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Chapter 208 You Need This Relic

Fu Ziqi, one man and one horse, rushed to Qiongzhou.

For a long time, Tanxi did not hear from Fu Ziqi again.

Wanfa Temple is a national temple, and there are many aristocrats who come to the temple to offer incense and donate money for sesame oil.

Tanxi practiced Buddhism well. Although he was still young, many pilgrims had already asked him to listen to his lectures.

He had heard a few words about Fu Ziqi from other people.

She arrived in Qiongzhou smoothly.

But even if the national teacher entered the territory of Qiongzhou, the king still had no intention of allocating food and medicinal materials to Qiongzhou.

Qiongzhou is closed, and no one knows the situation inside. They all say that Qiongzhou may have become a dead city.

In this way, it has been more than half a year.

When Fu Ziqi left, it was the season of warm spring and flowers blooming. When he heard the news about her again, the royal city was already covered with snow.

It is said that the Qiongzhou plague has found a way to cure the disease under the study of a group of doctors led by the National Teacher day and night.

It is said that the 12-year-old prince secretly packed his things and ran to Qiongzhou shortly after the national teacher left.

It is said that the prince, holding the prince's seal, dispatched a large number of Qiongzhou officials who did not do anything, and took control of the power of Qiongzhou by means of thunder.

I heard that when the Master of the State Teacher and His Highness the Crown Prince left Qiongzhou, all the people wept together and saw each other off for dozens of miles.

……

And one more thing.

Du Hui passed away.

Fu Ziqi returned to Wangcheng, even excused himself from going to the palace, but came to Wanfa Temple the next day.

"Where is Duhui?" Fu Ziqi asked him with a smile, "Tell him, my life is pretty good, I didn't die in this plague. I couldn't eat or sleep well in Qiongzhou, so I wanted him to cook for me. A pot of tea."

Tanxi looked at the woman, squirmed his lips, paused, and put his hands together, "Amitabha. Master passed away a month ago."

He watched the smile on Fu Zixi's face disappear.

"Death?" Fu Zixi subconsciously glanced at the meditation room behind Tanxi.

The door of the meditation room is closed.

She wanted to say, why did she pass away?Isn't he always fine?

She wanted to say, did Du Hui ask you to lie to me?
However, she did not say.

She didn't say anything.

She knew that a great monk like Duhui likes to say "monks don't tell lies", he doesn't lie.Not to mention cheating.

In the end, she just raised the corners of her mouth, smiled bitterly, and murmured, "How could he die earlier than me?"

Tanxi pursed her lips and said softly, "Master has already completed his merits and virtues."

Fu Ziqi looked up at him, and if there was a seemingly absent voice, "Really?"

"That's right. The old monk Duhui should have completed his meritorious deeds."

"Little monk, let me go in by myself for a while."

She said.

Tanxi bent over, "Okay."

Fu Ziqi stayed in the meditation room for a whole day, from morning until night fell in the afternoon, when the temple was about to close.

Tanxi stood outside the meditation room, looking at the half-open wooden door, and remembered what his master had said to him before his death.

Du Hui probably realized the day of his death long ago, but he didn't do anything, just calmly waited for that day to come.

In the morning of that day, he finished his morning class in front of Du Hui as usual, and Du Hui walked outside the meditation room, looked at the fallen leaves on the ground, and sighed, "This is the destiny."

Tanxi didn't understand it at the time, but she always felt a little uneasy.

Afterwards, Du Hui talked to him a lot.

……

When Fu Ziqi came out, he glanced at the crescent moon in the sky, his face was expressionless, but he seemed to be extremely compassionate.

"Are you still there?" Fu Ziqi saw Tanxi.

Tanxi lowered her head, "Benefactor, this is what Master left for you."

Fu Zi paused for a moment, but finally, he opened it and took a look.

It is a white bead.

Fu Ziqi faintly guessed what it was, "...What are you going to do for me? I don't need it."

Tanxi whispered, "This is Master's relic, Master said, here it is."

"I said, I don't need it. People are dead, so why give me this? I don't believe in Buddhism, so it's useless to give it to me. Take it back and make an offering to the Buddha." Fu Ziqi returned it to him.

But Tanxi didn't pick it up, he said, "Almsgiver, Master said, you will need it in the future."

Fu Ziqi's hand paused.

She looked at Tanxi's face, and after a while, she laughed, "This old monk is always so mysterious, tsk."

In the end, Fu Ziqi took the Buddha bone relic away.

For a long time after that, Tanxi did not see Fu Ziqi again.

Later, I don't remember which day, she came back from going out and came to Wanfa Temple again.

Du Hui is gone, Fu Ziqi is looking for him.

They seemed to be like when the master was still there. Fu Zixi didn't talk much, but just drank tea silently in the meditation room, while Tanxi chanted scriptures silently.

After that, Fu Ziqi would come to him after a while, and he didn't talk much at first, and then he would talk to him later.But Tanxi didn't make a sound, just listened to her quietly.

Fu Ziqi laughed at him: "You really resemble Du Hui."

Tanxi spent another few years like this.

The rumors in Wangcheng are all because of the national teacher.

He heard that the national teacher has always ignored foreign affairs, but this time he had a clear goal. The sword pointed directly at those ancient martial arts families who wantonly oppressed ordinary people. No one could stop her sharp sword. In less than two months, prosperity The power of the ancient martial arts family was cut in half.

Tanxi felt uneasy, so he could only chant scriptures in the meditation room every day.

Fu Ziqi did it so mercilessly, and the backlash came so loudly.

The former national teacher came forward and said that he had obtained the will of the heavens, and that a descendant of the Fu family must sacrifice to the heavens to calm the anger of the heavens, otherwise the heavens will send natural disasters.

There are only two direct descendants of this generation of the Fu family, one is Fu Ziqi, and the other is Fu Ziqi's twin sister Fu Yanran.And Fu Yanran had already married into the prime minister's family, and after much calculation, the most suitable candidate was only Fu Ziqi.

This matter has been kept secret, probably because Fu Ziqi's reputation among the people is extremely high, which makes those wolf-minded people afraid, but their pace of persecuting Fu Ziqi has not stopped.

The folks responded enthusiastically to the state teacher's suppression of the ancient martial arts family and the pursuit of justice for ordinary people. Fu Ziqi's ancestral halls have increased, but no one knows. Fu Ziqi's current situation is like a mess.

A few days later, Fu Ziqi came to look for him.

Tanxi had never been so anxious before, and went straight out of the meditation room to pick her up.

Fu Zixi was wearing a solemn black robe today.

Fu Ziqi looked at him and smiled, "You're not worried about me, are you?"

Tan Xi didn't know what to say, but looking at her face without haze, she thought, why is she still laughing at this time?

Fu Ziqi came this time and gave him something.It is the relic of Duhui that Tanxi gave her personally a few years ago.

Fu Ziqi said: "I've already used it up. This time I can really offer it to the Buddha."

Tanxi looked at Fu Ziqi and wanted to ask why, but couldn't.

(End of this chapter)