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Chapter 457 Gods and Buddhas Can't Save Me ([-])

Thinking of the things Shen He left behind, Song Xuanrong couldn't help feeling greedy.

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 a third, it is enough to make their Song family rich for generations without worrying about it.

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

He hurriedly found the servants of the Song family, arranged for them to go to prepare, and wanted to take Shen Qingwu back to the capital as soon as possible, so as to pick up Song Yuxing.

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

Before he was about to leave, Shen Qingwu saw Abbot Jiushan appearing outside the temple gate.

Abbot Jiushan held several thick Buddhist scriptures in his hand, and said that he would give Shen Qingwu as a parting gift.

"Mr. Shen, you have a very high level of wisdom and a clear mind. You will definitely surpass the old monk in terms of Buddhism. You really don't consider the old monk's previous proposal?"

Shen Qingwu laughed lightly when he heard the words:

"Does the abbot think that I have a high level of wisdom and I am suitable for practicing Buddhism, or is he afraid that if I leave this Miaofa Temple, I will cause harm to the common people?"

Abbot Jiushan looked at the young man in front of him who was still smiling even though his brows were still dark, and couldn't help but disagree:
"Almsgiver, when is it time to repay the injustice, good and evil are repaid, the law of heaven reincarnates, why do you use yourself to provoke sin?"

"The way of heaven?"

Shen Qingwu laughed lowly.

As if hearing something very interesting.

There was some inexplicable sarcasm in that laugh, and it seemed to be sarcasm.

Shen Qingwu exuded a gloomy aura, and when his eyelashes drooped slightly, he looked at his broken legs:
"If there is a way of heaven, how can the wicked be at ease."

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

He has never done bad things, he has been kind to others, and he has never had the slightest bit of selfishness. How could he be allowed to get this kind of retribution, and he will never be able to stand up again.

Shen Qingwu's eyes were full of frost.

"It is said that a family that accumulates good will have lingering celebrations, and a family that has accumulated evil will have surviving calamities."

"But look, how many good people die early in this world, and the wicked are free, and how many generations of prosperous descendants are Yinlong, who are cold and vicious stepping on other people's bones to rise to power."

"You told me not to provoke sins, but why did other people let me go? As early as in the poisonous swamp in Longmu Mountain, I have walked with sins. Does the abbot think that a few Buddhist scriptures can save me?"

Shen Qingwu touched the casing on the Buddhist scripture with his hands, and after a laugh, 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 clearly know what the Song family did is abominable, and you know that the false monk's story is false, but you only abide by your precepts and rules, and you have no intention of entering the world to save people."

"You all know that the so-called emperor's words are all false, and you know that the prince is not a lucky star, but you still succumb to the imperial power and acquiesce in the saying that the prince and Buddha enter a dream, and use this to change the name of the national temple, and the Miaofa Temple has been prosperous for a hundred years .”

"If you yourself are obsessed with worldly desires for power, what qualifications do you have to persuade me to abandon my grievances and follow the Buddha?"

"To be honest, I'm really not ashamed of you."

Shen Qingwu looked at Abbot Jiushan coldly, and looked past him when he saw Song Xuanrong walking towards this side.

The shadowy color filled the eyes, and the corners of the pale mouth were full of coldness.

(End of this chapter)