Chapter 1955: Mirror world(32)

Cheng Mu arrived very early the next day and dressed well, able to show his advantages without being too obtrusive.
Yu's mother was very satisfied, but Yu's father was not pleasing to the eye.
Yu mother kicked Yu father with her foot.
Yu's father then closed his face and forced an ugly smile.
Cheng Mu: "..."
Cheng Mu carefully touched Chuzheng: "Does your father dislike me?"
"He's just like that."
Most mothers prefer sons and fathers prefer daughters. Yu's father just couldn't accept it for a while. After raising a daughter for so many years, he suddenly had a boyfriend.
Mother Yu asked Cheng Mu a few questions, but they didn't care much about family background, mainly because of character.
Cheng Mu's answer was obviously more pleasing to Yu's mother.
After dinner, Yu's father got up awkwardly and asked Cheng Mu to sit with him in the yard.
The two didn't know what they said, Yu's father entered the door again, his complexion obviously improved a lot.
Chu Zheng went to the courtyard to find Cheng Mu: "What are you looking at?"
Cheng Mu was looking up at the tree in the yard. It was not blooming now, only the lush leaves.
"This tree..."
"What's wrong?" What's wrong with the tree? Have you never seen a tree?
"There is also a tree in my yard." This was the first tree he saw outside his house that was the same as his house.
Chu Zheng raised his eyebrows and looked up at the tree. To be honest, Chu Zheng didn't understand what tree it was.
The flowers it blooms are very small and white, one by one hidden among the leaves, which are very beautiful.
Chu Zheng and Cheng Mu sat under the tree and checked the tree.
Then there was no one that matched this tree.
After Chu Zheng sent Cheng Mu away, he went to the study and asked about the tree below Yu's father.
"That. Your mother brought it back from the monastery before. At that time, you were ill and you didn't see any good. It said that it can protect you and bring you good luck." Yu's father was still a little dissatisfied with this." What age was it, your mother still believed those, and it turned out that I sent you to the big hospital, and you will be alive and kicking the next day."
Chu Zheng: "..."
Chu Zheng sent what Yu's father had said to Cheng Mu.
Cheng Mu also knew the origin of the tree from his father's mouth, and he also asked for it from the temple.
Chu Zheng went to ask which temple Yu Mu was.
The two finally determined that the tree came from the same temple.
[Cheng Mu: Do you say it has anything to do with us after ten years of contact? ]
[Chu Zheng: Too much coincidence is not a coincidence. ]
They couldn’t explain their previous contact. There must be a reason, right?
If it is really the reason for this tree, then it can also explain why Yu Shi could only use it there.
Because that tree is leaning against the wall, Yu Shijia is outside.
And her window is not far from this tree.
[Cheng Mu: If this is the case, should we thank it? ]
[Cheng Mu: Whether it is or not, let's go here and have a look. ]
Cheng Mu sent a picture of Chuzheng, which was the temple that Cheng Mu found out.
The temple is located in the suburbs and it is still a net red temple. It is said that seeking marriage here is particularly helpful.
The temple is on the mountain, and there is nothing to help you, you can only climb up.
Today’s working day, not many people came. Chu Zheng and Cheng Mu walked up side by side. From time to time, people looked back at them, and others took pictures with their mobile phones.
Cheng Mu handed Chu Zheng a bottle of water: "Are you tired?"
"Not tired."
"..."
Actually you can be tired.
"Are you tired?" Chu Zheng drank two sips of water and handed it to him like this: "Am I carrying you?"
Cheng Mu shook his hand and almost couldn't hold the water firmly.
Cheng Mu took a deep breath: "Baby, you are a girl." What is needed is that you are tired and I will carry you, not you!
"Well, what's the matter?" Why do you look down on girls? Carry you easily! ! Don't believe it, try!
"No." Cheng Mu motioned to continue walking up: "Let's go."
After walking the steps, the first thing I saw was the red silk tree outside the temple.
Towering old trees, luxuriant branches, lush leaves and red silk, blooming small white flowers.
Chu Zheng and Cheng Mu looked at each other and walked slowly under the tree.
Signs are hung on the hanging red silk, and you can vaguely see the vows or the desire for marriage.
"Two donors, but want to make a wish?" The little monk emerged from nowhere.
Chu Zheng asked: "What kind of tree is this tree?"
The little monk replied stubbornly: "Get married."
This tree is called rapport, and people who come here do it for a rapport.
At this moment, another young monk hurried over, and Amitabha said, "Two donors, we are invited to host."
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In the wing room, sandalwood curls, and the sound of chanting faintly floats in the distance. Outside the window is a pond with lotus leaves floating on the water and fish playing among the lotus leaves.
Chu Zheng and Cheng Mu knelt and sat on the futon, above the temple host.
The host’s expression is kind and gentle: "What questions do the two donors have to ask?"
Chu Zheng held down Cheng Mu: "You know what we want to ask."
This host is a bit capable, knowing they are here, don’t you know what they think?
The host nodded: "How does the donor understand the word for fate?"
Chu Zheng said astonishingly: "Three points depend on the sky, seven points depend on oneself."
The host choked: "Every time people meet, it is a kind of fate."
Taking yourself as the center, every line, and everyone connected to it is a kind of fate.
Host: "You are destined not to meet, but you have a bond in fate."
The host said that it was the bond that made them meet.
And that fate has already been buried, just waiting to take root and sprout.
It is good for them to let people meet.
The host closed his eyes after saying this, and didn't plan to talk about it anymore.
Chu Zheng knew the urinary of these people and pulled Cheng Mu away, who wanted to ask questions.
Standing in the corridor, you can still see the towering tree.
Cheng Mu held Chu Zheng's hand: "I'm very lucky to be standing by your side."
"..." You and I have no chance, I rely on myself!
You weak chicken knows a hammer!
Cheng Mu wanted to write an oath, so Chu Zheng had to let him.
"you write?"
"Do not."
"Write it." Cheng Mu fouled and acted like a baby.
"..." Buddhism, I will bear you!
Cause starts with me, but ends with you.
Cheng Mu looked at that sentence, and it took a long time before he recovered, and wrote his name below.
"I tossed it?"
"Ok."
Cheng Mu took it and tossed it, but didn't toss it for a long time.
Cheng Mu met Chu Zheng's gaze, feeling slightly embarrassed in his heart: "This time I will definitely be able to!" Don't be ashamed in front of the baby.
Chuzheng couldn't stand it, but he took it from him in the past: "Where do you want to throw it?"
"I……"
"Where to throw?" Chuzheng was fierce, not impatient.
Cheng Mu was silent, and pointed to a slightly higher place: "There."
Chu Zheng backed up a few steps, raised his hand, and threw some weight in the air, and then fell down, carrying the red silk, exactly where Cheng Mu pointed.
The wind blew, all the signs collided, making a clear sound, just like a hymn.

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