Sanjiu told Xu Xianglin's thoughts and thoughts, Xu's mother had tears in her eyes for several days, but she couldn't think of a good way, she didn't mind finding Feng Ziying, but she didn't know how to convince the old man Xu Zhao that he was the one who drove Feng Niangzi out of the mansion in the first place, and now he wants to find her back, which is really difficult.

Seeing that her son's illness was getting worse day by day, Xu's mother didn't dare to hesitate any longer, so she informed Xu Zhao of the concealment, and begged him to order her subordinates to inquire about Feng Ziying's news as soon as possible and invite her back to Xu's mansion.

"Madam, this woman is a down-and-out daughter, if she enters my Xu Mansion, I am afraid that she will bring trouble and disaster to my Xu family, this matter must not be done!"

"Master, Xiang'er is now because of that Feng Niangzi's tea and dinner, and his body is not as good as a day, if he continues like this, something big must happen, last time because you were confused for a while, he almost killed Xiang'er, and now you can't watch him suffer another life and death disaster!"

"But... But Mrs. Feng was kicked out by me personally, and now she wants me to invite her back, where can I put my old face. ”

"I said you, you, what's the point, with your face, is it more important than Xiang'er's life?"

"Okay, okay, if you want me to tear off the skin, please go back to that lady, but do as I say."

"As long as the master agrees to this, everything depends on you."

Xu Zhao pondered the case in the main hall, and then instructed Ah Diao to take the house slaves all over the city to inquire about Feng Ziying's whereabouts. Five days passed, and as before Sanjiu, there was still nothing.

"Childe, I think Mrs. Feng is no longer in the county." Sanjiu brought the medicinal soup and put a cold-soaked cloth towel on the tumor.

"No matter where Ziying is, you have to get it back for me." Xu Xianglin finished drinking the decoction sideways, and fell down and coughed vigorously.

Xu's mother has been panicking for a few days, she ordered Ruolan to prepare heavy gifts, and begged Xu Zhao to accompany her to Shuanglin Temple to worship the Buddha again, Xu Zhao thought that now there was no other way but to ask the Buddha for blessing, so he agreed to her.

Without further ado, early in the morning of the second day, the servants prepared the carriage, Xu Zhao and Liu hurried to Shuanglin Temple, the heavy snow on the day was flying, like white cotton fluttering in the sky, the head of the driver drove like a snow-white coat, about noon, finally arrived at Yunhuang, the carriage stopped at the foot of the mountain, Xu Zhao Liu and Ruolan, stepping on the white snow to catch up with Shuanglin Temple.

After Liang Yong saw Xu Xianglin before, he informed Feng Ziying of the news of his awakening, and stayed in Shuanglin Temple for a few days, curing Feng Ziying's wind and cold disease and leg injury, but he was still limping, and I am afraid that he can only walk with a limp for the rest of his life.

Feng Ziying heard that Xu Xianglin came to life, and the stone in her heart finally landed, she devoted herself to practicing Buddhism every day, talking about scriptures and classics with the little monk Fu Xi, participating in Zen and enlightenment, but she was also clean and peaceful, and had nothing to worry about.

It is a cold winter, Yunhuang Mountain is covered with snow, the trees are hung with silver sand, the grass is Qiongbud, the top of the mountain relics pagoda is pointed, the winding mountain path leading to the mountainside is like Bailian Chen Pu, Shuanglin Temple lies in the snow sea in the sky, just like a fairyland outside the world.

Xu Zhao and the three of them hurriedly entered the temple, and the superintendent of the temple sent someone to accept heavy gifts, welcome them into the meditation hall, and wait for a moment to rest, and then enter the Buddha hall to bow down.

"Donor, the people who come to worship the Buddha in the main hall, the abbot and uncle invite the donor to come and greet you." Fu Xi said.

"It's snowing heavily today, who will come to worship?" Feng Ziying closed her eyes and recuperated, her complexion was much better than before, and her pure eyes were as clear as water.

"I don't know, but the person who is to the Buddha but remembers his heart, it is not as good as his name."

"What the master said is very true, but the little girl is not a member of the Buddhist sect, why did the abbot and uncle let me meet me? This is really insulting to Buddhism, and it is inappropriate. ”

"Hey, the donor is too worried, Uncle Clearance has arranged it like this, there must be a reason for him, but it doesn't hurt you to go."

"Okay."

Feng Ziying changed into monk's clothes, held Buddhist beads in his hand, and went to the main hall, and the people who came to worship stood in front of the door of the main hall, waiting for the introduction.

"Donors, please come with me." Feng Ziying lowered his head, looked up, and immediately changed his face.

Fortunately, Xu Zhao and Liu didn't find anything strange about her appearance, but Ruolan on the side was surprised when she saw her, and lost her words: "Feng..."

"Ruolan, what are you muttering again?" Mother Xu asked, Ruolan glanced at Feng Ziying, and said, "Madam, no... It's nothing, the slave maid is saying that if you burn incense and worship the Buddha on an auspicious day, the son's illness will definitely get better. ”

"Alas! My Buddha is merciful, and I will definitely bless Xiang'er. ”

Feng Ziying was shocked when she heard what Ruolan said, she wondered if Xiang Lin was already safe and sound, how could she contract the disease for no reason, looking at the faces of Xu Zhao and Xu Mu, it seemed that she was still very sick.

"Master, please take it quickly." Xu Zhao saw that she was stunned for a long time and urged.

"Oh, donor, please come with me."

Feng Ziying came back to her senses, but her face became ugly, and then guided them into the Buddha hall, burned incense and worshiped the Buddha and prayed.

After the Buddha ceremony, Xu's mother urged Xu Zhao to hurry back to the house, Feng Ziying hurriedly chased out of the temple gate and stopped: "Madam, the snow has not stopped, why don't you rest for a while and go back?" ”

Mother Xu said: "The master didn't know, the child was worried about the disease, and how much good medicine he took was to no avail, so he came to ask the Bodhisattva for his blessing. ”

"Let's go home." Feng Ziying was stunned and wanted to ask, but Xu Zhao grabbed the conversation and told him urgently. Ruolan followed behind her, taking the opportunity to turn around and give her a look, Feng Ziying seemed to understand whether she understood or not, and watched the three of them disappear into the snow.

After Feng Ziying returned to the meditation room, she sat and lay still, thinking about what kind of illness Xiang Lin had again, and at this moment, the abbot of the temple, Master Jingkong, pushed the door in.

"Master." Feng Ziying saluted respectfully.

"Donor, is it possible for Shuanglin Temple to accommodate you?" The Clearance Mage smiled slightly and asked.

"Why did the master say this, it was really painful for the little girl, if it wasn't for Master Shanhui to rescue the stay, the little girl was afraid... The master was serious. ”

"The red dust in the world, true and false, virtual and real, are all dreams, give up to see the peach source, if you don't give up, you will enter the abyss, can the donor be reluctant?"

"It's... This... The little girl is willing. Feng Ziying hesitated.

"If you are willing to do it, why do you feel sad?" In the words of the Clearance Mage, Feng Ziying was speechless for a while.

"To enter my Buddhism, you must give up the three outlines and five constants, seven emotions and six desires, the donor has the heart to understand the Buddha's way, but it is always difficult to break the love, even so, why not do it as you like, this is also the meaning of the Mahayana of Buddhism."

"The little girl had an epiphany, thank you for the master's advice."

"Amitabha." After that, Master Jingkong came out of the meditation room, Feng Ziying thought about it and savored what the master said, she seemed to understand something.

On the second day, Feng Ziying walked into the Buddha hall early in the morning, worshiped the Buddha and chanted sutras, then packed his bags, ate morning fasting, said goodbye to Master Jingkong and the monks, and went out of the temple alone.

"The donor stays." Fu Xi followed out of the temple gate and stopped him.

"Master."

"There is a door in the world, there is a door in the door, there is no door in the Dharma, there is no door in the door, the donor but go as he likes, if there is a fate in the future, but please see each other in Shuanglin." Fu Xi said and turned around and entered the temple.

"Little girl, remember."

Yesterday the snow fell for a day, and today it did not stop, the road down the mountain was covered with snow over the knees, Feng Ziying limped, struggled forward, crossed the hills, crossed the snow forest, and finally arrived at the black injury.

She stood in the depths of the alley, looking at the street stalls and shops she had walked by, and there was an indescribable sadness in her eyes. After a pause, she headed straight towards Xu's mansion.

"Master, there is a lady in front of the house who asks to see you."

"Who do you know?" Xu Zhao was a little surprised when he heard that it was a girl.

"He said he was a friend of Childe."

"Friends?" Xu Zhao thought about it for a long time, he really couldn't think of when Xiao'er made a girl as a friend, so he went out of the house with the servant, and Feng Ziying stood upright at the door.

"It's you!" I don't know where Xu Zhao came out of his temper, and he recognized that the person in front of him was the girl who had been driven away by the house slave before, so he was so angry that his teeth itched.

"Master Xu, the little girl is disturbed a lot, but I heard that Gongzi Xu has been suffering from illness recently, so I came to visit."

"Shut up! It's all because you hurt your appearance, and you're still alarmist here, it's really shameless! ”

Xu Zhao completely forgot what Xu's mother said, and was about to order the servants to drive her away, but Xu's mother hurried out.

"Alright, sir!" Mother Xu stopped him.

"But Mrs. Feng?"

"Madam, the little girl is Feng Ziying, I learned that my son-in-law was seriously ill and came to visit."

"Oops! I finally looked forward to you, but you made us find it so hard. Mother Xu said that she was going to invite Feng Ziying into the house, but was stopped by Xu Zhao again.

"Sir, why are you doing this?"

"Madam, have you forgotten the rules of my Xu family! How can an unlucky person easily enter the door of my Xu family's mansion! ”

Xu Mu was stunned for a moment, as if she had thought of something, her face changed suddenly, and she hurriedly stopped: "Master! Never! Feng Niangzi is a guest, how can she be treated like this! ”

Where was Xu Zhao willing to listen to her nonsense, and ordered: "Ah Diao! Fetch the whip and the bowl! Ah Diao replied like a eunuch, and then fetched a whip and a large bowl, and ordered eight servants to stand on both sides of the door.

Seeing this, Feng Ziying was confused, stunned in place and at a loss, Xu's mother saw that the situation was not good, and immediately sent someone to invite Xu Xianglin to come.

In the blink of an eye, Xu Xianglin rushed out of the house, his face was pale, and he was only wearing a thin coat on his body, Sanjiu followed closely with his shirt, and before Sanjiu put it on him, he pushed away the servants on both sides and saw Feng Ziying at a glance.

"Ziying!" Xu Xianglin cracked the corners of his mouth and smiled, shouting, saying that he was about to pass, but was stopped by Xu Zhao.

"Xiang Lin!" Feng Ziying frowned and shouted, the two dimples looked very charming.

"Daddy, what are you doing?"

"Xiang'er, why are you as confused as your mother, have you forgotten the rules of my Xu family!"

"No!" Xu Xianglin immediately reacted and blocked.

"Stand aside for me!"

Xu Zhao stared at Feng Ziying, and explained the rules of the Xu family clearly on the spot, it turned out that Xu Zhao thought that Feng Ziying was wearing a linen suit and a plain belt on her head, and she must have died of her father, with a heavy and obscure aura on her body, and she could only be allowed to enter the house if she was punished according to the family rules set by the ancestors.

Feng Ziying was stunned when she heard this, she glanced at Xu Xianglin, and slowly knelt down in the ice and snow.

"Ziying! Father! You can't be so to Ziying! Xu Xianglin had the strength to break free, and this guy grabbed his arm desperately.

"Rules!"

Xu Zhao gave an order, the eight slaves stood as straight as a stake, one of them held a soft whip, Feng Ziying knelt on his knees, rubbed the ice and snow, slowly moved forward, knelt in front of one person, and was punished with a whip, Xu Xianglin's heart ached sharply.

Feng Ziying's legs and feet were lame, and it was even more painful to kneel forward, but she tried her best to move forward, staring indifferently at the door of the Xu Mansion, smiling, as if she was suffering something good.

After eight lashes, Xu Xianglin violently pushed Ah Diao away, stepped in front of Feng Ziying, and helped her up from the ground. Xu Xianglin stared at Feng Ziying stupidly, not knowing whether to laugh or shed tears.

"Ziying..."

"Xiang Lin..."

"Fetch the bowl!" Xu Zhao said, Ah Diao hurriedly took the bowl from the slave's hand and brought it to the two of them with a look of disdain.

Xu Xianglin took the dagger, clenched his left hand, slashed down, and the blood flowed down the palm, Ah Diao straightened the bowl and looked at it stunned, and when there was almost half a bowl, he told Xu Zhao that it was okay, Xu's mother saw that the child's palm was bleeding, and she was very distressed, and hurriedly ordered Sanjiu to take the shirt cloth to bandage him.

Then, Feng Ziying took the bowl and drank half a bowl of blood, according to Xu Zhao, yang blood can remove the filthy yin qi from Feng Ziying's body.

The rules are gone, Xu Zhao turned his head and entered the mansion with a calm face, the house slaves and servants were scattered, and the snowflakes fell on Feng Ziying's hair bun, like a white lotus in his hair, don't be a pure beauty.