usatvline Chapter 390 - Buddhists
Chapter 390 - Buddhists
Feng Muyan frowned and suddenly felt doubtful. Everyone in this city knew that it was not surprising that Shui Mo Pavilion had two managers, but how could these Buddhists who had left the world find them?
"Amu, help me down and take a look. I can't sleep now anyway."
Song Yunli reached out and patted the back of his hand. Before she traveled through time and space to come here, she did not believe in ghosts, gods or Buddhas. She believed that man can conquer nature and there is no problem that cannot be solved.
But after traveling through time, her thoughts changed. She didn't know what kind of power brought her to the ancient times, nor did she know if she would travel back inexplicably one day.
In modern times, she had read many classics, and even the sage Confucius kept his distance from the issue of ghosts and gods, neither praising nor slandering them.
Therefore, in this life, whenever a monk or Taoist priest came to see her, she would want to maintain a respectful attitude, to accumulate merit for herself, Ammu, and the child in her belly.
The two of them walked down the stairs hand in hand, and from a distance they saw an old monk with white beard and kind eyes standing at the door.
"My two benefactors, I am Wangdu, and I am honored to meet you."
"Master Wangdu!" The two of them lowered their heads at the same time.
The old monk lowered his eyes to glance at Song Yunli's belly, a look of understanding and certainty flashed in his eyes. Those blurry and bloody scenes reappeared in his mind, and his thoughts became more firm.
"I wonder why Master Wangdu comes here so late at night?" Song Yunli said with a faint smile.
"The female donor is destined to be rich and will have a long life and many children." The old monk clasped his hands in front of his chest and bowed his head slightly.
"I would like to borrow the Master's good words."
"If I am not mistaken, the female donor's soul has been in another world for a long time."
As soon as the old monk finished speaking, he saw the two people's faces change, so he continued, "The female donor has been surrounded by good karma throughout her life. She was destined to be a wealthy and powerful mother of the country, but she encountered an evil spirit blocking her way and her fate was changed, causing many things that should not have happened to happen."
"Master, I respect you as a monk, please don't speak nonsense!"
Hearing the word "evil spirit", Song Yunli instantly got furious.
In the past years, Amu had no idea how long she had been tortured by these two words. She didn't even have time to feel heartache, and now how could she tolerate an old monk coming to her doorstep and talking nonsense?
Feng Muyan also frowned in displeasure. Although he had killed countless souls, which general did not have blood on his hands?
In the past, he accepted it when people said he was an evil spirit. After all, the people around him either died or were injured and had a bad ending.
But now that our mother is still alive, and our fifth brother has recovered from his illness and ascended to the throne, both of which are good things.
"Donor, you should thank the female donor beside you for the change in your fate. She has blocked many disasters for you, so now you are haunted by evil spirits and cannot sleep well." The old monk said firmly, stroking his beard from time to time, but his eyes never left Song Yunli's belly.
Feng Muyan was silent. Although he did not completely agree with the old monk's words, he had to admit that it was Li'er who brought him out of the abyss of loneliness and pain. He also had to admit that it was he who caused Li'er to be injured many times.
"Master Wangdu, if you come here late at night just to talk about our fate, we will learn from you and I'm sorry that I won't see you off."
Song Yunli would never tolerate anyone saying anything bad about Feng Muyan. She instantly felt disgusted with the old monk. The smile on her face disappeared immediately and she stretched out her arm as a gesture to see him off.
The old monk was not angry and still had the same kind smile on his face as when he came, but he had no intention of leaving.
"Master, just say whatever you want to say. My husband and I won't keep you here any longer." Feng Muyan released his hand around Song Yunli and clasped his fists politely.
"Donor, before your child is born, please bring me with you to the temple to chant sutras and recite Buddhist scriptures."
"Why?" Feng Muyan asked in confusion.