Chu Ling snorted and laughed, "I have already chosen the place. I found the place chosen by the Taoist monk."

Chu Ling has been busy these past few days. When he had time, his sister treated his injuries. Now he has recovered halfway. In the remaining time, he has been looking for a suitable place to bury his sister's body. The Yun family cemetery is definitely not allowed, but his sister's situation is special, so he specially donated incense and consulted a high monk. Finally, he chose the Feng Shui treasure land behind the mountain of Yuan'an Temple.

"Fu Zhao happens to have nothing to do, so he can accompany Miss Meng. Before the prince entered the palace, he also told Fu Zhao to take care of Miss Meng if anything happened."

Fu Zhaodao.

Chu Ling was very angry and said that he had other intentions than drinking.

This guy is really, although he can't guess the true identity of the elder sister, but he is so smart that it is inevitable that he will be exposed. Not to mention that he once had feelings for the elder sister, if he knew that the elder sister's soul was reborn, how would he react? And King You, would he regard the elder sister as a ghost? He couldn't sleep these two days and kept thinking about these things.

So, no matter what, Ajie’s true identity must not be revealed.

"Fu Zhao, you..."

"A Ling."

Chu Ling was about to curse when he was interrupted by Yun Chaomu's gentle call.

She can always relieve his emotions in time.

"If it's not too much trouble, Mr. Fu, please come along."

"No trouble."

Fu Zhao smiled, handsome and elegant.

What started as a two-person group turned into a three-person group.

Fu Zhao and Chu Ling drove the carriage, and Yun Chaomu sat inside. Next to her was a corpse wrapped in a cloak. She was a little dazed, because these were her corpse, and they also told her that she had died tragically.

At this time, no one noticed that in the dark alley, a pair of eyes were looking quietly in the direction where the carriage left.

These days, she had been keeping an eye on Prince You's Mansion, so she naturally knew that Chu Ling was inquiring about the Feng Shui treasure land, so she set up a trap with Kong Wu, and he was really fooled.

Seeing Meng Qingge entering the carriage with something crumpled in her arms, Xu Xianglian had some idea in her mind. Since the people she sent out that day never came back, she knew that they had met with an accident. Later, she ran to the mass grave to see that the crooked tree had indeed been dug up and the soil had been turned over.

The carriage was rattling along the road.

Outside the carriage, Chu Ling's face was solemn and ugly. He lowered his voice and said, "Fu Zhao, what do you want to do? I've told you, my sister is gone."

"I understand."

But listen to Fu Zhaodao.

He lowered his eyebrows and whispered, "I want to bury her with you."

After this sentence, Chu Ling stopped talking and fell silent.

*

The carriage soon arrived at Yuan'an Temple, and a young monk immediately came to greet them and took them all the way to the back mountain.

Inside the temple, there were bursts of wooden fish sounds.

"Donor, please come this way."

The little monk said.

The young monk led a few people towards the back mountain. When they turned around a courtyard, they saw a master in a cassock slowly approaching. The young monk immediately bowed to him, "Master Yikong."

Yun Chaomu then looked at Master Yikong and nodded as a courtesy, but she saw that Master Yikong's gaze was fixed on her face.

The gaze was somewhat deep, and even carried a bit of suppressed excitement and fanaticism, which made Yun Chaomu feel a little uncomfortable. Her face sank slightly, and she turned her eyes away.

The next moment, Master Yikong said, "Lady donor, may I have a word with you?"

Chu Ling and Fu Zhao both raised their eyes, and Yun Chaomu also frowned and looked at Master Yikong.

Master Yikong has been in Yuan'an Temple for decades and is quite famous. It is said that he is very likely to be the next abbot successor.

"Amitabha, I just have a few words to say to you."

That Master Yikong said.

Yun Chaomu pursed her lips slightly and gave the thing in her hand to Chu Ling.

Since she walked into Yuan'an Temple, listening to the sound of wooden fish and Buddhist chanting, she felt much calmer inside, and all the hatred and pain seemed to be soothed.

"A Ling, you and Master Fu wait for me over there for a while, I'll be right back."

Clouds on the road in the morning and evening.

"I'm with you."

Chu Ling frowned.

He has now recovered most of his martial arts skills, especially as the conflict with Xiao Zhan has almost reached a climax, and he simply doesn't feel comfortable leaving Yun Chaomu alone.

But Yun Chaomu shook his head and said, "A Ling, it's okay. Master Yikong just wants to talk to me for a while. You wait for me over there."

Chu Ling pursed her lips and finally nodded.

"Master, let's go over there and talk."

Clouds on the road in the morning and evening.

Master Yikong said "Amitabha", and then he and Yun Chaomu walked forward for a distance, avoiding the crowd.

The two of them stood still, and then they heard Master Yikong say, "Donor, you should no longer be a mortal, so why do you stay in this world?"

As soon as Master Yikong finished speaking, Yun Chaomu's expression changed slightly. She thought that Master Yikong must have seen something, but she didn't expect him to say it directly.

"Master, Qingge doesn't understand what you mean."

Clouds on the road in the morning and evening.

But Master Yikong shook his head and said, "You were born in a Shunhe year and died in a Pingli year. Now you are reborn as a spirit. Do you know that you are depriving others of the chance to live?"

Master Yikong asked.

Yun Chaomu's pupils shrank slightly, and even his breathing became much heavier.

What does this Master Yikong mean?

Does that mean that she was reborn as Meng Qingge, but deprived her of the chance to survive? If it weren't for her, would Meng Qingge be able to survive?

This realization made her stunned for a moment.

She is a person who has no shame towards heaven and earth, but she does not want to bear the responsibility of losing human lives and guilt.

If this is the case……

She didn't say anything, but she felt that Master Kong was indeed capable. He must have really seen through her, otherwise he wouldn't have known her true identity as soon as they met.

Perhaps seeing that she remained silent, Master Yikong said slowly, "Donor, hatred knows no bounds, and the sin of killing is deep. Why don't you put down your butcher knife and let go of the past."

After saying this, Yun Chaomu suddenly frowned, and she slowly said, "Master Yikong, people's hearts are full of hatred, so how can we let go of the past? If the person who made the mistake is not punished by heaven, he will take revenge. You should take revenge if there is revenge, and you should take grievances if there is grievance. You are a Buddhist, you don't kill or eat meat, but if one day, a thief breaks into the temple and kills monks and pilgrims, will you persuade yourself and your subordinates to put down their butcher knives and become Buddhas on the spot?"

Yun Chaomu was not an aggressive person, but he knew that his response was extremely impolite.

But Master Yikong's words "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha right away" really made her feel depressed and angry.

There is a saying that goes, if you don’t know their suffering, don’t advise them to do good.

"Amitabha……"

Master Yikong clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name.

Yun Chaomu lowered his eyes and said slowly, "Master, Qingge doesn't understand what you mean by being born from a soul, or depriving others of their chance to live. Master, take your leave."

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