On top of a tall building in Jindu City.
The sunlight shines on the green tiles and glazed tiles of the pavilion, making them sparkle. The breeze blows gently, making the young man's clothes flutter.
At the moment when the ghosts' howling and the wolves' resentment gradually subsided, Xinyi Daoyi immediately stopped playing the piano.
The seven-stringed harp of Caifeng Mingqi lay horizontally on the table. His slender and even jade fingers gently stroked the strings, and his eyes, which had been slightly closed, slowly opened.
"Your Highness, this piece of music hasn't even finished yet, why did you suddenly stop?"
The secret guard beside him asked with a little confusion.
Xin Yidao said with a faint smile on her lips, "Someone will perform the remaining half of the song perfectly on my behalf."
Now that someone has made a public appearance, Xinyi Daoyi no longer needs to hide in the shadows.
However, to his surprise, the mysterious arts this person used actually came from the same source as his own. In this strange world, this made him experience a long-lost warmth and sense of belonging. Although he had met this woman once before, he knew that she was not from the same hometown as him.
Yet, there was a profound connection between her and him that was elusive even to him.
He had never found this kind of connection in anyone else, not even his biological father, the Emperor.
Jiang Songyi?
The secret guard scratched his head in confusion. "I didn't hear anyone playing music. However, it's really late now. You've been taking the emperor out for quite some time. We should return to the palace to take the medicine."
Xin Yidao glanced at him coldly, "Secret guards shouldn't talk too much."
The secret guard immediately restrained his expression, stood straight, and said seriously: "As you command."
However, immediately afterwards, a notebook of Mr. Zizhu's words accidentally slipped from the secret guard's armpit.
The secret guard bent down carefully and picked up the script.
These secret guards also need some entertainment to pass the time.
"Your Highness, I'm almost done reading this book. When can you finish the next one?" There was a hint of anticipation and urgency in his words.
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Abbot Yuantong felt that the entourage he was accompanying on this descent was extremely grand, but the great achievement of subduing demons and monsters was monopolized by Jiang Songyi, which made him quite unhappy. He then made up his mind to take some action to save some face.
His gaze fell on the ghost fetus, now a wrinkled mess, clenched in Jiang Songyi's hand. He clasped his hands together and said to her in a heavy voice, "Good, good. Although this ghost fetus has been subdued, its resentment is deep. If it is not suppressed and converted, I am afraid it will be difficult to quell. Little donor Jiang, why not hand this karmic obstacle over to this old monk and bring it back to Rong'en Temple so that we monks can perform salvation for it."
As a woman of seclusion, Jiang Songyi rarely appeared in public and had little fame. Even if she had successfully subdued the ghost, if the ultimate responsibility for salvation fell on Abbot Yuantong, people would only remember him as the compassionate and enlightened monk who stepped forward in a critical moment.
【Wanting to get something for nothing is wishful thinking! 】
Jiang Songyi had long understood Abbot Yuantong's wishful thinking, and a sneer curled across her lips. However, on the surface, she feigned innocence, her tone tinged with confusion, "Does this ghost fetus still need to be suppressed and liberated?"
Before she finished speaking, she slightly retracted her slender jade fingers, and the golden light in her hands suddenly tightened, and she actually tore the dark ghost fetus into pieces, turning it into countless fragments that dissipated with the wind!
When Abbot Yuantong saw this, a hint of astonishment flashed in his eyes and he was shocked in his heart.
This method is extremely domineering!
Jiang Songyi's hands were empty. She patted her sleeves lightly, as if brushing off dust, and then said lightly, "Nothing more than that."
Jiang Dinglian witnessed this scene from the sidelines, secretly pleased with himself. He had long since lost his patience with this strange monk who claimed to be a master and attempted to usurp his daughter's achievements. He couldn't help but praise her, "After all, it's my daughter who's truly exceptional! This bald monk actually makes it sound so difficult to liberate the ghost fetus, while my daughter subdues this demon with just a gentle pinch! In my opinion, it's time for you, the abbot of Rong'en Temple, to step down and give your position to someone truly talented."
Jiang Songyi glanced at him with a hint of amusement in her eyes.
[Give up the throne? Does my father want me to convert to Buddhism?]
Jiang Dinglian's smile froze instantly. He had never thought of this before! After all, he doted on his daughter. Not to mention that if Xu knew about it, she would probably be so angry that she would draw her knife.
This is truly wonderful! Not only can I immerse myself in the practice of metaphysics, but I can also control that wealthy Buddhist temple. It would be wonderful if I could truly become the abbot of Rong'en Temple. While a bald head might seem unsightly, if I could obtain special permission to practice Buddhism with my hair uncut, that wouldn't be a bad idea. Perhaps I'd even run into my master regularly in Taibai Mountain. If I could bring my mother along, that would be truly wonderful!
Jiang Dinglian was frightened by Jiang Songyi's inner monologue!
He had just sent Princess Ziyan and the princess to Rong'en Temple to practice Buddhism with their hair untied. How could he bear to send his daughter and daughter-in-law there as well? He thought to himself:
[I don't want to have two more nuns in my family. I'd better give up this idea as soon as possible!]
So he quickly collected his thoughts and tried his best to make his expression calm again.
Facing Jiang Dinglian's sharp ridicule, Abbot Yuantong seemed to have difficulty maintaining his usual composure.
"Amitabha, Marquis Yongding may not know this, but what I mean by salvation is to dissolve the resentment of the ghost fetus into nothingness, guiding it into the cycle of reincarnation, so that it will no longer be born with resentment, and can enjoy happiness and contentment in the mortal world. This is exactly the compassion of the Buddha for all living beings."
He gently twisted the Buddhist beads in his hand, his expression revealing deep pity. His gaze on Jiang Songyi was slightly reproachful. "Young donor Jiang's actions may have temporarily solved the problem, but they were too cruel. They caused the ghost fetus to be instantly reduced to ashes, with no chance of reincarnation. The ghost fetus was still young and ignorant, and deserved a chance to reform. A cultivator should have a compassionate heart. Young donor Jiang is young and has a long way to go in his cultivation. He should not harbor such murderous intentions."
As soon as these words were spoken, Jiang Songyi's cold-bloodedness was immediately highlighted, while Abbot Yuantong appeared to be full of kindness.
Although Jiang Dinglian was a rough man who was not familiar with literature and did not understand those roundabout theories, Abbot Yuantong's words made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
After hearing this, Jiang Songyi revealed a sarcastic sneer.
What a high-sounding 'compassion'! Isn't this the kind of hypocrite described in Mr. Zizhu's story? He only talks about benevolence and kindness, but turns a blind eye to the reality of the situation. He stands on a moral high ground, accusing others and demanding that they repay evil with kindness, in order to demonstrate his own nobility and compassion.
Jiang Dinglian listened to Jiang Songyi's inner voice and felt that her words were so insightful and every word was precious!
He secretly felt that Mr. Zizhu's remarks were quite profound, and thought that he must buy a few books one day to savor them carefully.
Jiang Songyi, seemingly open-minded, asked humbly, "According to what Abbot Yuantong said, I'm saving lives and exorcising evil spirits. Could that actually be a huge mistake?"
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