Tyrant father's group pet little princess

Chapter 1463
Xia Baoer stepped on the water until she reached the gate of Guanyin Temple.

The skirt below her knees was completely wet.

The little girl pushed open the closed door with great effort.

There was a faint sound of chanting scriptures inside.

She led the guards towards the shimmering hall.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and the water rippled immediately, and the scene inside shocked them.

I saw the monks of Guanyin Temple, led by the old abbot, standing in front of the tall Buddha statue.

Because the Buddha statues are enshrined on high stone steps, they are not disturbed by the water at all.

Poor these monks, their cassocks are soaking wet, but they clasped their hands together and kept chanting Buddhist beads.

They turned their heads and saw Xia Baoer bringing someone in, they were a little surprised.

The old abbot recognized her.

"your Highness."

Xia Baoer frowned: "Grandpa Abbot, what time is it, why don't you leave with the rest of the monks!"

"The flood is about to rise, if you don't go, you will die."

The abbot clasped his hands together, seeing through the eyes of everything in the world, besides old age, there is also wisdom.

"Amitabha, thank you, Your Highness, for your concern, but the poor monk and others, when they converted to Buddhism, made an oath that they would never betray the Buddha at any time."

"Now that the flood is rising, if we abandon the Buddha and let the century-old incense be extinguished, wouldn't we be ashamed of the Buddha's guidance for many years?"

Xia Baoer reprimanded: "False!"

The little girl's voice was clear and crisp, her eyebrows and eyes were clear and bright.

"Grandpa abbot, you have practiced Buddhism for many years in vain, and you don't know that what the Buddha hopes most is to save yourself first, and save others later?"

"You can't even guarantee your own life, and you talk and worship the Buddha? Does the Buddha want to see you like this, not fleeing when the flood comes, waiting for death in vain!"

Xia Baoer's words penetrated the abbot and the monks.

The old abbot looked distressed: "But the Guanyin Temple has had incense for a hundred years, and the poor monk entered the temple at the age of five, and has been praying here for 73 years."

His eyes were full of reluctance, and his old hands caressed the candlesticks and incense tables here.

"Leave this time, and come back again, the temple will definitely be completely different."

Xia Baoer pursed her lips: "Grandpa Abbot, the temple can only exist if people are there. If people are gone, what's the point of giving up life here?"

The abbot was silent for a long time.

Xia Bao'er said again: "Turn back and look at the monks following you."

The abbot looked back and looked at the monks who had been following him all this time.

Their cassocks were drenched, but they did not leave easily.

Put your life in his hands completely.

All kinds of heaviness came to the abbot's heart for a moment.

Xia Baoer persuaded softly.

"When they converted to Buddhism, did they believe that the Buddha taught them to abandon their lives at any time and stick to the temple?"

"Grandpa abbot, leave in time to save yourself and the monks. This is what makes Buddhas and gods happy."

The abbot hesitated again and again, finally closed his eyes and nodded: "It's time to go."

Before he left, he kowtowed heavily on the incense table.

Guanyin Temple has experienced many winds and rains, but he has to take the monks and leave the temple at the most critical time.

My heart is full of reluctance.

But the princess is right, the temple can only exist when there are people.

Xia Baoer brought a group of monks back to the palace.

Duke Dequan counted, and there were 26 monks in total.

But, I couldn't live anymore.

Eunuch Dequan couldn't help but said in a low voice, a little anxiously: "Your Highness, our palace is really overcrowded, and even the firewood room has been vacated for people."

(End of this chapter)