Qingya is not shallow, and the funeral of monks is not as many as the number of rituals of laymen, so you can only choose the top of the mountain for cremation.

Master Qingyan lit the pyre with a torch, and in an instant, the raging fire surrounded Qingya.

The masters in the temple were all reciting Buddhist scriptures, and a few of the younger ones were faintly crying.

Jiang Xiaoli, who was suppressed by guilt and guilt, chanted in the crowd with tears.

She had forgotten how she had managed to memorize the Sanskrit sutras in one night.

As long as she closed her eyes, what lingered in her mind was Qingya's amazing smile.

Why has she been a laggard since birth? It's all because she's too stupid and stupid.

If her appearance at birth was normal, her mother might still have a status in the Jiang family.

If she was stronger, she would not be insulted by Xia Houchen, and she would not have activated the time and space transformation of the jade pendant.

If she had been smarter, she wouldn't have caused Qingya to die.

It's all her......

Why can't she be stronger? Don't bother others?

She raised her head with tears in her eyes, and Master Qingyan not far away seemed to have experienced a lot of vicissitudes overnight.

I heard a little master say that Qingya is the biological daughter of Mrs. Qingyan.

Monks are also human beings, how can they break off their seven emotions and six desires cleanly?

After this simple funeral, Jiang Teng and the others will also embark on a journey.

Jiang Teng handed Master Qingyan a copper box full of jewels, and said with a guilty face, "I'm sorry for Ling Ai's things. Mrs. Shi's great grace Jiang Teng remembered that he would be a ...... one day"

Before he could finish speaking, Qing Yan hurriedly interrupted, "General Jiang has a great favor to the poor nun, and now it can be regarded as two Qing." The Jiang family is full of loyalty, and the poor nuns just did what they had to do. With that, she pushed the copper box back and politely declined.

Master Qingyan's words were too light, but they made the people present even more uncomfortable.

Jiang Teng couldn't shirk it, so he could only take back the copper box. He turned his head to look at Jiang Xiaoli, he was a little hesitant to take her away.

The road to revenge and redress is rugged, the conditions in the north are difficult, and his life and death are uncertain, not to mention a woman who will cause a lot of inconvenience.

But she's also alone, so how does that make him speak?

Jiang Xiaoli understood the meaning in his eyes, and she was even more chilled, she simply said, "I don't hinder you from doing big things, I'll stay here...... Stay here for Qingya. ”

Although she said that, she also thought about it for a long time.

The nunnery was the best place for her to stay right now, and she didn't have the ability to follow these people to fight and kill, maybe one day she would pull them back.

Besides, she owes Qingya a life, she should do something for her.

After she said this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Teng took out a very small silver knife from his arms, "This is my mother's thing, give it to you for self-defense!" ”

Jiang Xiaoli took the knife, it was very sharp and delicate, if it wasn't a knife, it would be mistaken for an ornament if it was inserted in the hair.

Master Qingyan glanced at her too lightly, maintaining a calm look.

The group disguised themselves as farmers and merchants on the road, and hurried down the mountain.

Jiang Xiaoli leaned against the door frame and watched them drift away, feeling sour in her heart.

She was left alone, as if there were only passers-by in her life, and no one had ever stayed for her.

Baiyun Temple is not as good as a big temple, and there are only fifteen people in the whole courtyard.

Jiang Xiaoli's existence is very embarrassing, she is neither a monk, nor a person who is seriously ill or has a lot of worries and needs to be influenced by Buddhist scriptures.

Master Qingyan didn't react to her stay, and she didn't arrange for her to do anything. But she can't eat rice either, can she? So she took the initiative to go to the kitchen to cook some fasting meals, make some boiling water and chopping wood, and so on.

The monks are kind and kind, and they are also polite when they see Jiang Xiaoli. Most of the nuns were the same age and had a common language, and it didn't take long for everyone to get along.

"Why did you become a monk?" Jiang Xiaoli added some firewood to the stove.

The one who was chopping vegetables was a little master named Qingyu, and she said with some sadness, "My brother was born in poor health, and I heard a master say that my eight characters were too hard, and I collided with him, and only a monk can resolve it, so my mother sent me here." ”

So superstitious?

Sure enough, women in ancient times had no status, and they were casually fooled by a few charlatans, and they ruined the good life of other girls.

"Would you like to, then?" I don't accept people who are involuntary monks!

I didn't want to be Qingyu, but I said, "Yes!" She put down the kitchen knife and came over, "I came here when I was three years old, although I don't remember, but I know that I can eat and dress here, why don't I want to?" ”

"Oh too! The temple is full of incense, how can there be no hungry people. "Besides, it's still a good place to become a monk, and if you buy something in Smoke Willow Lane, this person is really ruined.

"Not really!" Qing Yu looked left and right, looking very mysterious, "The current presiding officer Qingyan Shitai, but the wife of the concubine of the court, just for some reason, invited herself to become a monk, and the queen mother gave this temple to let her practice." ”

Jiang Xiaoli was stunned, this is a big gossip. In this way, it can be regarded as the right number with Qingya's letter, but when I think about it, it is not right.

"Did Qingya also come to the temple since she was a child?"

"Senior Sister Qingya came here by herself when she was five years old, and I heard that she was bullied by several aunts in the family, and she didn't wear shoes when she came." Qing Yu looked serious.

This also makes sense, it seems that the master has not achieved the true purity of the six roots.

Everyone's life is very regular, eating and reciting scriptures, reciting scriptures and eating. And when she was about to go to find Master Qingyan, she couldn't open her mouth when the words came to her mouth.

This embarrassing state lasted for four or five days, and was finally broken at noon one day.

At lunchtime, the little master guarding the door ran in and bit his ear for a while.

Master Qingyan's calm expression fluctuated slightly, and she put down the dishes and chopsticks and walked out.

Qing Yu poked Jiang Xiaoli and muttered in a low voice: "It is estimated that someone from Xiangguo's Mansion is here!" ”

Xiangguofu? What time is it today? Could it be H2?