It turned out that Meng Yujiao was very stupid and had no talent at all in studying medicine. The funny thing was that when they met again, he actually believed the nonsense of his junior sister, thinking that the originally stupid Meng Yujiao suddenly became smart.
When Cheng Ying thought of this, she laughed out of anger, and her smile was somewhat helpless. But when she thought it was Jiaojiao, she felt it was reasonable. If there was one person in this world who could tell lies and make people believe them willingly, it would be Jiaojiao without a doubt.
Cheng Ying closed the notebook, changed into casual clothes, and went to the warehouse.
Soon, a servant brought two heavy wooden boxes from the storehouse and placed them on the carriage. Cheng Ying bent down, entered the carriage, and told the servant to drive.
After leaving the city, the carriage headed straight for Lianxi Temple along the winding mountain road.
Master Miaochang Taiyuan was meditating in the room. When he heard Cheng Ying coming, he got up and went to the front hall. He walked into the main hall and saw Cheng Ying kneeling on the cushion with a pious look on her face, bowing to the statue. Miaochang's expression showed a hint of surprise.
She walked up to the altar, took a bunch of incense, lit it and handed it to Cheng Ying who was sitting on the cushion.
Cheng Ying took the incense, bowed a few more times, then stood up and inserted the incense into the burner on the incense table.
"The seal master looks very different today, as if the depression in his heart has been relieved." Miao Chang led Cheng Ying into the side hall and sat down.
Cheng Ying's lips curled slightly, "Thank you, Master, for taking care of the longevity lamp for me. Today I am here to fulfill my promise."
After that, Cheng Ying signaled his men to bring in two boxes filled with exchanged silver ingots. Also coming in was a capable woman. Cheng Ying said, "I once said that if my dream could come true, I would reshape the golden bodies of the gods in the nunnery. I know that the nunnery doesn't care about worldly things, so she can stay in the nunnery for a while and take care of all the matters."
Miao Chang did not refuse, clasped his hands together, and said to the woman, "Thank you very much."
The woman quickly returned the greeting and then stepped out.
Miao Chang looked at Cheng Ying's face and said, "I see that although the depression in your palm has been resolved, your mind is not focused, as if there are still some doubts in your heart."
Cheng Ying twirled the Buddhist beads on her wrist, rarely showing any hesitation. After a long while, she said, "I have an obsession in my heart. I have coveted it for a long time. I cannot give up, forget, or let it go. But... I..."
Cheng Ying paused and said nothing more.
Miao Chang took a Buddhist scripture from the table and placed it in front of Cheng Ying.
Cheng Ying stayed in the Fahua Temple for several years. In order to pass the time, he read countless Buddhist scriptures and was naturally very familiar with "The Story of the King of Wonderful Colors Seeking the Dharma".
Miao Chang nodded: "Because of love, there is worry. Because of love, there is fear. If you are free from love, there is no worry and no fear."
Cheng Ying turned to the page of the Buddhist scripture and read the words, "This is a good sutra, this is a good verse, but it's a pity that they are of little use to me."
If a copy of the Wonderful Color King Sutra could eliminate his innate obsession, the 100,000 Buddhist scriptures in the Fahua Temple would have enabled him to become a monk long ago.
"It seems that the Master has already made up his mind and does not need anyone to persuade him." Miao Chang said.
Cheng Ying closed the sutra and said, "I want to go and see the longevity lamp."
Miao Chang led Cheng Ying to the inner room of the side hall of the East Garden. The room was dimly lit, and there was only a longevity lamp on the table. The lamp was covered with a rare transparent glass lampshade. The lamp stand was exquisite and contained a mechanism that could continuously inject lamp oil into the lamp to ensure that the lamp would not go out.
The bronze lamp wall is spotless and the monks and nuns who take care of this place wipe it every day.
Miao Chang informed the monks and nuns, and then they left.
Cheng Ying stood in front of the lamp and looked for a long time, her eyes deep and filled with ripples.
He stretched out his fingers and touched the lampshade, and a burning pain suddenly came from his fingertips. Cheng Ying looked at the burned fingertips and smiled.
Regardless of whether Yang Jiyan’s so-called rebirth is true or false, since Jiaojiao exists, it is not an illusion.
Cheng Ying twisted her fingertips vigorously, and a fierce look flashed across her eyes.
In order to light this longevity lamp, he took forty-nine lamps of his heart's blood.
Over the years, he had tried all methods related to reincarnation, no matter how absurd, and even let a swindling Miao put a Gu in his body...
He used all the means, not to make things easier for others. Yu Qizhe was an accident who shouldn't have appeared next to Yu Jiao.
There is no one in this world who loves Yu Jiao more than he does. If there is, just forget it.
Even if Junior Sister will be sad...
Cheng Ying suddenly remembered that the Miao man seemed to have a kind of insect called peach blossom Gu. If it was harmless to the body, it might be worth a try.
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