Chapter 441 Bell
Jiang Yao actually put her ear against the wall to eavesdrop!
After she coughed lightly, she advised, "You two better be careful and don't hurt the child!"
Upon hearing this, the couple suddenly opened their eyes wide.
Hu Xiner hurriedly pushed her husband away and buried herself in the quilt.
Oh my god! What did she just do?
The sound insulation of this Zen room is really too poor.
Mu Qing was very upset.
Several people stayed in Lingyin Temple for five days, but the little monk never appeared again.
They also tried to consult Lu's mother about her condition, but each time they came back empty-handed.
It was not until the evening of the fifth day that he appeared at the door of the meditation room and said to everyone, "Donors, it is time to set off."
Everyone was stunned.
The little monk said unhappily, "What? Do you still want to stay here?"
This group of martial artists had huge appetites and were familiar with pharmacology. With his approval, they went into the medicine garden and vegetable garden to plunder without hesitation.
Yin Li had argued with him before, and now she said arrogantly: "It's just a temple, who would want to stay here?"
Jiang Yao asked quickly, "Master Yunhua, I wonder where your Lingyin Temple is? Can you give us a token of your gratitude? We will definitely visit you next time and thank you generously for your help!"
In fact, if it weren't for Lu's mother's illness, everyone would think it would be nice to stay here.
The young monk wouldn't fall for their tricks: "One plays the good cop, the other plays the bad cop. Are you taking me for a fool? You want a token of your love? No way!"
Although Jiang Yao felt regretful, she was not the type to keep pestering others. Seeing that the little monk was unhappy, she did not pursue the matter any further and just smiled and let it go.
Yin Li snorted coldly: "This Pavilion Master is not the same as them!"
The young monk looked him over and said, "Oh, you've never had much of a romantic connection in your past and present lives, so why are you still trapped by love? Why are you so depressed?"
Yin Li's face froze.
The little monk turned around and led everyone through the courtyard as if they were familiar with the place, and opened the tightly closed vermilion gate.
The moon was shining brightly outside, with a few light clouds surrounding it like smoke and fog.
Before leaving, Hu Xin'er said solemnly, "Thank you so much for taking care of me these past few days, Master. Otherwise, my unborn child and I might not have survived!"
Master Yunhua touched his bald head, his face showing a maturity that did not match his height. "Well, never mind. Since you are so sensible, I will give you this bell."
He took out a string of cyan-gold bells from his sleeve. The string consisted of eight small bells, each engraved with a Buddhist mantra.
The most amazing thing about it is that even though it is shaking when it is taken out, it does not make any sound.
Hu Xiner knew that what the little monk was going to use must not be an ordinary item, so she took it with surprise, but was also a little confused.
Why did Master Yunhua give her a string of dumb bells?
Seeing the confusion in her eyes, Master Yunhua smiled mysteriously: "This bell is a magical instrument I made myself. When it rings, there will be something unusual. You should be careful."
Seeing that he was trying to keep her in suspense again, Yin Li deliberately provoked him, "Master, I'm afraid this magical weapon wasn't passed down by your ancestor, but you don't even know how to use it, right?"
"You!" Yin Li made Master Yunhua frown with just one sentence.
He chanted "Amitabha" several times in a row, and then he breathed a sigh of relief when he thought that he was about to drive out these annoying guys.
In fact, he really didn't want to say anything more to Hu Xiner.
But just as Yin left his mouth to incite hatred, he suddenly came up with a good idea.
The corners of his lips curled slightly, and he said very kindly, "Then I will tell you."
Hu Xiner nodded expectantly.
Master Yunhua said in a very subtle tone: "When the bell rings unusually, there must be a movement of the soul. When it rings, your true destiny will appear."
What? So this bell is used to detect Hu Xin'er's romantic interests?
Hu Xin'er was dumbfounded and immediately felt that this bell was a hot potato.
She asked weakly, "Can I not have this?"
Mu Qing and Yin Li's eyes were focused on the bell in her hand at the same time, and they wished they could smash the bell to pieces with all the murderous aura in their bodies!
The little monk smiled and said, "No."
After saying this, he turned around quickly and closed the door in one go.
Only Hu Xin'er was left standing outside the door, looking disheveled in the wind.
Mu Qing stretched out his hand, wanting to take the bell and throw it away.
Yin Li, however, fanned herself and said with a half-smile: "What? Are you feeling guilty? Are you afraid that your wife will be snatched away?"
"Why should I feel guilty?" Mu Qing turned his wrist to block Yin Li, but his eyes were fixed on Ling Ling. "I should be worried about you, right?"
"Dare to mock me?" Yin Li paused, "I have decided to leave this place. I hope some people will not cry and shout for help when they encounter difficulties."
Mu Qing was startled and withdrew his hand.
He was just about to ask Yin Li what she meant by leaving, but the next moment, Yin Li stepped forward.
He flew away without any regrets. It must be that the choice Hu Xiner made that day really broke his heart.
Hu Xiner opened her mouth, but in the end she said nothing.
She would never like him in this life, so she shouldn't give him any extra affection without permission, so as to avoid causing others distress.
Everyone walked down the stairs, and when they looked back, the Lingyin Temple had disappeared without a trace.
Mu Qing looked around vigilantly and found that there was indeed no trace of pursuers. He guessed that the prince had not been able to find anyone for many days and thought that they had drifted downstream, so he did not bother to bother here any longer.
At this time, the bells in Hu Xiner's hands jingled.
She looked at the constantly vibrating bell and was dumbfounded: "What, what's going on?"
Jiang Yao was speechless: "Now is not the time to play with bells."
Mu Qing's gaze shot towards the bell coldly, and he stretched out his hand again, ready to confiscate Hu Xiner's bell.
At this moment, a disheveled man suddenly emerged from the bushes.
A brown owl sat on his shoulder, its eyes darting around as it surveyed everyone. He only recognized one person: "Xin'er? Why are you here too?"
"Who are you?" everyone asked in unison.
Hu Xin'er also looked alert: "Do you know me?"
Just now, Master Yunhua said that the ringing of the bell meant that Hu Xin'er's true love had arrived. And now that the bell was ringing, a person emerged from the bushes at the right time. Could it be that...
No way? Hu Xin'er's last peach blossom appeared so quickly?
There was a hint of murderous intent in Mu Qing's eyes.
But the man smiled and said, "I'm Erdong!"
Hu Xin'er took a closer look and suddenly realized: "When did you escape? Why are you here?"
During the conversation, everyone learned that after the birthday banquet that day, Erdong took advantage of the chaos to escape, but because he was not familiar with the route, he was washed here by the river.
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