The abbot watched her tears fall and handed over a handkerchief, "Don't worry. Mo Yi will bring you a letter back. Your letter will be life-saving medicine for your mother."
Yuan Qingling took the handkerchief and wiped her tears. "Really? You promise?"
"Monks don't lie!" the great monk promised.
Yuanqing Lingbei came from this, "But how can I know?"
The abbot said: "I believe that Buddhism is boundless. Everything will be arranged, and it will be the best arrangement."
Why did the words "Boundless Buddha Dharma" come out of his mouth so awkwardly?
Yuan Qing Linggen swallowed: "I really want to go back."
The abbot said nothing. He just watched her cry.
When she was almost crying, she said: "It's the same sentence. Everything will be arranged."
"Who arranged it? Who is the person who arranged it?" Yuan Qingling asked.
The abbot was very melancholy, "This is also my question. Who is arranging everything in the world? If you can understand this, you will probably become a Buddha."
Yuan Qingling was feeling sad. After hearing what he said, she couldn't help but laugh angrily, "Do you really believe in Buddhism?"
The abbot said ambiguously: "Buddhism is boundless!"
"How long will my body be frozen? Has my body been thawed by your time?" Yuan Qingling asked.
The abbot shook his head slowly. "We didn't wait until then. There was an explosion in the freezing company, and everything inside was burned to the ground."
Yuan Qingling didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Then I am still wiped out in ashes? It's so good, there is no need to burn it. It just explodes into powder in an instant."
The abbot said solemnly: "As a highly educated person, you should know that even if there is an explosion, it will not be able to blow you into powder instantly. To blow it into powder, the necessary conditions are..."
Yuan Qingling felt pain in his head and pressed his hands, "Shut up, I don't need you to educate me."
The abbot looked at her with a very relaxed expression, "According to me, just live here in a down-to-earth manner. With such a good husband and three lovely sons, what else do you want? To be honest, with
With your temperament in modern times, it is uncertain whether you can get married or not. Even if you can get married, you will focus on your research and end up getting divorced in the end. There are many examples of this."
Yuan Qingling's head hurt even more, "Okay, don't give me any examples, just tell me directly, can the regent send people to walk in time and space? If so, can you introduce me to him? I want to go back for a while.
Go and meet them and reassure them."
The abbot shook his head, "I'm afraid that's not possible. If you want to go back, you must die. If you give up everything here, you can never come back again. Are you willing?"
"But Mo Yi is not dead."
The abbot explained: "That's because Mo Yi is not dead in the first place. You were dead when you were alive, and your nature is different. We haven't been able to overcome this yet, so if you want to go back, the price you have to pay will be
Very big.”
Yuan Qingling looked at his serious expression, but felt that he seemed to be cheating.
She felt that the junior could not be trusted now. What he said was ambiguous. One moment it was okay, the next moment it was not. Anyway, it was him who had the final say.
She knew the possibility of going back was almost zero, but she wanted to know if Mo Yi could bring him the message.
But the abbot didn't say a few words of certainty, which made her very distressed.
On the way back, Princess Ji said: "I made a wish in front of the Buddha."
Yuan Qingling asked: "What wish do you wish for? Is it for the princess?"
"The princess has my mother's protection, so I won't bother you for the time being."
"Oh? Then who are you for?" Yuan Qingling asked.
Princess Ji was silent for a few seconds and said, "For Prince Ji, I hope that after he comes out, he can stay in peace and not make trouble again, which will bring disaster to the princess."
"You are truly a good wife." Yuan Qing Ling said.
Princess Ji smiled and said, "Yes, the first condition for being a good wife is to resist the urge to strangle him to death every day, and then accept the pleasure and welcome him with a smile."
"What a grievance!" Yuan Qingling sighed sincerely.
Princess Ji looked at her and said, "Whether it's worth it or not, we can't let the princess live in an environment where her parents fight to the death." Princess Ji shrugged, "If I really feel wronged, I will go to you and tell you.
, you probably won’t dislike me, right? Anyway, I’ve helped you so much.”’
"Yes, I will dislike it. I am not a trash can. You can't give me all your negative emotions. It will make me hate King Ji later. I'm afraid I can't help but kill him." Yuan Qingling said with a smile.
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Princess Ji held her hand and said, "If you can let him die without anyone noticing, I will be grateful to you forever."
Yuan Qingling pretended to be shocked, "Oh my god, you want to murder your husband, how vicious a woman you are!"
She looked at the hands held by Princess Ji and hers. This was the first time they were so close.
But it turned out to be very natural, without any goosebumps, as if they were already best friends and best sisters.
After Mo Yi returned to Da Zhou, all her tasks in finding an era were completed. After saying goodbye to Chen Jinning and his wife, she set foot on the road home with several other friends.
She traveled through time and space, and the best reward she got was that the regent promised to find the best doctor to operate on her sister.
The regent kept true to his word and found a doctor named Yang Ruhai to perform an operation on her sister. The operation was successful and her sister woke up the next day after the operation.
She was overjoyed and took care of her sister in the hospital until she was discharged. Only then did she remember what Yuan Qingling had entrusted her with. More than a month had passed.
She quickly called Yuan's mother, but the call was not answered. She then called another mobile phone number Yuan Qingling left, which was the phone number of Yuan Qingling's father, Professor Yuan, but no one answered the call.
Mo Yi only thought that they were all busy. After all, doctors were quite busy, especially since they were all above the director level, they would probably be even busier.
She simply booked a flight and flew directly to Guangzhou the next day.
According to the address given by Yuan Qingling, she took the subway there after getting off the plane and found the Huayuan Community. However, she saw a fire truck, several police cars, and an ambulance parked outside the community.
She muttered: "It's such an unlucky coincidence that something happened in this community right after we arrived."
As she walked in, she saw a lot of people gathered in front of the green area of the community. The police and firefighters were there. There were inflatable mattresses underneath, and doctors in white coats could be vaguely seen through the wall of people. All of them
They all raised their heads upward, their eyes anxious.
Mo Yi also looked up. The sunlight was dazzling, but he could vaguely see a person sitting outside the railing on the top floor of the 20th floor. His face couldn't be seen clearly, but he should have committed suicide.
She walked over and asked an old woman who was watching, "Auntie, what's going on?"
The old woman looked quite anxious. When Mo Yi asked, she sighed: "A property owner in our community is so pitiful. Her daughter died a year ago. She got sick and committed suicide two or three times.
God has no eyes, what a good person their family is. Now that their daughter is dead and the old lady is lying in the hospital, she is also like this. If something happens, how can Professor Yuan survive?"