"Yes, the young monk will return to the temple to spread the word."
The young monk turned around and walked back to Qingyin Temple.
"Wait a minute——"
The voice of Master Huai Qing came from behind.
The young monk stopped and looked over in surprise, "Does Master Huai Qing have any other instructions?"
Master Huaiqing lowered his head and looked lovingly at the fish in the clear water lake, and then said: "When they leave the temple, later in the evening, you go to the new inn in the northern city and tell them that they are killing creatures like Mu Sheng."
People with serious sins should not stay in Buddhism all the time, which makes Qingyin Temple very difficult."
"Okay, little monk, I will remember it."
The young monk took note of Master Huaiqing's words, returned to the Zen room in the temple, and asked Mu Sheng and his daughter to leave: "You two, don't come here again. Master Huaiqing doesn't want to see you two."
"Still unwilling?"
Mu Sheng's hand holding the tea cup suddenly tightened.
The tea cup shattered, cutting the skin and flesh on the palm of my hand, and blood spilled out.
The hot tea flows along the cut wound on the palm!
The fingers were connected to the heart, and it was extremely painful, but Mu Sheng didn't notice it, his face was pale, his eyes were ferocious, and there were some horrifying distortions!
"Why?"
Ye Xun'er stood up from the stool, wearing a plain skirt that was different from her previous costumes. She had no makeup on her cheeks, and her black hair was held up casually with a wooden hairpin.
She walked up to the young monk, grabbed his shoulders with both hands, and gritted her teeth: "Master Huai Qing is my grandmother, how could she not see me? I am her only granddaughter, you must be lazy and did not go and take care of me."
Bring the news to Master Huai Qing."
"That's enough, Xun'er!" Mu Sheng shouted.
Ye Xun'er let go of his hand, and the little monk ran out.
"Mother, if grandma doesn't see us, how can we go back to Mu Mansion?" Ye Xun'er's eyes turned red.
"The competition in the north is important. Get good results and see your grandma again."
Mu Sheng frowned and gritted his teeth secretly.
Even if Master Huaiqing doesn't want to see her daughter, it doesn't matter.
She and Ye Xun'er stayed at Qingyin Temple for two full days. People outside said that as long as people knew that Master Huaiqing cared about them, it would be much easier to do things in the future!
Mu Sheng looked cruelly and took off the fragment of the teacup that had been stuck in his palm.
She looked at Ye Xun'er, who was crying, and frowned: "Why did I give birth to a daughter like you who has done nothing? If you were even half as smart as Ye Chuyue, it wouldn't be so difficult to be a mother. Remember, if you get married
Qingyin Temple, please don’t let anyone see your tears, otherwise you, Commander-in-Chief Ye, will be completely embarrassed."
Mu Sheng shook his head in disappointment and lowered his hands. Every time he took a step, the blood from his palms would fall to the ground. It was a shocking red color.
Ye Xun'er bit her lower lip tightly and looked at Mu Sheng's back in disbelief.
turn out to be......
In her mother's heart, she has always been incomparable to Ye Chuyue.
Then who is she, Ye Xun'er?!
...
Northern City.
Station.
Chu Yue hurried back and saw that there was no Xiao Li and others in the inn. Only the nine-foot strong man among Ziyuan's disciples was left to guard the house, so he asked: "What happened?"
The nine-foot strong man looked at Chu Yue, as if he had seen light, and replied: "Sister Elder, you are back. Today and tomorrow, the Yan Mansion in the north will hold a funeral, which coincides with Senior Sister Leng's happy event. Senior Sister Xiao and the others have already passed by.
Ready to talk about this."
"Mourning and joy collide? Shouldn't it be preceded by happiness?"
Chu Yue half-closed her eyes.
If they were going to discuss matters, Xiao Li and his group would not use the opportunity of the beast spirit.
I'm just afraid that Yan Mansion in the north will be difficult to deal with.
Suddenly, the sound of funeral suonas rang out in the northern city, making Hong Cai feel lonely in the inn.
"I heard that the Yan family's favorite youngest son died in Yan's house. The Yan family's head was in great pain and had to mourn for seven days. He didn't even wait for the first seven days. He would be buried in a coffin tomorrow. According to custom, this is an extremely unlucky thing.
"I want to use Senior Sister Leng's wedding to sacrifice his youngest son and bring luck to the Yan family, so Senior Sister Xiao and the others are very angry." The nine-foot strong man said angrily.