The next day, Shu Moci woke up in the thick morning bell, and found that she had no dreams all night, since she was reborn, she had nightmares almost every night, either dreaming that her mother had left her, or dreaming that Zhong's face was hideous and wanted to kill her, and then Yue'er was crying and struggling in the water, Shu Moci didn't know if it was really the Buddha who had a spirit, blessed this pure land, and had a simple freshening up, entered the main hall where the monks did the morning class, knelt at the back, closed his eyes and whispered along with the chanting, at this time the sky was just dawning.

An hour later, the morning class was over, the monks of all ages didn't seem to see Shu Moci kneeling behind, and withdrew in order without squinting, Shu Moci followed out of the hall silently, and Yingluo, who was guarding the door, breathed a sigh of relief, "Girl, are you okay?" ”

Shu Moci glanced at her, knew that he was speechless, and didn't dare to say any more, so he silently followed Shu Moci to the place where he lived.

Shu Di has a good relationship with the abbot of the White Horse Temple, and the White Horse Temple is not as famous as the Praruo Temple, and from time to time there are female relatives who borrow it, and the two rooms with the best location in the guest house are allocated to Shu Moci's master and servant, and the family sent by Shu Di to protect Shu Moci lives outside the temple.

Shu Moci only brought Xin's mother and Yingluo this time, and also brought a mother-in-law who did rough work, Xin's mother originally wanted to borrow a stove from the temple to make food for Shu Moci alone, but Shu Moci refused, only said that the general diet with the monks in the temple can be, Xin's mother can't, so she had to obey, seeing Shu Moci come back, she hurriedly called her mother-in-law to get breakfast, but it was a bowl of porridge, half a plate of steamed buns, Shu Moci didn't say anything, ate half a bowl of porridge and a steamed bun and put it down, copied the scriptures for an hour, and picked up the needle and thread.

A morning passed quickly, at noon Shu Moci was still in the temple with fasting, slept for a while and got up to copy the scriptures, do female red, and when the twilight bell rang, he went to the Buddhist hall to do evening classes with the monks in the temple, and after returning from the evening class, he simply ate something, walked back and forth in the courtyard a few times, and went back to bathe and sleep.

For a month, Shu Moci's life in the temple was regular and boring, Xin's mother originally thought that she had something to cover up by praying for blessings, but she didn't want her to seem to be really just to pray for blessings.

More pious people, Xin's mother is not unseen, but they are all monks, or elders who have experienced hardships in life, and Shu Moci is only thirteen years old, every time she sees her quietly copying scriptures and embroidering scriptures, she always feels disobedient and frightened, she even began to secretly complain that Shu Di is so relieved to let Shu Moci a girl's family stay in the temple for a month, fortunately, such days are about to end, Xin's mother silently recited the Buddha.

Shu Moci, who had just finished the morning class in the Buddhist hall, stopped the abbot for the first time and said respectfully, "Master, tomorrow is the death of my mother, and the disciple wants to ask the master in the temple to do a ritual for my mother, please allow the master."

"Amitabha!" The abbot folded his hands and looked compassionate, "The filial piety of the little benefactor makes people outside the poor monk also admire, and it is naturally incumbent on him."

Shu Mo thanked him and did not mention the matter of preparing for the Dharma since he went back.

The next day, the White Horse Temple closed its doors and did a whole day of ritual for the Yu family in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Shu Moci knelt in the corner and burned the "Heart Sutra" that he had copied and embroidered these days, silently praying for his mother's soul to rest in heaven.

After the evening ceremony, Shu Moci personally thanked the abbot and the monks, and donated 1,000 taels of incense money, but the abbot and the monks thanked him without mentioning it.

Since his rebirth, Shu Moci insisted on going around the yard a few times every day, forcing himself to eat more, and he couldn't sleep at night before he got up for a full hour, so his body was much better than before, and he knelt for a day today, except for some sore knees, there was no discomfort in others, and he came back and let Yingluo pinch his feet for a while and soak them in hot water for two quarters of an hour, and he was much better, and he hesitated for a while or decided to go out for a walk.

Although it was in the temple, Shu Moci would not move around at will, only turning around in the small courtyard where he lived, and followed her with fear, for fear that if he didn't pay attention to his own girl, he would fall on his heel due to knee pain.

These days, Xin's mother is frightened to watch from the side, but this kind of life of isolation and self-entertainment is what Shu Moci is familiar with and loves, so Shu Moci's spirit has been much better this month, thinking that she will leave tomorrow and has a strong reluctance, going back, what she has to face is the calculation of the human heart, the sinister world -

The cool moonlight sprinkled on the orchids with flowers the size of rice grains in the courtyard like silver, the crow screamed miserably, and was about to ask Shu Mo to resign, Shu Mo sighed faintly, said go back, turned around and entered the room, Yingluo hurriedly followed, although it was in the temple, she always felt gloomy, it was better to go back early.

Early the next morning, a group of people took the carriage to the city, Shu Moci leaned on the pillow to close his eyes to recuperate, I don't know how long later, the carriage braked suddenly, Yingluo hurriedly helped Shu Moci, the coachman shouted, "Girl, there seems to be something in front, the road is blocked, and you can't pass."

"Yingluo, you go and see".

The Yingluo people were small and flexible, and soon squeezed to the front, and it took about a quarter of an hour to come back again, full of sweat, "Girl, it was Mrs. Hou Shizi of Anyang who killed the favorite concubine of the prince, one corpse and two lives, and then took the servant and wanted to escape back to his mother's house, but he was blocked by the Hou Shizi of Anyang and the people, just in front, I heard that the Hou Shizi of Anyang has gone to invite the people of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses, and it should be able to pass soon."

Shu Moci's heart moved, "Mrs. Hou Shizi of Anyang?" Is it the seventh aunt and grandmother of the Zhenguo General's Mansion? ”

Mother Xin nodded, "Exactly, Mrs. Shizi's maiden name is Qu Shaowei, it is the seventh girl of the Zhenguo General's Mansion, she has been in the door for three years and has not come out, and the Hou Shizi of Anyang accepted the concubine, I only heard that Mrs. Shizi is jealous by nature, and has repeatedly persecuted the concubine, I don't want to make a human life now, or one corpse and two lives, it is really a sin."