After the evil concubine is reborn, she just wants to abuse the scum

The old lady and Lu Xiang got off the carriage. Lu Xiang quietly looked at the curls of green smoke rising from the huge incense burner on the square in front of him. Listening to the distant and long ringing of the bell, his impetuous heart subconsciously calmed down.

"Amitabha, hello, Donor Lu." A young novice monk clasped his hands and walked quickly to the old lady and said, "I received your letter yesterday. The wing has been arranged. Please come in."

"Thank you, little master." The old lady clasped her hands and returned the greeting.

She is a frequent visitor to Hua'an Temple and is the mother of the prefect. From the abbot to the young monks, she does not dare to neglect her.

Let alone staying for ten days and a half, even if you are staying for half a year, they still have to make proper arrangements.

Hua'an Temple is very large, with a bamboo forest separating the front hall and the backyard.

The backyard is divided into two, with one side room for male guests and the other for female guests.

The young novice led the old lady and Lu Xiang to an independent courtyard, and then left.

Mother Wen and the little maids took the gifts into the house and put them away one by one. She pointed to a room next to the old lady's bedroom and said to Yunzhe and Wuyue: "Miss Third lives in the old lady's bedroom."

You two go and clean up the room next door."

"Okay, Mother Wen."

The old lady took Lu Xiang's hand and asked with a kind smile: "Xiang Xiang, are you tired?"

Lu Xiang felt warm in her heart when she saw the old lady looking as fragile as a porcelain doll. The smile on her lips was as sweet as sugar: "I'm not tired, but grandma, after riding in the carriage for so long, are you tired?"

You’re tired, do you want to take a rest?”

"Grandma, I'm not tired. I'll go to the front hall to burn incense and chant sutras. You can go around first." The old lady said, "Oh, my granddaughter cares about me. I'm so happy."

Lu Xiang held the old lady's arm: "You can see the scenery at any time. I will go with my grandmother."

When the old lady heard this, she felt elated again.

On the main mast of Hua'an Temple hangs a plaque with the name "Mahatma Hall". The tall Xumizuo is carved from white marble and is crystal clear and white. On the throne is a golden statue of Sakyamuni Buddha, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, to save all sentient beings. On both sides are worshiped against the walls.

There are eighteen exquisite gilded Arhat statues, each with a unique look.

Lu Xiang knelt in front of the Buddha statue, his eyes dazed.

The Buddha has a spirit, right? You saw the unintended death of the female believer in her previous life, so you gave her a new life so that she can personally take revenge on those who harmed her and bullied her.

There was too much hatred in her heart, corroding her flesh and blood all the time.

The Buddha's eyebrows were smiling, and his kind eyes seemed to be comforting Lu Xiang: "My child, it is your blessing to be able to live in two lives. Do not commit sins again or suffer bad consequences."

But Buddha, if she doesn't kill, she can only wait to be killed.

After resurrecting her life, she just wants to pick up the butcher knife and kill all her enemies.

"Xiangxiang...Xiangxiang..."

The calling in my ears went from far away to very close, and gradually became clearer.

Lu Xiang came back to her senses and turned to look at the old lady. Half of the incense in her hand was burned.

"What are you thinking about, so lost in thought?" the old lady asked with a smile.

Lu Xiang pursed her lips and chuckled: "Looking at the compassionate face of Buddha, I was thinking about how many things I had done to make my grandmother angry." She inserted the incense into the incense burner and kowtowed three times piously: "What does my grandmother want to say to me?

?”

"You kid, don't think blindly." The old lady touched Lu Xiang's head lovingly.

She is also afraid that her granddaughter will think too much and the unfamiliar and fearful emotions towards her will reappear, thus alienating her.

After all, she liked this granddaughter so much that she loved to be attached to her, was well-behaved and loved to laugh.

"There is a cook in Hua'an Temple who is very good at vegetarian food. Grandma will take you to pay for it." The old lady picked up Lu Xiang and said with a smile: "Even though he is just a cook in the temple, it is not easy to eat his food.

, either rely on fate, or come in advance to make an appointment. I asked Mother Wen to find out. The cook is destined to be with us today, and he happens to be in charge."

"OK."

"Especially his Jiuhua Buddha's Light. Even though they are all vegetarian dishes, they are even praised by Duke An Guo."

"Really? Even An Guogong is famous here?" Lu Xiang was really surprised. She knew who An Guogong was, but she had never heard that the vegetarian food cooked by the chef of Hua'an Temple could be so praised.

After all, she only visited Hua'an Temple once during this time in her previous life, and it was with Lu Mingzhu.

Not to mention the scene today where her grandmother enthusiastically took her to eat vegetarian food.

"No." The old lady held Lu Xiang's hand and said with a smile: "So I said that the cook is destined to be with us today and happened to make this Jiuhua Buddha's Light."

Lu Xiang licked her lips and walked faster: "Grandma, hurry up."

Delicious food should be served while it's hot.

In the back garden of the Lu Mansion, Aunt Yao hurriedly found Mrs. Liu, and when she saw the mother and daughter sitting in the pavilion eating snacks with smiles on their faces, she rolled her eyes in anger.

"Liu He..."

When Ms. Liu heard this angry roar, she was so frightened that the cakes choked in her throat. She drank a cup of tea and finally swallowed it. She looked at Aunt Yao dissatisfied: "Sister Yao, what did you do when you were startled? I almost missed it."

I'm scared to death of you."

Aunt Yao gritted her teeth: "You are very leisurely. The old lady has been to Huaning Temple for eight days. Are you still indifferent?"

Mrs. Liu regained her breath and couldn't help but sneered after hearing this, and said: "Sister Yao, there is no need to hide between us. Why should I be anxious if the old lady doesn't come back?"

It would be better if the old woman died outside, so that no one could stop the master from helping her upright.

The old lady is not in the mansion, and Mrs. Liu's life is unprecedentedly comfortable. She is favored by Lu Youping, and everyone in the mansion respects her, as if she is the mistress of the house.

"Idiot." Aunt Yao couldn't bear it anymore and cursed.

Mrs. Liu's face darkened, and she stood up from the stool: "Are you crazy? Why are you scolding me?"

Are you sick?

First he scared her, then he scolded her.

Bitch, when she becomes Mrs. Lu, she will be the first to kick you out of the house.

Aunt Yao looked at the charming Liu in front of her, unwilling and jealous.

Back then, she chose Mrs. Liu to send her to the master because she wanted to cause trouble for the wife and so as to alienate the relationship between her and the master.

She originally thought that the old man was just greedy for her beauty, but what she never expected was that Liu He attracted the old man's attention and became his most important person. He did not hesitate to contradict the old lady in order to correct her.

The jealousy in Aunt Yao's heart grew like crazy.

It was obvious that her appearance was not bad and she had given birth to a son, but the master just didn't want to look at her any longer.

There is no favor, so now she can only hold on to Yao's chess piece.

Fortunately, Mrs. Liu is not smart enough, otherwise she would not dare to take advantage of such a woman easily.

Thinking of this, Aunt Yao was no longer so angry at Mrs. Liu's stupidity.