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It was already dark when Nie Wushuang and his party arrived at Donglin Temple. The Zhike monk, who had heard the news, was waiting at the pavilion in front of the mountain temple. Nie Wushuang helped Xia Lan's hand and struggled to get out of the car. In the morning assassin ***

Fortunately, Xia Lan and Ming Qiu were not injured in the chaos, but they were overly frightened and are still trembling.

The monk Zhike led Nie Wushuang up the mountain on foot. Nie Wushuang injured his ankle, but he still limped up the thousands of stone steps.

"Mother, would you like to give me a hug?" Although walking up the mountain is a sign of piety, it does not include such a weak woman who has just encountered an assassin.

Nie Wushuang turned around blankly. It took her a long time to realize that it was Zhi Ke Monk who was asking the question. She smiled lightly and said, "No need."

Her feet hurt, but she had to remember this heart-piercing pain and always remember it...

A weird sneer escaped her lips, and she still held Xia Lan's hand and slowly climbed the mountain.

Finally arriving at Donglin Temple, the internal officials around Empress Dowager Gao came with an edict to comfort Nie Wushuang and then arranged for her to rest in the west courtyard of Donglin Temple. Everything seems safe. Empress Dowager Gao brought many imperial guards along with her. When she heard that Nie Wushuang had been attacked by "robbers", she naturally stepped up the security in the temple.

Donglin Temple is a royal temple. It has been worshiped by the royal family for hundreds of years. The scale of the temple and the beauty of the decoration of the Buddha's body are unparalleled in other temples. Empress Dowager Gao paid homage to the Buddha in her later years and often visited Donglin Temple. This naturally gave Donglin Temple a lot. Generous incense and oil money.

The west courtyard where Nie Wushuang lived was specially set aside in the temple for accommodation for members of the royal family, so it naturally had everything it needed. Nie Wushuang freshened up a little and went to sleep. After being frightened and injured, she was already exhausted both physically and mentally.

After sleeping until midnight, she suddenly woke up and could no longer sleep. Opening her eyes and looking at the tent above her head, she couldn't help but recall those eyes over and over again, as well as that extremely precise and decisive arrow... Feng...

Can't think about it anymore! Nie Wushuang stood up suddenly, put on her clothes and got up. The moonlight outside the window was bright and clear, and there seemed to be a trace of peace in the air of the temple. She limped out of the room. Xia Lan and Ming Qiu were sleeping soundly. Unexpectedly Damn it, no one stopped her.

In the dark night, she looked around blankly, but found that she didn't know where to go. The temple was built against the mountain. The mountain wind was biting and cold. Nie Wushuang shrank and slowly walked into the darkness. I don’t know how long I walked, but there was a faint light in front of my eyes, like a little warmth in the darkness, and I couldn’t help but be attracted to it.

Nie Wushuang walked for a long time before reaching the cluster of light.

It turned out to be a Buddhist temple. It was stupid enough for her to stay up in the middle of the night, and it was even more stupid for her to come to this Buddhist hall. She sneered and wanted to turn around, but found someone chanting sutras inside. The clear voice, deep and compassionate, made her unable to help but be fascinated by it. The incomprehensible Sanskrit words were like a pair of invisible hands slowly soothing her already bleeding heart. Before he knew what he wanted to do, Nie Wushuang had slowly entered the Buddhist hall.

Enshrined inside is Guanyin, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, as if she can see all the suffering in the world. And sitting cross-legged on the futon in the middle was a young monk. She walked in slowly, but did not kneel down. She just looked at Guanyin as if she was in trance. After the monk finished chanting, he was surprised when he saw someone behind him.

Nie Wushuang glanced at his face lightly, and was also surprised. This monk had a handsome face. Although he was wearing silk clothes and hemp shoes, he had a sense of being from the world.

"Who is the female benefactor?" The monk came back to his senses, pronounced the Buddha's name, and bowed to ask.

Nie Wushuang did not answer. He looked at Guanyin's kind face and asked calmly after a long time: "Is it possible to relieve thousands of sufferings by believing in Buddha?"

"This is natural. If the Buddha is in the heart, all suffering outside the body is not suffering." It turned out to be a benefactor with a difficult heart. The monk's face became calmer and calmer, and he taught carefully.

Nie Wushuang just sneered: "Then how can we relieve the hatred in our hearts?"

The monk's eyes were filled with pity: "Hate will only make people suffer more, so if you let go of hatred, you will be able to ascend to the Western Paradise."

Nie Wushuang suddenly chuckled, her beautiful eyes turned as she looked at the young monk: "What if I can't let go?"

"After death, you can only fall into hell." The monk had a good temper and still patiently advised.

Nie Wushuang suddenly laughed, her voice was shrill, and her laughter seemed to echo in the empty Buddhist hall. Her expression was almost crazy. A gust of mountain wind blew from outside the hall. She looked at the Guanyin and her voice was as cold as ice: "Then I will wait for him in every level of hell!"

After she finished speaking, she turned around and stumbled into the darkness. After a long time, the young monk suddenly came back to his senses. Only then did he realize that the mysterious woman had not knelt down to worship the Buddha at all.

It turned out that there was so much hatred in her heart. The hatred of people in the world is a kind of evil. The young monk pronounced the Buddha's name, sat together on the futon again, and continued to chant sutras.

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Early the next morning, Nie Wushuang was having breakfast. The food in the temple was light and vegetarian. After eating it, Nie Wushuang wanted to go see Empress Dowager Gao. Empress Dowager Gao called the internal officials and said that the Empress Dowager was worshiping Buddha and asked Meiren Nie to take a good rest and wait until she recovers from her injuries before she comes to the audience again.

Empress Dowager Gao also rewarded Nie Wushuang with a rosary and said that if Nie Wushuang had time to recite sutras frequently, the sins on his body could be eliminated. Nie Wushuang looked at the thin jade rosary and picked it up with a smile. It was right not to see her. Empress Dowager Gao didn't like her, so naturally she didn't want to see her.

Thinking about it, she rested peacefully in the west courtyard. In the evening, I suddenly heard monks outside the west courtyard looking nervous and coming and going in a hurry. Mingqiu went to inquire about it and came back with a smile: "Nie Meiren, your eldest brother, Guard Nie, followed Princess Yunle's kite to Donglin Temple!"

Nie Wushuang put down the rosary in his hand and smiled slightly: "Is it true?"

Her heart finally let go, she

Looking at the lush vegetation in the courtyard, he suddenly smiled and said, "I'm afraid Empress Dowager Gao will have to see me tomorrow even if she has no time."

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