Chapter 22 Abbot, your Buddha mind is unstable22
  Seven Buddha Hall.

Mo Kong knelt in front of the seven towering Buddha statues, with no futon under his knees.

Dao Hai took it for a long time before slowly bringing the stick.

Mo Kong raised his head and looked at the Buddha statue in front of him, clasped his hands, and said with a firm expression: "Amitabha! Mo Kong has moved his mortal heart and has no face to enter this holy Buddhist door again. My Buddha is merciful, and I am willing to suffer the eighty-one punishments of carrying the staff." , petition to return to secular life!”

"What?!" The stick in Dao Hai's hand fell to the ground. He ran forward, full of shock and confusion, "Abbott, you...you actually want to return to secular life? What on earth could shake your rock-solid strength?" Buddha’s heart?”

Mo Kong seemed to sigh slightly through his nose, and said: "I entered Buddhism for the purpose of atonement for my own sins. If my purpose is not pure, how dare I claim to be as solid as a rock? Buddhism is a holy place, but now I I am moved by my mortal heart, but I don’t want to give her up, so I can only...return to the secular world."

Dao Hai pondered for a while and exclaimed: "The person in the abbot's heart is Concubine Su?"

Mo Kong remained silent.

Dao Hai knew that he had acquiesced in this, and said anxiously: "But has the abbot ever thought that maybe all this is the plan of the Holy One? With the abbot's thoughtful mind, he must have already known about these people who were punished in the temple. Ladies and gentlemen, the reason why the Holy One does not want them to go back is to cover up that one spy among them.

There are a total of eighteen people, but we still don’t know which one of them it is. Perhaps the Holy Concubine Su thought that the spies didn’t get any useful information, so she was sent to seduce the abbot to test the abbot’s secrets. Do you want to become a Buddha wholeheartedly, or do you still have the desire to rebel in your heart, Abbot! If you really return to secular life, the Holy One will definitely think that you still have treasonous intentions and kill you! "

Daohai persuaded him earnestly.

Mo Kong replied firmly: "She can't be a spy sent by him. What's more, you also saw the cane punishment she was punished with. It took more than ten days to get to the temple all the way, and her injuries were only one It took many months to barely calculate it, which shows how serious it is."

Seeing that Mo Kong didn't believe it, Dao Hai became even more anxious, and quickly added: "In order to stabilize his throne, what can't he do? His methods can make Su Wanqing obediently punished and do things for him. Besides, he also wants to promise his favorite Princess Phoenix to Su Zheng, which shows how much he uses the Su family!"

"Even if she is, so what." Mo Kong turned a deaf ear to Dao Hai's earnest words and said coldly, "Do it!"

"Abbot!!"

"Do it! Don't let me say it a third time!" Mo Kong's order was unquestionable.

Dao Hai tremblingly picked up the stick on the ground and cried out in tears: "Abbott! A strategist like you shouldn't have lost an inch for a woman! What's more, this is an eighty stick... …”

"Daohai!!"

Mo Kong became angry.

Dao Hai gritted his teeth and held back tears as he raised the stick in his hand, but he couldn't bear to bring it down.

Suddenly.

A young monk hurried in from outside the hall, holding a letter in his hand. He hurriedly said: "Abbot! Prison! A letter from the Holy One!"

Dao Hai had an excuse and quickly put down the stick in his hand and went to pick up the letter from the young monk's hand. The young monk clasped his hands together, lowered his head, and exited the hall.

Dao Hai opened the letter, read it for a while and his expression changed slightly: "Abbott! The letter said that on the occasion of the Saint's birthday in half a month, he would invite all the empresses back to the palace for a banquet. Abbot, you... are going too, saying that you are doing so as a monk. Long live his blessing!”

Mo Kong suddenly clenched his hands, his eyes filled with endless hatred, and he said coldly: "Everyone in the world can live a long life, but he alone is not worthy of living a hundred years!"

Dao Hai suddenly thought of something and said hurriedly: "Abbott! At this juncture, you can't return to the secular world. The Holy One is asking you to go back with those empresses on the pretext of your birthday. I'm afraid he wants to test you personally. If you return to the secular world at this moment, , what are waiting for you in the palace are tens of thousands of forbidden troops who want to kill you!"

Mo Kong seemed to be thinking. Dao Hai suddenly had an idea and thought of a good way. He immediately changed his angle and tried to dissuade him: "Abbot! Even if you don't take your life seriously, have you ever thought about the reason why you returned to secular life? If you die, Then maybe Su Wanqing can get along with Li Huai, the young master of the Li family. When the grass grows on your grave, abbot, Dao Hai will probably be the only one to take care of it for you, right?"

The infuriating scene of Su Wanqing praising Li Huai suddenly appeared in Mo Kong's mind, and he clenched his hands even tighter. He turned his head slightly and looked at the unscrupulous Dao Hai displeasedly.

Dao Hai quickly lowered his eyes, not meeting Mo Kong's terrifying cold eyes.

……

As soon as the concubines heard that they could return to the palace, they immediately became happy and packed their things neatly to prepare for departure.

However, Concubine Liu became more and more depressed ever since the young monk left the temple.

Su Wanqing glanced at Concubine Liu's absent-minded look and suddenly remembered that these concubines had previously wanted the emperor to order her beheading.

Then the only thing they could do was to send the Heart Sutra to the palace and jointly write a letter of accusation to report her crimes of slandering them one after another.

And could it be that the incident that happened in the middle was Concubine Liu?

Because once Su Wanqing's crime was proven, they and the concubines would definitely be able to go back. Concubine Liu might have sent someone to intercept the letters because the young monk didn't want to go back.

However, these are just Su Wanqing's guesses.

……

The carriage set off in great force, and some manpower was mobilized from the local county government to escort the nineteen beautiful ladies.

They, or two or three of them, were riding in the same sedan chair, and they were all talking happily, saying that as long as they could perform better in front of the emperor this time, they might be able to stay in the palace completely without going back.

Su Waqing, who was riding alone in a sedan chair, had no intention of returning to the old emperor. However, the temple was indeed very poor. Not only did he have to copy the Heart Sutra ten times with that difficult-to-use brush, but he also had to get up and kneel before dawn every day. Chant before the Buddha.

God knows how she, who has trouble getting out of bed, battles wits and courage with that verbose Rong Mei every day. Except for Mo Kong, a delicious delicacy that can be swallowed, everything else is bitter.

……

The carriage drove for most of the day and stopped at a beautiful place to let everyone get out and breathe some air.

Su Wanqing got off the carriage. She glanced at the surrounding scenery and suddenly felt a little familiar. She continued walking forward and reached an uninhabited river. This feeling of familiarity became stronger and stronger.

Could it be that the original Su Wanqing came here?
  But...that's not right.

Su Wanqing suddenly remembered that this scenery was very similar to the place where she and that talented and handsome man had been. Is this... could it be a coincidence?

When Su Wanqing was stunned.

Suddenly there was the sound of familiar footsteps on the grass behind her.

(End of this chapter)

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