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Chapter 385 Jinghui: Donate more sesame oil to show devotion

Chapter 385 Jinghui: Donate more sesame oil to show your piety

Don’t forget your original intention and be calm.

This is the note in the tip Jinghui left for Song Ci, in just eight words.

Be calm, you are a melon, you are a fairy, you are a fairy, hundreds of heads rolling on the ground like a watermelon. Do you want me to be calm?

This chicken soup is poisonous, I will never drink it!

Song Ci searched through the entire treasure, and there was nothing else except this note, not even a peace talisman.

A stingy person.

"Master Mingyuan, this is the only one?" Song Ci looked at Master Mingyuan unwillingly.

Master Mingyuan nodded with a smile: "Master Jinghui said, this is enough."

But let it go, drinking this chicken soup is not only useless, but also prone to gain weight.

Master Mingyuan saw that she looked listless and said, "Madam Tai is a wise man, and she will turn bad luck into good luck when encountering things."

Song Ci pulled the corner of her mouth.

"Why donor is at your own expense? Mingxin is preaching in the front hall. If the old donor is interested, he might as well go and listen."

Song Ci quickly clasped his hands and said, "I'm sorry, Master Mingyuan."

Master Mingyuan recited a Buddhist verse and left.

Song Ci looked through the note again, and even thought of something particularly obscure, so he soaked the note in a teacup and took it out.

Wait and wait, the note is still the same one, and there is no invisible potion to write other words.

"The words that appear when you encounter water on TV are lying, there is nothing at all." Song Ci spat.

Madam Gong: "..."

Could it be that the lady is nightmare and hysterical?

Song Ci sighed, put away the note, and said, "Go and have a few incense sticks."

She walked out of the Zen temple and looked at a hundred-year-old Bodhi tree not far away, and her thoughts drifted away.

Jing Huineng left her such a note, which was to calculate that she would come, and even why she came?

Then, if you take a step back, was Jinghui also considered the destruction of the Song Mansion?

Song Ci licked her lips, looked down at the note in her hand, what does it imply that she did not forget her original intention and what was her original intention?

Drinking around and waiting to die?

Damn it, I’m most annoying to these monks pretending to be profound and silenced Buddhist verses, which makes people unable to guess.

Song Ci took the palace madam to each hall to raise a few incense sticks, then went to the front hall to listen to the lectures, and asked Lin Qing where she was.

Not far from the Bodhi tree, she saw Lin Qing sitting under the Bodhi tree, drinking tea, and not knowing what she was thinking.

Quietness and far-reaching.

When Song Ci thought of this word, he thought of the rumors about Lin Qing, and walked over.

"You are here, haven't you gone to worship?"

Lin Qing smiled and said, "The scenery here is very good. Moreover, I have Buddha in my heart, which is enough."

Song Ci: "It's true."

She also sat down and Lin Qing quietly poured her a cup of tea.

Song Ci didn't say anything, let alone ask why Lin Qing was thinking about something. There were some things he didn't need to ask, and people should keep an appropriate distance.

The two of them drank two cups of tea quietly. As more and more people came, they broke the tranquility and stood up one after another and prepared to leave.

A little shady came out and stopped Song Ci, saying, "Fortunately, the old donor has not left yet."

Song Ci: "????"

"Master Jinghui has something to let the monk convey. Can you speak with one step?"

Song Ci was immediately happy and said, "Seriously, what is it?"

He took Song Ci a little far away, and the little novice cleared his throat and learned Jinghui's words: "It's not easy to break the secrets of heaven. Don't the old donor donate more money for incense and oil to show his piety?"

Song Ci: "..."

Good, you bad monk, you are actually the one who eats meat!

"One thought heaven and one thought hell."

The little novice monk read another sentence.
Chapter completed!
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