after i found out my new wife was a man

On the third night after the birthday banquet, He Yaoqing suddenly received an urgent message from his subordinate.

——Xuan Ming sat down.

The world-famous abbot of Shanquan Temple, the eminent monk in the eyes of pilgrims, passed away on the futon in the lecture hall at the moment of Yinshi that day and night, half an hour before He Yaoqing received the news.

If He Yaoqing had rushed there at this moment, he might still be able to touch his still warm body.

It was late at night, so the news hadn't spread yet, He Yaoqing was standing in front of the window holding the letter, and suddenly remembered those past events that disgusted him and he didn't want to recall.

He did live in Qingquan Temple for a period of time.

Today's night wind is very cool, there is no moon in the sky, He Yaoqing doesn't like moonless nights.He put the letter raft in his hand close to the candle flame, and the tongue of flame swallowed it up in an instant, leaving only ashes, and when the wind blew again, there would be nothing left.

Perhaps the same is true of people.

He Yaoqing felt a little tired, but he couldn't fall asleep when he lay down on the bed. He was half asleep and half awake, and many things from the past came to him, so sleep became his deepest nightmare.

When Xie Linghe woke up and walked out of the study in the morning, what he saw was his frowning, restless sleep.

He Yao slept lightly, no matter how light Xie Lingyu's movements were, he would wake up as soon as the person came out. He opened his eyes in a daze and sourly, and saw Xie Lingyu walking to his bed, gently tucking himself in the blanket. horn.

"Sleep a little longer, and I'll buy some tranquilizing incense at night."

His voice was warm and clear, with the hoarseness and softness of just waking up, he didn't ask if something happened, nor did he ask why he couldn't sleep well, as if it was a very common thing.

He Yaoqing felt in a trance that those things that bothered him were far away, and fell into a deep sleep. There was nothing in his dream, but the clear and gentle moonlight shone down.

While he was asleep, the news that Master Xuanming of Shanquan Temple had passed away sitting on the futon in the lecture hall passed away at an astonishing speed.

At noon to the sun, he made his wish and his disciple Shi Kong presided over the tea ceremony.

It has been a long time since the beginning of autumn, the weather is getting cooler, and the sun is no longer so hot, but today it is scorching hot, as if it is midsummer.

Master Xuanming was originally an "eminent monk who had attained the Tao" and had always been highly respected. At that time, the Tianchao Terrace was packed with crowds of people, and there were many princes and nobles, officials and ministers among them.The atmosphere reached its peak when the emperor's oral order was delivered, and it was still Eunuch Yuan who came to deliver the message. He was stooped and had a high-pitched voice.

At the beginning of the ceremony, the flames jumped up into the sky, reflecting the scorching sun, making it hard to tell which one was more dazzling.

However, not many people are sad, just because they passed away in a sitting posture, and died peacefully in a meditating posture. They died in Nirvana, which symbolizes the perfection of all virtues, the extinction of all evils, and returning to the Western bliss.

It is a great merit.

After the ceremony was over, nine relics were burnt under the watchful eyes of everyone.

The Buddhist gatha says "Ninety-nine return to one", which has always been believed by Buddhists. Now, among the Buddhist pilgrims all over the world, Xuan Ming is the current living Buddha and holy monk.

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This matter is so big, even if Xie Linghe is outside the city, he will not miss the news.

That man couldn't sleep yesterday, was it because of this?But Master Xuanming passed away at night, and the news came out only during the day, how did he know about it?

There are so many mysteries about He Yaoqing, Xie Lingyu didn't know where to ask at the beginning, but now he dare not ask, he just wants to tell him himself after he puts it down.

Or maybe Xin He Yaoqing won't harm him, that's why it's like this.

At the time of You, Xie Linghe came back from outside the city, bought Anshenxiang and returned to the mansion.

But he didn't expect that He Yaoqing was already fully dressed, in plain men's clothing, and was leaning on the window staring blankly at the setting sun outside, when he heard the sound and turned to look at him.

"Accompany me to Qingquan Temple at night." He didn't explain, and his voice was also faint, "Don't disturb others."

Xie Linghe put down the Anshen Xiang in his hand, and still didn't ask anything, but replied: "Okay, I'll arrange the carriage."

The sun gradually went down completely, and the surrounding area became darker and darker. Ye Lu was a bit cold, and the two of them took advantage of the darkness to carefully leave the house.There was already a carriage waiting outside, and it was very quiet in the carriage, only the sound of wheels turning, and the faint crows and dogs barking.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, they never thought that there was a man standing in the middle of the stone steps, his monk robe was blown by the night wind, making him look a bit thin.

It was a young monk with a fair complexion.

Xie Lingyu recognized him as the monk who led the two of them to see Master Xuanming that day, and thought it was arranged by He Yaoqing, but when he saw him, he was as surprised as he was, and couldn't help being a little puzzled.

The monk's voice was cold, although he was young, his face had the look of Master Xuan Ming who was neither sad nor happy.

"The abbot called me over before he passed away, and told me to wait for you two here today."

"What if we don't come?"

"The abbot is infallible. Please come with me, the two benefactors."

The two followed him, strange to say, they didn't meet a monk who was watching the night on the road, and the place they finally went to was the sutra hall where Xuan Ming sat.

The scripture hall is brightly lit, and nine relics are enshrined in front of the Buddha.

The young monk chanted the Buddha's name, turned and left without saying a word, and closed the door of the scripture hall.

He Yaoqing stared at Sheli blankly, Xie Lingyu couldn't understand his eyes.

Is this Xuan Ming?

The scripture hall is quiet and the fire is flickering, casting light and shadows on the Buddha statue. Of course, it is neither sad nor happy and compassionate.

Xie Lingyu didn't speak, but quietly waited for He Yaoqing to speak.

"I stayed in Qingquan Temple for a while when I was young."

He Yaoqing finally spoke, the first sentence was a bit difficult, but then it became smoother and smoother, he closed his eyes slightly, listening to the crackling sound of the wick bursting beside his ears, such a familiar environment, it was easy for him to recall the past.

Because he never forgot.

At that time, Emperor Jing Ren was probably "inexperienced". He was always afraid that the older he got, he would become more and more like a man, so he was too impatient to use any means.

At that time, I was only seven or eight years old, and at that time, what I was most afraid of was the "precept room", right?

Built underground, it is cold and narrow, and it can only accommodate your young self. After entering, you can't sit or bend over, you can only stand, there is no light, and there is no sound at all, and you can't feel the passage of time. He couldn't even feel his own existence, and there was only endless fear and darkness in front of him.

No, there was a voice in my ears, it was my own humble voice crying and begging for mercy.

Weak, helpless, unable to resist, just crying and begging for mercy, this is what I hate the most.

There was no pain in He Yaoqing's eyes, as if he had been completely cut off from his former self, only endless violence and hatred.

"Finally, after coming out of the ring again, I finally 'crazy'."

He Yaoqing even laughed lowly: "Stop talking, anyone who sees them will scream, as long as anything with water chestnuts comes into my hands, it will eventually be greeted to myself."

"After a few times, he finally got scared and even thought I was bewitched by evil spirits, so he brought me to Qingquan Temple to pray for blessings."

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One more chapter in a while.