Xi Yu stood at the entrance of the temple, his eyes deeply attracted by the lines of words.
"This temple does not accept donations, and it is basically the main one for ascetics."
These short words were like a clear spring, flowing in Xi Yu's heart.
In this world of material desires, such a temple that is not swayed by money is like a pure land, making people feel awe.
The ascetics practice their inner beliefs with their tenacious will and simple lifestyle. Their existence seems to be a silent protest against the impetuous world.
Xi Yu's admiration became stronger and stronger. He stared at the temple gate quietly, as if he could feel the deep power behind it.
Xi Yu stepped into the temple with full of expectations. Several young monks folded their hands and walked to him with a smile.
Xi Yu quickly clasped his hands together and responded politely to them.
Afterwards, Xi Yu made a clear idea to meet Master Changsheng.
A young monk looked puzzled and said, "Donor, it's a coincidence that Master Changsheng is not in the temple at this moment."
Xi Yu frowned slightly, looked disappointed, and said, "I came from all the way."
The little monk hurriedly said, "Don't worry, don't worry, why don't you stay in the temple first, and you must have returned soon."
After hearing the little monk's words, Xi Yu had no choice but to stay. He thought to himself: This may be a test. Even if you can't see it for the time being, as long as you wait sincerely, you will see it sooner or later.
Sure enough, after waiting for a few days, on a sunny morning, the monk ran to the wing where Xi Yu lived with joy and said excitedly: "Donor, Master Changsheng is back!"
Xi Yu's face, which was already a little tired, instantly shone with a glimmer of surprise. He stood up and said anxiously: "Great! Take me to pay homage to the master."
The little monk showed a hint of embarrassment and embarrassment, and said slowly: "Donor, I'm really embarrassed. Master Changsheng is running all the way, extremely tired, and needs rest and recuperation at this moment. Look, why not visit him later, okay?"
Xi Yu's anxiousness was instantly suppressed by this sudden situation. His brows frowned slightly, and the excitement on his face faded a little.
However, he knew that he could not disturb the master's rest, so he had to suppress his inner desire and nodded helplessly and said, "Okay, then I'll wait a little longer."
Xi Yu thought about it. Since he had arrived in Pizhou, he could not meet Master Changsheng immediately at this moment, so he might as well go outside and take a walk.
Thinking of this, he walked out of the temple and came to the street.
I saw crowds of people on the streets, shops were everywhere, shouting, bargaining sounds one after another, and a prosperous scene.
The lively scene was quite satisfying to him. He smiled and looked at everything around him with interest.
However, at this moment, a shrill cry suddenly came, instantly breaking the harmony.
The sharp and sad cry not only attracted his attention, but also attracted the attention of many passers-by.
It turned out to be an old woman with wrinkles and gray hair. She collapsed on the ground, hugging her son's cold body tightly, crying heart-wrenchingly.
Her eyes were as red as walnuts, her eyes were filled with despair and helplessness, and she kept muttering: "My son, why did you leave like this? How could you live by leaving me alone?"
People around him surrounded him, some showed sympathy and kept shaking their heads and sighing; some were talking in a low voice.
A kind uncle walked up and comforted softly: "Old man, don't be too sad, it's important to take care of your health."
The old woman raised her head, looked at the uncle, and choked and said, "My son is gone when he is so young, and my heart is broken!"
Xi Yu looked at the tragic scene in front of him and couldn't help but sigh heavily, sighing in his heart: The death of a person is always so helpless and cannot be solved.
At this moment, an old man with a hunchback suddenly walked up to the old woman and said loudly: "Old woman, don't be sad. Master Changsheng has great powers and can resurrect the dead!"
As soon as these words were said, they were like a huge rock thrown into the calm lake, which instantly caused a sensation among many people.
People whispered to each other, their faces full of surprise and suspicion.
"Really? Master Changsheng actually has such magical skills?"
"Don't talk nonsense, there is no one that can bring people back to life!"
The old man straightened his slightly curved spine, his eyes were bright, and his expression was extremely firm and said loudly: "That is absolutely true, it's absolutely true! I saw it with my own eyes a few days ago, and the scene is still vivid in my mind!"
After saying that, the light of memories flashed in his eyes, as if he had returned to the scene at that time, and every wrinkle on his face was filled with seriousness and confidence.
The old woman's originally dull eyes instantly ignited a spark of surprise like a bean.
Her hands clutched the old man's sleeves like pliers, her voice trembled like a broken leaf in the wind, and asked in a crying voice: "Really? Don't coax me, the old woman, my heart is broken, and I can no longer withstand the tossing!"
The old man frowned, looked serious, raised his voice and said loudly, "I am so old, why do you want to deceive you? Can I use such a thing to talk nonsense? I swear to God that every word I say is true!"
The old woman's eyes were filled with desire and begging. She almost used all her strength to say anxiously: "Please, kind brother, please lead me quickly! Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, I will take my son to try it."
She said as she picked up her son's body with her trembling hands, as if she was afraid that this last hope would slip away.
So, many onlookers surrounded the old woman and the old man, and prepared to go together.
Xi Yu stood in the crowd, full of curiosity, but vaguely felt something was wrong.
He frowned and thought to himself, "Didn't it mean that Master Changsheng is resting? Why did it appear in other places? Could it be a scam? But the problem is that he has never seen Master Changsheng before, and he can't tell the truth at all. Forget it, let's go and have a look first."
As he thought about it, Xi Yu moved with the crowd. His eyes were always staring at the old woman and the old man in front of him. The doubts in his heart were like layers of fog that could not dissipate for a long time.
Everyone was moving along the way, and Xi Yu followed closely, but the doubts in his heart became heavier and heavier.
While walking, he paid attention to the expressions of the people around him, some looking forward to their faces, while others were half-believing and half-doubting.
"If this is really a scam, these people will be happy." Xi Yu was secretly worried.
After a while, the team arrived at a remote path. The surrounding scenery became more and more desolate, and Xi Yu couldn't help but raise his heart.
"No matter how you look at this place, it doesn't look like a place where Master Changsheng would appear." He felt more and more strange.
Then everyone continued to move forward and finally arrived at a village.
Under an ancient locust tree, an old monk sat.
He was wearing an old but neat cassock. The color of the cassock had faded away a lot of the brightness of the past. The slightly dim yellow was mixed with the mottled traces left by the years.
Many people recognized this famous Master Changsheng at a glance, and some people shouted excitedly: "It's Master Changsheng!"
The old man walked quickly to Master Changsheng and said anxiously, "Master, there is an old woman's son here who is dead. Please be merciful."
Master Changsheng looked at the old woman calmly. The old woman quickly put her son down gently, then knelt down on the ground with a "thump", burst into tears, and begged: "Master, please save my son, I'll kowtow to you." Her forehead hit the ground heavily, making a "bang" sound.
Master Changsheng leaned over and looked at the cold corpse, then folded his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and slowly said: "Life cannot be repeated, life and death are destined to be successful. I hope the donor will be mournful and follow the changes."
When the old woman heard this, she turned her head suddenly and asked the old man with a wide eyes wide open: "Didn't you say that the master can be resurrected? What's going on?"
The old man looked at Master Changsheng with a panic look on his face.
Master Changsheng looked calm and said lightly: "I have indeed resurrected the dead, but he must be a sincere and pious person."
When the old woman heard this, she quickly turned around and said anxiously: "Master, my old woman is absolutely pious. Please save my son."
After hearing this, the old woman began to kowtow heavily again, and the sound of her forehead hitting the ground seemed particularly clear in this quiet village.
Master Changsheng hurriedly reached out to support her and said, "Forget it, seeing that you are so pious, I will help you. But this matter is confidential, so don't disclose it to everyone present."
Then, Master Changsheng asked the old woman to carry her son and follow her, and said, "As for others, don't follow me."
Many people were originally looking forward to witnessing this magical resurrection process with their own eyes, but their faces were now filled with disappointment.
Someone couldn't help but mutter: "This is so disappointing, I still want to open my eyes."
But everyone also understood that the master's instructions should not be disobeyed, and could only obey helplessly and gradually disperse.
The old woman carried her son with joy and followed Master Changsheng away with brisk steps.
Xi Yu looked at their backs as they walked away and suddenly thought: "It would be great if I brought Song Shuwen."
Everyone gradually dispersed, and Xi Yu thought to himself: It is not convenient for him to go to that place, so why not let the secret guards go there.
However, because there are too many people and the secret guards are a little far from their place, Xi Yu spoke loudly: "You go."
This caused surprise to many people. They turned their heads and looked at Xi Yu, their faces full of confusion, and they thought to themselves: Who are you talking to?
However, everyone was curious for a moment, then ignored it and went to work on their own affairs.
Seeing this, Xi Yu stopped talking and walked away among the crowd.
Soon, he returned to the temple.
I saw a little monk sweeping the floor seriously with a broom. Xi Yu stepped forward and asked, "My little master, has Master Changsheng gone out?"
The little monk stopped the movements in his hand, closed his hands and replied, "Donor, Master Changsheng is still resting."
Xi Yu thought to himself: "It's indeed a scam, it's really outrageous!"
Thinking of this, he told the little monk in detail what happened in the village just now.
When the little monk heard this, he was shocked, widened his eyes and said, "There is such a thing."
However, Xi Yu comforted him and said, "My little master, don't worry, my companion has gone over to investigate."
After hearing this, the little monk clasped his hands together, pronounced the Buddha's name, and said, "Amitabha, that's good." Then he continued to lower his head and concentrate on sweeping the floor.
On the other side, in the Huang family's carved beams and painted buildings and the extraordinary courtyard, Master Huang's face was full of anger, his eyes wide open, and he announced loudly with gritted teeth: "From now on, I, Huang, officially deposed Shao Shufang, get out of this house immediately! Linglong, from now on, you are my wife!"
Linglong stood aside and couldn't help but feel ecstasy in her heart when she heard Mr. Huang's words.
When Shao Shufang heard this bolt-off announcement, she felt like she was struck by lightning. Her eyes were so wide that she almost jumped out of her eyes, her face full of disbelief and anger.
She hysterically complained to Young Master Huang: "You unconscience-lost man! I have paid so much for this family, how can you be so heartless? It is too unfair to me to deal with it like this!"
Young Master Huang was already angry at this time. He didn't listen to Shao Shufang's crying and complaints. He rushed up and punched her, and shouted viciously while beating: "You ungrateful shrew, don't mess around here! Get packed up for me quickly and don't let me see you again!"
Seeing that Mr. Huang was so angry, the girl was so frightened that she trembled all over, but she still knelt down with a trembling voice and begged for mercy: "Young Master, please forgive me, Madam! Although Madam is a little impulsive today, Linglong is really hateful. She not only provoked her words, but also beat her wife! Master, you have always been fair, why don't you care about this?"
The girl kept kowtowing while talking, and her forehead soon became red and swollen.
When Young Master Huang heard what the girl said, he not only did not have any pity, but was even more angry. The veins on his forehead swelled, and fire seemed to be spewing out of his eyes.
He rushed forward a few steps, raised his foot and kicked the girl hard, while cursing constantly: "You ignorant slut, you dare to talk nonsense in front of me. See if I don't teach you a lesson today, so that you can know what the rules are!"
Just at this chaotic moment, Shao Shufang endured her grief and anger, quickly walked up to her and grabbed the girl's hand. Her expression was sad but with a hint of determination, "Girl, since that's the case, let's go, why bother here and bring shame to herself."
After saying that, Shao Shufang pulled the girl and turned around. The two of them returned to the room to pack up their things with heavy steps.
A depressing atmosphere filled the room, and Shao Shufang's tears were circling in her eyes, but she tried to resist letting it fall.
The girl was sobbing while cleaning up.
After a while, Shao Shufang and the girl left with simple luggage.
On this side, Linglong pretended to be understanding on the surface, pulled Master Huang's arm and said coquettishly: "Young Master, don't make a family disagreement because of me, it's all Linglong."
When Master Huang heard this, he was even more happy and said, "It would be great if that stinky woman was half as sensible as you."
In this way, Linglong became the mistress of the family as she wished.
And her vicious temperament was soon revealed, and she also specially found the servant who complained in front of Young Master Huang.
Linglong's eyebrows were raised, her eyes were full of harshness, and she gritted her teeth and directly ordered the person: "Get this life-and-death thing to crippled, and then throw it out like throwing garbage!"
The servant was extremely frightened and begged for mercy, but Linglong was unmoved. He watched him beaten to pieces and was finally thrown out of the Huang family's door like a piece of rag.
In the temple, Xi Yu slowly entered the room.
The room was filled with a faint smell of sandalwood, and the faint candlelight swayed gently in the breeze.
As soon as he sat down, he felt an irresistible sleepiness coming and fell asleep unknowingly.
Time passed quietly. I don’t know how long it took, a slight sound of footsteps came, and it was not until the figure of the secret guard appeared at the door that the tranquility was broken.
The secret guard walked into the house with a look of guilt and nervous expression. After bowing and saluting, he apologized in a low voice: "Master, I deserve to die, I accidentally clamored for you to rest."
Xi Yu was awakened by the sound, sleepy, frowning, and displeased. After rubbing his eyes, he said impatiently: "Don't talk nonsense here! Tell me what's going on!"
The secret guard lowered his head slightly, and said calmly and slightly anxiously: "Master, the so-called Master Changsheng, that old monk, is indeed a complete liar. After discovering his true face, he immediately knocked him out. Please ask the Prime Minister to go to the trial and decide how to deal with it. As for the old woman, he took a lot of effort to get her into a room and tried to reason with her and let her recognize the true face of the liar, but she couldn't explain it clearly at all. In desperation, the subordinate had to temporarily let her unconscious so as not to cause trouble again."
After listening to the secret guard's report, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes. He tightened the corners of his mouth. After pondering for a moment, he nodded seriously and said in a deep voice: "Well, you've done a good job. Lead the way."
After saying that, Xi Yu neatly tidied up his sleeves, took firm and powerful steps, and walked out without hesitation.
The young monk who had swept the floor before was standing at the door.
I saw him fold his hands together and bow slightly, "Donor, where are you going in such a hurry?"
Chapter completed!