In addition to being famous for its miracles, Huangjue Temple is also very famous for its vegetarian food in the temple.

I heard that even the emperor was full of praise for the vegetarian food of Huangjue Temple, and it was because of the people who came to Huangjue Temple to offer incense, as long as there was no emergency, most of them would stay here for a meal.

There is nothing important in the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion, and Mu Qingwan rarely goes out, since it is not easy to go out this time, he naturally wants to stay and taste the vegetarian food of Huangjue Temple.

Because it was still early at this time, Mu Qingwan and Feng Zhige decided to walk around in Huangjue Temple.

As for Feng Mingxiang, he glanced at the two of them with some hesitation, and said, "Aunt Wan, sister, I want to go and see my father'......"

Feng Zhige didn't react when he heard this, but Mu Qingwan was silent for a while when he heard this.

If it weren't for Feng Mingxiang mentioning it, she would hardly have remembered that Feng Lin was practicing in Huangjue Temple.

It turned out that at some point, Feng Lin had become dispensable in her heart?

Twenty years ago, the two people who were in love with each other, how could they have thought that between them, they would also come to such a point?

After a long time, Mu Qingwan sighed softly, nodded to Feng Mingxiang and said, "Go ahead and see if there is anything missing from your father." ”

Feng Mingxiang nodded, made an appointment with Mu Qingwan and Feng Zhige for lunch time to eat together, and then went to Feng Lin's place of cultivation.

Looking at Feng Mingxiang's back, Mu Qingwan also felt a little emotion in her heart.

The pair of children born to Zhao Youjun is really worlds apart, Feng Mingxiang is not only pure and kind-hearted, but also very filial, not only often let people send things to Huangjue Temple, but even Ciyun Nunnery has not been left behind.

On the other hand, Feng Mingwu, all she thought about all day long was what to look good at, after Feng Lin and Zhao Youjun left the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion, they never heard her mention her parents once.

Anyway, even if Zhao Youjun is wrong in a thousand ways, he has nothing to say to this daughter, and now that Feng Mingwu is like this, how can he not be chilling.

Compare to the phoenix dance. Mu Qingwan looked at Feng Zhige standing beside her, and couldn't help but show a satisfied smile on her face, it's better for her to stop singing, she has such a daughter. She would have nothing else to ask for in this life.

Huangjue Temple as the royal temple of the Dawu Dynasty, covers an area of extremely wide, this whole Wuling Mountain almost belongs to the Huangjue Temple, one by one the main halls are built around the mountain, row upon row. Spectacular.

Feng Zhige and Mu Qingwan came out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and were about to ask the little novice in the temple where the best scenery was in the temple, but they heard a sudden sound of hurried footsteps behind them.

Seeing that Mingjing seemed to be looking for the two of them, Mu Qingwan said with some surprise: "I don't know what the master is about?" ”

Mingjing's expression at this time was very subtle, he naturally heard Mu Qingwan's words, but his gaze crossed over Mu Qingwan, and finally fell on Feng Zhige's body, and he looked at Feng Zhige without a trace. It's as if you're looking at something extremely rare.

"The master is here to stop singing?" Seeing the clear and clean appearance, Mu Qingwan also saw some clues.

Merely......

Since he woke up, he has never been to Huangjue Temple, and he should not know the monks in the temple.

Moreover, when we met before, Master Mingjing didn't look anything unusual, why didn't it take long for him to look like he was looking for something to stop singing?

Mu Qingwan was puzzled.

Coming back to his senses because of Mu Qingwan's question, Mingjing also realized that his reaction was probably to make the female benefactor in front of him a little strange, so he titheed the two of them with their hands together and said, "The two donors are polite." I know that Uncle Ran wants to meet this little benefactor, but I don't know ...... two of them."

This request is a bit abrupt, and Mingjing is also a little embarrassed.

Mingjing was also full of doubts in his heart at this time.

He had previously talked to Mu Qingwan and a few others, and the Buddhism in Huangjue Temple was the most profound. It's not that he's presiding over the void, but it's clear that he never takes care of things.

Not only does he not care about things, but he rarely shows up, Mingjing has been a monk in Huangjue Temple for more than ten years, and he is a high-ranking disciple who has presided over the sky, and the number of times he has seen Ran is also only a handful.

How this time. Knowing that Uncle Ran suddenly sent a message to see this female benefactor?

Mu Qingwan looked at Feng Zhige with an inquiry in his eyes.

This is Huangjue Temple, and it was Master Mingjing who came to invite him personally, Mu Qingwan naturally didn't worry about Feng Zhige's safety here, and her inquiry just didn't know if Feng Zhige was willing to meet that Master Zhiran.

Master Ran's full stop, Mu Qingwan has heard of it, it is said that it was this Master Ran who saved the emperor in danger.

There were several versions of rumors about Master Ran in Beijing many years ago, some of which said that Master Ran was a monk who not only had the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, but also had the art of resurrecting the dead. Some are even more exaggerated, directly saying that Master Ran is the Arhat of the world.

No matter how many versions there are, one thing that remains the same is that everyone believes that there are many things magical about Master Ran.

After smelling the stigma incense before, Mu Qingwan also faintly believed this in his heart.

"Zhige, do you want to meet Master Ran?" Mu Qingwan asked.

Feng Zhige only thought for a moment, then nodded.

Knowing this person, Feng Zhige knew each other, although the two did not meet many times, they could be regarded as old friends.

Feng Zhige had a hunch, he knew something, if it weren't for that, how could he suddenly want to see himself after not seeing outsiders for so many years?

Seeing Feng Zhige nodding, Mingjing also breathed a sigh of relief.

In the hearts of all the monks in Huangjue Temple, the image of Ran has been somewhat deified, and the same is true of Mingjing, and it is rare for Uncle Ran to tell him one thing, if he can't do it, he is also ashamed in his heart.

Mingjing was anxious to take Feng Zhige to see him, and hurriedly placed Mu Qingwan in a nearby meditation room, and then led Feng Zhige all the way to the mountain.

Knowing that although he has lived in Huangjue Temple over the years, he has never seen outsiders, and he can be regarded as living in seclusion here, and the place where he lives is the top of Wuling Mountain.

The more Wuling Mountain goes up, the steeper it becomes, if it weren't for a stone ladder paved with bluestone slabs on the mountain, I'm afraid it would be a big problem to go up and down the mountain.

When Feng Zhige followed Mingjing to the top of Wuling Mountain, it was the time when the rising sun was full of golden glow, and the fiery red morning sun accompanied by the brilliant morning glow pierced through the thick clouds and sprinkled the light on the earth, this scene was enough to shock all the people who watched the scene.

It's just that because the top of the mountain is not open to pilgrims, there are only three or two people who can see this scene at this time.

Wait for the phoenix to watch the sunrise. Only to find that Mingjing, who had originally gone up the mountain with her, was no longer here, and instead stood side by side with her, a monk who looked about seventy years old and wore a simple robe.

The monk was thin, though he was old. But his spirit is very good, especially a pair of clear and wise eyes that do not match his age, which makes people get real peace at first sight.

Sensing Feng Zhige's gaze, the monk put his hands together and titheed: "Amitabha, I haven't seen you for many years." Don't come unharmed. ”

Feng Zhige first arrived in the capital, and he had never seen this monk since he came to the capital, but this monk opened his mouth and said, "Don't come to harm."

If it were a different person, it would probably feel inexplicable, but Feng Zhige was not surprised at all, if the famous master of Ran didn't have some skills, how could he be worthy of his fame?

Besides, she had already guessed it when she was down the mountain, so how could she be surprised.

Smiling slightly, Feng Zhige replied with a salute. "After many years, the master is still as beautiful as ever."

This is not Feng Zhige's compliment, as early as many years ago, when she first saw Ran, she was already like this, but she didn't expect that twenty or thirty years had passed, and the ruthless time didn't seem to have left traces on Ran.

He showed a gentle smile, gently twisted the Buddha beads in his hand, and said with some emotion: "When I first met the donor." The poor monk has already seen that the donor will have a great calamity, if he can survive this calamity, he will naturally stand proudly in the sky from now on, but if he can't survive this calamity......"

Speaking of which. Some memories appeared on his face, "It should be a death calamity, but there is a way out of the impossible." The poor monk has been puzzled about this matter for many years, and it was not until a few years ago that he finally had some gains. ”

looked at Feng Zhige with emotion, and there was a little more surprise in his gentle eyes. "The world is so big, there is really everything, and the donor is deeply blessed, and he should have this adventure."

Feng Zhige was silent when he heard this, and after a long time, the corners of his lips turned up slightly, and he said with mockery: "I'm afraid that the master is wrong, how can I be considered to be blessed, if I am really blessed, how can I end up with such a result?" ”

Ran also followed silently.

He has been a monk since he was a child, and he has studied Buddhism with his master, and he has his own opinions on the things of this world, but he was also quite helpless in the matter of Hansu back then.

How the Dawu Dynasty was established, it is clear from the beginning to the end, a woman like Han Su, almost half of the Dawu Dynasty with her own hands, it stands to reason that such a person should be a collection of a country's luck, but where this kind of person has great luck, it is almost impossible to fall so lightly.

But the cold vegetarian of the year ......

Perhaps, the reason why this female benefactor can have this adventure now is that the Heavenly Dao in the dark compensates her?

After thinking about it hard, he could only come up with such an answer that he didn't know whether it was right or wrong.

Feng Zhige didn't want to talk about these strange topics with Ran, she turned her head to look at Ran, and asked bluntly: "Master Ran wants to see me this time, just to say this?" ”

Ran retracted his thoughts, no longer thinking about those doubts, although he didn't meet this female donor many times back then, but he also knew the temperament of this female donor, if he didn't make his intentions clear, I'm afraid that this female donor would really turn around and leave, right?

In this capital, even the current emperor is very polite and respectful when he sees him, and probably only this female benefactor can ignore him like this.

Therefore, he no longer went around in circles, he said: "The female benefactor has returned to the world this time, but she wants to seek justice for what happened back then?" ”

The person who made such a contribution to the Dawu Dynasty finally died in the court in that way, even if it is clear that she is indeed qualified to seek justice from the person on the dragon chair in this world.

Feng Zhige's phoenix eyes rose slightly, and he looked at him with a smile, "What kind of answer do you want me to give when the master asks like this?" Yes and how, no, and what? ”

Feng Zhige was actually a little unpleasant to see back then, she admitted that she did have some skills, and some magical means that she couldn't understand, but she was not a kind-hearted person, so naturally she couldn't see these monks open their mouths to be compassionate and shut up for the sake of the world.

Ran was slightly stunned, "Don't misunderstand, the poor monk doesn't want to persuade the donor to give up seeking justice for himself, it's just that the poor monk hopes that the donor will take this road of revenge." I can think about it for the people of the world, the foundation of the Dawu Dynasty has only gradually stabilized in the past 20 years, and the people have only lived a peaceful life for a short time, if the war breaks out again......"

Speaking of which. A look of compassion flashed in his eyes.

Feng Zhige glanced at it with some amusement, "Does the master think that I am going to fight again like I did back then?" It's enough to do that kind of thing once, but it's very tiring to fight the world. Now I don't want to bother with that god anymore, so don't worry, Master. ”

Although the answer given by Feng Zhige was what he wanted to hear, there was still hesitation in his eyes, "But...... If the poor monk sees it correctly, the world is bound to experience another turmoil, and this turmoil should be on the benefactor. ”

If it weren't for this, how could he have a special view of Feng Zhige.

Feng Zhige's face turned cold when she heard this, although she maintained a lot of respect for Ran Ran, but this did not mean that she would believe what Ran said. It doesn't mean that you can tell her what she did.

"The master's statement is also interesting, I am just an ordinary boudoir woman now, how can I have such a great ability to cause turmoil in the world, and besides, if the country of the Great Wu Dynasty is so light and turbulent, there must be many problems in the meantime, even if I don't do anything, I'm afraid there will be other problems."

"Master, can you handle it?" Feng Zhige said lightly, not restraining the ridicule in his tone at all because the person in front of him was a high-ranking monk respected by everyone.

There was silence. He also knew that his requirements for Feng Zhige were a little unreasonable, but he had already formed the concept of taking the common people in the world as his responsibility for many years, knowing that the world might be chaotic, how could he pretend not to know. Do nothing?

Seeing that he was silent, Feng Zhige smiled lightly, "Why should the master be embarrassed, if the master really doesn't want this life to be damaged, it's not impossible, it's very simple." As long as I tell Zhao Tiannan about my return, then this qiē will be over. Although Zhao Tiannan is suspicious by nature, if these words come from the mouth of the master, he must be convinced. Believe it or not, once he knows that I am back, he will definitely use any means to kill me again? ”

After hearing this, his expression was awe-inspiring, and Zhengse said to Feng Zhige: "The donor laughed, although the poor monk can't bear to be displaced by the people in the world, but the matter between the donor and His Majesty has already had cause and effect, even if there is a result, it can only be decided by the two of them personally, how can the poor monk interfere in it?" ”

Feng Zhige pursed his lips slightly.

That's why she doesn't like him, but she doesn't hate him either.

Although this old monk is a little pedantic and wants to help the world all day long, he is very principled.

For example, now, if it were someone else, I am afraid that he would hold the idea that as long as the result is good, then the process is not important, and directly tell Zhao Tiannan about this matter, after all, compared with the people of the world, a person's safety is insignificant.

In fact, although Feng Zhige has been developing the power in her hands since her return, the time is still short, and secondly, her opponent is the one in the palace, if someone really tells Zhao Tiannan about her at this time, in the face of the blow of Zhao Tiannan, who has already sat on the imperial power, she will be defeated nine times out of ten.

Fortunately, Feng Zhige never thought of facing Zhao Tiannan head-on.

Removing the expression on her face, Feng Zhige turned to look at the rising sun, her hands behind her back, the golden red sunlight sprinkled on her, and with the clouds behind her as the background, the momentum around her body was like a mountain.

"The master's heart to help the world is really admirable, but I have always been selfish, once in my hometown, there is such a saying, after I die, even if the flood is monstrous, even the people around me, I dare not guarantee that I will be able to take care of it, so please forgive me for not giving up what I want to do for the so-called common people in the world. In my opinion, people's fate is always in their own hands, if you pin your own destiny on the kindness of others, even if you can be safe for a while, is it difficult to be safe for a lifetime? What does the master think? Feng Zhige raised his face to meet the sun, and his voice sounded a little ethereal.

There was silence again.

He had to admit that his goal today was probably impossible to achieve.

What surprised him even more was that his firm belief for so many years was actually shaken by the short words of this female benefactor.

When I die, even if the flood is terrible.

Although the words are ruthless, the heroism revealed in them, even if it is just like this, is enough to move people.

Thinking of the majesty who will come to him every year, even if he is an outsider, he can't help but sigh in his heart at this time, perhaps, the most wrong thing his majesty has done in his life is to let such a strange woman die in that way, right?

Over the years, every time His Majesty knocked on his side to ask if it was really possible for this female benefactor to return to the world, probably he didn't know how obvious the expectation in his eyes was when he mentioned this matter.

Majesty, he regrets it, right?

It's just that even he, a person who is not stained with red dust, knows that once he misses something, he will never have a chance to do it again, so why should His Majesty still have expectations?

The matter of Hongchen is really incomprehensible.

Turning his gaze to the red sun that leaped above the sea of clouds, he was just an old monk, since he couldn't influence the thoughts of others, he could only wait and see how things unfolded.

I only hope that the people of this world will suffer less. (To be continued.) )

PS: It's the end of the month, and if you still have a monthly pass in hand, don't be polite~