Chapter Twenty-Eight: A Thought

"How do you know they don't dare to kill, let alone come back. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Mo Lingyun was puzzled.

"Do you remember what I did after I put those siblings in the carriage just now?" Fu Yanxi said.

The young lady asked the slave maid to see if there were any clues on the men in black they had killed. The slave maid went to see, and there was indeed a strange mark on the arm of those men. Redsleeves interjected.

"Exactly. When the dead men in black fought against the sister and brother again, the accent of the scolding was the accent of the capital. Looking at the marks on his body again, it is not difficult to speculate that it is a secret dead man raised by a certain family. It is often said in the book that such a person must be on a secret mission. How can such people not know the style of our carriages? ”

"I asked Yuqi to deliberately lead his identity to the Pingnan Marquis Mansion, these people will definitely not dare to kill the people of the four princely mansions in the capital for fear of the secret of the master, so that we can seek a way to survive from it."

"Sister, this step is too dangerous, the slightest mistake will have unimaginable consequences." Mo Lingyun said in fear. "Never again! When you go back, tell your father that you have destroyed the carriage, and don't teach them to recognize it. ”

"That's what my mother said!" Fu Yanxi said coquettishly.

Mo Lingyun was so tempered by her that she didn't say anything more.

The carriage drove slowly again, and this time it finally arrived safely outside the Yuanjue Temple.

Xu is approaching the New Year, many people want to seek perfection for themselves and their families, so there is an endless stream of pilgrims coming and going outside Yuanjue Temple.

Mo Lingyun took Fu Yanxi to kowtow to the tablets of Mo Daru and Li enshrined in the treasure hall, and a sadness of missing his parents arose spontaneously from the bottom of his heart, and his expression was even more lonely.

Seeing this, Fu Yanxi gently grabbed Mo Lingyun's arm, trying her best to make her feel her attachment. Seeing that Mo Lingyun's expression eased a lot, he spoke:

"Mother, my grandfather must be a highly respected person, even if he is a young student today, he will also come here to pay tribute to a stick of incense." Fu Yanxi has great respect for her grandfather, whom she has never met.

"yes." Mo Lingyun said as he walked outward, "Your maternal grandfather was the supervisor of Heng'an Academy, and now many of the court's virtuous ministers and generals have been his students. Even your father is one of them. If it weren't for your father's studious habit of coming home to discuss with your grandfather, I wouldn't have ...... I'll tell you what to do. ”

As he spoke, an unnatural shyness appeared on Mo Lingyun's face.

Fu Yanxi secretly laughed in her heart that her mother's heart was like a girl, but her face was not revealed, and she asked again: "I think my mother must be very close to Princess Duanyang when she is young." ”

"The ...... back then" Mo Lingyun seemed to be caught in deep memories.

While Fu Yanxi was waiting for the following, Mo Lingyun stopped talking. Just an imperceptible sigh came out of his throat.

Fu Yanxi was completely sure that there must be some secrets between her mother and Princess Duanyang at this time, but could she check it herself? How can I check it? Who can you trust?

Mo Lingyun carried Fu Yanxi and Red Sleeves. As soon as Yuqi walked out of the treasure hall, he heard several ordinary women who had come to worship the Buddha talking on the side.

"His aunt, I heard that Master Huiyin has been giving lectures in Yuanjue Temple in the past few days, and many people have rushed to listen to it." A woman said mysteriously.

"I can't complain that there are so many people today, and I am sweating all over my head." Another woman was fanning her face with her hand.

"What's the matter, there are so many rich people in the capital, which round will get us." The third woman was not interested.

"His aunt, you don't know this." The first woman shook her head proudly, "This Master Huiyin is not a layman in the mortal world, people regard money as dung, and say that they only preach to people who are destined, and the rest is useless for the king of heaven!" ”

"What you said is true?" The other two women were excited.

"Is that not it?" The woman looked like she knew it all over her chest.

"Then I have to go and see, maybe I can ask when that kid from my family will be able to ask for a daughter-in-law!"

The three women left noisily, and Mo Lingyun was very moved when she listened to their conversation.

"Sister-in-law, let's go and have a look. This Master Hui Yin is very famous, and I heard that even the lady in the palace refused to see it. ”

"Okay, listen to Mother." Fu Yanxi replied obediently. She also really wanted to see who that Master Huiyin was, but she didn't know who would be that fateful person.

Mo Lingyun and Fu Yanxi followed the flow of people to a remote courtyard, the courtyard was full of dead branches and leaves, and only a little monk was struggling to clean it with a big broom. The good men and women who came to the hospital were crowded at the door, and no one could enter the courtyard at will.

Fu Yanxi was looking around, only to see a middle-aged monk walk out of the small thatched hut in the courtyard, and said to the people in front of the door: "Please enter the courtyard in turn, the master will tell the destined people what they want to know." ”

The crowd was in a commotion when they heard this, and Fu Yanxi was even more curious about this Master Huiyin.

Seeing one person after another entering with hope, but most of them came out with a depressed face, and only a few people with ecstatic expressions, Fu Yanxi felt that her heart was beating faster.

Mo Lingyun didn't have too many extravagant expectations, he just wanted to come and see it, so even if he didn't hear anything from Master Huiyin, he was not disappointed.

Fu Yanxi walked into the small courtyard nervously, and the little monk who swept the floor raised his eyes and glanced at her quickly, and then lowered his head again. She was about to say something, when she heard a slightly old and hoarse voice in the room.

"The donor comes from the underworld, which is a rare cause in the world. The fate has changed and the fate is undecided, and the gains and losses are in one thought. Remember the road of the world, only follow its natural ear. ”

This voice seemed to come from outside the sky, and Fu Yanxi was stunned for a moment. The meaning of Master Huiyin's words can only be understood by herself.

Who is this Master Huiyin, who is sacred, who can know her such an obscure secret, and can also see through her greatest desire to cross the netherworld and be reborn in a lifetime.

Fu Yanxi's heart was beating like thunder, and she wanted to ask more carefully, but the little monk who was sweeping the floor suddenly walked in front of her and said expressionlessly: "Donor, please go back." ”

Fu Yanxi looked back into the hut step by step, but could only see mottled panes and a vague shadow.

Seeing that Fu Yanxi's steps were slightly staggering, and her face was a little pale, Yuqi took a few steps forward to support her.

"Sister-in-law?" Mo Lingyun asked with concern.

"Mother, I'm fine. Today's long journey, a little tired. Fu Yanxi lied to her mother for the first time.

"You have always been in poor health, but today is indeed a long time coming, go back and rest." Mo Lingyun did not doubt him, took Fu Yanxi's hand, and the two walked out of the temple hand in hand.