On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Yan Ruyu and the abbot agreed to have breakfast together.

"By the way, you said before that Tang Yibai went back again. Please make a simple drawing of the place he visited. I will have someone go and see what is inside."

The abbot agreed immediately: "Okay, no problem."

Yan Ruyu thought of his ghostly painting skills: "Draw better."

"OK, no problem."

The abbot stood up and said, "I will go back and paint for you, then change my clothes and find someone to accompany me to the Mu Mansion."

He walked out of the house to the yard, took a look at the room where Lou Tingyu was, and snorted coldly.

This guy, who looked like a decent person, was actually telling lies about him behind Huo Changhe's back!

Just as he was about to leave, he saw Zanghu coming out of the room, and the abbot became even more furious.

"Humph, you fat Tibetan fox, look at how fat you are!"

"Am I not good to you? Why did you go to this man? What's so good about him?"

"It's really hard to change a fox's nature. He is treacherous and selfish!"

Tibetan Fox: "..." Did I provoke you? How dare you scold me? Are you crazy?

The Tibetan fox lowered its head and rushed towards the abbot, who ran away in a flash.

Yan Ruyu couldn't help laughing. The Tibetan fox looked back at her and ran towards her again.

The starling flew to the branch and said, "Oh my, it's hard to change a fox's nature. It's treacherous and selfish!"

The Tibetan fox looked up at it with contempt.

The starling said in a shrill voice: "Come on, hit me, oh my, I can fly!"

Yan Ruyu was speechless. This mynah bird had no memory at all. It would provoke the Tibetan fox for no reason. After being taught a lesson, it would be well behaved for a few days, but would start showing off again a few days later.

Yan Ruyu patted Zanghu's head and said, "Why don't you go with the abbot?"

The starling flapped its wings: "I want to go, I want to go!"

Yan Ruyu chuckled: "You are not allowed to go this time. Stay in the yard for three days."

The Tibetan fox let out a thin cry from its throat, looked at the abbot with contempt and raised its chin, and went to him arrogantly, making the starling jump up and down in anger.

Soon, Beibei came to ask for a meeting, saying that the abbot asked him to deliver the painting.

Yan Ruyu took the picture and asked, "Who did the abbot take out?"

"My Lord, I've taken the bee whistle with me."

Yan Ruyu nodded. She was smart and good at observing people's words and expressions. She was a good candidate.

"Okay, I understand, go ahead."

Back in the room, Yan Ruyu opened the blueprint and sighed softly.

As expected, the abbot agreed readily. If he said there was no problem, there would definitely be a problem.

This drawing is a mess, any scrap of paper would be better than this.

Forget it, I'll just wait for him to come back and explain and draw in person, and then look at it again by comparing it with the map.

After taking the blueprints away, the eldest lady sent someone to ask if anyone had time to go and take a look at the mansion together.

Yan Ruyu readily agreed and went with them.

The funeral at the Mu Mansion was still going on, and the abbot came to the door with a bee whistle.

Feng Shao also changed into a monk's robe and wore a monk's hat on his head. Beibei dressed him up like a little monk.

Needless to say, the abbot only reveals his true face in front of Yan Ruyu. In front of other people, he looks like a high monk.

A Tibetan fox followed beside him, with his chin raised and eyes narrowed, looking very arrogant.

When the gatekeeper saw this combination, he was curious, new and a little confused.

Feng Shao stepped forward and said, "Go in and report that my master is here to pray for your wife's soul to be reborn."

The servants looked at each other. Are there any monks coming to pray for the dead? They didn't see any orders from their master.

However, looking at the abbot's demeanor, and thinking about how many things had happened in the mansion one after another, he might have forgotten to tell them.

The monks come forward to pray for the souls to be reborn. They are not bad people. It is a good thing for them to be reborn. There is no need to stop them.

"Okay, Master, please follow me."

The servant led the abbot and Fengshao in, and the Tibetan fox followed.

The two servants who continued to guard the door whispered.

"That's really interesting. Hey, what is that? It doesn't look like a dog."

"It's definitely not a dog. It looks more like a fox to me."

"No way, how can a fox be like this? Aren't all foxes beautiful? Otherwise, why are they called vixen? This one is obviously ugly, so fat, and its eyes are so..."

The Tibetan fox looked back.

The two men stopped immediately, and the Tibetan fox turned around and followed the abbot around the corner.

"Just now...was it looking down on me?"

"I was actually despised by an ugly fox!"

……

The abbot walked to the mourning hall and saw an old woman there. Her appearance and age were similar to what Yan Ruyu had told him. She must be Nanny Wu.

The abbot knew what was going on, and he put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I am here to pray for Madam Mu's soul to be reborn."

Nanny Wu was also puzzled, but Mu Baodi did say before that she wanted to find someone to help.

She originally thought it would be an ordinary monk or something. After all, one has to pay to ask someone to be reincarnated. Mu Baodi asked someone to perform a ritual to help Madam Mu reincarnate for peace of mind. It couldn't be that she was truly doing this for Madam Mu's own good.

The abbot had an extraordinary bearing and was obviously an eminent monk.

Nanny Wu did not dare to delay and quickly prepared a soft cushion and made the brazier burn more vigorously.

"Master, please."

Feng Shao stepped forward and lit a stick of incense, then helped the abbot sit down and said to Aunt Wu, "Donor, my master is a great monk. Praying for the souls of the dead is a very serious matter. Please do not let anyone else come here for the time being."

Aunt Wu nodded quickly: "Yes."

There were not many people in the mourning hall, only a few servants who were responsible for guarding the braziers and incense sticks, and they were all taken away by Nanny Wu.

The abbot and Feng Shao exchanged glances, and Feng Shao stepped aside to observe his surroundings.

It was already agreed on in the carriage when they came that the abbot would perform a ritual to pray for the souls of the deceased. Feng Shao's task was to find the courtyard where Mu Xiaobao lived and take his things and hand them over to the abbot.

As for why, Feng Shao didn't ask.

This is his basic quality in doing things, just do what he is told and don't ask questions that are not necessary.

The abbot found a scripture in the space, closed his eyes, looked at the scripture in the space with his consciousness, and chanted in a low voice.

After about a quarter of an hour, Feng Shao slowly retreated, looking for an opportunity to find Mu Xiaobao's yard.

After he left, the abbot was still chanting scriptures with his eyes closed.

The Tibetan fox stayed in the mourning hall, looking around, and took small steps to the side of the coffin.

The abbot read for a while and then felt very sleepy. He couldn't do it. The scripture was right in front of him, but this was not a novel that was interesting to read and he could just read it. There were many words on the scripture that he couldn't recognize.

I don't know where to stop.

That's it.

He decided to read something else since there was no one here and no one could hear clearly what he was reading.

He found the book again. It was a sample book given to him by Huo Changxu. It was a typical refreshing novel, written based on the stories he had narrated orally.

This looks much more exciting.

Feng Shao quietly left and walked to a corridor. Just as he was about to move forward, he suddenly heard voices. He quickly stepped back and hid behind a tree.

They were two maids passing by, holding a few pieces of clothing in their hands and talking in low voices as they walked.