Chapter 50 Master Yuan Heng
Jing'an, Zhu family.
After inviting many doctors to treat his niece, they were all helpless. In the end, he believed what Mr. He Zhixian said and thought that his niece had lost her soul after falling into the water.
I asked someone and learned that Master Yuanheng of Foguang Temple had returned from his travels and was performing a ritual in the temple to pray for the soul of the deceased Prince of Wei.
Zhu Qingze took his son Zhu Chenye to Foguang Temple in person.
Foguang Temple is located on Fuguang Mountain outside Jing'an City.
Zhu Chenye looked at the temple vaguely visible on the top of the mountain, still a little unconvinced. He gasped, "Dad, do you really believe that my cousin is unconscious because she lost her soul?"
Zhu Qingze wiped the sweat from his forehead. After hearing his son's words, he raised his hand and patted his shoulder. His voice was full of seriousness. "Even if it's fake, I have to give it a try. Ye'er, Afu is my biological sister and your aunt's only child. So no matter what, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will try!"
Zhu Chenye stopped talking and just took bigger steps when climbing the mountain.
Zhu family.
Zhu Yuxi took the wrung-out handkerchief in her hand and handed it to her mother who was sitting beside the bed.
Lu Fanglin used a clean handkerchief to wipe the cheeks and neck of the girl on the bed.
I can't hide the worry in my heart.
This was the first time Zhu Yuxi met this cousin, a cousin who existed only in the conversations of her parents.
She had also imagined the scene of meeting this cousin, but she didn't expect it to be like this.
Looking at the little girl lying on the bed with her eyes closed, Zhu Yuxi felt a little complicated. Before they met, she was a little jealous of this cousin she had never met before. She was jealous that she was often cared about by her parents, especially this time she came to Jing'an, mostly because of her.
Leaving my familiar hometown and coming to the prosperous Jing'an, I would be lying if I said I wasn't afraid.
Now seeing her unconscious and pale as a piece of fragile porcelain, I felt a little uncomfortable.
Lu Fanglin wiped her niece's face and even her hands clean, and applied ointment to prevent her skin from drying out.
This child's eyebrows and eyes are 60% similar to her mother's, including eyebrows, nose, and mouth.
Lu Fanglin came from a poor family. Her father was a whoremonger and gambler, so he sold her to a brothel. It was Qinghan who saved her, brought her back to the Zhu family, and gave her a second life.
She and her husband fell in love, and Qinghan was secretly promoting it.
The Zhu family is a well-deserved wealthy family, and she never dreamed that she would be able to step into the Zhu family's door.
It was Qinghan who told her that she was good enough and her brother was lucky enough to marry her.
Lu Fanglin was not like this at the beginning. She was cowardly, timid, and even self-loathing. It was Qinghan who pulled her out of this situation bit by bit.
Her happy life today is all thanks to her sister-in-law Zhu Qinghan.
When Lu Fanglin learned that Qinghan had passed away, she felt like the sky had fallen on her. She hurriedly asked her husband to ask the old man to take Qinghan's newborn baby back.
Unexpectedly, it was too late and the child was already "lost".
I didn't expect to see the child again in such a state. How could Lu Fanglin not be sad?
Lu Fanglin held the girl's soft hand and said, "Afu, please wake up soon. Your uncle, your grandfather, and I miss you very much."
Zhu Yuxi, who was standing by, heard her mother's words and quickly stepped forward to put her hand on hers. "Mom, and me too. I miss my cousin too."
Lu Fanglin raised her hand and pinched her daughter's cheek, and a hint of smile appeared in her tearful eyes.
After traveling for a long time, Zhu Qingze finally met the legendary Master Yuanheng, but this master was different from what he had imagined.
He was wearing a dusty monk's robe and working hard in the small courtyard outside the Zen room, holding a bowl bigger than his face.
If the young monk who was leading him had not said that it was Master Yuanheng, Zhu Qingze would not have dared to recognize him.
"Master Yuanheng, these two pilgrims are here to see you."
The young monk looked at Master Yuanheng who was still busy eating, as if he had been hungry for three days and three nights, and couldn't help but remind him.
Every time I see Master Yuanheng eating, I have the illusion that the abbot is abusing him.
Yuan Heng saw the newcomers, with two grains of rice still stuck on his cheeks, and waved at them, "Come on, come on, you haven't eaten yet, come and have something to eat together~"
Zhu Qingze: ...
Zhu Chenye swallowed his saliva. He was indeed hungry after climbing the mountain for a whole day.
Zhu Qingze always kept in mind the purpose of coming to see this master, "Master Yuanheng, I am here for my niece... um"
Before he could finish his words, a corn bun appeared in his mouth.
Yuanheng took out another steamed bun and stuffed it into the hands of the young man next to him.
"Eat your fill first, then talk about other things."
In the end, Zhu Qingze had no choice but to sit on a crossbeam and eat a corn bun with the strange Master Yuanheng.
The young monk brought a bowl of vegetarian food to the two of them, with stir-fried radish and cabbage on top of the rice.
The Zhu family father and son enjoyed this light and simple vegetarian meal with great relish.
Yuanheng looked at the two of them, a smile flashed across his eyes, and he continued to eat his vegetarian meal.
Zhu Qingze originally thought that after the vegetarian meal, Master Yuanheng would listen to him tell the purpose of his visit, but unexpectedly he threw a Buddhist scripture to him and asked him to copy it by hand.
Looking at the thick scriptures in his hand, Zhu Qingze was puzzled for a moment, "Master Yuanheng, this..."
Yuan Heng smiled like Maitreya Buddha and patted his bulging belly. "After you finish copying, I will tell you the answer you want."
Zhu Chenye looked at the thick scripture in his father's hand and couldn't help but say, "It will take several days to copy such a thick scripture. Master, are you really not making things difficult for my father?"
Before Yuan Heng could speak, Zhu Qingze raised his hand to stop his son, "Ye'er, go down the mountain and tell your mother you're safe. I'll be back after I finish copying the scriptures."
"But this..."
"go back--"
Zhu Chenye looked at the smiling master beside him and gritted his teeth, "Master, I can copy for my father. Let me copy it!"
Yuan Heng smiled and shook his head, "No, it will only work if your father copies it~"
Zhu Chenye looked at the so-called Master Yuanheng with a bright smile on his face, and a nameless anger rose in his heart, but in the end he said nothing and turned away.
Zhu Qingze copied Buddhist scriptures in Foguang Temple, and it took him three days.
At the same time, an inconspicuous carriage arrived at the foot of Fuguang Mountain.
Wei Rong carried Ah Fu, who had been lying all the way, out of the car.
Yun Fu vaguely felt her limbs landing on solid ground, and the cold touch made her much more sober.
When I looked down, I saw the moss-covered stone steps.
Yun Fu looked up at the endless stone steps, then looked up at the man in green.
"Meow?" What is this for?
Wei Rong looked at the little guy who had been following him for a while. His face and body had become rounder than before, and with his fluffy fur all over his body, he looked like a chubby little fox from a distance.
He had studied animal husbandry for some time and knew that being too fat could affect the body and cause serious illness.
After much deliberation, Wei Rong decided to control Afu's diet, restrain himself from holding it less, and let it run and jump more.
Therefore, I didn't plan to take a sedan chair to go to Foguang Temple, but just climbed up on foot.
"Afu, start climbing."
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