The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 218 Entering the Nunnery
Everyone walked to the entrance of the nunnery, where the old nun Hui Ru had been waiting for a long time.

"Dear guests, the vegetarian meal has been prepared for a long time, but it is not as good as the good food in Beijing, it is just ordinary food."

"Don't pay attention to these."

Yan Sanhe interrupted her: "When was Shuiyue Temple built and what was its predecessor?"

Huiru did not expect that she would ask these questions suddenly, and said hurriedly: "Shuiyue An has been there since the previous dynasty. When it was built, it was just a nunnery. It has not changed after hundreds of years of ups and downs."

Yan Sanhe looked around at the wall tiles, "It seems to have been renovated?"

Hui Ru: "To tell you the truth, girl, it has been renovated, but it is too old. It rained in the sky and also in the house, making it uninhabitable."

Yan Sanhe: "How many nuns live here?"

Hui Ru: "There are not many nuns in Shuiyue Temple, less than forty."

Yan Sanhe was a little surprised: "So few?"

"Young lady, you don't know. There are several nunneries in the capital. They are all built next to the temple. The incense is better than ours. Many people are willing to go there to become nuns."

"why?"

"Actually, I have seen too many people like the fourth wife. After being stimulated, I thought of becoming a nun. Although I said it was a spiritual retreat, in fact, I just wanted to find a place to hide from the world. My heart is still in the world of mortals and I can't calm down."

Yan Sanhe understood more or less when he thought that the Ji family had to send the fourth wife here.

In this world, there are real monks and fake monks; there are real nuns and fake nuns.

Fake nuns can't endure hardship and poverty, so they naturally go to places where the incense is strong.

"So, those who can stay in Shuiyue An are the ones who can truly see through the world of mortals?"

"Yes."

"Then why did Jingchen dress up before she passed away?"

Yan Sanhe suddenly asked: "People who see through the world of mortals shouldn't be like this!"

Hui Ru choked and turned slightly blue.

Yan Sanhe looked at her coldly, but his tone was very gentle: "Don't worry, you can tell me the answer slowly later."

Hui Ru was silent and nodded.

The two people in front stopped talking, but the two people following behind made eye contact.

Pei Xiao: Xie Fifty, have you noticed that Yan Shenpo treats men and women completely differently.

Xie Zhifei: Yeah!
Pei Xiao: She didn't have a good look on my uncle back then.

Xie Zhifei: Oh!
Pei Xiao: Do ​​you think she likes women instead of men?

Xie Zhifei: Huh?
Pei Xiao: Oh what, be serious, this concerns my whole life!

Xie Zhifei's patience was reaching its limit. He grabbed Pei Xiao's neck and suppressed his voice.

"Pei Mingting, I tell you very seriously, I ran to Shuiyue Nunnery with a lot of things to do. I didn't come to listen to your nonsense. Please keep an eye on me."

The person refers to Yan Sanhe.

Xu Sheng's grandson wanted to touch Yan Sanhe several times, but he just wanted to do it.

Men understand a man's thoughts. The more he cannot get something, the more he will remember it.

What's more, the grandson became an eunuch because of Yan Sanhe. I'm afraid this concern has long since deteriorated and turned into an unforgettable hatred.

Pei Xiao rolled his eyes silently.

nonsense!

If he hadn't been for the safety of his wife, he would have gone to this hellish place and suffered!

What Mr. Pei hates most in his life is vegetarian food.

……

The vegetarian meal is indeed very simple, including four vegetarian dishes, a bowl of thin porridge, and two steamed buns per person.

After eating, Hui Ru said a few words to the little nun beside him, held a white lantern, and led everyone to leave through the back door of Shuiyue Temple.

"The cemetery is halfway up the mountain. The dead nuns from Shuiyue Temple are buried there. It is convenient to visit the graves during the Qingming Festival and burn paper during the Zhongyuan Festival."

Yan Sanhe: "Will their family members come to visit the grave?" Huiru choked again. She found that the questions asked by this girl Yan were unexpected, but reasonable.

"will not."

"Why not?"

"Some live alone all their lives; some are cut off from their families, and some are abandoned by their families..."

Hui Ru sighed: "Miss Yan, what the poor nun said about all the poor people is not a lie. If you don't encounter some painful things, how can you achieve enlightenment and escape into Buddhism?"

It can be seen from this that Jingchen's inner demon should be in the world of mortals - Yan Sanhe made a judgment in his heart based on these few words of hers.

Less than half an hour later, Shuiyue'an's tomb appeared in front of everyone.

This time, not only did Pei Xiao feel his scalp was numb, but even Xie Zhifei, who had always been bold, had goosebumps all over his body——

Half of the hillside is covered with nuns' graves one after another.

Amitabha!
Pei Xiao firmly grabbed Xie Zhifei's arm.

Fortunately, I brought all the Five Emperors' Money, Diamond Sutra, and Ghost Exorcism Talisman with me today. Otherwise, my pure Yang body would not be able to suppress the evil spirits at all.

Among the many old tombs, a new tomb looks very abrupt.

Yan San clasped his hands and pointed: "But which one?"

Hui Ru: "Yes."

Yan Sanhe and Li Buyan exchanged glances. Li Buyan blew out the lantern in his hand, extinguished it, and then threw it towards Xie Zhifei.

"Third Master, continue."

When Xie Zhifei took the lantern, a certain Chunyang adult had already jumped on him.

You're such a coward, and you still want to partner with Yan Sanhe?
Xie Zhifei raised a smirk on his lips and said in his heart: Brother, I won't fight with you, you can retreat on your own!
"Miss, I'll get off first."

Li Buyan jumped down, and with a force of his hand, he simply opened the coffin board that was not closed.

Jingchen's body was exposed under the pale moonlight, and the gray nun's robe glowed with a faint cold light under the pale moonlight.

Her face was covered with a layer of black mist that didn't look like black mist, and the black smoke didn't look like black smoke. Her appearance in life was completely unrecognizable.

My Guanyin Bodhisattva!

My Tathagata Buddha!
My Bodhi Immortal!
Pei Xiao no longer dared to look, he just called out to the gods in his heart.

Xie Zhifei's eyes were fixed on the black mist.

It wasn't that he was brave. He followed Yan Sanhe twice to transform his thoughts and liberate demons. He suddenly felt that sometimes ghosts are kinder than people, at least they won't harm people.

"Miss!" Li Buyan stretched out his hand.

Yan Sanhe held it, and with the strength of her hand, it jumped slightly.

After settling down, she rolled up her sleeves and put her hand into the coffin.

The black mist that originally lingered on Jingchen's face suddenly wrapped around Yan Sanhe's forearm.

Different from Mrs. Ji's black mist, Jingchen's black mist seemed gentler, shrouding Yan Sanhe in it bit by bit.

The cold blood rushed straight to the top of Xie Zhifei's head.

Last time he and Pei Mingting hid far away and only saw an outline. This time they were so close. In his eyes, the black mist was trying to drag Yan Sanhe into the boundless hell.

He clenched his fists hard to hold back his screams.

"Jingchen, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Yan Sanhe's voice was as gentle as water, like a whisper between lovers, "Come on, tell me, what else can't you let go of!"

She covered Jingchen's eyes with her hands and slowly closed them.

Everyone held their breath forcibly, not daring to breathe out, and stared at Yan Sanhe.

a breath;
two breaths;

Three breaths;

Yan Sanhe's originally relaxed brows became more and more frowned. While she was frowning, a very strange expression appeared on her face.

(End of this chapter)