Chapter 218: Application.

"The donor is from a famous family, and Lord Shen is even more loyal and honest. Aren't you afraid of bringing disgrace upon your father by killing a living being unjustly?"

Shen Anan sneered.

"I only know that being loyal and honest will also put me in prison, and I am walking on thin ice. If I can save my family, killing a few people in vain is not a big deal. After all, my hands are already covered in blood."

There was tenacity in her eyes, and she stared at Wen Yin's face without blinking as it slowly turned solemn and pale.

"The master said that fate is predetermined and what can be changed is only the process, but I don't believe it. I only believe that everything depends on human effort."

Now, she is no longer afraid of whether Wen Yin can see anything.

Wen Yin was silent for a long time.

Shen Anan said calmly, "The nameless tablet that the master is worshipping is surnamed Shen, right? I heard that he is your good friend?"

Wen Yin remained silent, but did not refute, which was tantamount to acquiescence.

"Does that Mr. Shen have anything to do with the fact that Concubine Shu stays at Xiangjue Temple every month?"

"You can go back and ask Donor Xiao about these matters."

Wen Yin's face was sullen, and there was a hint of sharpness in his kindness.

Shen Anan raised her red lips slightly, "If my husband knew, I wouldn't come to ask the master."

She looked out the window again, "Master, please think carefully before answering."

Wen Yin said, "What happened back then was related to the royal family. I am just a monk and I really don't know anything about it."

"You must know what happened in Xiangjue Temple, right? For example, what kind of person is Lord Shen, and whether he has a secret affair with Concubine Shu!"

Wen Yin's face trembled, and she looked up at Shen An'an, "Since it is related to the royal family, there are some things that Lao Na will die for no doubt whether he says it or not."

Today, I was threatened by Shen An'an. If I said something I shouldn't have said, the emperor would come to settle accounts with me. By then, not to mention the two lives, I'm afraid that everyone in the entire temple would be at risk.

Shen Anan stared at Wen Yin.

Although he said nothing, he revealed so much information.

What is the truth that makes the emperor so afraid that he wants to kill someone? The affair between Concubine Shu and that man?

It's impossible. If that were the case, the emperor would definitely publicize it widely to restrain Xiao Yuan, and vice versa, it would be disadvantageous to him.

What would that be?

A thought quickly flashed through Shen Anan's mind, and her almond eyes narrowed into a slit, "I heard that Empress Shufei came to Xiangjue Temple to stay for a while to pray for the emperor, and asked for the emperor's consent?"

He lowered his eyes and said nothing when he heard the voice.

"It is said that Lord Shen died because of rumors, and the emperor supports Concubine Shu to stay for a while..."

"Donor Shen," Wen Yin finally spoke, "Laonan is just an ordinary monk. There are more than a hundred lives in the temple. Don't embarrass Lao Na anymore. This will accumulate merit for these hundred lives."

Shen Anan knew that she must have guessed right.

The rumors back then were most likely that the Emperor used Concubine Shu to get rid of Lord Shen in order to cover up his own crime of stealing someone else's wife and completely possess Cao Rou.

But even if Concubine Shu is not smart, the Qi family who can sit in charge of the border are not fools. Didn’t they see the clues?

It was obviously impossible for Wen Yin to tell the details of that year, so Shen Anan asked in a different way, "How did you and that adult know each other?"

"Chess friend." This time Wen Yin finally answered her question.

“Is he good at chess?”

"fine."

It is said that one can tell a person's character by watching how he plays chess. The way he plays chess can reveal a person's character. Master Wenyin is called a master, so he is certainly not bad, and the people he calls friends should not be bad either.

"I'm currently facing some difficult issues regarding Mr. Shen."

Wen Yin frowned and said nothing.

"I am not forcing you, Master. I just want to ask you for a small portrait of the appearance and spirit of Master Shen back then."

He was slightly startled when he heard the voice, and suddenly looked up at her.

"This request should be the simplest for you."

A painting is always better than talking about the secrets of the royal family.

"It's been so long, I can't remember it clearly anymore."

"Really?" Shen Anan asked back, but his tone was unusually calm, "How old is Master Wenyin this year? There should be an old monk about your age in the temple, right?"

"If I put a knife to their necks, do you think they will confess?"

"Donor Shen." Wen Yin's face was gloomy. "You are blessed by heaven to be reborn in Nirvana. It is the fate of the person who spent this life to ask for it. Don't let it down. Killing will have consequences."

Shen Anan's heart trembled violently, he really knew about her affairs.

His expression remained calm, "You said it's a matter of cause and effect in the future, but I only look at the present."

Wen Yin shook her head. "Why is the benefactor so stubborn? The sins you have committed will eventually be borne by your destined person in this life. Don't you really regret it?"

Her heart sank, and her eyes suddenly turned cold. "My destined one? Who are you talking about?"

Xiao Yuan?

Of course, he is a person who is entangled in two lives. Wen Yin shook her head. Some things cannot be said too much, as it will not be good for anyone.

"The secret of heaven cannot be revealed, the donor just needs to know it in his heart."

"You mean, the sin of killing that I caused will eventually be avenged on him?" Shen Anan stared at him and asked.

Wen Yin shook her head again and said nothing.

Shen Anan lowered his head, staring at his hands, his head buzzing.

The Tianshui city government office, the battle in the back mountain, and the blood and corpses all over the ground began to appear before their eyes.

Her hands trembled slightly.

Will all those lives be avenged on Xiao Yuan?

"What do you mean by that? What does my life have to do with him?"

Wen Yin lowered his head and began to chant the Buddha's name without saying a single word.

Time passed by drop by drop, like a small hammer hitting her heart lightly, making her feel very uncomfortable.

Is this life what your destined person asked for?

Xiao Yuan in this life? Have you achieved rebirth in your previous life?

Her mind was a mess that couldn't be untangled and was becoming increasingly chaotic.

I don't know how long it took, but Shen An'an's mind gradually calmed down as he heard the Buddhist chants one after another.

Qingfeng's voice came from outside, "Princess, it's getting late. We should go back."

If I don't go back, I'll have to walk in the dark, which is particularly unsafe at this critical moment.

Shen Anan collected his thoughts and responded, and said to Wen Yin, “Master Yu, which is more important, a painting or a monk outside? You must decide as soon as possible.”

Wen Yin hesitated for only a moment, then stood up and silently spread the paper and ground the ink.

The black ink slowly spread onto the white rice paper, outlining the outline of a person.

Shen Anan stared at the painting, her eyes gradually becoming dim, and she didn't come back to her senses until Wen Yin put down the brush.

"Donor Shen?"

"Huh?" She came back to her senses, shock still in her eyes.

"The person in the painting, is that Lord Shen?"

"His name is Shen Zhi." Wen Yin fanned the ink dry and handed it to Shen Anan.

Apply for it?

Shen Anan suddenly raised her eyes, stared straight into his eyes and said, "Master, have you ever heard of a name called Shen Yunbai?"

Wen Yin shook her head slowly, "I've never heard of it."

"A person who looks 70% similar to Shen Zhi."

Wen Yin's expression paused and she shook her head again.

Shen Anan lowered her eyes and stared at the portrait that looked almost the same as Shen Yunbai, her brows slightly furrowed.

They really do look alike, but the person in the painting looks sunny and cheerful, completely unlike Shin Yunbai's gloomy and cold nature, so you can tell them apart at first glance.

Distinguish? Shen Anan suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and looked at Wen Yin, "Master, is this Shen Zhi, Master Shen, dead?"

"I was beheaded by the emperor in prison that year, of course I can be sure of that." Wen Yin frowned and said, "Why does Mr. Shen ask this?"

"Did you see the body yourself?"

Wen Yin nodded, "Yes, I personally collected the body and buried it in the coffin."

Hearing this, Shen Anan still had doubts in his eyes.

The person in the painting looked too much like Shin Yunbai, and the sudden appearance of two Shin Yunbais made her wonder if the person in the painting was still alive.

"The painting has been given to the donor. It's time for you to leave."

Shen Anan came back to his senses, glanced at Wen Yin, and nodded, "Then I won't bother you any more, Master. Goodbye."

After saying this, she took the portrait and prepared to leave, but suddenly stopped as she stepped out of the door.

"What will be the retribution that the master is talking about?"

"This is the way of heaven, and cannot be explained in words. Amitabha."

Shen Anan also knew that some things were inconvenient to say.

"Does Shen Zhi have any offspring?"

"This... Lao Na doesn't know."

Shen Anan frowned, turned around and left without saying a word.

The door of Master Wen Yin's room was closed from the outside. A quarter of an hour later, a black shadow was suddenly cast in the room, and a man in black clothes and a black hat walked out from behind the screen.

"If you seek the skin of a tiger, you must be careful not to get hurt by it. You took too much risk this time."

The man's expression remained unchanged. "Thank you for taking me in these few days. My injuries are almost healed. I will leave today."

Wen Yin looked at his back and sighed again, "Aren't you worried about getting yourself into trouble? That person is unpredictable, you will be in danger!"

"It's okay." The man's lips curled up slightly, "Isn't there someone to help me? I'll just wait and see. Only when both sides suffer losses can we gain the advantage."

He stared at the courtyard, where Shen Anan and the others had just stood.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Wouldn't it be more effective to persuade both sides to defect?