Huijin clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and said, "The relationship between you and your master and disciple is destined in your previous life. In this life, you will help you and treat you well is the cycle of cause and effect. Good causes will bring good results, so there is no need to explain in detail."

Song Ruoxi was not very satisfied with this answer, but she knew that as long as Huijin was involved in the cycle of cause and effect, she would not have a real answer if she continued to ask questions. She had to press and not mention it and say what Huijin liked, "Master, I will return to the Song family in the future and recite scriptures and Buddha every day, and practice well, and will not be infected with evil thoughts in the world."

"You can do things in the world, not the world's will. Practicing at home is no different from being in a temple. You don't need to recite scriptures and Buddha every day, just do six fasting days every month. In the future, you should make more good relationships with others and never create evil deeds." Huijin Zhengyan said.

"The disciples remember the teachings of Master." Song Ruoxi clasped his hands together and bowed, "Do not disturb Master chanting sutras and Buddhas, and the disciples will leave."

When Song Ruoxi retreated, Huijin lowered his eyelids slightly, chanted the Buddha's name, and murmured to himself indescribable: "My Buddha is merciful and pity for sentient beings. The Dharma is boundless and overcome all sufferings. May the good cause of today be avoided from the disaster of fire burning in the next day. Amitabha Buddha, how good it is."

The next day, after using the premature vegetarian, Song Huai came to Huijin confidently. After entering the door, he respectfully folded his hands together and bowed to Huijin, "Master is polite."

"The little donor is polite, please sit down." Hui Jin smiled indifferently.

Song Huai sat cross-legged on the cushion and said politely: "My sister has been taken care of by her master over the years and is healthy. I thank her father and mother for her care."

"Minni and Jingchen have a relationship with each other, so the little donor does not need to thank him." Huijin brought up a pot of tea and poured tea, "The little donor asked to drink tea."

Song Huaiduan took a sip of the cup, and the tea was bitter and frowned slightly.

"Master, filial piety is the first priority. My sister has been away from home for several years. My parents are very concerned about it. I miss you day and night, hoping that my daughter can be happy. I am here to pick up my sister home today, and I hope my master will allow you." Song Huai said bluntly.

Huijin slowly fiddled with the rosary in her hand, "The sick and weak body will only make the elders worried. Please tell the little donor to Lingzun Lingtang that Jingchen must stay in the temple to recuperate, and wait until September of the eleventh year of Defeng to pick her up again."

"Master, although my sister's body cannot be said to be strong, it is too exaggerated to say that she is sick and weak." Song Huai's face was slightly dark, "I don't understand why my master wants to force my sister to stay in the temple?"

"Everything has a fixed number. If you should stay, stay; if you should go back, you should go back. Don't force it." Hui Jin issued an order to expel guests, "Little donor, please go back!"

"My sister is the legitimate daughter of the Song family, not the daughter of an ordinary family. You can let the gods do it. Please ask the gods to think about it." Song Huai was young and couldn't help but feel anxious. When he was anxious, he carried the Song family to suppress Huijin.

Huijin was unmoved, her eyes slightly closed, as if she had entered into meditation.

"I don't care whether you agree or not, I must take my sister away." Song Huai was angry, suddenly rose and walked towards the door.

"Little donor, without the permission of Pomni, Jingchen will not follow you. She will not worry her parents, nor will she let down her teacher's kindness." Huijin said slowly.

"You!" Song Huai turned around and stared at Hui Jin, his eyes full of anger, and his fists were tightly clenched, "You are full of lies. You are not a god nun at all. You are a vicious witch. You dare to deceive my sister."

Huijin didn't care about Song Huai's bad words at all. He chanted the Buddha's name and said again: "Little donor, don't say much, please go back!"

"Hui Jin, listen to me. If my sister is hurt, I will never spare you easily." Song Huai's face turned red with anger and his hair was angrily, but his simple sister believed the witch's words and could not take them away. He could only say harsh words and rush out.

"How is it?" Song Ruoxi saw Song Huai coming out and asked.

"Sister, let's go now." Song Huai grabbed Song Ruoxi's hand and dragged her towards the yard gate.

"Let's leave now? Master agrees?" Song Ruoxi was surprised and looked at opening the wooden door. Did the master change his mind?

"Sister, don't worry about whether she agrees or not, just go back with me." Song Huai didn't believe it. He wanted to take his sister away. The nuns in the temple dared to stop him.

"No, Master disagrees, I won't go with you." Song Ruoxi shook his hand away.

"Sister, don't believe her words too much. She is not a good person." Song Huai was furious. The damn old witch would deceive his innocent sister, who obeyed her orders.

"Master is the god nun granted by the late emperor, don't talk nonsense."

"Sister." Song Huai was so angry that he jumped, "You, oh! You're so angry!"

"Don't be angry or not." Song Ruoxi smiled and comforted him, "Tell my sister, what did my master say?"

"She said, you still have to stay in the temple to recuperate until September of the eleventh year of Defeng." Song Huai said angrily.

"It's less than two years since September of the 11th year of Defeng. It's over soon. Just come and pick up your sister again." Song Ruoxi coaxed him.

"Sister, I don't want you to stay here and continue to suffer." Song Huai said with a heartache.

"I didn't suffer, I'm fine here." Song Ruoxi has adapted to the leisurely life in the temple and feels that there is nothing wrong with living here for a lifetime.

"How could you be here? No one is waiting for you." Song Huai thought of the three sisters who were serving the family, and felt that his sister had suffered a lot here.

"I have fragrant embroidery and vanilla around me." Song Ruoxi patted his face gently, "I will take good care of myself."

"elder sister……"

"Okay Huai'er, don't be stern." Song Ruoxi coaxed him, "Come on, smile and show my sister."

"Sister, Huai'er has grown up!" Song Huai was dissatisfied with Song Ruoxi coaxing him in a tone of coaxing a child, and pouting.

"Sister knows that Huai'er has grown up, so Huai'er can't throw a tantrum. Just laugh for her to show her." Song Ruoxi continued to coax him.

Song Huai forced himself to pull the corner of his mouth, saying that he smiled and showed it to her.

"It snowed a few days ago, and ice flowers were hanging on the pine trees. It was very beautiful. I will take you to see it." Song Ruoxi said softly.

"Okay." Song Huai sighed helplessly. This time he returned without success, his mother would definitely be very sad.
Chapter completed!