Nie Fan and Monk Haiyue exchanged three or four sentences back and forth. Each sentence seemed simple and plain, but upon closer inspection, it seemed to contain Buddhist principles, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.【】

When Monk Haiyue praised Nie Fan's name, Qi Bowen who was standing aside secretly frowned.

This monk, Haiyue, studied under Master Kudutuo from Zhongnan Mountain in Ling Province. He is particularly good at the art of Kun Opera, and is a nearly lost Sanxian accompaniment. You must know that the art of Kun Opera has been passed down to this day, mainly relying on Sanxian performance. But as time goes by, Sanxian music

It has been gradually lost. Modern and contemporary Kun Opera performers can basically only play bamboo flutes and pipa. Master Kudu Tuo from Zhongnan Mountain in Ling Province is the only master in the world who is good at playing the three-stringed instrument. Monk Haiyue has learned his true biography.

In order to please Mr. Cheng, Qi Bowen went up the mountain to invite Master Haiyue. Unexpectedly, Nie Fan found a Buddhist relationship.

Everyone in the world says that it is difficult to find a Buddhist connection, so Qi Bowen deliberately invited Monk Haiyue, but unexpectedly, he made Nie Fan's wedding clothes.

This made him uneasy and at the same time, his secret hatred for Nie Fan deepened even more.

The conversation between Nie Fan and Monk Haiyue attracted everyone's attention. Only then did Rong Qian'er wake up. She quickly took Nie Fan's hand to the hospital bed and said to Mr. Cheng: "By the way, grandpa, you

Guess who he is?"

"he?"

Mr. Cheng narrowed his eyes. He had seen countless people in his life. At this moment, he was unable to see through the details of this young man. He just felt that there seemed to be a piercing light in Nie Fan's eyes, but when he took a closer look, it completely disappeared.

Mr. Cheng doesn't think that Nie Fan can achieve the state of introverted divine light at such a young age. It is completely impossible for Nie Fan to be able to cultivate divine light with both eyes at his age. So over and over again, in Mr. Cheng's opinion, Nie Fan is just an ordinary person.

He is just a somewhat special young man, there is really nothing special about him.

Naturally, Rong Qian'er didn't know what her grandfather was thinking, so she enthusiastically introduced him: "Grandpa, do you still remember? I fainted at Yuqing Temple in Fenghuang Mountain before, and it was Nie Fan who saved me, and he had sex with me before.

The generous Lord Xiaoyun is his senior brother!"

Um?

Hearing the name of Master Xiaoyun of Yuqing Temple in Phoenix Mountain, Mr. Cheng gave Nie Fan a high look, but even so, this glance was for the face of Master Xiaoyun.

Not only Mr. Cheng, but also the middle-aged man and the beautiful middle-aged woman were looking at Nie Fan. However, with their eyes, they were naturally unable to see clearly what Nie Fan was and what he was.

However, Monk Haiyue's handsome eyebrows raised slightly, then he clasped his hands together and recited silently.

"Phoenix Mountain Yuqing Temple? Xiaoyun Temple Master? What the hell!"

Qi Bowen also listened very clearly, but it was a pity that he didn't know where Yuqing Temple was in Phoenix Mountain, let alone who the so-called Master of Xiaoyun Temple was. At the moment, he just treated it as a joke and passed it after hearing it.

After Mr. Cheng learned that Nie Fan was the junior disciple of Master Xiaoyun Temple, he couldn't help but look at Nie Fan a few more times, but then his eyes became dull and he said to Nie Fan: "Since you are a fellow disciple of Master Xiaoyun Temple, then I will also call you Nie Fan."

Please call me donor and thank you, donor Nie, for saving Qian'er. If you need help in the future, just ask, I will not treat you badly when we get married!"

On the surface, Mr. Cheng seems to be grateful to Nie Fan and promises him a huge benefit. But in fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Mr. Cheng doesn't seem to be interested in Nie Fan and even looks down on him.

appearance.

Rong Qian'er also didn't expect that things would turn out like this, and her pretty face was a little confused at the moment.

But Nie Fan smiled slightly, bowed to Mr. Cheng and said, "Then I will thank you here!"

"Um!"

Mr. Cheng waved his hand, as if he didn't want to talk about this topic anymore.

Rong Qian'er felt a little embarrassed, but since Nie Fan didn't even say anything, of course she could only brush it off.

Mr. Cheng thought for a while, then suddenly looked up at Rong Qian'er, and then at Qi Bowen who was standing beside him. He suddenly smiled and said, "By the way Qian'er, I have to ask you something. You must answer truthfully."

!”

Rong Qian'er was startled for a moment, then said seriously: "Grandpa, please ask."

A smile appeared on Mr. Cheng's face. At this moment, while examining Rong Qian'er's eyes, he whispered in her ear: "Our Qian'er is already twenty years old. In school or with you?"

Is there a promising young man in dad’s company?”

What?

When Rong Qian'er heard this, her pretty face suddenly turned red.

Although Mr. Cheng deliberately lowered his voice, anyone could actually hear his words. At this moment, the middle-aged man and the beautiful middle-aged woman were also looking at Rong Qian'er with a smile, their eyes kind and kind.

"Grandpa...why do you suddenly ask about this..." Rong Qian'er felt a little shy and said coquettishly while shaking one of the old man's arms.

Mr. Cheng said with a smile: "What's this? A woman is only a flower when she is eighteen. We Qian'er are the most famous flowers among them. When we get older, we will naturally find someone to marry! In fact, I have found an excellent one for you.

It’s your choice, but this person is far away and right in front of you. I decided that after I am discharged from the hospital, I will contact your grandfather and your father immediately and let you and Bowen choose a date to hold the wedding! "

What!

As soon as Mr. Cheng finished speaking, Rong Qian'er's pretty face completely changed color.

In fact, when Mr. Cheng mentioned this topic, Rong Qian'er had a vague guess. The moment the old man finished speaking, Rong Qian'er felt her delicate body tremble and almost fell to the ground!

Coming again?

She had known for a long time that her grandpa was very fond of Qi Bowen. In addition, this guy was good at dancing and was particularly good at making the old man happy. No wonder the old man favored him. But Rong Qianer had stated more than once that the future husband would definitely be her favorite.

Man, I didn’t expect that this old man would still insist on marrying his own granddaughter to Qi Bowen.

How much hatred is this? Do you have to do this to your own granddaughter?

Rong Qian'er's pretty face turned pale and she bit her lower lip tightly.

But unlike her, Qi Bowen was ecstatic at the moment. Why did he serve the old man all the time, and even traveled thousands of miles to Ling Province to invite Monk Haiyue to perform Kun Opera live for the old man?

Isn't it just so that when one day he pursues Rong Qian'er, the old guy can stand by him without hesitation?

But Qi Bowen never expected that Old Man Cheng would be so powerful. He didn't even wait for him to launch his pursuit of Rong Qian'er, but instead decided on their marriage with a big hand.

"God helps me! God really helps me!"
Chapter completed!