【Here it comes, this kind of plot of the Chosen Girl! 】
[This abbot must be some otherworldly master who observed the stars at night and predicted that a little cutie like me would come into this world.]
[After we go in, the abbot will definitely tell me a bunch of nonsense and then give me a Soul-Returning Pill to cure my father.]
[After my father takes that medicine and is cured of all his ailments, the people of Great Chu will live and work in peace and contentment, and I will be the savior of this world, hahahahahaha...]
Even though Qin Songmo was stopped, his little daughter's voice still entered his mind.
I listened to my little daughter's voice with a mixture of laughter and tears, and felt that Yun Rushi and her daughter were still making a fuss behind me.
He frowned and turned to look at Mingyue.
When the latter saw the impatience in the Prime Minister's eyes, he immediately understood what he meant.
Grabbing the back of Yun Rusi's collar, he walked out of the yard. When Mrs. Yun saw her little daughter being carried out of the yard, she immediately followed him crying.
"Put my daughter down!"
As the crying became farther and farther away, the yard finally became quiet.
Qin Songmo stood upright under the towering Bodhi tree in the yard.
The few fallen leaves were blown off the branches by the cold wind, swirling around and finally landing in the man's hood.
The sound of Buddhist scriptures lingered in his ears, and coupled with his little daughter's voice, Qin Songmo recalled that it seemed that it had been a long time since he could get rid of the idea that he was always alone.
With the corners of his lips slightly curved, he bent down to pick up the fallen leaves at his feet, his deep eyes describing the veins of the fallen leaves over and over again.
In the Zen room, Li Shengyi widened his eyes in disbelief.
She raised her hand to make a 'pause' gesture, then reached out to pick her ears.
When she raised her head, her facial features were all wrinkled together, "Master, what did you just say?"
The abbot sat on a cushion with a cup of hot tea placed in front of him. The water vapor turned into white mist and rose up, slightly obscuring the expression between his eyebrows at the moment.
Li Shengyi was close to him, but he could still clearly see the excitement between his eyebrows.
"I say, is that bastard Chu Hong dead?"
The excitement on the abbot's face has not yet faded.
Seeing Li Shengyi nod with a dull expression on his face, the smile on the corner of his lips deepened a lot.
Picking up the hot tea in front of him, the abbot tilted his head back and took a sip, but because the tea was freshly brewed, it was still a little hot on his tongue.
He was burned and almost jumped up from the mat.
"Hot, hot, hot..."
"It's good that he died. The resentment he had accumulated over the years is finally resolved. Amitabha, good."
Li Shengyi: ...
"Master, you are the abbot of Huguo Temple, right?"
Li Shengyi felt a little ashamed. She had been in the book for so long, but still didn't know the secrets of the palace.
As a book traveler, she should be quite a failure.
The abbot put away his scalded tongue and nodded calmly, "So what? Back then, Chu Hong announced to the public that I had become a monk in order to prevent me from competing with him for the throne."
"That bastard even offended my sister. He was allowed to sit in that position for so many years. It was really a bargain for him."
"Amitabha, it is truly the Buddha's blessing and God's grace."
Therefore, the abbot of Huguo Temple was actually Chu Hong’s younger brother or elder brother, who was forced to become a monk.
For so many years, the abbot who seemed to be living in seclusion in Huguo Temple was actually under house arrest in disguise and was not allowed to go anywhere.
"So, Master, you have been in Huguo Temple for so many years..."
"That's right. I recite scriptures and copy books every day, hoping that the Buddha will take him to the Avici Hell as soon as possible. It would be best if he were to fall into the animal realm and be eaten as a roasted suckling pig as soon as he was born!"
When talking about roast suckling pig, the abbot with cold eyebrows and eyes had a clear flash of desire in his eyes.
He looked down at the Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, carefully removed them, and set them aside. "Now that the Buddha has fulfilled his disciple's wish, I will definitely pay for the Buddha's restoration!"
"But before that, I have to go down the mountain and have a good meal. I've been trapped in the Huguo Temple for so many years, and I've been thinking about eating meat day and night. It makes me craving it."
Li Shengyi: ...
At this moment, she could not think of any other way to deal with the emergency except to remain silent.
Where's the promised hermit monk? Where's the promised Chosen Girl plot? Where's the promised Soul-Returning Pill to save her father's life?
Raising her hand silently, she interrupted the abbot who was in the middle of announcing the dishes and said, "Master, so you are forced to stay in Huguo Temple."
"You can't observe the night sky, predict the future, or cure my father's illness?"
The abbot shook his head. "I don't know anything you're talking about, but one thing is for sure: Prime Minister Qin's illness can't be cured by ordinary medicine."
Li Shengyi came to Huguo Temple to ask for advice on how to cure her father.
Now the abbot said that her father's illness could not be cured by ordinary herbs.
Li Shengyi fell flat on the low table and began to cry, "Dad! My poor dad—"
When the abbot saw her crying, he was stunned with the excitement still on his face.
He stretched out his hand to help the little girl up, but when he saw her trembling shoulders, he silently withdrew his hand.
"I didn't say it's incurable. Why are you crying? Your father isn't dead yet."
"Does your father know that you're mourning for him in advance?"
The abbot's words fell into Li Shengyi's ears, and the latter suddenly raised his head from the low table.
The light in the Zen room was dim, but the abbot was not blind.
The little girl in front of me had watery eyes, but no trace of tears. She was just pretending to cry to gain sympathy.
Not only did she pretend to cry, she also pretended to raise her hand to wipe her eyes, and then stared at herself with her big eyes, which were full of the word "desire".
What a great show!
The abbot's eyes twitched slightly. He put his fist to his lips and coughed lightly before speaking, "Prime Minister Qin's illness has always been a heart disease, and there is no cure for heart disease."
Seeing the little girl opening her mouth to cry again, he quickly took out a handkerchief from his arms and stuffed it directly into her mouth, stopping her in time.
"Don't be so quick to cry, I haven't finished what I'm saying yet."
"Although I'm uneducated and don't know how to observe the night sky or make medicine or alchemy, I'm familiar with Qin."
"He has a heart disease, and heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. You are his heart medicine."
Li Shengyi still had a handkerchief stuffed in her mouth. When she heard what the abbot said, she pointed at herself and said, "Hmm?"
The abbot nodded vigorously, "I have known Prime Minister Qin for many years and have been friends with him since our youth."
"For so many years, he has always been a loner, cold-hearted and murderous. But since you appeared, everything about him has changed. He is slowly getting better."
Such a familiar picture.
Li Shengyi took out the handkerchief stuffed in his mouth and said in a solemn tone after a while, "The Prime Minister hasn't laughed like this in a long time."
"That's right and that's not right. He hardly ever smiles. But since you showed up, he smiles a lot."
The abbot shook his head.
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