The old abbot of Thousand Buddha Temple died, and the thousand Buddha statues in the temple became the gift left to the temple by the abbot.
The funeral of the old host was very simple and did not disturb anyone. Only more than a hundred monks from Qianfo Temple carried out the cremation and salvation in the early morning of the next day.
Xia Shang and Nie Shisan became the only guests attending the ceremony.
At this time, everything was forgotten, and there was only mourning and regret in Xia Shang's heart.
If it hadn't been for his arrival, the old host wouldn't have been fooled like this.
Amidst the neat sound of the Buddha, a fire shot into the sky. It was not obvious among the white clouds in the sky. Only a breath of fresh air disappeared quietly, just like all the souls dissipated in this world.
"The deceased is gone, and the donor no longer has to worry about him."
When the host arrived not far from Xia and Shang, he bowed.
Xia Shang: "After all, it wouldn't be like this if I hadn't appeared in a place where I shouldn't have appeared. After all, it's inseparable. Unfortunately, I don't know what to do to make the old host more stable."
"This Thousand Buddha Temple is the hard work of the old abbot. Back then, with the annual funds from the imperial court, the temple was prosperous. Since the last incident of Mr. Dongyue happened, not only did Mr. Dongyue die, but he also offended the prince. Now it has become ominous.
Not to mention the land, even the money from the imperial court is gone. Now that the old abbot leaves, I don’t know what the Thousand Buddhas Temple will look like in the future..."
Xia Shang naturally understood what the host meant. Xia Shang said: "Don't worry, host. Although I, Xia Shang, am not a rich man, I can still take care of a temple. As long as I, Xia Shang, are here for one day, I will guarantee the safety of Thousand Buddha Temple."
The incense will never die."
The host looked happy: "Thank you very much, Mr. Xia."
After saying that, he presided over the farewell ceremony and went aside.
Seeing that the host had left, Nie Shisan stepped forward: "Sir, as far as I know, the money in your hand is weak for maintaining the Metropolitan Procuratorate, so why are you squandering it in a temple? You know, this temple is a bottomless pit. For
It is okay for some wealthy people to donate some sesame oil money, but it needs to be supplied for a long time. It is not necessary for the imperial court to allocate funds for renovation and new construction every year. Even if the adults feel guilty about the death of the old abbot, this temple has nothing to do with the old abbot.
The relationship is already very small, in this way..."
"This matter is not over yet." Xia Shang frowned, "I have always been worried about what happened at Qianfo Temple before we came here. Although the host told many stories, Master Shi Xin was so moved by just such stories.
Dead, the old host had to pretend to be crazy... there are many unreasonable things. I think there is still a lot that needs to be investigated in Thousand Buddhas Temple. But this is a century-old temple after all. If someone discovers the secret investigation, it will be wrong.
The reputation of the Metropolitan Procuratorate is even worse. If funds are invested in Thousand Buddhas Temple in the name of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, firstly, it can come to investigate here openly, and secondly, it will also be good for the reputation of the Metropolitan Procuratorate."
"Even now, your Excellency, you are still worried about that armor?"
Xia Shang did not answer, but just glanced at Nie Shisan lightly, and then said: "Since there is no useful information here, let's go back and let Li Zhuang take a look. From a blacksmith's perspective, there may be something to gain."
Back in the capital, Li Zhuang had not yet heard the news about Tiejia. He came over after hearing the news, thinking he would find something, but he was disappointed again by Xia Shang.
The iron armor is just ordinary iron armor, but the shape is a bit strange, but the material is very ordinary. No matter where you look at it, it looks like ordinary iron.
Although there are no more discoveries, one thing is basically certain. The number one in the world has nothing to do with this armor. It is very likely that this armor is just a deception.
After going around in such a big circle, I gained nothing. It seems that it will take time to unravel the mystery of being number one in the world.
However, Xia Shang is very determined, thinking that one day he will figure out who is the best in the world, because sooner or later, Xia Shang will face off against him.
The reason why Xia Shang cares about this person so much is because he hopes that the next time he faces him, he won't be as helpless as last time.
At night, Xia Shang returned home.
Xia Shang had a bad appetite today and didn't eat much.
In the night breeze, Li Xiaoxin was still cleaning the yard.
Her thin back looked a little pitiful, but she still stubbornly hoped that she could do something.
There are more people in the family now, and there are many servants at your disposal.
Therefore, if Li Xiaoxin wants to do such a thing now, she must wait until all the servants have rested and will not be seen by others.
This posture was different from that of her noble step-son, but she insisted on it.
Perhaps this is why her experience is somewhat different from others.
Since leaving the palace, all Li Xiaoxin's joy has been in such a simple and ordinary life. She is willing to try all the things she has never experienced before, not to mention her own identity.
Sometimes, Xia Shang wonders, is this woman pretending to be like this to get close to him? Because Xia Shang admires this kind of woman the most.
But when I think about it, I feel that I am so virtuous and capable. Should the women around me like me as a matter of course?
In short, my thoughts were wandering, but the night wind blew out the wick in the room.
When Xia Shang came to his senses, there was no one cleaning the yard outside.
The sound of the door opening came softly.
"Ms. sir, why don't you light the lamp?"
Xia Shang responded and lit the fire again.
As the lights flickered and illuminated the room again, the impressive jade body, which was wet and filled with hazy heat, had already arrived in front of Xia Shang. A thin layer of white gauze was like cicada wings, and underneath was a layer of icy jade skin.
It can be broken by blowing bombs.
His warm little hand covered Xia Shang's big hand, gently holding it and guiding it to his lower abdomen under the white shirt.
The delicate and moist skin had a heart-wrenching touch, and the soft voice came at exactly this moment: "Mr. sir, look at it now, does my body look pretty good?"
As she spoke, a charming blush appeared on Li Xiaoxin's face. At this time, she seemed no longer different from the ordinary woman she was when they first met.
Although she is still a little raw, her unabashed coquettishness and shyness make her look like a wife who expects her lover to hug and caress her after getting out of the bath.
Li Xiaoxin is very beautiful, almost impeccably beautiful, but such a sudden change still makes Xia Shang a little at a loss.
"Xiaoxin, what are you doing?"
"Don't you like it, sir?" Li Xiaoxin frowned slightly, took a step back, and opened her hands, as if she wanted Xia Shang to see more clearly.
Xia Shang covered his chest, and the inexplicable pain made him break out in a cold sweat.
"Ms. sir, what's wrong with you?"
"No...it's nothing." Xia Shang tried his best to pretend that nothing happened, looked out the window, stood up and closed the window, and brought some clothes to Li Xiaoxin, "I don't even look at the weather. I'm wearing so little.
Don’t worry about me catching cold.”
"I'm not afraid of the cold. My husband should know that I have spent 80% of the time in the ice over the past few decades. I have long been accustomed to the temperature of the ice, let alone this little night breeze?" (To be continued)