Raiders of the Empress: My Empress is Too Small

Chapter 1328 Visiting Third Aunt 1
Ming You originally came here to find an honest reason, seeing her mention it, he simply asked a few more words, "Then the illness is better, why doesn't aunt come back to live and enjoy the family relationship?"

"It is said that my mother-in-law has a strange illness. She has been ill for many years and is blessed by the incense of the ancient temple, so Su Bai and her mother-in-law have never dared to take it back or have the idea of ​​returning. After a long time, they are both used to it. Su Bai said, Nothing is worth the word fate, my mother-in-law has stayed in the ancient temple for a long time, but she is also used to the life of the ancient temple. So I always send some incense and silver up the mountain every year to donate, and then give my mother-in-law some Buddhist scriptures and ancient tree clothing!"

"It's such a powerful incense, I think I have to go and have a look." Touching his forehead, he said, "I just made a wish, so that the scar on my forehead will heal sooner." The serious appearance made Li's sister-in-law laugh out loud.

Going to Li Subai's house to find the most serious excuse, Mingyou went to Yingyue Ancient Temple where the third aunt lived, Feng Qingqian followed Mingyou but did not refuse, after all, why not do it if there is a free laborer to carry things for him ?
Carrying the things prepared by myself and Li's sister-in-law, I went up the mountain, and saw a quaint small temple. Speaking of which, it could be regarded as the smallest temple inside and outside Qingliang City, and I didn't see many people coming here all the year round.

There is a clear difference from those with the most incense, Mingyou whispered, "Well, it is also a temple, and the offerings are all Bodhisattvas and Buddhas, so the treatment is different.

Some have gold foil to cross the body, some are full of incense, and people come and go to pay homage.But no one cares about this ancient Yingyue Temple!It can be seen that being a Bodhisattva is as difficult as being a human being! "

Feng Qingqian frowned at what she said, and said, "Where did I realize that nonsense."

Just said a word, then I heard the little monk passing by put his palms together, and said very politely, "What the benefactor said is very reasonable, but the poor monk thinks that the benefactor didn't explain everything. They are all Bodhisattvas.

It can be seen that the incense is strong, and whether there are many people is not related to the Bodhisattva, just like the past in this mundane world, they are all illusory things, coming and going, illusions of things outside the body, why bother to worry about ourselves? "

This was said plainly, but Kong Mingyou felt it made sense.Then he laughed, "Little master is young, and his cultivation level is not small."

The little monk laughed, "The poor monk is over sixty."

Mingyou was startled, "What?" He met his gaze, looked around carefully, and saw that the little monk's figure was only about the height of a normal fifteen or sixteen-year-old child, with a round head and a round face, with a full face. Not to mention the face, there is not even the slightest trace of wind and frost around the eyebrows and eyes.Silently looked at his hands and neck, no wrinkles or slack.

Looking at the whole body, there is no sign of aging.Mingyou looked around him carefully, obviously not believing it, "Could it be that you are a mountain monster who has become a spirit, you don't look like a 60-year-old monk at all."

The little monk laughed, "What you see with your eyes may not be true. People in the world are often deceived by their own eyes. If you look more with your heart, you will be more transparent."

Mingyou and Feng Qingqian followed him in, and Mingyou sized him up all the way.He clasped his hands together and smiled, "Female benefactor, this is just a skin. What's the difference between 16 years old and 60 years old? Many people at the foot of the mountain know the poor monk. If the benefactor doesn't believe me, go down the mountain and ask me, the empty monk." I will know."

(End of this chapter)