Zong Wu: I Was Exposed As Soon As I Certified Earthly Celestial

died? !

When the middle-aged man spoke the sad news with a sad face.

Not only that little monk was stunned!

Even everyone in Kyushu was a little confused!

I haven't seen you for half a year. That weird little girl died just like that? !

"what happened?!"

At this moment, such doubts flashed in the minds of almost everyone.

They are eager to know, what is going on with all this? !

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Soon, the picture of the Heavenly Dao gold list slowly flowed...

Only then did everyone realize that the majestic man was actually the prince of a small dynasty in Kyushu!

And that girl is a princess!

In fact, although such an identity is really nothing in the entire Kyushu!

However, in that small Qingshan Temple, such an identity is shocking enough!

However, after learning of the girl's identity, Little Monk's expression didn't change at all, he just stood there in a daze.

Because of hearing the girl's news, the light that appeared in his eyes quietly extinguished.

"Qixiu is terminally ill..."

"Before she died, she never forgot Qingshan Temple, so I must come here..."

At this time, Qixiu's father sighed and explained.

While speaking, he inadvertently glanced at the little monk who was stunned in place. Seeing that his eyes were dull, he couldn't help but shook his head and smiled miserably.

Is this the little monk that my daughter never forgets?

After all, he was just an ordinary little monk!

Thinking of this, Qixiu's father turned around and was about to arrange for his daughter's funeral.

"How did she die?"

And at this moment, an extremely hoarse voice echoed in the temple, with a trace of suppressed madness, said word by word,

"The poor monk... once felt her pulse. She...had no hidden illness, and it was impossible for her to pass away in just half a year..."

The current little monk, after many years of practice, is not only proficient in Dharma, but also dabbles in medical skills!

He doesn't believe that Miss Xiu will die of illness?

He wanted to know, Miss Own Xiu, how did she die? !

"How did you die? Is it important?"

Looking at the ferocious little monk, Qixiu's father let out a miserable smile and said,

"I just follow my daughter's last wish, as for the others, what qualifications do you have to know?!"

After all, he walked out of Qingshan Temple without hesitation, and did not look back.

What are your qualifications? !

With a hint of indifference, it echoed in the small temple, making little monk's pale face less bloody...

Then, little monk looked at the direction where the middle-aged man disappeared, as if he had made up his mind.

Facing the Buddha, he respectfully kowtowed three times, and then kowtowed three times to his Master...

Immediately, regardless of the horrified gazes of many monks, he walked away!

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At this moment, the screen flashes...

The middle-aged man walked out of the temple, looked at the little monk who was following him, snorted coldly, got into the carriage without hesitation, and walked away.

Seeing this scene, little monk looked determined, and chased after him step by step.

As the carriage gradually picked up speed, little monk was a little weak, but even though he was almost exhausted from exhaustion, he didn't stop.

Just like chanting sutras, walking mechanically, walking...

I don't know how long it took, everyone looked at the little monk on the screen and almost fainted, but after seeing the carriage that was about to disappear in front of them, they still caught up firmly with their eyes!

I don't know if it was intentional, but the speed of the carriage no longer accelerated, but kept at a speed that the little monk could catch up with, and moved forward slowly.

Even, at the end, the carriage stopped.

It was Qixiu's father who got off the carriage!

Looking at the little monk who was almost at his limit, Qixiu's father sighed and told him some things.

...

Qixiu did not die of illness.

It turned out that the girl told little monk that she was going to get married half a year ago.

In fact, it is not to find love.

It was the prince of a dynasty who wanted to marry her by force, otherwise he would lead troops to attack the dynasty where the girl belonged.

You know, in Kyushu, there are too many small dynasties like girls!

They generally attach themselves to larger dynasties to pray for peace!

Facing the demands of the Sect Leader dynasty, even if the girl's father is a prince, it will not help.

Originally, the girl was thinking that if little monk agreed to marry her, even if she disobeyed her father's order, she must stay with little monk.

However, in the face of own's inquiry, little monk... still turned his head and left!

The desperate girl agreed to get married!

Just, have to wait a year...

Because, she was waiting for little monk, waiting for him... save herself!

However, after only half a year, the prince of the sect leader dynasty couldn't hold back anymore and wanted to forcibly take over the girl's innocence.

In this regard, the girl who knew she was powerless to resist used a pair of scissors to stab Own's heart...

Blood flowed out, dyeing the plain white dress red, as if putting a bright red wedding dress on the girl.

That prince, knowing that he made a mistake, didn't dare to stay any longer, and hurried back to the country!

It's just that the girl's demise is irreversible!

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Hearing the middle-aged man's words, little monk fell silent!

After a long time, he raised his head, looked at the middle-aged man who was also in grief, and said word by word,

"Can the poor monk meet Qixiu?"

"…Can!"

Looking at little monk's firm eyes, Qixiu's father sighed, and then said,

"Originally, Qixiu's last wish was to be buried under Qingshan Temple..."

"Come with me!"

How can middle-aged people not know what their daughter is thinking? !

However, looking at the dazed little monk at that time, I felt disappointed, so I didn't speak.

But now, after seeing this little monk's insistence, he spoke out his daughter's real last wish.

soon.

little monk met Xiu girl again...

The girl was lying in the coffin, very peaceful, vaguely holding a pink letter in her hand...

In the corner of the envelope, in the addressee column, the words 'little monk' were written in elegant fonts.

Gently picking up the letter, the little monk opened it in a daze, and found that it was a short story.

One, a story that little monk is very familiar with.

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"Once upon a time there was an old monk who was always patronized by thieves..."

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"One day, the thief came again, and he said to the thief, please put your hand through the crack in the door, and I will give you whatever you want."

"The thief was very happy to hear that, so he put his hand in through the crack of the door. Unexpectedly, the old monk grabbed his hand, tied it to a pillar, and then beat him hard with a stick."

"While beating back, shouting: Take refuge in the Buddha! Take refuge in the Dharma! Take refuge in the Sangha!"

"The thief was in great pain, so he had no choice but to shout: Take refuge in the Buddha! Take refuge in the Dharma! Take refuge in the Sangha!"

"Take refuge in Buddha!"

"Convert to the law!"

"Take refuge in a monk!"

"Take refuge... Miss Xiu!"