As soon as Jiang Pengpeng's words fell, the look on Yang Wanshu's face turned a little blue, but because of the presence of the two maids, she quickly recovered her mood.

If she guessed correctly, this Yang Wanshu is afraid that she will not leave here so easily, this time she finally has the opportunity to come out, how can she give up the opportunity so easily?

Sure enough, the next moment, Yang Wanshu spoke.

"Since you came here to chant the Buddha with a devout heart, you can't go back until seven days later, otherwise there will be no sincerity, and the Bodhisattva will not bless you."

"Ma'am, but your legs ......"

Xiao Liu's face was full of worry.

"It's okay, didn't the abbot give a bottle of medicine again, I believe it will work."

Yang Wanshu's face is gentle and virtuous, empathetic, no matter how she looks at it, she doesn't look like a thoughtful woman, and her indisputable face happens to be easily sympathized with by outsiders.

On the contrary, it was Jiang Pengpeng, who opened and closed her mouth to give people a feeling of aggressiveness, even her most heartfelt maid Chunzhu felt that she was indeed a little too much.

Besides, the third aunt didn't do anything out of the ordinary, if she did it on the steps that time, then she was going to put the third aunt to death!

Chunzhu was taken aback by her thoughts, and she glanced at Jiang Pengpeng weakly.

All her careful thoughts were on her face, and Jiang Pengpeng naturally took in the expressions of the three people in front of her.

Fortunately, Chunzhu is loyal to her, but now that she is blinded by lard, she feels that this third aunt is too good.

Otherwise, he would really be the only one left.

Jiang Pengpeng shook his head helplessly, simply stood up and said, "Okay, since you won't go, then you can continue to chant the Buddha and chant the sutras devoutly, and see if the Bodhisattva will bless you to get what you want." ”

Jiang Pengpeng walked out of the room without saying a word, and Chunzhu followed.

This time, Jiang Pengpeng focused on the abbot's head.

There is nothing to hear about Yang Wanshu and her little maid, to put it mildly, the little maid is upset for Yang Wanshu, but she herself has to pretend to be gentle and generous.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Pengpeng heard a conversation between a man and a woman in his ears.

"Abbot, thank you very much this time."

There is no doubt that this is exactly the voice of Yang Wanshu.

Jiang Pengpeng also came to her senses at the moment, and she really guessed it.

However, she Yang Wanshu has the ability to buy the abbot in the temple, so why can't she rebel?

Whoever has more money is the king!

A sly smile crossed Jiang Pengpeng's eyes, and after the voice next to her ear disappeared, she slowly got up.

Jiang Pengpeng deliberately made a little noise to wake up Chunzhu.

But you pretend you don't want her to know?

When she quietly pushed open the door and went out, Chunzhu also felt a little strange?

The second aunt slipped out quietly in the middle of the night, didn't she really hurt the third aunt?

Chunzhu prayed in her heart, hoping that she would not follow the wrong master, and her mother had taught her since she was a child that she must be honest and kind, and she must not do anything that hurts nature and reason.

So Chunzhu also hurriedly got up and quietly followed behind Jiang Pengpeng, thinking that she had not been discovered.

After a while, Jiang Pengpeng knocked on the door of the abbot of Enlightenment.

When the abbot of Enlightenment saw Jiang Pengpeng, his eyes were obviously a little evasive.

"Abbot of Enlightenment, the disciple encountered a little problem when chanting in the middle of the night, I hope I can ask the abbot master."

Jiang Pengpeng didn't directly express his intentions, and as soon as her words fell, he obviously saw that the abbot in front of him was relieved, maybe he also thought that Jiang Pengpeng was here to question.

"Donor, please come in."

The abbot of Enlightenment made a gesture of affection and welcomed Jiang Pengpeng in.

Jiang Pengpeng sat on the cushion of the straw mat, but never spoke.

It made the abbot a little anxious.

"I don't know what problems the donor has encountered, you might as well speak out and listen to the old man, maybe the old man can solve problems for the donor."

Jiang Pengpeng nodded and looked at him with gratitude on his face.

After pondering for a moment, he spoke: "Abbot of Enlightenment, I won't tell you that the disciple had a dream last night. ”

"What is the content of the dream?" The abbot of Enlightenment listened to Jiang Pengpeng's nonsense in a serious way, and thought that she was really here to ask questions.

"I dreamed that I was in a particularly dark place, and suddenly, in front of me, two master abbots appeared, looking exactly the same, but one with a golden glow, and the other with a black glow......"

"Suddenly!" Jiang Pengpeng also startled the abbot of Enlightenment, but he quickly regained his composure, but there was always a little dodging in his eyes.

Jiang Pengpeng continued to look good and added:

"The master abbot, who glowed with black light, suddenly stabbed his disciple in the back with a dagger, and I woke up in fright...... I thought to myself, isn't it that the Bodhisattva wants to mention something about his disciples, and I have been puzzled by what he means, so I can only come and ask the abbot. ”

Jiang Pengpeng carefully observed the look on the face of the abbot of Enlightenment as he spoke.

He was silent for a long time, "The donor's dream is indeed a bit weird, maybe the Bodhisattva wants to tell the donor, you must devote yourself to the Buddha, but don't be too obsessed with the Dharma, otherwise, it may be the opposite." ”

"Hmm!" Jiang Pengpeng kept his hand on his chin and nodded his head, "What Master Abbot said makes sense, and the disciple understands now." ”

The abbot of Enlightenment thought that Jiang Pengpeng was leaving, and he was already planning to get up and send her away.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Pengpeng continued to ask: "Master Abbot has been in this temple for several years, right?" ”

realized the abbot, and I didn't know why Jiang Pengpeng suddenly asked like this, but he still tried his best to answer her.

"The old man has been in this temple for more than 20 years, why did the donor say this?"

"It's nothing, the disciple just asks at random, after all, there are still a lot of believers in this Daming Temple, and the incense is also vigorous, so I don't have to take more money."

Jiang Pengpeng's words made the expression of the enlightened abbot in front of him change.

"Donor, what do you mean?"

Jiang Pengpeng doesn't plan to continue pretending at the moment, it's a bit of a headache.

"Master Abbot, in front of the Buddha, can you guarantee that what you have done is really not against the Bodhisattva?" Jiang Pengpeng's expression became serious, and he questioned him word by word.

didn't even give him a chance to breathe, and continued to add: "The bottle of medicine that Master Abbot gave me a few days ago, why is there no impression? Could it be that monks can also speak? ”

"Donor, the old man never remembered what medicine he gave you...... "The abbot of Enlightenment still refused to admit it, and his serious appearance made Jiang Pengpeng want to laugh a little.

"It's okay not to admit it, so why don't we go and confront each other on the spot?"

Jiang Pengpeng said meaninglessly, looking at the bottle of medicine behind him that would still be organized, "As far as I know, that kind of medicine that makes people's wounds fester, is your originality, Master Abbot?" ”