Thinking of the things that Shen He left behind, Song Xuanrong couldn't help but feel greedy in his heart.

It is naturally impossible for him to get all of them back from those people, but as long as he can get half of it, even if it is a third, it is enough for them to make the Song family rich and noble for several generations without worry.

Thinking of this, the gloom on Song Xuanrong's face dissipated a little.

He hurriedly found the descendants of the Song family and arranged for them to prepare, wanting to take Shen Qingwu back to the capital as soon as possible, so as to take Song Yuxing out.

……

When Shen Qingwu was carried into the carriage by the people of the Song family, many people in the temple watched, and Song Xuanrong was busy taking care of Shen Qingwu in order to gain a good reputation, and even helped Shen Qingwu pack his things.

Before he was about to leave, Shen Qingwu saw the abbot of Jiushan who appeared outside the temple gate.

The abbot of Jiushan held a few thick Buddhist scriptures in his hand, saying that he wanted to give them to Shen Qingwu as a parting gift.

"Shen Gongzi, you have extremely high wisdom roots, a transparent heart, and you will definitely be able to far surpass Lao Wei in the first level of Buddhism, do you really not consider Lao Gao's previous proposal?"

Shen Qingwu chuckled lightly when he heard this:

"Does the abbot think that I have high roots and am suitable for practicing Buddhism, or is he afraid that if I am let out of this Miaofa Temple, I will be in trouble?"

The abbot of Jiushan looked at the young man in front of him, even if he was smiling, but his eyebrows were still cloudy, and he couldn't help but disagree:

"Donor, when is the time for retribution, and good and evil are rewarded, and the way of heaven is reincarnated, why do you want to provoke sin with yourself?"

"Heavenly Dao?"

Shen Qingwu chuckled.

It's like hearing something very interesting.

There was some inexplicable sarcasm in the laughter, and it seemed like a sneer.

Shen Qingwu exuded a gloomy aura on his body, and when his eyelashes drooped slightly, he looked at his broken legs:

"If there is really a way of heaven, how can the wicked get away with it."

"If there is really a way of heaven, then what did I do wrong, and let me get this retribution?"

He has never done anything bad, he has never been kind to others, and he has never been selfish, how should he be allowed to get this retribution, and he will never be able to stand up from now on.

Shen Qingwu's eyes were full of frost.

"It is said that there will be afterglow in the house of goodness, and there will be aftermath in the house of evil."

"But look at how many good people in this world have died early, the wicked have been free, and how many generations of prosperous children and grandchildren have been in the shadows, and they are cold and vicious and trampling on the bones of others."

"You asked me not to provoke sin, but how could others have let me go, as early as in the poisonous swamp in Longmu Mountain, I have already walked with sin, does the abbot think that a few Buddhist scriptures can save me?"

Shen Qingwu touched the seal on the Buddhist scripture in his hand, and after sneering, he threw the Buddhist scripture directly back out of the carriage.

"I used to believe in gods and Buddhas, but now I know that gods and Buddhas can't save me, and neither can you, abbot."

"It's like you know that what the Song family is doing is hateful, and you know that the fake monk is false, but you only abide by your precepts and rules, and you never have the slightest intention of entering the world to save people."

"You know that the so-called Emperor Xing's words are all false, and you know that the prince is not a Great Jin Fuxing, but you still succumb to the imperial power and acquiesce to the prince Buddha's dream, in exchange for the name of the National Temple, and the Miaofa Temple has been prosperous for a hundred years."

"If you yourself are still sinking into the worldly desire for power, what qualifications do you have to persuade me to abandon my grievances and follow the Buddha for goodness?"

"To be honest, I'm really shameful of you."

Shen Qingwu looked at the abbot of Jiushan coldly, and when he looked past him and saw Song Xuanrong walking towards him.

The gloomy color covered the eyes, and the corners of the pale mouth were full of coldness.