"It's Miss Mo's Women's Army!"

"It's immoral!"

"Phew!"

"I have a dignified eyebrows, not as good as his skirt."

In the midst of countless words and eyes, another set of eyes shot from the horse, the sedan chair, and the restaurant.

Those powerful children, they have seen Mo Lingfeng's arrogance, Mo Qianlan's pampering, and her cold and arrogant treatment of her parents, at this time they looked at Mo Lingfeng on the horse, wanting to see if Mo Qianlan's coma had shattered her pride, whether she was a crystal ball, a little turmoil, it would shatter.

It's a pity that they didn't get their wish, what they saw in their eyes was still Mo Lingfeng's arrogance, indifference, and disdain, and she casually swept over these people, revealing her identity.

A young, heavily armed female military attaché.

No one wants to fall into the ground!

In the side eyes of everyone, Yin Bei and Wu Jin fell at the back of the team, looking insignificant.

Wu Jin ignored the filthy words, saw many women, lifted the curtain, and cast envious eyes.

What they envy is freedom.

This team of women's troops, like a gust of wind, quietly blew into their hearts, opening an exit to the cage that imprisoned them - there is no endless road, and they can still join the army.

A group of people in the midst of all the attention, to the temple outside, today's Mid-Autumn Festival, there are many people, plus the autumn is not over, the number of people who come to burn incense is countless, people come and go, so lively.

Yin Bei dismounted first, went to explain to the abbot of the temple, Mo Lingfeng turned over and dismounted, inserted the horse whip, and asked Yin Nan to tie the horse, he was dressed in front of the mountain gate, smoothed his clothes, and turned back to Wu Jin behind and said: "Wu Jin, let's go." ”

Wu Jin held the vermilion lacquered sandalwood box in both hands, followed closely behind Mo Lingfeng, and stepped into the mountain gate together.

As soon as you enter the mountain gate, everyone's ears are suddenly quiet, and all earthly things are cut off behind the mountain gate, and thousands of troubles disappear in Sanskrit sound.

Stepping on the incense of the Buddha, an old monk in the temple led the two little monks to greet him, bowed down: "Tan Yue Dade, please come with me." ”

Mo Lingfeng learned from his appearance and returned the courtesy, and followed him all the way to the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Although there are many pilgrims, the temple is not noisy, but all the way still attracts the attention of everyone, wait until the main hall, there are more people who worship the Buddha, the monks lead their group to wait outside, and when there are few people, they go in.

The main hall is a flying beetle, the momentum is magnificent, it enshrines Shakyamuni, Amitabha Buddha and Medicine Buddha III Buddha, the east and west walls are eighteen arhats, near the statue of Amitabha Buddha, there is the deceased soul of Pudu.

Mo Lingfeng took the sandalwood square box from Wu Jin's hand and opened the lid of the box: "Mage, here is the roster of one hundred and thirty soldiers who died in battle, their names, ages, and the places of birth are all here. ”

As soon as these words came out, the pilgrims who were still worshipping suddenly quieted down, quietly stepped aside, and looked at Mo Lingfeng and the Women's Army.

The wolf smoke and blood on the battlefield suddenly filled the main hall, so that the pilgrims had to be in awe - they have not yet become the souls of the sword, not relying on the Buddha, relying on the blood of the soldiers.

The old monk took the list in his hand, and felt extremely heavy, said "Amitabha", placed the list in front of the statue of Sakyamuni, and then led Mo Lingfeng and his party to kneel in front of the Buddha statue.

The old monk was in front, and Mo Lingfeng and Wu Jin knelt down one left and one right.

Twenty female soldiers behind them also knelt down in front of the Buddha.

The madness pauses, and the rest is Bodhi.

Everyone bowed their heads and stretched out their palms to welcome the Buddha, turned their backs to the dust, returned to the clear turbidity, and bowed to the end.

Wu Jin unconsciously looked at Mo Lingfeng, and saw that Mo Lingfeng's face was stable, his palms were turned open, his fingers were soft and slender, and his fingertips were pink, like a lotus flower, in front of the Buddha, his heart bloomed.

The pilgrims held their breath on the side, and the hall was silent for a while, and the sound of the subtle rubbing of the hem of the clothes, the sound of the thick incense ash accumulating on the Buddha's incense, and the tortuous sound of the body because of kneeling and worshipping were all clearly audible.

After Mo Lingfeng bowed three times, he stood up and looked at the Buddha statue for a moment.

The Buddha statue is tall, one foot and three feet, towering under the caisson, standing on the central axis, selflessness and impermanence, great compassion, three paths and six paths, four lives and ten categories, all under the eyes of the Buddha.

For this Buddha statue, the monks are in awe, and the pilgrims on the side are also devoutly afraid to look directly at the Buddha's eyes, and the soldiers behind her are also praying for the blessing of the Buddha.

Even the Mo family army on the battlefield is grateful to her for setting up a death card for the dead soldiers, and they believe that they can also get such a sign after their death, and write their names and origins on it, so that they can eliminate the karma of killing, get rid of suffering and happiness, and get rid of reincarnation as soon as possible.

And Mo Lingfeng faced the Buddha, but he had nothing to say.

The old monk took down the roster and led the little monk to the apse to write the death card, Mo Lingfeng led the soldiers out of the main hall, and was not in a hurry to go out of the mountain gate, but to the apse.

When the pilgrims saw her group, they heard that they had come to worship the death plaque for the soldiers who had died in battle, and they all moved out of the way with compassion and let them come forward.

Today's autumn breeze is dry, the sun shadow is soft, some turtles crawl out of the release pool, there is a place to ask for a peace charm on the side of the apse, Mo Lingfeng asked the women's army to ask for a peace charm, and he and Wu Jin walked forward slowly, followed by the vigilant Yin Shuangsha.

There are also many people in the temple who carry baskets to sell flowers, dates, and candied fruits, and do not shout, but only shuttle through the crowd, and when they meet a person who asks for fruit, the vendors will flock to the customer, and surround the customers, hoping to do a few pennies of business.

Mo Lingfeng saw that someone was selling oil dates, all the dates were red and shiny, and they were not small, so he wanted to eat them for a while, so he asked Yin Bei to buy them.

The old woman carrying the basket was overjoyed, thanked Mo Lingfeng as a female bodhisattva, and gave the basket together, taking the small silver given by Yin Bei, and leaving with gratitude.

Yin Bei carried the basket, took out two and tasted them, and gave them to Yin Nan, and the two of them tested the poison and tasted half full, before they grabbed a handful for Mo Lingfeng.

Mo Lingfeng ate one, spit out a jujube pit, and threw it into the spit pot containing filth on the ground, and a stumbling elm leaf swirled and fell on the top of his head.

"Wu Jin," she squinted her eyes in the sunlight, "do you say that there really are gods and Buddhas in this world?" ”

Wu Jin shook his head: "I don't know." ”

"I'd rather not." Mo Lingfeng threw the remaining few dates back into the basket.

Wu Jin was puzzled: "Why?" ”

"If there are gods and Buddhas, there will be hell, if there is hell, Uncle has created boundless sinful karma, and he will definitely go to hell to suffer from reincarnation, I think there is neither gods and Buddhas, nor hell."

After speaking, she didn't say anything, the posture of looking at the Buddha Hall was no different from looking at the red stone in Xiongshi Gorge.

In her place, the theory of ghosts and gods, which is feared by the world, has also become realistic, and can be swayed by her.

The gods and Buddhas can appease the soldiers and win the hearts of the people, and the peace charm can keep the soldiers invulnerable, so the gods and Buddhas can have it.

The gods and Buddhas will create hell and make her uncle suffer, then there can be none.