arriage honestly, and I'll have a rest. If it's not smooth, I'll send you to the gate of the East Palace to watch the door."Su Pingbei was delighted when he heard the words.it is said that accompanyin...Chapter 1326 Lao Na Jue an

this Buddha's name suddenly adds a touch of meaning to the expressions of Zhang Biwu and Fu Yuzhi.

sure enough, Zhao Xuanji has arranged everything.

and did not consult with them. An example like

has never happened before.

Zhang Biwu and Fu Yuzhi looked at each other, and at the same time they felt the atmosphere between the three, and there had been some changes that could never return to the past.

Fu Yuzhi turned to look around, only to see the balcony leading to them. The room was empty.

"there it is."

Zhang Biwu shouted softly, and Fu Yuzhi hurriedly looked for a voice, but saw an old monk in cassock coming towards the restaurant step by step downstairs and at the end of the street where they were located.

the intuitive distance between the two is at least one or two hundred meters, not to mention one upstairs and one downstairs.

at this distance, if ordinary people want to communicate, at least they have to shout at the top of their voices in order to hear some voices, but what the old monk said just now seems to be in their ears.

"these strange people of the people really have some skills." Fu Yuzhi said faintly.

because of some experiences in his early years, he never liked these quacks, not to mention that as an important member of the imperial court, he is now a provincial order with great power, which can be said to be one of the most powerful cores in the imperial court, and he even dislikes these so-called martial arts masters.

Zhang Biwu smiled faintly when he heard the words. When he was about to speak, he suddenly saw a knock at the door.

Zhang Biwu was stupefied and subconsciously looked downstairs, but where could he see the figure of the old monk named Jue an just now

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"Please come in."

Zhao Xuanji spoke faintly.

the door was pushed open with a crunch. A moment ago, the monk Chueh-an, who was a hundred meters downstairs from the restaurant, was standing at the door. The kind-looking monk bowed slightly and said, "Amitabha Buddha, Lao na Jue an, have met Lord Zhao, Lord Fu, and Lord Zhang."

"Master, you are welcome. Please come and speak." Zhao Xuanji said.

it was only then that Chueh-an went to the balcony. After Zhao Xuanji signaled, he bowed to Fu Yuzhi and Zhang Biwu respectively, and then sat down.

"invite the master to tea."

Zhao Xuanji was so kind to Chueh-an that he personally poured Chueh-an a cup of tea, handed it over, held out his hand and said with a smile on his face.

"Thank you, Lord Zhao." Chueh-an clasped his hands and then took the teacup with both hands and bowed his head and took a sip.

at this time, Zhang Biwu had a chance to take a closer look at Chueh-an.

Chueh-an is tall and burly, wearing a cassock and a kind expression. What attracts most attention is his eyebrows, which are white and long, hanging straight to the earlobe.

seems to be a bit of a master.

Zhang Biwu asked, "how old is the master"

Chueh-an put down the teacup and Wensheng replied, "I was born in Taiwu in the second year. Now I am already eighty years old."

"two years of Taiwu!"

Zhang Biwu exclaimed, "I saw that the master walked vigorously, thought clearly, and spoke even more clearly. I thought the master would be no older than 70, but I didn't want to be an octogenarian and disrespectful."

Chueh-an replied, "Buddhists pay attention to self-cultivation, and many methods also have the effect of prolonging life. Coupled with the fact that they eat fast all the year round, the food is lighter and less meat-free, so they will live longer." Li Chen's feet, the fat man let out a heart-wrenching scream, and the snow was dyed red from white, and then mixed with the soil on the ground into a black-red filth, which was rubbed back to his wou...