junior Brother Yiyan down the mountain to play, or go on the street…”

Zhang Yifang nodded. At this time, it was certain that the woman he met at the foot of the mountain was Junior Brother Yiyan's mother. The master wanted to take Junior Brother Yiyan away. Although he didn't know the purpose, he could guess that the master's meaning was very obvious, and that he didn't want his junior brother to know about it.

You Yixiu also bowed and wanted to leave. Zhang Daoran said, "Yixiu, wait here."

You Yixiu said very little and rushed to do everything. As he got older, You Yixiu would not join in the fun. He felt that You Yixiu was a little excited, but he didn't care, and focused on the chessboard.

"Fellow Daoist, have you really decided?"

Hengkong suddenly looked up and asked.

"I have no right to make any decisions. Whether they can get back together will not interfere." Zhang Daoran's face was solemn: "This is determined by Cheng Wuhui himself."

"My fellow Taoist already knows the number of days and fate, and knows the result between them. I wonder if fellow Taoist can solve my doubts for me. What is the ending between them?"

Hengkong did not understand fortune-telling skills, and Zhang Daoran was mysterious and refused to reveal the information. Hengkong said in confusion: "In theory, Yiyan's mother left a book and left after Yiyan was born. Without a sarcastic heart, she could not do such a thing. Cheng Wuhui was deeply hurt and entered the Taoist sect for a few years to heal his love. Now Yiyan's mother is back and wants to get back together, I may not agree to Cheng Wuhui if she wants to do it."

"As the saying goes, poor couples are sad, and their feelings are firm and determined. When Cheng Wuhui was at its worst, she chose to leave. Cheng Wuhui had just become famous all over the country and came to reunite, making people feel like they are for fame and fortune..."

Zhang Daoran nodded and shook his head again: "Don't ask about other people's affairs, and don't ask about them if it's not your own. The secrets of heaven should not be revealed, so fellow Taoists should not ask about them. Although Wuhui is half a disciple of me, I will not ask about his love affairs."

Hengkong was helpless, You Yixiu was very curious. He didn't know who Cheng Wuhui was, but he also got some answers in the conversation between Zhang Daoran and Hengkong. When Cheng Wuhui was poor, his wife left him and Cheng Wuhui entered the Taoist temple to be a Taoist priest. His wife, who is now famous all over the country and ran away from home for a few years, is now back and wants to get back together.

"Master..."

The voice was trembling. You Yixiu looked up and saw a woman in a short skirt and stockings standing in front of the Taoist temple door, frightened by the old wolf and the big dragon.

"Old wolf...Big dragon..."

You Yixiu called twice, and the old wolf and dragon left the gate of the Taoist temple. Seeing the master who was not moved by playing chess and Master Hengkong, You Yixiu greeted him: "You Yixiu, a disciple of the Three Pure Land Temple, has you seen a lay Buddhist. Should the lay Buddhist go up the mountain to pay tribute to the gods to fulfill his wish, or come to divination and fortune-telling?"

"Hello, Taoist priest, my name is Tang Yan. I come to the Sanqing Guan Jushi to make a wish, and I also want to tell fortunes."

Tang Yan saw the dragon and the old wolf walking away and then felt relieved, entered the Taoist temple, and under the guidance of You Yixiu, he entered the temple.

After ceremonializing the God of God, Tang Yan was a little embarrassed: "Who is Taoist Zhang Daoran?"

Zhang Daoran put down the chess piece in his hand and did not raise his head: "Let's go back, what the layman thinks, what the layman asks, and all the past of the layman are clear. I will not ask about this matter, and I will not get the answer here."

He was slightly stunned. Looking at the young Taoist priest, Tang Yan hesitated a little: "Tao Master..."

Zhang Daoran stared at the chessboard and said, "As soon as you repair, bring a basin of water..."

"Take the water?"

Hengkong was also a little confused, and Tang Yan was also a little confused.

You Yixiu turned around and went to the kitchen, carrying a basin of water and walked over: "Master..."

"Splash water on the ground..."

Zhang Daoran stood up and broke a branch on the old peach tree. You Yixiu had already poured water on the ground. Zhang Daoran whispered: "It is difficult to collect the water covered. The water poured on the ground is like what he said. If you have done, it is difficult to reclaim the water on the ground. It is like a broken peach branch, it is difficult to continue if it is broken."

The first time it appeared in this world when Tang Yan instantly understood what Zhang Daoran meant. His face turned pale, and there was a hint of complexity in his eyes. He turned around and left the Sanqing Temple.

Seeing Tang Yan leave, Hengkong smiled bitterly: "Fellow Taoist said he would not interfere in Cheng Wuhui's affairs. Isn't he biased his half disciple now? It's hard to collect the water and the broken branches are difficult to continue. It's really true to describe the relationship between them now."

"Fellow Taoist is wrong. I am not favoring anyone, but some things need to be seen. I am not helping Cheng Wuhui. The grudges between the two are not resolved quickly. Wuhui will not have any trouble. Tang Yan will be disgraced, mentally ill, and eventually jump off the building and die. Cheng Yiyan is a disciple of me. He needs all kinds of experience in his practice. This Tang Yan is one of the links. I am just for his disciples..."

Zhang Daoran looked at the gate of the Taoist temple and said, "I got a specious answer here, but this female lay Buddhist will still come..."
Chapter completed!