Wu Shenshen didn't care about this little thing. He read the secret letter sent by Du Ni again. In order to keep it confidential, he knew that there were very few people who had eliminated the snow thief operation and agreed on a time for concerted action.

"Sir, I'm going to prepare for the manpower." Furrows raised his head and said, with a passionate fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Okay, then you go quickly and be careful. Don't tell them what to do when it's time to get in need." Eunuch Ao reminded.

Even if Eunuch Ao didn't give any advice to me, Wu Shenshen understood this. He just nodded slightly and left in a hurry.

Eunuch Ao happily walked a few steps in the house. With his achievements, even if Xiao Wu became the Black Water Protector for a long time, he could still try to transfer back to the Mirror to serve. There was no need to be promoted or transferred to the level.

He also needs to lay the foundation for Xiao Wrinkles in advance.

"Godfather, I'm going to come back." Eunuch Ao thought silently in his heart while being happy.

From the moment he was demoted to Tianliang, he thought about returning to the palace.

In the cold weather... Eunuch Ao thought of this place he had initially disliked but stayed for a long time, and his mood became a little complicated.

"Hey, I don't know how the stupid donkey Yuanhui and Yan returned? There was no news as soon as I left, and I don't know how to send a letter to our family..."

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Big Buddha Temple in Qinglianzhou, Huangxi Road.

The Great Buddha Temple is very large, so large that it is comparable to a county. The temple is a county and the county is a temple.

The Great Buddha Temple is under the jurisdiction of five towns and sixty-six miles, and they are all devout believers in the villages.

There are 3,000 temples in the 66-mile towns and 3,000 temples in each temple are full of incense, and the smoke above the temple is cloudy and white mist is shrouded in white.

But the Great Buddha Temple is very small, so small that only the ordinary temple in the center of the hinterland really has the plaque of the Great Buddha Temple.

Strictly speaking, this is the Great Buddha Temple.

The Great Buddha Temple rarely receives foreign visitors, and only a few outsiders in the world can enter.

But this place has never been a holy place for the monks of the Great Buddha Temple. As long as they are monks of the Great Buddha Temple, they can enter and exit the Great Buddha Temple at will.

The Great Buddha Temple adopts a group of homeless children every once in a while and raises them.

Buddhism has always advocated equality for all living beings. Adopted children never ask about their qualifications and origins. As long as they are homeless and have no relatives to raise, they can go to the temple to practice.

If you can be self-reliant and not want to be a monk, you can also return to secular life and leave the temple.

Therefore, the temple cannot be considered pure and solemn. A group of young monks were still regular when chanting scriptures and practicing with the master in the temple. However, once the homework was finished, they would cheer loudly and run out of the hall.

The adult monks in the temple just smiled slightly at this, so that the children could cheer and play.

The rules in the temple are that the young monks are not allowed to step out of the temple at will. After they finish their homework, they will come out of the front hall and run to the backyard.

When you walk out of the front hall to the backyard, you have to pass through Buddha Hand Square. When the little monks arrive at the square, the chirping sounds suddenly stop.

Huangxi Road is the hottest place in the Great Wei Dynasty. Before summer comes, the scorching sun is exposed to the scorching sun in spring.

There was a monk kneeling in the Buddha Hand Square. The monk just closed his eyes and knelt down. He had been kneeling here for nearly a year.

Every day, monks from the temple would bring him water and food.

The little monks were very curious, why did this monk kneel here?

But no matter how naughty they are, they were told by the master in the temple to not allow them to get close to the monk.

Every day when the young monks pass through the Buddha's Hand Square, they can see the monk kneeling here. At first, the monk is fat and big, but now he is no longer as thin as before, but his gloomy face becomes stronger and stronger.

The little monks were a little afraid of this monk for some reason. When they passed through the Buddha Hand Square, they would subconsciously walk over slowly.

The little monks entered the backyard, and the monks seemed to have no idea, and he was waiting.

Even though he had an answer in his heart, he was still waiting.

Because the master doesn't say it, his answer doesn't count.

What the little monks didn't know was that he had stood up in the late winter, left the Buddha's Hand Square, and arrived at the Prajna Forest.

In the winter when the cold air is deep, all flowers in the Prajna Forest withered, and there are only a few blooming flowers.

The honeysuckle that wraps around the bushes has grown purple-red new leaves, and is full of vitality in the cold winter.

The new leaves do not wither in winter, which is for honeysuckle.

That's right, he sighed, understanding why the monk named Jingyun liked honeysuckle, because he hoped to survive the long cold winter for him like a honeysuckle and grow purple-red leaves that symbolize new life.

But he still can't survive the cold winter, let alone rebirth.

He turned around and left the Prajna Forest, kneeled on the Buddha's Hand Square, and his vague thoughts became clear in that cold winter.

He knelt on the Buddha's Hand Square and never stood up again.

If the temple hadn't been merciful and brought him food and water, he would not have died of kneeling, but he would have starved to death in this square.

As the sun sets, the dim red light shines on the Buddha Hand Square, and he opens his eyes.

An old monk appeared in front of him. His face was full of wrinkles and sparse eyebrows, and he was looking at him with compassion.

"Master." He kowtowed seriously with respect.

The old monk in front of him is not the first of the Eighteen Halls of the Great Buddha Temple, nor is he a famous monk. He is just Huixuan, the old monk who raised the young monk in the temple.

Huixuan is the person he respects the most. Even the first one is not as good as the old monk who is unknown outside this temple in his heart.

It was Huixuan who raised him, but he was not waiting for Huixuan.

"Yuanhui, if Master asked you to leave, will you leave?" Huixuan sighed softly.

"Sure." Yuanhui said without hesitation.

"But the master can't open this mouth, and no one in the temple dares to let the master persuade you to leave." Huixuan said: "They mean that you like to kneel, so let you kneel until you are willing to leave."

Yuanhui didn't speak, just listened silently, and it was not surprising that the Buddhist temple would do this.

"You want an answer, but even the head of the temple can't give you the answer." The head of Huixuan's mouth refers to the head of the preaching, and he said again: "Maybe the old head can give you the answer, but no one can disturb the old head."

"Master originally wanted to say that life is rare to be confused, but after you kneel for so long, the answer is definitely very important to you. In this case, even Master can't fool you." Huixuan looked at his disciples and showed kindness. "Among so many disciples back then, you were stupid by nature and not good at practicing talent, and you are both middle and inferior, but Master likes you the most, and Master sometimes can't figure it out."

"It was the disciple who failed the master's love." Yuanhui's voice was hoarse and her eyes were slightly red.

Huixuan looked up at the almost invisible sunset, "When my master was still a little monk, the old leader was already the old leader."

"The old leader rarely appears, but that day, the saint of the academy came to the Great Buddha Temple, and the old leader appeared."

"The master was lucky enough to be with him. The saint of the academy came in full force. He said that we monks were not doing anything for childbirth, and they were the blood-sucking leeches of the people of the Great Wei."

"The old leader just smiled and said that Buddhism gives believers faith and protects the peace of the believers. Believers are willing to worship Buddhism and get what they need. How can leeches preach?"

"The saints of the academy are not so easily convinced. He mocked the belief given by Buddhism just to make believers ignorant. The more ignorant the more faithful they believe. Their academy is different. The purpose of the academy is to teach and educate people, make the people wise, and let them know what is wrong and what is right."

"He said that if the only advantage of Buddhism is to protect the peace of believers, but this is unfair. Believers can worship Buddhists for their blood-sucking life. Even without Buddhism, the officials of the Great Wei Dynasty and the academies will protect the safety of the people, and the people do not have to sell them to Buddhism even if they are in their hearts."

"The old leader and the saint of the academy competed against each other. In the end, the old leader said that there is light and there is darkness. Everything in the world is nothing more than that. The academies and officials also have invisible darkness. Why should they be so persistent?"

"The saint of the academy scoffed at this statement. He was honest that the academy might have bad darkness, but this darkness is definitely not as big as Buddhism..."

Huixuan said this, stopped and said slowly: "The old leader and the academy saint are both the first-class and superb people in the world. This debate is fruitless. With Master's stupidity, it is difficult to distinguish between right and wrong."

"But Master always remembers what the old master said, there is light in the world, and there is darkness. This is the case with the Great Buddha Temple. Do you think the Great Buddha Temple is necessary to exist?"

Yuanhui looked confused. This was the family that he raised since childhood. As the master said, he was stupid by nature and was not good at practicing Buddhism and martial arts. Do he dare to answer such questions?

He has always regarded the Great Buddha Temple as his home and could sacrifice his life for the Great Buddha Temple. He has never understood the great principles, but now he has to face such a problem. If the Great Buddha Temple does not have the need to exist, what is the meaning of his life?

"Disciple doesn't know." Yuanhui said hoarsely.

Huixuan moved his gaze back from the sunset, and he asked softly: "Do you still want to know the answer you want to ask?"

"You want to wait for the head to tell you the answer. Of course, Master cannot explain the scriptures to you as you teach you to recite scriptures, but the things that happened back then were actually managed by Master, so Master can tell you how things happened back then."

Yuanhui's heart trembled. He looked up at his master in shock. He couldn't believe that his master was the leader. His master was such a kind person and he had always cared for and loved them since he was a child.

"Mencius will not lie." Huixuan said calmly: "You should know that Master will not lie to you. When the small Buddha Temple gradually rose and grew, it was recognized by the government, our Buddhist temple was even more like a thorn in the throat. The first of the Eighteen Halls was anxious day and night, unable to sleep or eat, and afraid that the Big Buddha Temple had been destroyed for more than two thousand years."

"Later, someone in the temple suggested sending a group of outstanding disciples to the Xiaofu Temple..." Huixuan said: "The disciples who are on the mission should be loyal to the Big Buddha Temple. If the Xiaofu Temple cannot be identified as being sent by the Big Buddha Temple, then you can only choose those young children."

Huixuan closed his eyes and said in silence: "As you think, Yuanhua has a talent for treacherous people. Xiaofo Temple likes such disciples. We will select Yuanhua and other disciples. After training in secret for a year or two, we will send them to Xiaofo Temple."

Yuanhui thought of Monk Jingyun, and his face showed pain. As expected, Jingyun was Yuanhua.

He wanted to ask how many disciples he sent to carry out such a plan, but he looked at Master Shun and couldn't bear to ask, because he asked, and Master who had made up his mind to talk to him would definitely say that once he said it, it would put Master in a very difficult situation.

"Did Yuanhua agree to do such a thing back then?" Yuanhui couldn't help asking.

"He was less than ten years old back then, so what if he agreed? So what if he didn't agree?" Huixuan still didn't open his eyes. His face showed compassion and sighed: "In the days ahead, these people will definitely regret making such a choice. They can only act as the darkness of the Great Buddha Temple for the rest of their lives, fearing, fearing that they will be discovered by the Small Buddha Temple and doing what they don't want to do for the Great Buddha Temple."

"Do you think they won't regret it?"

Yuanhui remembered what Yuanhua said before his death, and then he felt the pain of Yuanhua's struggle before his death. They were Buddhist disciples. When they sacrificed the blood formation and summoned Yingui's clones to come, Yuanhua wanted to kill the whole city.

Angry flame suddenly rose in his heart, and he wanted to burn himself to death, so that he would not have to know such a thing.

But whoever he can blame is that he must seek such an unbearable truth, and he has never felt so painful.

"Just to deal with Xiaofo Temple..." He looked at Huixuan with compassion, and found that he had never known this man who was like a teacher or a father. He was so strange that he was so unfamiliar that he felt scared.

How could he be so cruel and push them toward such a fire pit?
To be continued...