Li Yiwei: "..."

Finally, she was excitedly caught by Mrs. Li and left the hall and came to the wing room. She looked unhappy. While the old monk had not arrived, Li Yiwei asked in a low voice: "Mom, do you know Master Lingyun before?"

Mrs. Li was still immersed in the double surprise, and was so happy that she was filled with joy. She didn't think much about it when she heard this, and replied casually: "Of course I don't know. Master Lingyun is a person who even the current emperor should treat three points. How could it be so easy to know?"

"It seems that my luck is really good this time. We both got it!"

Surrounded by so many envious, jealous and hatred eyes, Mrs. Li was rarely proud. If she hadn't come to see Master Lingyun, Mrs. Li would have shown off in front of some annoying people.

Li Yiwei felt that this kind of "luckiness" was even more like a "conspiracy". She frowned secretly and was about to tell Mrs. Li about all the strangeness and suspicion just now, but before she could say it, the door was pushed open directly.

"I am late, so I have let the two donors wait for a long time."

"It's not too late, no longer late." Mrs. Li immediately pulled Li Yiwei to salute Master Lingyun: "The master is here right, so I'm going to ask the master for a personal consultation."

Swallowed all the words into her belly, Li Yiwei reluctantly followed and rolled her eyes secretly. If this old monk had any conspiracy, she would have to tear down his nest to vent her anger!

Ling Yun is such a powerful person. He suddenly saw Li Yiwei's dissatisfaction and vigilance. He didn't care, but instead stroked his gray beard with a smile, his eyes narrowed into a slit: "The two donors are destined to be with me, so there is no trouble or not. The two donors got the 'treatment' and 'fortune telling' respectively. I wonder which one will come to see each other first?"

The happier he smiled, the more straitor he felt, the more malicious he was. When Mrs. Li heard this, she immediately stepped forward and handed the sign to Master Lingyun: "Then I'll trouble Master."

Ling Yun didn't even look at it, and said directly: "Who is the donor asking me to cure my illness and save me?"

Mrs. Li immediately pushed out Li Yiwei and said respectfully: "The little girl suffers from a stubborn disease. I wonder if the master can remove the scars on the little girl's body?"

Li Yiwei actually had a guess in his heart. Mrs. Li regarded her as her heart and always put her first. It is not difficult to guess the real reason why Mrs. Li came to Lingyun Temple.

But no matter how speculation is, now it is really certain. Li Yiwei is still at a loss, his heart is hot, and his eyes are astringent: "Mom, my scar will naturally fade. Don't waste such a good opportunity on me."

Although he suspected that the old monk had ulterior motives and had ulterior motives, he should really have the ability. Otherwise, how could the incense in Lingyun Temple be so strong now, and it is highly respected and respected by everyone.

Maybe this opportunity is just this time. Since that is the case, how could Li Yiwei let Mrs. Li waste such good things?

She stopped Mrs. Li from speaking and said directly to Master Lingyun: "Old monk, since we, mother and daughter, have won the lottery, it means that we are destined to be with you. Once we are destined to know each other, we will always be familiar with each other, right?"

Master Lingyun didn't care about her unceremonious name, but instead sighed in his heart that the little girl was indeed similar to that boy, and it was interesting and interesting.

But the face was unfathomable: "Well, the little donor is right, so what does the little donor mean?"

Li Yi smiled shyly, looking like a lady from a family, "We have nothing to ask for. After all, the requests made now are nothing to us. Since they are nothing, wouldn't it be a waste of your talent? So we decided to leave this opportunity to cure the disease when we really need it. What do you think?"

Well, although you are not polite, you still know how to flatter. Master Lingyun smiled: "The little donor is right."

"So you agree?"

Master Lingyun nodded: "The little donor makes sense, and I naturally agree. Although I am old, this promise will always be effective when I am old. Monks don't tell lies, so the little donor can rest assured."

Upon hearing this, Li Yiwei finally became happy. It seemed that the old monk was still very good and didn't mind saying good things: "The master will definitely live a hundred years old and live longer than in Nanshan!"

"Hahaha, then I'll borrow the words of the little donor!"

The two of them talked back and forth, Mrs. Li was unable to speak. At this moment, she finally got the chance. She glared at Li Yi with a slight look, saluted and said respectfully: "The little girl is naughty and she speaks neither big nor small. Please don't mind the master."

Mrs. Li knew what Li Yiwei meant, and while she was heartwarming, she was also a little anxious.

The primary purpose of curing the scars on Wei'er's body was her visit this time. Since her daughter has already negotiated with the master and can still bargain.

Mrs. Li also had an idea in her heart: "The master is generous and kind, and has a great compassionate Bodhisattva heart. Since the little girl made a decision with the master, the woman no longer talked much. However, this time the woman came to cure the little girl's scars. Can the master change the "fortune-telling" sign in her hand to treat the scars?"

It is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to let Master Lingyun tell fortunes. How many people are fighting for the fortune teller Lingyun. Although this opportunity is precious, it is not worth mentioning compared to his healthy daughter who has no stubborn diseases and is lively and erotic.

Ling Yun obviously knew her decision a long time ago and nodded without surprise: "The two donors are destined to be with me, so I will agree."

As he said that, he waved his hand, and immediately a chubby little monk with a glowing white came in with the box. Li Yi glanced at him, hey, it was indeed the little monk who had just received the sign.

"This is a medicine developed by me in my early years to treat scars. Donors can use it as much as possible."

Li Yiwei stared at the medicine box and frowned. The old monk brought it with him as soon as he waved his hand. It was obviously prepared early in the morning. Could it be that the old monk would even calculate in advance whether the medicine they wanted to have scars?

Thinking of all the doubts before, the doubts that had just faded came to my mind again, Li Yiwei became alert again.

She said, "In the early years? Didn't the best time limit for medicine to be effective? Can it still be used? Old monk, don't treat us with expired ointments."

Mrs. Li: "..." Why is my good daughter so unbearable today!

Mrs. Li was thin-skinned and her face turned red in an instant. She was worried that Master Lingyun would be angry, so she immediately pulled her daughter back and apologized urgently: "Young girl is ignorant, so Master must not worry about it."

Then he quickly took the box, afraid that Master Lingyun would regret it.

Ling Yun was not angry, but instead smiled and said, "The donor doesn't have to do this. The little donor speaks quickly and has a straightforward personality. I think it's very interesting."

"The little donor can rest assured that although this medicine was developed in the early years, the ointment was well preserved and will never expire. You can use it with confidence."

Li Yiwei: "What if it is useless or the wound worsens..."

Mrs. Li's face was already red with shame. She could question anyone, but she could not question Master Lingyun. She covered her daughter's mouth quickly with her eyes and hands, for fear of returning without success today, so she hurriedly bowed and said goodbye: "Thank you for giving the medicine to Master. We will not disturb Master. Let's go back and visit..."

Then he hurriedly left with Li Yiwei...

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Mrs. Li: My daughter is not obedient, so I will take it away immediately!

Li Yiwei was carried away by her mother in the posture of carrying a dog: "..." What did she do wrong and she should be treated like this.

Melon-eating crowd: Hehehehe, watch the show
Chapter completed!