It was precisely because of these words that her child had no time to look at this world, and his soul had already returned to the underworld!

Qin Huaiyu's eyes were red with hatred, even if in this matter, Master Miaoyuan was acting as an accomplice, but whether it was the initiator or the tiger, she would not let it go!

"Miss, Hanshan Temple has arrived. ”

The words of the maid outside the door brought Qin Huaiyu back to her senses, she answered in a low voice, put on the hood on her head, and covered the remaining half of her face, only a pair of eyes were exposed outside. The red color had gradually faded, and only the infinite ink remained.

Jin Shi carefully helped Qin Huaiyu get out of the carriage and followed her to the Hanshan Temple.

When I entered the courtyard, I smelled sandalwood and the bells rang far away, which seemed to purify people's hearts.

It's a pity that Qin Huaiyu's heart is full of hatred, even if he is in such an environment, he can't get peace in his heart.

She took a deep breath, hid the emotions on her face, and took the maid to buy the incense money first.

Xiao Shami welcomed her in with a smile, and wrote down the name and money of the Pingyuan Hou Mansion in the incense book, and said "good, good", and asked, "The master is lecturing in the meditation hall in the backyard, can the donor come over?"

Hearing this, Qin Huaiyu refused with a smile, and said: "Little master, go as busy, I'll go to the hall to worship the Bodhisattva." ”

Hearing this, the little novice nodded in response, and saw that she really didn't go to the backyard meditation hall, so he took them to the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

It was the end of the year, and there were only a lot of people who came to offer incense. However, because Qin Huaiyu was a distinguished guest, Xiao Shami took her to another Buddhist hall.

This place is sparsely populated, extremely clean, and there is no one else except Qin Huaiyu, which is very suitable for Qin Huaiyu to bow down here.

Qin Huaiyu asked Jin Shi to guard outside the door, and he turned around and walked into the main hall.

The Buddha statue in the hall*, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, seems to be able to accommodate all the suffering in the world.

Qin Huaiyu raised her head and glanced at the Buddha statue, and at that moment, she was in a trance. After coming back to her senses, she hurriedly lowered her head again, but her heart was like a drum.

At that moment, the sound of the scripture and Buddha's horn in his ears coincided strangely with the dream!

In her previous life, before she died, she heard the name of the Buddha in the scriptures, and then she seemed to be sucked into a huge whirlpool, and when she opened her eyes again, she returned to ten years ago.

And the last time she saw Gu Mingyuan writing, she flashed a hand copying Buddhist scriptures for no reason.

and the ......

Qin Huaiyu had already affirmed that his rebirth was afraid that it would be inseparable from the Buddhist scriptures, but now he couldn't help but fall into confusion.

Who is the person who chanted and prayed for herself, and even sent her soul ten years ago?

Thinking of this, she was a little confused for a while, and she silently recited the scriptures in her heart, but sighed faintly.

When there is confusion in the heart, it will no longer be pure.

It's just—

Qin Huaiyu lowered his head and solemnly kowtowed three times.

If the Buddha really has a spirit, please bless my father and father to return safely, and the relatives of the Qin family can live without worry, and bless her to be able to slash the enemy and send her to hell!

There is also the benefactor whose name she doesn't know, may that person's future be fulfilled, if she is fortunate enough to let her know the name, she is willing to repay the kindness of that person with her own life!

The sound of the Buddha's horn was still recalling, and Qin Huaiyu knelt on the futon, his expression extremely reverent.

And above her head, the Buddha lowered his eyes with compassion, pinched with his hands, and looked at the people in this hall.

......

After coming out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Qin Huaiyu felt that there seemed to be a breath of turbidity in his heart, and he was much more relaxed for no reason.

I don't know why, the moment the wish was spoken, Qin Huaiyu actually had a strange idea, and inexplicably felt that he could get what he wanted.

She glanced back at the hall, and pressed her chest, which was beating a little too fast, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

This life is different from the previous life, and she believes that she can do it.

"Miss, do we want to go back now?"

Hearing Jinshi's inquiry, Qin Huaiyu thought about it for a while, and nodded in the end: "Well, it's not too early, let's go back now." ”

Originally, she came today, firstly, to add incense money, and secondly, to settle accounts with that Miaoyuan Master.

Who knew that after she asked Xiao Shami just now, she found out that there was no Master Miaoyuan in the current Hanshan Temple.

In other words, this so-called Master Miaoyuan is not a serious monk in Hanshan Temple at all, I am afraid that it is just a puppet that Gu Mingjue found in his previous life for the sake of his own disgraceful thoughts.

Thinking of this, Qin Huaiyu couldn't help but feel depressed, but she also knew that she couldn't rush everything, so she could only suppress the tyranny in her heart and leave with the maid.

It's just that she didn't expect that today was destined to be peaceful.

It was only halfway through the hour when the sky darkened, and the north wind howled, a sign of impending a snowstorm.

The weather was not good, and Qin Huaiyu didn't dare to stay in the temple longer, so he told the coachman to hurry up and try to return to the house before the wind and snow arrived. After all, this Hanshan Temple is still some distance away from the city, if you don't return to the city before the wind and snow fall, it will be dark at that time, and this road is not easy to walk.

The coachman naturally knew this truth, so he didn't need Qin Huaiyu to say it, so he snorted lightly and sped up and walked towards the city.

When I arrived at the gate of the city, the sky had already become dark and gloomy, although there was still some distance from reaching out and not seeing the five fingers, but when I was far away, it was indeed impossible to distinguish the appearance of people.

The wind and snow howled across the sky, and the hearts of those who listened more and more were furious.

Fortunately, the city gate is far away, and even in such weather, the two rows of lanterns hanging at the city gate can be seen vividly, as if guiding the way, illuminating the way back.

Qin Huaiyu glanced through the curtain and slowly relaxed his heart.

From the city gate to the Pingyuan Hou Mansion, there is still a long distance. At this time, the north wind was howling, and the small vendors on the street had already put away their stalls and hurried home.

At the end of the year, it is rare to see almost no one on the street.

The wind kept beating the curtains, and the whistling sound blew in, and even though the carriage was tightly wrapped, it still couldn't stop the cold.

The soup woman in her hand was already a little cold, Qin Huaiyu subconsciously wrapped her clothes tightly, thought about it, and said to Jin Shi: "Sit down." ”

Because she was afraid that Qin Huaiyu would be cold, she used her body to block the ventilation from the moment she got into the carriage, and her lips were a little blue from the cold.

Qin Huaiyu couldn't bear it in her heart, and beckoned her to come over, but Jin Shi hurriedly shook her head and said, "Master, the slave is not cold, you don't have to worry about me." ”