Chapter 201 Xuan Ji, I like you
When Xuan Ji came in, Jiang Yueyao and Shen Baoqing were standing at the door.
He was wearing a red cassock, holding a Zen staff, he was handsome and full of compassion. His steps seemed to be neither fast nor slow, but in the blink of an eye, he was in front of them.
Jiang Yueyao almost subconsciously looked at Shen Baoqing beside her.
Miss Baoqing, who had vowed the day before that "only fools fall in love," now looked at the approaching Abbot Xuan Ji with a flushed face, and her eyes were straightforward and passionate...
Jiang Yueyao was so scared that she secretly pulled her, and when she finally took her eyes off Xuan Ji, she quickly moved over and lowered her voice.
"My eyes are glued to him."
Shen Baoqing looked shy and her voice became artificial.
"Yaoyao, can I take back the oath I made the day before yesterday?"
“…”
Jiang Yueyao looked at her speechlessly, not knowing what to say.
Her love is destined to be fruitless, so why is she so obsessed with it?
Xuan Ji entered the old lady's bedroom. There were too many people there, so the younger ones were blocked outside. They could only hear bursts of Buddhist chants coming from inside, which were low and ethereal, with an indescribable powerful force.
Soon, a scream came from inside.
"Mother...Mother is awake."
Jiang Yueyao quickly pulled Shen Baoqing into the inner room.
In the inner room, Xuan Ji stood in front of the bed. He leaned over slightly, took the string of Buddhist beads placed on the old lady's forehead, and then placed his fingertips on her pulse. After a few breaths, he withdrew his hand and turned to look at Bai Changming who was standing beside him.
"Amitabha, old donor, your wife is fine now. We'll take off her old clothes and burn them, and the disaster will be over."
Bai Changming looked at his wife who had woken up and was so shocked that he didn't know what to say for a moment.
You know, four or five waves of imperial doctors came to the palace, but no one could diagnose the disease.
When the monk arrived, the man woke up in just a cup of tea.
Hearing Xuan Ji talking to him, he quickly concealed the shock in his eyes and asked, "What kind of illness does my wife have?"
"It's not a disease, it's just foul air." Xuan Ji asked him, "Has the old lady been to any place recently?"
When Bai Changming heard this, he remembered.
"I went back to the old house a few days ago." He was a little confused. "The old house has always been guarded, and there has never been anything unusual. Could it be..."
"The old lady has been worshipping Buddha all year round, and the scent of paper, incense, and candles is very strong. It is inevitable that she will attract some lonely spirits and wild animals."
He saw that everyone in the room was looking at him with pale faces.
Xuan Ji smiled lightly.
"It's okay. I've already saved her soul. The old lady is fine now. Don't worry."
When everyone heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
Now, the old master, who had always been indifferent to the concepts of ghosts and gods, even looked at Xuan Ji with a little more respect.
He personally escorted the man all the way to the gate of the mansion. Along the way, Xuan Ji chatted with him about Buddhism. The old master seemed to have opened the door to a new world, and his tiger eyes gradually brightened.
Xuan Ji came on horseback.
The old master stood at the gate of the mansion, watching him leave with a smile on his face.
As Xuan Ji left, a fiery red figure ran out from the mansion.
The crisp sound is particularly sharp.
"Grandfather, I will send Master Xuan Ji back to Xiangguo Temple safely, don't worry."
Bai Changming blinked and looked at Shen Baoqing who had already climbed onto the horse: "Hey you..."
"I'm leaving."
She shouted "Go!" and rode away on her horse.
When Jiang Yueyao chased out, Shen Baoqing had already disappeared.
She stamped her feet lightly and looked at the old master beside her, anxiously asking, "Why didn't Grandfather stop Qingqing?"
Bai Changming: "...She runs faster than a rabbit. How can I stop her?"
Then he asked, "What does she mean?"
How dare Jiang Yueyao tell the truth?
He casually said, "Maybe there's some Buddhist teaching that I need to discuss with Master Xuan Ji?"
She thought the other party would not believe it, but unexpectedly, the old master, who had been wise all his life, actually nodded.
"That's good news. I just had a few words with Master Xuan Ji. He's young, but he has a powerful energy. Everything he says makes perfect sense. It's really enlightening and beneficial."
"Your sister has always been unrestrained and uninhibited. It would be a good thing if she could calm down because of this."
“…”
"Xuan Ji saved your grandmother. I have to go to Xiangguo Temple in person tomorrow to add more incense money."
After saying that, he stroked his beard and walked away.
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Shen Baoqing caught up with Xuan Ji outside the city.
Dressed in a red cassock, he was particularly eye-catching on the official road outside the city.
She rode forward and blocked his way. When he stopped and looked up at her, Shen Baoqing raised her face and smiled at him.
"What a coincidence, Master Xuan Ji, we meet again."
Xuan Ji sat on his horse, looking at Shen Baoqing who had stopped him, his eyes calm, and he raised his hand and chanted a 'Buddha's name'.
"Amitabha, is there something urgent for the female donor?"
Shen Baoqing shook his head.
"I'm fine. You just saved my grandmother. It's only right and proper for me to send you back to Xiangguo Temple safely."
"No need. I walk this road several times a day. It's not dangerous."
"That won't work. What if you're in danger? If a female bandit comes and puts a big knife to your neck and asks you to be her husband, will you do it or not?"
Xuan Ji looked at her without saying a word.
Shen Baoqing quickly flattered himself.
"I'm a skilled martial artist, so I can protect you without any problem. Let's go, I'll take you back to Xiangguo Temple."
As she spoke, she turned her horse and rode forward.
Xuan Ji glanced at her, then rode his horse and walked behind her at a moderate distance until they entered the mountain gate. He then dismounted, handed the horse to a monk beside him, and turned to speak to Shen Baoqing who was standing beside him.
"Thank you, benefactor, for sending me back!"
Shen Baoqing looked at him, his eyes fixed on his incredibly handsome face.
Suddenly he asked, "Master Xuan Ji, have you ever thought about returning to secular life?"
“No!”
"But what's the point of this wooden fish, Buddhist scriptures, and solitary lamp? Shouldn't we live freely and do whatever we like?"
She suddenly took a step toward him.
That beautiful and bold face was confident and bright.
"Xuan Ji, I like you! I really like you!"
The girl's voice was bright and firm.
Just like her bright eyes at this moment, emitting a scorching light.
Xuan Ji withdrew his gaze.
He chanted the Buddha's name.
"I have converted to Buddhism and have long since cut off all ties with the mundane world. I beg you, female donor, to let go of your obsession and return as soon as possible."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the temple without stopping.
Shen Baoqing stood there, watching his departing figure, lonely and lofty, with a cold demeanor, like an immortal who had entered the world to practice.
She clasped her hands to her mouth.
Facing Xuan Ji's back, she said loudly: "Xuan Ji, I will definitely get you. Just wait and see if you don't believe me!"
Xuan Ji didn't even turn his head.
The red cassock slowly disappeared from Shen Baoqing's sight.
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