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Chapter 914

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Shen Wanqing seemed to be shocked. Her brown eyes were full of astonishment.

Seeing this, the young man smiled calmly as if nothing had happened. "I have the world and the people in my heart. Naturally, I have a fondness for the people in the world."

Yan Fan's words made Shen Wanqing's eyes darken a little. Then, she looked away with a nonchalant expression.

"I haven't asked yet. What is Master's Dharma name?"

Yan Fan curved his lips and narrowed his peach blossom eyes. His expression was lazy and devilish.

He smiled gently. "That won't do. If this little monk tells Benefactor my Dharma name, and Benefactor turns around and complains to Abbot, then what should this little monk do? "

Yan Fan's words made Shen Wanqing choke on her words. Then, she smiled helplessly. Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly heard someone calling her from not far away.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, where are you?"

Shen Wanqing stopped in her tracks and looked at the young man beside her.

Yan Fan lowered his eyes to look at her. His deep and narrow eyes held a hint of a smile. "Since benefactor's people have already found their way here, this humble monk will not see you off."

The young man put his hands together and looked calm and sincere. "Amitabha. Goodbye, Benefactor."

Looking at his casual and calm attitude, Shen Wanqing pursed her lips and nodded lightly. "Okay. Goodbye, Master."



When the young novice monk who was looking for her outside saw her, he immediately heaved a sigh of relief.

The young novice monk hurried over and said with lingering fear in his heart, "Your Highness, I've finally found you."

Shen Wanqing looked in the direction where Yan Fan had disappeared. She calmly retracted her gaze and her expression returned to its previous nonchalance.

As she walked, she heard that everyone was looking for her after she went missing.

After silently listening to the young novice monk's words, Shen Wanqing only said a few words in agreement.

Suddenly, Shen Wanqing thought of the young man just now. She looked at the beautiful ginkgo leaves on the ground and asked the young novice monk beside her, "Little Master, is there a monk in our temple who cultivates with hair?"

She felt the young novice monk beside her stiffen. The young novice monk looked at Shen Wanqing in surprise. "Your Highness … why … why are you asking this?"

Shen Wanqing calmly looked at him with a lazy expression. She raised her eyebrows, but there was an inexplicable dignity of a superior.

"It's not convenient to say, hm?"

The young novice monk saw this and quickly shook his head..... "It's not inconvenient to say it......

. "The young novice monk:" We do have a monk who cultivates with hair..... his name is Yan Fan... This person's temper is very strange, even the abbot can't do anything to him. "

.......................... Little Master, can you tell me more about it? "

"Ai, because of his strange temper, he is especially disliked by the Shishu in the temple. Has Your Highness seen him? "The young novice monk asked Shen Wanqing.

Thinking of what the two of them had just done, Shen Wanqing naturally shook her head and opened her mouth to side with her own person.

"I haven't seen him."

The young novice monk sighed. "If Your Highness saw him, you would definitely be stunned by his appearance. There is a cinnabar mark between his eyebrows. I heard from the abbot that it was there when he was born. His appearance is very seductive, and his words are frivolous. He doesn't fit in with our pure and simple temple. Because of his appearance, in the past few years, many officials' daughters would come to our temple every day. They all wanted to marry him as their husband. "

"Then, did they marry him?"

The young novice monk shook his head. "Of course not. Shixiong doesn't want to return to the secular world. Moreover, with the abbot here, those officials' daughters wouldn't dare to disregard shixiong's wishes and forcefully marry him. "

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