The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 250
Miaozhen remembers it very clearly.

February [-]th of that year was the birthday of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and the nunnery wanted to celebrate the birthday of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Her task was very heavy. Not only did she have to replace all the old couplets in the nunnery, but she also had to write a bunch of Buddhist scriptures.

That night, she wrote under the lamp until midnight. When she couldn't hold on any longer, she lay down on the table and took a nap. When she turned over, her hand accidentally touched the candle and was burned.

The middle finger and index finger of her right hand were burned, and she couldn't use her strength to write. She wrapped a piece of gauze around herself and gritted her teeth to hold on, but it soon bled.

The fingers are connected to the heart, it really hurts.

No one saw it, only Jingchen noticed it.

The next day, Jingchen handed her a thick stack of copied Buddhist scriptures, and she realized that Jingchen's handwriting was outstanding.

"Afterwards, I specifically asked her why she had to hide such a good calligraphy."

"What did she say?"

"She said it's better for people to be stupid and clumsy, otherwise they will easily be jealous."

Xie Zhifei thought about the resentment that the nunnery owner had never let go of, and suddenly asked, "How many people are jealous of her in your nunnery?"

"I don't think so."

Miaozhen fiddled with the beads.

"Monks devote themselves to the Buddha and abstain from the seven emotions and six desires in this world. Jealousy is anger. If you can't even get rid of anger, what kind of practice are you practicing?"

People who have read books are different after all. They actually dare to ask me, Mr. Xie, how brave they are.

"So in your opinion..."

Xie Zhifei's half-closed eyes suddenly widened, "Is Jingchen being too careful?"

Miaozhen only felt two cold lights shooting out from the man's black eyes, like murderous daggers, piercing her heart.

"This……"

"Say!"

Xie Zhifei looked at her and moved his eyebrows forward a few inches.

Li Buyan looked at the cold sweat on Miaozhen's forehead, and then he realized that the third master was treating this person with courtesy first and then attack.

Different people use different ways of asking questions.

Oh, thief!

Miaozhen was forced to hide by Xie Zhifei's gaze. She remained silent for a long time and said, "I think...she might be afraid of trouble."

Xie Zhifei was slightly shocked, "Why do you say that?"

"After I found out that she had a good calligraphy, I begged her to write me a Buddhist sutra. It took several years of begging before she wrote me such a sutra."

Miaozhen: "I also specifically told you that if anyone finds out, just say you wrote it yourself."

There is also a possibility that Jingchen doesn't want others to find out her earthly identity through her words.

Thinking of this, Xie Zhifei picked up the copybook again and read the words carefully.

The Thin Gold Body was created by an emperor of a certain dynasty. It is flexible and fast in writing, and its handwriting is thin and vigorous. It is thin but does not lose its flesh.

In my father's words, people who practice this type of calligraphy have extremely strong and unique personalities.

It is said that words are like people, and writing is like people.

Words and articles are infiltrated into a person's bones and flesh, and cannot be covered up deliberately by Jingchen with a nun's robe.

"Miaozhen, why did you become a monk?" he asked suddenly.

"The official may not believe it, but I grabbed a string of Buddhist beads on Zhou. My mother took me to a temple when I was six years old. I pointed to the Buddha statues in the temple and said, I have seen them before."

Talking about the past, Miaozhen looked a little more relaxed.

"I fell ill after I returned home, and I couldn't see it well. Some monks said that the child must be kept in a temple to support him. I came to Shuiyue Temple when I was ten years old. I first led Fa to practice, but I didn't get sick at all.

But as soon as I had the idea of ​​returning to secular life, illnesses and disasters came, and later I simply became a monk.

When the old nunnery leader accepted me in, she said that in my previous life, I had been with the Bodhisattva, and in this life I came to the mortal world to practice. "

"You have read books and your handwriting is good, which shows that your family background before becoming a monk was not bad?"

"It's not that good. At least I never worry about livelihood. My family gives out porridge twice a year, which is considered a good deed."

After asking this, if he had no questions to ask, Xie Zhifei waved his hand, indicating that Miaozhen could leave.

Li Buyan and others walked away and asked with curiosity: "Third Master, why didn't this one let her go to Xie Mansion to find you?"

Xie Zhifei had an "Are you stupid" look on his face, "Her family can even give out porridge, why do you want to come to me?"

Li Buyan choked and was unconvinced, and asked again: "What tricks did the third master learn from this person?"

Xie Zhifei lazily stretched out two fingers, "First point." "What?"

"Jingchen's family background before becoming a monk was also good, even better than that of Miaozhen's family. Otherwise, he would not have been able to develop such a thin body, such a pair of beautiful hands, and he would not have paid attention to the spring sun, summer wind, and autumn rain. , Dongxue and other things that have nothing to do with livelihood.”

Xie Zhifei smiled: "Master Li, are you right?"

Mr. Li nodded and said, Mr. San, you have a lot of skills.

"The second point is that after she came to Shuiyue An, she was cautious in everything and deliberately hid her clumsiness in order to not be so noticeable."

Xie Zhifei touched his chin, his eyes a little wandering.

"It can be seen that before she became a monk, she experienced earth-shaking changes in her life. She may have fallen from the highest point in life to the lowest point. Well, there is one more thing..."

and also?

Daxia Li's eyes widened.

"Since those who practice Slim Golden Body are all very individual people, this Jingchen should not follow the rules too much before becoming a monk."

Xie Zhifei held his cheek with his hand, "Master Li, what do you think?"

Daxia Li responded with a smile, "I think that you and our lady were reincarnated as foxes in their previous lives."

correct!

A male fox and a female fox, a natural pair.

Xie Zhifei smiled slowly. Before the smile reached his eyebrows, Zhu Qing walked into the room.

"Master, I have asked you all, please take a look."

Xie Zhifei took the paper and turned it over one by one.

The further back I turn, the more my heart sinks.

The answers were surprisingly consistent. The most profound memories were of Jingchen explaining Buddhism to them, without exception.

He put these papers away together with the Buddhist scriptures that Jingchen had copied.

"Let's eat some vegetarian food in the nunnery and ask a few people in the afternoon."

"Yes!"

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard someone shouting from outside, "Master, Third Master, my Third Master..."

It's Shuncai, the boy in his courtyard.

Xie Zhifei and Zhu Qing looked at each other and stood up slowly.

Shuncai rushed in and said breathlessly: "Third Master, this is incredible. Young Master Pei came to the Xie Mansion to propose marriage without telling the elders of the Pei family. Grandma asked you to go back and persuade me!"

Xie Zhifei fell down on the bench, huffing and puffing, and he couldn't breathe evenly.

On the side, Li Buyan chuckled.

"Hey, Mr. Pei's way of looking at people... is okay!"

……

Tai Hospital.

Another servant from Xie Mansion rushed in screaming.

"Mr. Pei, something bad has happened, something has gone wrong!"

Pei Yu was preparing medicine. As an imperial physician, he had heard so many shouts that he didn't even raise his eyelids.

When the boy came closer, he looked calm and said, "Tell me, who in your family is critically ill?"

The young man wiped the sweat from his face and said, "Mr. Pei, please go and have a look. Mr. Pei, he..."

"Is he critically ill?" Pei Yu's hand movements stagnated.

"Little Master Pei is not critically ill. He brought the matchmaker to the Xie Mansion to propose marriage."

"Propose marriage?"

Pei Yu was a little confused: "Who can I propose marriage to?"

"The old lady's distant relative, Miss Yan from our house."

wow-

The herbs were scattered all over the floor.

Pei Yu picked up the corner of his clothes and rushed out like a gust of wind.

What a stupid little beast, he is going to piss me off to death!
(End of this chapter)