When she went back, Shangguan Moxun stopped teasing her intentionally. Song Ruoxi felt like she was riding a roller coaster and giggled happily. Shangguan Moxun's lips raised lightly, and she was really a little girl.

Not far from the gate of Jinglian Temple, Shangguan Moxun put down Song Ruoxi.

"Thank you for sending me back." Song Ruoxi thanked him, took two steps forward, and turned around, "I will help you persuade Aunt An."

Shangguan Moxun's eyes lit up.

"But if Aunt An is willing to listen, I won't promise." Song Ruoxi quickly added.

"I'll come again at noon the day after tomorrow." Shangguan Moxun had other things to do.

Song Ruoxi nodded, "Then I'll go in first."

Looking at Song Ruoxi leaving, Shangguan Moxun's lips raised slightly, with a smile in his eyes. He hoped that he could take this opportunity to make his elder brother and sister-in-law reconcile as before, so that his elder brother would not bother with his brother every day.

The nun guarding the mountain gate saw Song Ruoxi walking in from outside, was stunned for a moment and asked, "Uncle Master, when did you go out?"

"It's already the twelfth lunar month. I'll come out to see why the people who delivered the goods in my house haven't come yet." Telling them that it was a bit embarrassing for being kidnapped, Song Ruoxi deliberately answered the question that was irrelevant.

The nuns laughed, "The wind is strong here in Uncle Master. When someone comes, the disciples will go and inform Uncle Master."

"Okay, okay." Song Ruoxi smiled, "Then I'll go back first."

Song Ruoxi did not go back to the meditation room directly, but went to the meditation room to meet Huijin, "Master, can you go in?"

"Come in."

Song Ruoxi pushed the door and entered. Heat mixed with Buddha fragrance came to his face. His nose itchy and sneezes, "Hajiu!"

"It's cold?" Huijin sat on the cushion, lowered her eyebrows and slowly pulled the rosary in her hand. Hearing her sneeze, he asked with concern.

"It's not cold, it's hot." Song Ruoxi sat cross-legged on another cushion.

"What are you going to do?" Huijin asked.

"I'm going to see the plum blossoms."

"Does it look good?"

Song Ruoxi sighed: "The snow is too heavy, and it presses the wintersweet flowers, which is not good-looking."

"There are still flowers on the branches while the cold wind blows over it."

Song Ruoxi's eyes fluttered and she chuckled, "Well, although she didn't see the flowers, she had already smelled the fragrance, so this trip is worth it."

Huijin nodded with a smile and said, "Go back to your room, Sanya and the others are very worried about you."

Song Ruoxi sat without moving, "Master."

Huijin looked up at her, "Is there anything I want to say to my teacher?"

"Master, tell me about Aunt An's past, okay?" Only by understanding the causes and consequences can we get to the point and persuade An Yu smoothly. Song Ruoxi did not want to return without success.

"The matter has become a thing, why bother to mention it again?"

"It's not that I want to mention it, it's because Aunt An has already let go, but Lu Xiuqi has not. If you don't really end this grudge between them, Aunt An can't achieve the right result." Song Ruoxi said in a suang.

"Amitabha!" Hui Jin lowered his eyelids, "I bowed my head and took refuge in Susiedi, and bowed to Seven Kyutis. Now I praise Da Cunti, but I only wish to protect him with compassion. Namo Sadoran, Samyaksambodhi, Kotiran, Tani, Tani, Om, Zheli, Cunti Savaha."

After she finished reciting the spell, Song Ruoxi came to her and said coquettishly: "Master, just tell me, I promise not to do anything randomly."

"Doing good deeds to save people from danger, women are confused and confused, and their hearts cannot see through. So the virtues of high spirits, great happiness, endless blessings of descendants, and loyalty and wisdom relatives, which ruin the joy and entertainment of a while." Huijin is a practitioner, so it is not convenient to talk about Lu Xiuqi's mistakes in detail, but only talk about the cause. Anyway, Song Ruoxi's intelligence can definitely understand the same and other things.

A vulgar hero saving beauty story, Song Ruoxi curled his lips contemptuously, Lu Xiuqi's eyes narrowed the shit. With a beautiful woman like An Yu around him, she can still be confused by vulgar fans. After all, it is not a man's bad nature, and he is greedy for freshness.

A bad man is not worth helping. But in front of Shangguan Moxun, she said to persuade An Yu, but Song Ruoxi didn't want to break her trust. However, when facing An Yu, she didn't know how to speak, and she played the guizheng absent-mindedly, and she couldn't make a tune and couldn't make a tune.

"What's wrong with you today? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" An Yu touched her forehead and frowned slightly, "It's not hot!"

"I'm not feeling uncomfortable." Song Ruoxi bit his lip and his eyes turned, "Aunt An, I have something to say to you, but I don't know what to say."

An Yu smiled and sat down in front of her, "You can say whatever you want, where do you get so many concerns."

Song Ruoxi's eyes flashed and she said, "Aunt An, I know Lu Xiuqi is injured. He wants to see you."

"How did you know about this?" An Yu was surprised.

"It was told by the man named Mo Xun."

An Yu's expression had not changed and she asked calmly: "What's the matter?"

"Aunt An, you don't want to see him. Do you still have resentment in your heart?"

"I answered this question a year ago."

"Aunt An, if you really have no complaints in your heart, why don't you want to see him?"

"Seeing and not seeing are both unseen; understanding and not understanding are both unseen. The view of no seeing is called true view; the interpretation of no interpretation is called great interpretation."

Song Ruoxi frowned. He really didn't like to listen to these profound Zen words. It would be better to follow the flow and use Buddhist scriptures and Zen principles to convince her, "Aunt An, my Buddha is compassionate and save all living beings. People who are lost in the world need to save them. Lu Xiuqi felt guilty and could not let go of it. This is the demon of the heart. You should let him know that you really forgiving him. If you don't see him, it's not that you hate him, but that your fate has ended. Let him let go of his obsession and get spiritual liberation. This is to do good and accumulate virtue, which can increase blessings and be beneficial to practice."

An Yu lowered her head and pondered for a long time, raised her eyes and asked, "What you said is reasonable, but what should I do?"

Song Ruoxi thought for a while and came up with an idea: "You copy the Four Pure and Ming Teachings in the "Lingyun Sutra" and then write a letter to him of the Buddha. I hope he can suddenly realize this, forget the vague grievances, love and hatred in the world, convert to my Buddha, and get rid of the cycle of life and death."

An Yu's eyes turned slightly, she chuckled, and said, "This is reasonable, so I will copy the scriptures and write a letter. I hope he will let go of his obsession!"

"Then copy it now!" Song Ruoxi was afraid that An Yu would regret it, so he made a fuss while the iron was hot, and diligently went to the side of the desk to lay paper and grind ink.

Seeing this, An Yu smiled slightly and walked over.

"How can I conquer the mind? I call it a warning? If all sentient beings in the world and the six realms of the world do not lust, they will not follow their life and death. If you practice Samadhi, you are originally out of the world; if your lustful mind is not removed, the dust cannot be out of the world..." When An Yu finished copying the scriptures and writing the letter, Song Ruoxi avoided it and went to the kitchen to find the silkworm girl.
Chapter completed!