Chapter 12 Fa Jing!

On the way up the mountain, Su Qianqian imagined countless scenarios of meeting her sweetheart.

One of them fascinates her the most.

In the ancient temple on Qingshan Mountain, with green tiles and red walls, a young monk in moon-white robes stood under an ancient tree, holding flowers and smiling softly.

The young man's eyes were as clear as water, cold and ruthless, but when he looked at her, he couldn't speak, and there were thousands of amorous feelings between his eyebrows and eyes!

Every time she thought about the depth of love, Su Qianqian felt her face turn red, and her heart felt like a little deer bumping around, messy and sweet.

A girl's love for spring is nothing more than this!

However, the ideal is very full, but the reality is very skinny!

Su Qianqian came with all kinds of charms in mind, but she didn't expect that what was waiting for her was not a young monk standing holding flowers and smiling lightly, but a hurtful and evil word!
"Impossible, I don't believe it!"

Su Qianqian's eyes were stunned and her expression was flustered, like a helpless child.

She said unwillingly: "Little Master, you must have remembered it wrong! I am Su Qianqian, the daughter of Yushitai Su Yuanyuan! Please inform me and tell Master Fajing that I am here to see him!" If Master Fajing knew that I was coming, he would definitely come to see me!"

The young novice was unmoved.

He clasped his hands together and saluted Su Qianqian: "That's right! The only daughter of Mr. Su Yuanhua, the future concubine of His Highness the Sixth Prince, and the female benefactor told by Master Uncle Fajing is you!"

The little novice monk said: "Donor Su, please come back. Uncle Fa Jing won't see you!"

After the little novice monk finished speaking, he reached out to close the door.

Su Qianqian suddenly said with happiness in her heart: "I'm breaking off the engagement, I'm breaking off the engagement!"

She looked at the little novice monk and said anxiously: "Little master, please tell Master Fajing that I have broken off my engagement with Zhao Yi! I am innocent now, and he no longer needs to avoid suspicion when meeting me!"

The little novice monk was stunned.

Obviously, he didn't expect that there would be such an operation as canceling the engagement.

He hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Donor, I will go and report to Uncle Fajing later."

Su Qianqian nodded repeatedly: "Thank you so much, little master!"

The young novice didn't say much and closed the door directly.

meditation hall.

"Broken off the engagement?"

The male protagonist is chanting sutras and meditating on the futon.

Hearing the little novice's announcement, he almost jumped up from the ground in shock!

"It's a disaster!"

"That's bad!"

"Disaster is coming!"

The male protagonist's face was tense, his fists were clenched, and he was cursing crazily in his mind with anger!
"Is that bitch crazy? The poor monk has already said that he doesn't want to have anything to do with her, so why is she still pestering her?"

"Because of the bowl of plain porridge last time, Sixth Prince Zhao Yi already had a grudge against the poor monk, otherwise he wouldn't have snatched that dead egg!"

"Now that this bitch has broken off the engagement, the Sixth Prince must hate the poor monk to death. If he wants to get the dead egg from him again, it will be extremely difficult to reach the sky!"

The male protagonist became more and more angry as he talked, and finally he was so angry that he almost burst into smoke.

The old voice was also silent.

The saddest thing in the world is love.

Faced with this difficult situation, he didn't know what to do.

After a long silence, an old voice said: "This woman may be a novelty for a while, but she should fade away over time. Don't worry too much! How are the preparations for the Beauty Pill?"

The male protagonist took a deep breath, suppressed the irritability in his heart, and said helplessly: "The refining process of the Beauty Pill is too complicated. Even according to the method of refining the pill you taught me, my disciples only succeeded in refining three pills!"

The old voice said: "Three pills are enough! The Red Beauty Pill has the magical effect of preserving the beauty forever and is a great temptation for women. Even if there is only one pill, as long as it is used properly, it can achieve unexpected results!"

The male protagonist nodded: "The disciple heard that the second prince Zhao Mian has a good relationship with the sixth prince Zhao Yi. The second day of next month is Zhao Mian's birthday. The disciple is going to give a beauty pill to the second prince as a gift. Ask him to come forward when the time comes. Mediate, maybe Zhao Yi will return that dead egg to his disciple!" The male protagonist asked: "Grandmaster, what do you think?"

The old voice said: "As long as you have a plan in mind, there is no need to ask me for instructions on everything."

The hero nodded.

He sighed and said unwillingly: "It would be great if Zhao Yi was not a royal family, otherwise there would be no need to go to all this trouble! The materials for refining the Beauty Pill are so precious that even the disciples who are Buddhists from Xishan Temple cannot afford it! If I wasn't forced to do so, I would be reluctant to give away this precious elixir like this!"

The old voice said: "Blessings come where misfortunes lie, and misfortunes come where blessings come. It's just something external to you, don't worry too much about it!"

The male protagonist gritted his teeth and said: "Having said that, the anger in the disciple's heart is really hard to dissipate! All of this was caused by that bitch woman of the Su family. If it weren't for her, the disciple wouldn't be in such a mess! Hateful, annoying! "

The old voice fell silent again.

He did not use profound Buddhist teachings to resolve the evil thoughts in the male protagonist's heart, but instead deliberately strengthened the evil thoughts!

This evil thought is born from hatred and disgust for women. As long as the evil thought is strong enough, the male protagonist will never fall in love with a woman.

This is actually a good thing for those who practice Buddhism!
If there is no woman in the heart, the Buddha will be born naturally!
Crunch!

The closed courtyard door opened again.

Su Qianqian perked up and asked quickly: "Little Master, what did Master Fa Jing say?"

The young novice clasped his hands together and said solemnly: "Donor, please go back. Don't come to Xishan Temple again. You are not welcome in this temple!"

He didn't wait for Su Qianqian to reply. After finishing speaking, he closed the courtyard door directly!

Boom!

Su Qianqian slammed the door hard.

"What do you mean? Please speak clearly! What did Master Fajing say? Also, why can't I come to Xishan Temple in the future? Give me an explanation!"

Bang bang bang!
Su Qianqian knocked harder, but there was no response from inside.

Separated by a door, it seems like two worlds are cut off.

The world inside the door is extremely bright, and the monks are chanting sutras without hesitation, just like the paradise world.

The world outside the door is dark and cold, and the mountain wind is howling and harsh, like a devil's cave where ghosts roar.

I don't know when, it started to rain.

The mountain breeze was already cold, and now it was damp and cold, making Su Qianqian shiver.

She took a step forward and squatted in the corner of the door to take shelter from the rain, hugging her knees with her hands and shivering from the cold.

I don't know how long it took, but Su Qianqian suddenly heard someone calling her.

Opening her eyes drowsily, Su Qianqian saw a thin figure standing in front of her.

The man held an umbrella in one hand and a lamp in the other. He looked down at her, his eyes full of pity.

Su Qianqian opened her eyes wide, and after seeing the person clearly, her eye circles turned red instantly, and she choked and said, "Dad~"

Su Changyuan sighed.

He reached out and took off his raincoat and put it on Su Qianqian, then carefully helped her up.

"Let's go home with dad!"

When Su Qianqian heard this, her tears instantly rolled down like broken beads.

She raised her head, looked at Su Yuanhua with tearful eyes, and said eagerly: "Dad, I..."

Su Changyuan raised his hand to interrupt her, shook his head and said: "No need to say it, dad already knows it! Let's go back first and then we'll talk about it when we get home!"

Su Qianqian nodded timidly, stood up holding her father's hand, looked back at the closed door, and a trace of reluctance quickly flashed in her eyes.

"Master Fajing~"

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