Lin Mumu herself didn't feel it and thought she was too sensitive.She forced herself to return to her senses and whispered back: "He gives me the feeling that he's hiding something terrible and dangerous. I don't know, it's just a kind of intuition.
My intuition has always been very accurate! Five years ago, when master was injured, I intuitively felt it and told him not to go out, but he still went. "
Lin Mumu didn't dare to say that he was injured this time. When it came to Yun Ting, her intuition was always a bit chaotic.
"En, I believe you." Yun Ting looked at Lin Mumu's nervous and serious expression and lightly tapped her forehead.
"Hmph!" Lin Mumu turned her head away and ignored him.
This bastard only knows how to bully people! She explained so clearly, but he still didn't believe her.
As they talked, the four people arrived at the abbot's meditation room.
This time, Abbot Jueming saw them in the same room as last time. There was still tea and chessboard, he was still playing chess with Professor Lin, and he was still personally boiling water for tea.
It felt as if the two of them had been sitting here day and night, maintaining the same state.
Why was the master here?
Lin Mumu subconsciously withdrew her hand from Yun Ting's palm, looked at Professor Lin with a guilty conscience, and sat down next to the master like a well-behaved child.
Yun Ting didn't intend to let her go, so he followed closely and held her hand again.
Lin Mumu struggled, but she was afraid of making a big noise, so she could only look at him and continue to bow her head like a well-behaved child.
"Sit down. Professor Lin's disciple really has a natural temperament, we seem to be too rigid. "Abbot Jueming smiled like a kind elder.
"Hahaha, my disciple, just like me." Professor Lin was very satisfied with his own disciple being praised.
This troublesome little disciple of his had always felt that her aptitude was poor and she hadn't made any progress. If she was released, she would only lose his face and make him worry. However, he personally raised her, so he couldn't bear to keep her in the deep mountains and forests.
He didn't expect Lin Mumu to do a few beautiful things that made him, as her master, feel honored.
And Professor Lin was especially concerned about his face, especially in front of his old friend Jueming.
On the contrary, Abbot Jueming was relatively calm and didn't say much. He quietly boiled water for them and prepared to make tea.
"Let the children do the work of making tea. Mumu, you go." Professor Lin enjoyed the process of showing off his apprentice. He was a little addicted.
"Oh." Lin Mumu responded, changed her position, and began to quietly wait for the water on the small stove to boil.
He washed the cups, washed the tea, made the tea, and shook the incense.
The whole set of movements, in Lin Mumu's hands, was as smooth as floating clouds and flowing water, making people feel comfortable just by watching.
In any case, she didn't feel that her steps were any different from the others. She just used water to make tea, and there weren't any complicated movements. It was just a simple process of making tea.
But this process, in Lin Mumu's hands, made people feel comfortable, like a kind of visual enjoyment. All eyes in the room fell on Lin Mumu's hand.
The tea was quickly brewed. Lin Mumu first poured two small cups and respectfully saluted the elders with both hands, then gave them to Yun Ting, Zhou Qiang, and Fang Tianyong.
Yun Ting took a sip of tea and was in a very good mood. It was as if the wisp of dark cloud that was originally pressing on his heart was washed away by this cup of tea, and his heart was also dyed with a faint layer of joy. He couldn't tell why, but he could feel that it was Lin Mumu's taste!
She was able to brew a cup of tea with her own taste, no wonder Professor Lin was so confident.
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