"The fourth girl is here."

"Hello, Zen Master."

"Everything is OK."

Zen Master Kongyun opened his eyes, got off the stone, bowed to Gu Qingyan, and Gu Qingyan returned it.

"The Zen Master knows I'll come today?"

"No, I just meditated here just now, and the fourth girl just came. There are not many deliberate or coincidences in the world, it's just an explanation."

"Just right? People regard it as a fate to show comfort."

"Miss Four is cooking tea today?"

"yes."

"There is a tea scent on the cuffs, but it's different from before."

“Which is different?”

"Take tea and tea look at people's hearts. Tea-making people make it into their hearts. There is not only the tea fragrance in that pot of tea. I poured a pot of tea, and I want to ask the fourth girl to taste it."

"I wish to go with the Zen master."

In this way, Zen Master Kongyun took Gu Qingyan to the inner hall. When the two of them spoke from time to time, Han Yan followed silently within a few steps.

Zen Master Kongyun put a plain brocade bag with tea set. The tea set was available in the other courtyard. He put three cups in it. Seeing that Han Yan did not enter the house, he just sat in the corridor, Kongyun poured only two cups first.

The tea smells light and smells like nothingness. The tea is slightly broken, so that there are always some debris in the tea soup sinking to the bottom. It tastes a little bitter in one mouthful, but it feels silky when you enter the mouth.

"This tea is not as prepared as the fourth girl." Zen Master Kongyun said.

Gu Qingyan smiled and said, "Each person has its own good places. It is not easy to get rid of the greenness in the slightly bitter taste and leave a mellow taste. However, the tea of ​​Zen Master is not a product of our cities, right?"

"It seems that the techniques given by an old friend and planted and made by himself, it seems that the techniques need to be improved." Kong Yun said with a smile.

After saying that, he looked at Gu Qingyan, looked at him for a while, and then continued, "Miss Four is here to find me, are you worried?"

Gu Qingyan shook her head and put down the teacup: "It's not a matter of worry, it's just that I can't say it, it's impossible to relieve it."

"I have heard a little about the matter in Xingyang City recently. If it is expected, I guess the fourth girl will be involved."

"The Zen master is really not a person outside the world."

"Red Dust? In this world, if there is a breath of a holy spirit, it is the red Dust. How many people have become immortals and gods since ancient times have never been to the red Dust?"

"All of all, after the world, we will be fully enlightened."

"What do the fourth girl think?"

Gu Qingyan looked at her hands. When the tea soup was nourished in the morning, the hot tea was warm. Her fair hands were warm and soft. Even if her jade finger Qianqian used hidden weapons, her delicateness was not inferior to those young ladies in the boudoir.

But just like these hands, the moment they held the weapon, they became cold and hard. With one move and one move, the blood gradually became stained with a fishy and sweet smell.

"It's just a moment, I don't know how to think about the good, evil and evil feelings between people. Some people can still hold on to the wish for the people in their hearts until their wish is fulfilled, while some people's lives have just begun a new journey but have long been doomed to the end of their lives..."

"Life and death are only a moment."

"What if their beginning and end are not accidental, what if it's natural?"

"Everything in the world has a fixed law. Anyone may be the one who is selected, and anyone may be the one who executes this law. In the cycle of reincarnation, no one can tell what role you play."

"Is there a solution?"

"What do the fourth girl think?"

Gu Qingyan smiled bitterly. If she could understand it for granted, she wouldn't have to be here today.

"Does the Zen master care about anything, worry about doing it or have to do it?"

Upon hearing this question, Zen Master Kongyun looked at the rosary in his hand, and never spoke for a moment. He entered Buddhism. If he was concerned and thoughtful, he would naturally disappear. He only focused on meditation and worship Buddha, and lived a simple life. But if he really talked about what he wanted to do or had to do...

The cloud looked at the tea soup in the tea cup through the rosary. Except for the sank of the tea powder, the surface was still clean.

Seeing this, Gu Qingyan nodded silently, stood up, said goodbye, stepped out of the inner hall, came to the corridor, and pulled Han Yan's neck of his clothes: "Let's go."

Han Yan lowered his chest-cuffed hands and held Gu Qingyan's wrist: "Are you better?"

Gu Qingyan nodded. It was hard to say whether she was good or not. She just didn't think about some things, and it seemed that it would not be enough to affect her.

Flip your wrist, gently touch the back of your hand that pinched your wrist, hooked one of the fingers, and naturally stuffed your hand into Han Yan's palm.

"Hands cold." Gu Qingyan lowered her head and whispered.

Han Yan looked down at her. This woman who had just passed her shoulders had a pair of eyes that could speak but had deep thoughts. Under the veil, she could see her faint satisfied smile.

The holding hands were tightly held, and all the feelings were intertwined subtly.

He sent Gu Qingyan back to his residence, and at the gate of the yard, Gu Qingyan seemed to remember something and asked, "By the way, what is Tanxue's pulse recently?"

Although Han Yan didn't know why he suddenly mentioned this, he still replied: "Everything is normal, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, I suddenly remembered that I wanted to pull her today, but she seemed to have deliberately avoided it."

Han Yan touched Gu Qing's cigarette top: "Don't think too much, now have a good rest, don't say you are not sleepy."

"Hehe." Gu Qingyan tilted his head and smiled, "I understand, you go."

After saying that, he turned around and trotted into the yard. Looking at the figure leaving, Han Yan smiled helplessly and left.

Gu Qingyan stopped her cheerful little steps in time, smoothed her sleeves, and appeared in front of the two dignified and elegantly.

Guoer and Su Xin were sitting and chatting happily when they saw Gu Qingyan coming back, and Su Xin hurriedly greeted him: "Master."

Su Xin's smile on her face was not diminished, and Gu Qingyan joked: "Why are you so happy to talk about?"

Su Xin said mischievously, "It's nothing." After that, she stuck out her tongue and blinked at Guo'er. Guo'er nodded in understanding. Gu Qingyan thought that there was no silver here, and the two of them had a little secret.

"Gua'er, where is your lady?" Gu Qingyan asked.

As soon as he said this, Guoer stopped laughing first, looked at the inner room, and recalled Qingyan: "Miss Four, my lady is in the room."

Following Guo'er's sight, Gu Qingyan looked into the house and saw Su Tanxue holding an embroidery tie in her hand, shuttled back and forth, and the embroidery thread depicted the pattern back and forth.

After looking closer, he found that although Su Tanxue's hand moved, his eyes were not between his fingers, and he seemed to be thinking. Gu Qingyan looked at Guoer in confusion: "What's wrong?"

I was fine before I parted, but now I look worried.

Guoer said: "Go back to the fourth girl, it's not a day or two. The lady always has to stay by herself for a while every day. Sometimes she embroidered embroidery in a good mood, and sometimes she's like today."

After saying this, Gu Qingyan was really puzzled: "Do you know what embroidery is?"

Guoer shook her head. When Su Tanxue embroidered things, she didn't let Guoer be by her side. On weekdays, Su Tanxue took this thing very well, so Guoer really didn't know what it was embroidered.

Gu Qingyan wanted to go and take a look. If Su Tanxue was really worried, chatting might be better. As she thought about it, she came to the door and knocked on the door gently.

The sudden knock on the door seemed to alarm Su Tanxue, who was distracted, and just as the embroidery needle was pierced from the back, and accidentally pierced his finger and screamed out with a "ah".

Hearing the screams, Gu Qingyan couldn't care much, so he went straight into the door and saw the embroidery band falling on the chair. Su Tanxue was holding his fingers and putting it beside his mouth.

"Is it hurt? Is it okay?" Gu Qingyan pulled Su Tanxue's hand to look at it, and Yu Guang also saw the incomplete red bean trees and the scattered red bean fruits that had been embroidered.

Feeling Gu Qingyan's eyes, Su Tanxue hurriedly squatted down and put the embroidery band in his arms. He asked Gu Qingyan to sit down and put the embroidery band in his arms. He put the embroidery band in his first place.

Then he turned around and came back: "Qingyan, you are back."

"Well, let me take a look." Since Su Tanxue didn't want to let her see, she didn't want to ask more, she could guess that one or two points anyway.

Su Tanxue obediently reached out her hand and said a little uneasy: "It's nothing. I learned a few patterns from the embroiderer a few days ago, so I want to try it myself."

Gu Qingyan took a look and found that it was really nothing serious: "This is not the first time I've been slaughtered, right?"

"Yes." Su Tanxue withdrew her hand and hid it under her sleeve.

Gu Qingyan sighed softly: "The silly girl has also begun to have her own worries. But as long as it is not sad, it's fine."

After saying that, Gu Qingyan got up, patted Su Tanxue on the shoulder, and then left.

This afternoon, forsythia flowers gradually bloomed, and birds were waiting for an opportunity to come. From the window, I saw two girls in the two rooms taking a nap on the bed, unable to bear to disturb them, so I flew away from the branches, flew to the eaves, and gently sang a prelude to early spring.

This sleep was a bit sleepy. If Su Xin hadn't forced the person up, Gu Qingyan would have been reluctant to wake up.

"Master, look at how beautiful this bun looks?"

Su Xin gave Gu Qing a bun that was tied with syrup, which was always unique.

The hair of misty hair is half scattered, and the hair of the black hair is hanging down on the side, just covering the scars on the right cheek. The small and exquisite streamlined flower hairpins are inserted asymmetrically in the hair twice, dotted on both sides of the forehead, and swaying with the wind blowing light steps.

Gu Qing has a very good hair care for cigarette hair, with a bun like lacquer, and a pair of antlers and tassels on both sides, which looks very beautiful.

"It looks good, don't end this." Gu Qingyan opened the box in his hand, and there were pairs of exactly the same pairs of golden and half silver peach blossom clips.

"Master, this is..."

"There are many people today and I don't know what will happen yet. You should also pay attention to safety."

"yes."

Su Xin started to weave two strands of hair for Gu Qingyan to spread, took a pair of silver peach blossom clips and tied them up, and then tidied up the hair. The peach blossom clip was hidden in the hair and was not easily noticed.

Gu Qingyan still changed back to the light apricot dress with a squat collar, but changed her outer shirt to a big sleeve shirt with a smoky gold and silver silk, and for a moment she changed from a gentle and playful posture to a charming and aura.

Su Xin took a bead curtain to cover her face and a mask. Gu Qingyan's hand was pausing the hand that depicted the flower ornaments in her hand and said, "Stay it all first, you can draw the flower ornaments for me first."

"Yes." Su Xin took the pen and continued to help Gu Qingyan draw a beautiful look along the scars.

After finishing the painting, I put on a bead curtain for Gu Qingyan to cover her face. The bead curtain was dense and thin, which could hide two or three percent of the face. The appearance of the flower ornaments could be vaguely seen under the bead curtain, but if I didn't stop and looked at it carefully, it would still be hazy.

Gu Qingyan put the mask into his sleeve and stored it. Just in case, the two of them went out after they were cleaned up.

Sitting in the yard, when Su Tanxue finished dressing, Su Tanxue wore a light peach-colored vertical collar dress, with buds embroidered flowers, and the butterflies flying on the vertical collar seemed to be eager to go among the flowers.

The bun was coiled up and the drooping hair left a slim braid on the right side. The two looked at each other, and Guoer and Su Xin around them couldn't help but smile.
Chapter completed!