The most terrifying thing about Master Wuyu is not the hideous scar on his face.
Instead, his scar ran down his cheek and all the way to his neck.
Especially on his neck, there were two hollow scars, the skin wrinkled and twisted together, like two deep holes.
The location of one of the holes is quite coincidental; it happens to be right in the throat.
Mu Qianqian felt a lump in her throat.
How could someone survive such severe injuries?
Could it really be because of his profound merits?
Suddenly, the light outside the window brightened.
The rain shower suddenly stopped.
The dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, revealing a clear blue sky and dazzling sunshine.
The air was filled with a fresh scent.
Through the crack in the window, I could vaguely see a rainbow hanging in the sky.
"Rainbow?" Consort Shu's eyes lit up with joy, and she quickly walked towards the door.
“Yes, rainbow.” Master Wuyu repeated, “Consort Shu’s journey can be considered a complete success.”
"Thank you, Master Wuyu." Consort Shu clasped her hands together in front of her chest and bowed.
Consort Shu, who had been upset because a mouse had disturbed her sleep the night before, now felt all her gloom dissipate.
Her mood, like the weather, cleared up after the rain.
Tomorrow is the fifteenth.
Consort Shu, who originally planned to return to the palace today, decided to stay overnight at Huguo Temple and return to the palace early tomorrow morning after offering incense.
In the afternoon, Consort Shu listened to the high monks in the temple reciting scriptures in a side hall.
She also burned the scriptures she had copied by hand.
Rainy days always evoke a strange sense of empathy.
Consort Shu felt that all the troubles in her heart had been washed away by the heavy rain.
For a moment, she couldn't tell the difference.
What truly relaxed her was either the heavy rain or the atmosphere of the Buddhist monastery.
I didn't sleep well last night.
After having dinner, Consort Shu went to bed early and soon fell into a deep sleep.
Mu Qianqian lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, unable to fall asleep.
Whenever she closes her eyes, the hideous scar on Master Wuyu's face appears before her, along with the dream from last night.
It was late at night.
The leaves outside the window rustled in the wind.
Mu Qianqian turned her head to look out the window, and heard screams all around her.
"ah……"
"Run!"
"Wolf...wolf is coming! Run!"
Suddenly.
The entire temple was thrown into turmoil.
The monk, carrying a torch, ran swiftly, leaving behind sparks in his wake.
The sparks of fire drifted in the wind, eventually coalescing into one after another, which turned out to be wolves.
The light transformed into the wolf's eyes.
Consort Shu awoke amidst the commotion: "What's wrong? What happened?"
The white whale rushed in from the roof of the house in a panic: "Your Highness, it's wolves! Many wolves from the mountain have stormed into the temple and injured many monks."
Consort Shu: What!?
Consort Shu's eyes widened in shock.
Her heart pounded as she stood up from the bed, quickly walked to Mu Qianqian's bedside, and hugged her tightly.
"We're fine here, go check on Mu Junxi." Consort Shu pointed to Mu Junxi's meditation room.
The white whale and black whale's eyes widened in surprise: "Yes, Consort Shu."
The two of them left the meditation room one after the other.
A white wolf leaped from a distance and landed on the window of Consort Shu's meditation room.
Consort Shu screamed in terror, "Ah..."
The white wolf stood on the windowsill, staring intently at Consort Shu.
It seemed to be afraid of something, not daring to approach, yet it also seemed to be struggling desperately, wanting to leap down.
Consort Shu held Mu Qianqian tightly in her arms.
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