Chapter 717: Hurry up and return my husband to me
"The little monk expected the princess to come today." Qingxu said with a smile, his eyes falling on Yangzi, "This little donor looks like It looks very familiar.”
Mu Wan. Xi knew that Qingxu had recognized Yangzi, but was just doing Tai Chi deliberately, so he smiled and said: "Master Qingxu must have recognized it, this is Yangzi."
"Princess is here today. I want to keep this young master in the temple," Qingxu said.
"Master Qingxu has a clever plan." Mu Wanxi said with a smile, "Yang Zai follows Master Qingxu, so I can rest assured."
Qingxu knew that there was no way he could refuse Mu Wanxi, and a helpless look flashed in his eyes.
In fact, most temples are not willing to accept Yangzi because of his origins, because they feel that his shady origins will pollute the purity of this important place of Buddhism.
This is why Mu Wanxi sent Yangzi to Jiuyang Temple. There were many eminent monks in Jiuyang Temple, and she felt that those eminent monks would not have such narrow-minded ideas.
"Is the young master willing to stay here?" Qingxu asked, "After all, the life in the temple is closed to the princess mansion."
The life in this temple is not only inferior to The Princess Mansion is simply far behind.
You have to get up very early every day to do morning classes, eat fast, chant Buddha's name, and do menial work.
Yang Zai felt that Qingxu was looking down on him by asking this.
"Bald...Master Qingxu, are you looking down on me?" Yangzi's face bulged into a pufferfish, and he looked at Qingxu angrily and asked.
Qingxu quickly smiled and shook his head: "Amitabha, I don't mean this, little monk."
"Humph." Yangzi raised his face to the side and stopped looking at Qingxu.
"Yangzai is a child who can endure hardship." Mu Wanxi put his hand on Yangzai's head and said warmly.
Just as Qingxu was about to say something else, a young monk hurriedly ran in from outside and said to Qingxu: "No, it's not good. Host, the female donor is here again. She wants to Commit suicide in Qiming Hall!" After hearing this, Qingxu's expression suddenly changed, and he stood up and followed the young monk without caring about anything else.
Mu Wanxi and Yang Zai looked at each other, one big and one small stood up and quickly kept up with their emotions.
Qiming Hall is the main hall. Usually pilgrims come to burn incense and pray for merit in Qiming Hall.
As for Yage, it was in the backyard. As soon as Mu Wanxi and Yangzi arrived in the front yard, they heard the woman's heartbreaking cry.
"Bring me out, my minister! Otherwise I will die here!"
Many pilgrims watching the fun have gathered outside Qiming Hall, and several monks are frowning. Stand there.
When the monks saw Qingxu coming, their eyes lit up and they said to the pilgrims: "Please give way to all the donors. The host is here, please come in."
Those who surrounded us said When the pilgrims at the door heard this, they consciously moved out of the way.
Mu Wanxi held Yang Zai's hand and followed Qingxu's footsteps, and walked together into Qiming Hall.
There were several monks in Qiming Hall, surrounding a woman.
The woman was wearing patched clothes, with dark complexion and messy hair. She was holding a shiny dagger against her neck, with faint traces of blood overflowing from the tip.
The woman's eyes were crazy, but the corners of her lips were raised. She had lost her mind at a glance.
"I want my husband! Give me my husband back quickly! Otherwise I will die here! Die here! Do you hear that?!" the woman shouted loudly.
(End of this chapter)