"Can I wear it too?" she looked up curiously at the woman.

"Of course, put it on and come with us to the scriptures. My son was there as well. Well, my son is a monk in this monastery. The woman said with a smile.

Mo Qing was stunned, this is more of a monk's temple, how can a woman wear a monk's robe here? But she didn't show it at all on her face, put down her bag, took off her coat, and put on the dress, which was inlaid with cotton, not cold. As for the strap, she wore such a similar strap-on in her dreams.

The woman looked at Mo Qing, who had changed into a monk's uniform, smiled so much that her eyes were about to narrow, and said happily, "Come with me!"

Mo Qing thought of her words, and was a little speechless, how could this woman let her son become a monk......?

"Hey, that's my son!" the woman walking in front of her suddenly interrupted Mo Qing's thoughts, pointed to a certain place and said to Mo Qing.

Mo Qing looked over, and sure enough, it was the young man who was knocking on the wooden fish in the side hall of the scripture, in his twenties, with a handsome face, he seemed to hear the sound of his mother's excited introduction, turned his face to look at Mo Qing, and looked away with an expressionless face-

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Mo Qing hurriedly thanked him and sent off Master Mo, who sat on the bed with the petals.

At this time, her mother pushed the door open and came in, and saw that she was still holding the flower and staring at it. Oh, in fact, Mo Qing is not looking blindly, but communicating with the spirit.

"Qingqing, you take this, put this petal inside, and hang it around your neck!" Mo Qing's mother was holding a small embroidered sachet in her hand, but the inside was empty, it was obvious that this was a discarded sachet bag she found out of nowhere, and the color of the embroidered orchid bamboo on it had also faded.

"Hanging around your neck?" Mo Qing glanced at the empty sachet and didn't take it.

And Mo Qing's mother took the petals from Mo Qing's hand and put them in, and said while pretending: "You disappeared last time, you don't know how worried your mother and I are...... I'm glad you're fine! You have to put this on my neck and I can't take it off, do you hear me?"

"Mom, how do you believe this, it's just a small petal, how can it ward off evil spirits! Oh, that Uncle Mo can't be a cultist, right?" Mo Qing looked anxious for her mother, of course, she was indeed a little puzzled about how her mother believed this, after all, her mother used to be an atheist.

"You kid, what are you talking about! No matter if it's useful or not, if you wear it, I'll feel at ease!" As she spoke, Mo Qing's mother hung up the sachet with the petals on Mo Qing.

"Mom, did he propose?" Mo Qing was curious, after all, her mother and that Master Mo were really like old husbands and wives, whether it was cooking in the kitchen, or between the dining tables, and collecting and washing dishes, they all cooperated quite tacitly.

To her father, how to say, her little impression is that although her mother and his father do not quarrel at three days, in short, they must not be harmonious, the most impressive time is that in front of the guests, his father threw the meat that his mother bought downstairs...... As for the cause, she forgot, they would always quarrel over such and such things.

"What are you talking about, you kid!" Mo Qing's mother diverted the conversation and asked about Mo Qing's situation at school, such as whether she could keep up with her studies? When she knew that Mo Qing had successfully passed the final exam and the pass exam last semester, Mo Qing's mother let go of a matter in her heart.

"Hey, Mom, didn't you say that Uncle Mo is your colleague, I remember that you were a part-time teacher at the nearby No. 2 Primary School, how is that Uncle Mo your colleague, he doesn't run a big company?"

Mo Qing's mother paused and said: "He, like me, is also a part-time teacher in the second primary school, the company has long been formalized, and with his godson watching, he doesn't need to put much effort into it." ”

"Is that okay? Anyway, Mom, don't be deceived, be vigilant!" Mo Qing played with the drooping beard strap on the sachet.

After Mo Qing's mother left the room, Mo Qing was sure that she was unlikely to come in again, so she took out the petals from the sachet and extracted the aura inside according to the way the spirit said.

It's just that the aura inside is really relatively small, only enough for her to cast three spells, and then it's gone, is the whole petal useless? But from the outside, it's not different from before.

"It's okay, tomorrow the aura inside will be there again. The divine soul explained: "This is actually a magic weapon of space, there is a spiritual spring in it, but that spiritual spring is only as big as a silk thread, and the flow rate is slow, but it is always a spiritual spring." Better than nothing. ”

"The space magic weapon, is there anything else in it, can I see it inside?" Mo Qing remembered the space magic weapon that the little fox in her dream contained a lot of belongings, and her divine sense could still see what was inside, but after she woke up, there was no more at all.

"No, this space magic weapon should actually be called the Spirit Silk Treasure Stream, but the natural space magic weapon formed by the natural aura fighting silk, attached to the tree is flowers, leaves, etc., falling on the riverside and the foothills is a stone, in the desert, it is a grain of sand, the form is thousands, however, it is extremely rare......"

Mo Qing listened to the explanation of the divine soul, and looked at the pale white and thin petals in the palm of his hand, which turned out to be such a thing~

"Then can you see that there is anything special about him, otherwise how could there be such a thing?" asked Mo Qing.

"He is an immortal cultivator, I originally thought that the aura in this realm was thin, and there would be no immortal cultivators, but in the last few days, it seems that it is not that there is no aura, but that aura is detained in some places. Also, if I'm not mistaken, the monk that day had a very strange aura on his body, and it was definitely not an ordinary Buddhist cultivator......"

The spirit is very concerned about this, he can feel that it is getting closer and closer to his body, but even if he sees it, it is not easy to take out the body smoothly, to return to his body smoothly, it has to rely on this woman, well, it has to rely on this woman.

Xi Mohe, Yu Liandong, Yu Lianxi, Yu Lianzhang, Li Yunxi, Wei Shen They came back, and they seemed to have really forgotten her. After all, it's been so long, and none of them have been found.

Every time she thinks of them, Mo Qing is always a little strange, of course, she always ignores this emotion in the past, isn't it a good thing to have a quiet and peaceful life now?

Her mother's experience made her not want to marry anyone, and her memory was starting to regress.

"You're already my lady!"

"I ...... I may not remember you, but you...... You must not forget me!"

"You must come to me...... Even if I don't recognize you anymore, you will definitely marry me! No matter what method you use, you will give birth to me!"

……

She obviously couldn't remember the appearance of the person who said these words to her, but these words seemed to be engraved in her mind, and they didn't become shallow for a moment, and she knew that that person was Wuhuan.

Recalling the last time Wu Huan rescued her, she scratched her head, Wu Huan really didn't remember her, was it to help him remember?

It doesn't matter, in short, Wuhuan is very good, although he is a monk, of course, because he is a monk, he will definitely not be able to hook up with a mistress like her biological father.

Now it's not ancient times, monks can also get married, at present, the most important thing is how to get close to Wuhuan, after all, he doesn't know that he wants to marry him.

Mo Qing took out the canine tooth that Wu Huan had originally hung on her wrist to ward off evil spirits, and put it next to the petal in her palm, comparing it, after all, these were two bizarre little things she had encountered recently.

At this moment, a strange change suddenly occurred in the palm of the hand, and the teeth and petals fused with the naked eye.

"Not good!" Mo Qing didn't have time to think about it, so she wanted to separate them, but before she could do so, the canine teeth and petals were gone, and it wasn't that there was no trace at all, and now she left a shadow of a petal on her palm, but the canine teeth were completely gone.

"What's going on?" Mo Qing immediately asked.

"Hey, this spiritual spring is a little bigger. The spirit also said in surprise.

"What about the canine teeth?" "That's what Wuhuan gave her, it's really to ward off evil spirits! She still believes in Wu Huan, after all, she saw that monster defeated by Wu Huan's hands, and Wu Huan gave her a way to ward off evil spirits, so she didn't see it, what should I do if the monster comes again?

"The power was sucked away by the spiritual spring, and it was gone. The spirit analyzed.

Then, as expected, the spirit also suggested that it was best for her to move to the monk and live with the monk.

"That monster will definitely come back to you!" the spirit emphasized.

This made Mo Qing a little worried, she couldn't always be in the monk's temple, but ...... Forget it, go to Wuhuan and ask, is there anything like that to ward off evil spirits.

And the matter of her mother, if Master Mo is really an immortal cultivator, is it necessary for him to make friends with her mother? Is there any special purpose? When your ability is not strong, you can go to Wuhuan, right, those who cultivate immortals or something, and people who are as powerful as Wuhuan in Buddhism......

Early the next morning, Mo Qing made an excuse and told her mother that she was going to the bookstore and going to the same school, and Mo Qing's mother had to go to work, so she told her a few times before leaving and left.

Mo Qing went to the bookstore to see if there were any Buddhist classics. Shortly after she went out, she was followed, of course, by the same two.

Mo Qing turned around unintentionally, and didn't see anything special, so he continued to walk towards his destination.

"Where is this going, Queen?" Da Hu whispered to Yu Lianbei in the back.

"Just look at it!" Yu Lianbei said.

followed Mo Qing into the library, Ningcheng is not big, and there are not many books on display in the library, most of them are teaching aids, computers, economics, novels...... , Mo Qing finally found a copy in a small corner of philosophy - "The Buddha Says the Amitabha Sutra". What is this Sutra?

She had heard of the Diamond Sutra, the Great Compassion Mantra, but she hadn't heard of this yet, so she opened it and looked, "That's what I smell." For a while, the Buddha was defending the country, and only the tree was given to the lonely garden. With the great bhikshu monks, 1,250 people, all of them are great arhats, all knowledge: Elder Sariputta, Maha Gandharan, Mahakasya, Mahakajanyan, Maha Kushira, Libharta, Zhouli Pandhaga, Nanda, Ananda, Rahuro, Chovan Potti", well, she has no patience to look at it, the cover is very good, similar to brocade, give gifts to the monk, you can give this, the monk will like it, so thinking, and reluctantly, his eyes wander between the bookshelves, there is really nothing else!

In short, he must understand, hey, why did he become a monk, but if he didn't become a monk, he wouldn't be able to save himself...... Mo Qing thought wildly, and didn't notice that someone followed her and bought the Buddhist scripture.

When she got out of the bookstore, she looked for a bus in the direction of the Big Buddha Temple.

It's the city center, just right there.

However, this bus cannot go directly to the parking lot of the Big Buddha Temple, but only to the bottom of the mountain of the Big Buddha Temple.

Mo Qing got off the bus, thought about it, got into a taxi again, and arrived outside the Big Buddha Temple, of course, the one that walked, the scenery all the way was very beautiful, even if you took the cable car, you could see a lot of beautiful scenery.

There are not many tourists in the temple, so it can be said that it is deserted, and occasionally you can see some volunteers.

Mo Qing walked towards the temple, she remembered the room where Wuhuan lived in this temple, she had been, walked through a few halls, and heard the sound of neat chanting, she curiously looked for the direction of the sound, and saw that in a side hall on the side of the main hall, there were many monks wearing ochre and black clothes sitting, following a few big monks chanting, and at this time, Mo Qing noticed that many of those wearing monk clothes were women, of course, they were women in their forties and fifties.

Most of the monks inside are old, only the one who knocks on the wooden fish is particularly young, and he looks a little handsome.

The chanting of the scriptures is very serious, and the tone is frustrated...... She listened for a while, and saw the workers from the two temples opposite, both of whom were very strong, in their early thirties, and one of them looked at her with a smile and intently, his eyes were obviously squinting, which made Mo Qing disgusted, and she turned around and walked towards her destination again.

Rounding a side hall, she was almost to the monk's house.

"Donor, you can't go any further!" a middle-aged woman in a monk's robe stopped her.

Mo Qing was a little stunned, when did the nun come to the monk's temple? Oh, it's not right, this middle-aged woman didn't shave her hair.

"Can't you go, the scriptures are very serious, the scriptures are very serious, and the scriptures are very serious, and the scriptures are frustrated...... She listened for a while, and just saw two opposite," Mo Qing explained.

"Looking for someone, who are you looking for? The people living in the back are all masters. ”

Only then did Mo Qing notice that this woman's Mandarin accent was a little strange, unlike a local. Thinking like this, Mo Qing asked directly.

"Yes, I'm a volunteer, I'm from the south, donor, do you want to go with us to listen to the scriptures?" The woman was very attentive, and in fact she was very kind-looking (to be continued. )