In front of the tightly closed gates of the Red Lotus Temple. A green horse with light steps. Okay.

The rider on the horse was a man with a long tulle hat. Look at its shape. It turned out to be a woman.

The woman on the horse passes by the main entrance of the Red Lotus Temple. And don't get off. Skillfully walk around the temple. Arrived at a side doorway. This side door. Open all year round. There are also little monks guarding the door.

"Female Tanyue, please stop. The temple does not accept outsiders these days." The little monk who was guarding the door saluted the woman.

The woman took off her hat. A pitiful face was revealed: "Meditation Little Master. You don't even recognize me?"

"It turned out to be a strict benefactor. Didn't you marry into the palace?" The little monk looked at Yan Shuyu in surprise and asked.

Now Yan Shuyu. In addition to losing a lot of weight. The eyebrows, eyes and figure are all outgrown. He was wearing a gray jacket. And when I came to live in the Red Lotus Temple before. It doesn't make a difference.

Yan Shuyu grinned toothily at the meditation monk. Performed a Buddha salute: "Meditation little master. I'm currently practicing at Suigetsu-an. We presided over and brought the people in the temple to give soup porridge in Beijing. I'm the only one left in Suigetsu-an. They don't feel comfortable leaving me there. I heard that I used to live in the Red Lotus Temple. Tell me to come back for a few more days."

"This ...... these days. It's not very convenient." The little monk said, "Miss Yan should also know. Mid-November is the death day of the emperor. This time of year. His Majesty and the Empress will come here to offer incense to the Emperor. We don't accept outsiders in our temple."

Yan Shuyu laughed: "Meditation. Where am I an outsider? One. I am married to the crown prince. She is the daughter-in-law of the Queen Mother and Her Majesty. Two rules. I practice at Suigetsu-an. He is also a monk. When His Majesty and Niangniang came. I didn't see all the monks who were attached to him take them away."

She said this. It made Jing Xin stunned for a moment. I think what Yan Shuyu said is very reasonable.

Yan Shuyu struck while the iron was hot. He took out a string of Seven Treasure Buddha Beads from his bosom. All the materials on this beads. All excellent. Luster. The Buddha's head is even more amber with the eye of heaven. A string is worth at least five hundred taels of silver. Although it is not as good as the string in the hand of the host of the Red Lotus Temple. But it's only second.

The little monk who meditated on the Red Lotus Temple stayed for more than ten years. His hands were nothing more than wooden pillars strung with silver pestles. One sight of this Buddha bead. His eyes lit up in an instant.

"Meditation Master. This is when I was in the palace. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince rewarded me. I'm a woman. It's a waste to use this string of beads. If only it could meet a master like the little master of meditation."

Yan Shuyu said. Suddenly, the conversation changed again.

"I remember. I was in that courtyard at the Red Lotus Temple. At that time, a pack was ten years. It should be mine now."

Listen to Yan Shuyu's words. Jing Xin nodded as if pounding garlic: "Of course the yard is reserved for Miss Yan."

Yan Shuyu smiled at him: "Your Majesty and Niangniang worship the Emperor. I definitely won't go to the place where the female dependents live in the back. Poor Suigetsu-an doesn't have anyone now. I'm alone and I don't have anywhere to go. Hey......"

Meditation rolled his eyes. Gritted his teeth and said, "Miss Ruoyan is willing not to make any moves these days. The yard before you. I can still live there."

Yan Shuyu smiled at him. He said, "Thank you, Master Jingxin. Wait until I'm gone. I hope Master Jing Jing will clean up the house. I'm careless sometimes. I can't tell if I'm going to pull something down." While saying. She also raised the string of Buddhist beads in her hand and gestured.

Jing Xin smiled at Yan Shuyu a little crampedly. Excited.

Tell Yan Shuyu to go to the house where she lived before. Not right now. The two made an appointment. Tell Yan Shuyu to come back in the evening.

The biggest difference between Honglian Temple and Suigetsu-an. It's just that Suigetsu-an is quiet all day long. One to night. It's dark and quiet. Same as the cemetery. Red Lotus Temple at night. But you can see the lights everywhere.

Wait quietly for Yan Shuyu to leave. Slowly I started to regret it. Just for a string of valuable Buddhist beads. He's just risking the big deal. Lead Yan Shuyu into the temple at this juncture. If something happens. But it's troublesome.

But it's too late to regret it. Meditate on Buddhist scriptures for an afternoon. There is no way to wash away the panic in my heart.

Leading Yan Shuyu. Meditation and meditation to tune in to the dark place to walk. For fear of arousing people's ideas. Good where they're going. There's no one anymore. Remote and peaceful. No one is going to run here at this time.

Finally led Yan Shuyu to the place. As soon as the meditation turned around, he was about to leave. Yan Shuyu took advantage of the black. I grasped the wrist of meditation.

Soft and delicate with gentle women's fingers. Put it on the wrist of meditation. Meditation jumped almost immediately. Anger rises in the heart.

Not only did this woman make him covetous. And to seduce him to commit sexual abstinence.

"Meditation Master." Yan Shuyu's voice was serious: "Thank you for helping me a lot. This gadget. Let's take it and play with it first."

One thing. was stuffed into the sleeves of the wide monk's robe by Yan Shuyu. The sleeves of the fall sank.

Quietly run out as if you were running away. to a place where there is light. I remembered to go and see the thing that Yan Shuyu put in the sleeve.

I saw that it was just a half-palm-sized statue of the Buddha. Delicate silver lotus base. Sits a statue of a Bodhisattva carved from black sandalwood. This bodhisattva has kind eyes and kind eyes. Beautiful looks. Holding the magic trick in his hand. Because it's often played with. The whole body of the bodhisattva is smoothed by rubbing.

this thing. At first glance, it is a palace thing. In other places. is absolutely invisible.

Time. Mediate on that restless heart. Be comforted and calm down.

He slowly chanted the Buddha horn twice. Tell yourself. Yan Shuyu will definitely not do anything harmful to His Majesty and the Empress Mother. He's just helping a weak woman who has nowhere to go. And he got these things. It must be the Buddha through Yan Shuyu's hand. A gift to him.

I have thought about it many times. Jing Xin was really convinced by himself.

Early in the morning of the second day. The royal convoy arrived.

Mighty. The entire Red Lotus Temple is tightly surrounded.

The emperor and the queen hugged each other. Canopy crossing. Walk into the courtyard of the Red Lotus Temple. In the courtyard. All the monks of the Red Lotus Temple. They are all dressed in brand-new robes and robes. Each holding a ritual weapon. Reciting scriptures. Congratulations to the arrival of these two noblest people of the Great Zhou.

Meditation is also among them.

Last night. Yan Shuyu has been very quiet. Today during the day. Nor did they come forward. The entire Red Lotus Temple. Except for Jing Xin and Yan Shuyu. No one else knew that there was a woman hiding here who shouldn't have been here.

Because at night, I have to recite a night sutra for the emperor. The Emperor and Empress are usually going to stay for one night.

Where they live. It is a separate yard. It's far from where Yan Shuyu lives. And. Outside the Emperor's house. Surrounded by many guards. Jing Xin was not worried at all that Yan Shuyu would bump into the emperor and empress.

this night. Meditation also stayed in the ranks of many monks chanting sutras. I didn't close my eyes all night.

Early in the morning of the second day. When the sun is rising. The tired meditation was with the rest of the brothers. Ready to go back.

Only then did he go out of the main hall gate. I saw that the atmosphere outside the door seemed to be a little wrong. Guards who shouldn't be here. It turned out to be a three-step one. It's scary to look at.

Pulled over a senior brother who was good friends with him. Jing Jing asked, "What's going on?"

"The Emperor appeared last night." The monk said excitedly.

Calm your hands and shake them. Eyes widened. He looked at this senior brother in disbelief.

"Yesterday His Majesty was in his own house. Found a string of Buddhist beads. The Buddha beads were personally braceleted by the Emperor Taishang. One hundred and eight beads. One per string. Recite the Heart Sutra all over again. After the death of the Emperor. This bead was taken by the water concubine in the palace. Enshrined in Suigetsu-an. But last night. The beads were found under the bed where His Majesty slept."

The monk said. The body trembled a few times. It's as if you've really seen something like a ghost. A face full of fear.

A house for the emperor to live in. They searched beforehand, not a hundred, but ten. Not to mention under the bed. It's that the rat holes in the beams of the house are blocked. Suddenly this weird thing happened. The eight achievements are the apparitions of the emperor.

Meditation had a bad thought in my heart. Asked softly, "What about ...... What do the beads look like?"

"It's a string of Seven Treasure Buddha Beads. The Buddha's head is still made of heavenly eye amber......"

That's where the senior brother's words come to that. Meditation is dark in front of your eyes. I almost couldn't control my body. Faltering.

Obviously Yan Shuyu said to him. The bead was given to her by the crown prince. Didn't expect. It turned out to be stolen by her from Suigetsu-an. If this matter is pursued...... The legs of meditation shook like chaff.

The senior brother of Jing Xin didn't expect Jing Xin's courage to be so small. I just heard two words of ghosts and gods. Then his face turned pale with fright. Sweat also oozes from the forehead. Smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Hey. When I first heard it. It was also a surprise. This is the Red Lotus Temple. This kind of thing can happen."

Where is this haunted by ghosts? It's simply artificial.

But this sentence. Meditation can't be spoken.

His mind echoed infinitely with the ebony Bodhisattva statue he had obtained from Yan Shuyu last night. That thing. I can't stay.

Jing Xin didn't know that he had said goodbye to that senior brother. Lost in despair, he rushed back to the meditation room where he lived. His hands were so shaky that he could barely open the door.

He jerked open the folded quilt. That figurine that he cleverly hid in the quilt in the morning. But he didn't get out as he thought.

"This ...... It can't be ...... "Quietly and carefully touch the edges and corners of the quilt. I searched all the corners of the walls and under the bed. But nothing was found.

His feet went limp. Fall to the ground.

Because I want to recite scriptures for the emperor. Yesterday night. All monks. All in the main hall. Other words. His meditation room. is undefended.

Last night. Yan Shuyu must have been here. He took the statue that had been given to him and took it away.

His eyes. It seems that Yan Shuyu's smiling face begging him to make it convenient for him yesterday has surfaced again. This woman. Not people. She's a demon.

But. This thing. He couldn't say it to anyone at all. Because. He is also an accomplice. And. You can't even destroy the evidence. The evidence had been taken away by Yan Shuyu in advance.

This woman. He must have left the Red Lotus Temple by now.

Calm the heart and mouth with severe pain. Poof. He spat out a mouthful of blood.

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(Tianjin)