Reborn Princess Chasing Her Husband Crematorium

Shen Qing examined the young monk.

The little monk's eyes were as clear as spring water, without any distracting thoughts.

Then, Shen Qing looked at Tang Zongjiu again.

"Master Wuwu's lectures are rare, why not give them?" Tang Zongjiu said with a smile.

"Can the consort also stay here?" Shen Qing asked the little novice monk.

"Of course, Huguo Temple has residences for men and women." The young novice monk said.

"I want to watch the sunrise." After asking the little novice monk, Shen Qing looked at Tang Zongjiu again.

"Okay." Tang Zongjiu's smile deepened.

Shen Qing looked around the Huguo Temple.

Huguo Temple is located on a mountain. Although it is cold, it is also clean.

The old monk would lecture me every day, and there was a beautiful snow scene nearby. In the early morning, Tang Zongjiu could take me to the top of the mountain to watch the sunrise.

Isn’t this a wonderful little life?

Think of it as making up for the wedding trip with Tang Zongjiu!
Live and live.

"Su Fang." Shen Qing called.

"Princess." Su Fang was already thinking about what Shen Qing and Tang Zongjiu would need to live here.

"We'll just stay here," Shen Qing said, smiling at the little novice monk, "Let's go."

"Princess, please." The little novice monk stretched out his hand and walked towards the backyard of Huguo Temple.

"No, no," Shen Qing said, "Others will go to their residences first, but we won't go there yet."

"Princess?" The little novice monk's bright eyes were filled with confusion.

"Let's go find Master Wuwu first." Shen Qing narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Lead the way."

The young novice monk did not leave immediately. After repeatedly confirming that host Wuwu did not refuse to meet with Shen Qing, the young novice monk chose to listen to Shen Qing's words.

This princess was a little too much for him to bear.

In the Zen room where Wuwu is located, one can feel a calm atmosphere through a door.

It is obviously no different from other rooms, but just because Wuwu is inside, the entire Zen room is surrounded by a deep and secluded feeling, which is not as ethereal as the fireworks in the human world.

"Creak -" the door opened.

"Amitabha." The little novice monk said, "Master, the princess is here."

After saying that, the little novice monk respectfully withdrew.

Shen Qing stepped into the Zen room with his left foot first, and began to look around the Zen room.

This Zen room is not big, with some Buddhist murals hanging on the dark gray walls.

On the cabinet next to the Zen room, there are various Buddha statues and rosary beads quietly placed.

There is a low wooden table in the center of the Zen room, and Wuwu is sitting on the mat in front of the low table, meditating.

Sunlight pours into the house through the windows of the Zen room, illuminating the entire Zen room.

Wuwang was sitting under this ray of sunshine, as if his whole body was coated with a layer of golden light, making him even more unlike a mortal.

Shen Qing walked slowly to Wuwang and sat on the ground on a mat.

"Master." Shen Qing said.

"Your Highness, you are here." Wuwang opened his eyes.

Shen Qing also raised his phoenix eyebrows and looked firmly at Wuwang.

Wuwu's eyes are transparent, like a stream flowing in a mountain stream, like a calm lake, like a spring flowing through it, or like gurgling raindrops.

If Shen Qing had not died once, facing such eyes full of wisdom, Shen Qing would hardly be able to maintain himself at this moment.

"Master, why are you looking for me?" Shen Qing asked straight to the point.

"Lecture with the princess." Wuwang said calmly.

Wuwang's voice was different from when he was chanting sutras at the palace banquet a few days ago.

The voice at that time was filled with a trace of tragic compassion.

At this time, Wuwu, who was talking face to face with Shen Qing, had a slightly quiet voice, lingering in the Zen room, with a touch of indifference that was beyond the world.

Shen Qing: "I don't need to listen to the scriptures."

Wuwu: "Listening to the Sutra can get rid of nightmares."

Shen Qing: "How did the master know that I have a nightmare?"

Wuwu: "The Buddha said it cannot be said."

Shen Qing: "Master, you want to get rid of the nightmare and keep me here. Do you want me to ask for something?"

Wuwu: "Yes."

Oh, this old monk admits it easily.

Shen Qing: "What can a woman from this palace do for the master?"

Wuwu: "Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda." Shen Qing: "Whose life should I save?"

Wuwu: "The secret of heaven must not be leaked."

Shen Qing: "Why should I save you?"

Wuwu: "There is a cause before and there is a result after."

Shen Qing: "Master, I'm not that easy to fool."

Wuwu: "I hope the princess will have mercy on the common people."

Shen Qing: "What does this have to do with the common people?"

Wuwu: "Every flower, every grass, every tree, every person and thing is all living things."

Shen Qing had a headache.

In her two lifetimes, she had never had a fight with a monk. She felt that Tang Zongjiu should do this kind of brain-consuming thing.

Shen Qing stood up: "Since the master refuses to speak clearly, I can only disappoint the master."

Wuwu: "Your Highness, don't you want to get rid of the nightmare?"

Shen Qing: "Master, isn't a nightmare an inspiration?"

Wuwu: "Amitabha, Your Highness has great wisdom."

Shen Qing: "Then I won't disturb the master."

Wuwu: "Your Highness, please do so."

Shen Qing straightened his sleeves.

Her eyes were fixed on Wuwu.

This old monk, who was present from the beginning to the end, closed his eyes after saying "Your Highness, please," and began to chant sutras alone while turning the beads.

He looked like he was about to attain enlightenment and ascend to heaven at any moment.

Shen Qing's eyes remained motionless, staring at Wuwu.

But Wuwu didn't seem to be affected by this sight at all, and he was always chanting sutras rhythmically.

The entire Zen room fell into a peaceful and peaceful silence.

She was never the person who could build a seven-level pagoda as Wuwang said.

There were tens of thousands of people in Xi Kingdom dying every day. How could she be saved?

In her previous life, her country was ruined and her family was destroyed, and her parents died in front of her. What else could she do besides cry?
In the past few days, the people had praised her to the heavens, but she didn't listen to a word of it.

Because she knows that she is not.

She saved Wang Banxi because she fell in love with Wang Banxi.

She saved Qin Siwan because Qin Siwan could make money for her.

She doesn't have that much kindness, and she's not a kind person.

She didn't think she would stay to save people because of her innocent words.

As for the cycle of cause and effect, she has already experienced death, so what else can affect her?

Neither can the nightmare that haunts her day and night.

The old monk came out of the mountain on New Year's Eve. Mr. Qin bought him with 1000 million taels of silver. It was the cause and effect between Wuwang and Mr. Qin. What does it have to do with her?

There has never been any intersection between her and Wuwu. Now, why does the old monk want to give himself this share of karma?
Shen Qing couldn't figure it out.

Shen Qing turned around but Wuwan didn't move at all.

Shen Qing raised his feet slightly, but Wuwan didn't move at all.

Shen Qing took a few steps toward the door of the Zen room, but Wuwan didn't move at all.

Shen Qing moved to the wooden door of the Zen room, without moving at all.

Shen Qing slowly raised his hand and put it on the handle of the Zen room door, without moving at all.

Snow scene, sunrise, saving people, getting rid of nightmares.

Shen Qing, Shen Qing, when did you become so nosy?

Shen Qing clicked his tongue inwardly.

Why was he caught by an old monk?
Shen Qing turned around suddenly, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, a little hating himself for not living up to expectations.

She took three big strides "ta da da" and walked up to Wu Wang who was still motionless.

With a "swipe-" sound, he made a bold move and sat down without any image.

"If you can't get rid of the nightmare, I will destroy your country-protecting temple!" Shen Qing said fiercely.

"Amitabha."

This time, Wuwang moved and moved the wooden fish on the side between the two of them.

"Your Highness is very kind."

In the Zen room, accompanied by the clear "dong dong dong dong" and the melodious sound of Sanskrit, everything around seemed to be cleansed from the soul.