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Chapter 451

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Young Master Jiang stared fixedly at Yang Fan. After staring for a while, he lightly sighed, leaned his body on the seat, and slightly closed his eyes.

Situ Liang coldly looked outside, slightly leaned forward, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want me to go kill him?"

Young Master Jiang indifferently said, "What's the point of killing him? This young master never does pointless things. "

Situ Liang said, "But, A 'Nu, because of him …"

Young Master Jiang suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze was cold, and Situ Liang immediately shut his mouth.

Young Master Jiang coldly glanced at him, then slowly closed his eyes, and indifferently said, "A man cannot stand without his words! This young master's words carry enormous weight, I will definitely keep them! "

Situ Liang lowered his head and said, "Yes!"

Situ Liang agreed, but his eyeballs slightly moved.

Young Master Jiang was not the only one who liked A 'Nu.

Young Master Jiang had always been a clean freak, and his eyes were at the top of his head. He did not realize before that he had already deeply liked A 'Nu, and even if he did, his love was a bit different. He would be satisfied as long as A' Nu stayed by his side, or … He liked a kind of spiritual love and satisfaction, and any physical contact was dirty to him.

However, there was actually another person who liked A 'Nu, and that was Situ Liang. Back then, when he accompanied the young master to the empty village filled with disaster victims, it was him who followed the young master's orders to carry that skinny, light as a feather girl onto his horse. At that time, he never thought that there would be a day where he would be so infatuated with her.

However, he had served the young master since he was young, and knew how deep and strange the young master's obsession with cleanliness was. However, the young master was actually willing to let A 'Nu serve him by his side, this was unprecedented. Just based on this, A' Nu could only be the young master's exclusive property, even if she was only kept by the young master's side as a maid.

Situ Liang, who had served the young master like a god since he was young, did not dare to have any extravagant hopes for A 'Nu. However, he never would have thought that A 'Nu would actually like that stinky brat named Yang.

"A 'Nu belongs to the young master, even I don't dare to have any delusions about her, how could this Yang guy get her heart?"

Thinking of this, Situ Liang's heart burned with jealousy. Right now, Yang Fan was right in front of him, and it was because of him that A 'Nu jumped off the cliff, and her corpse was stuffed in the stomach of a beast. Looking at his straight back, Situ Liang's heart was filled with killing intent: "A' Nu is dead, this person … also deserves to die!"

… …

"In the middle of the night, the little nun entered the temple, hugging the small wooden fish in her arms, her eyes brimming with tears. She scolded her father and mother, saying that she had no hope in her old age. At the second watch, Big Sister came to burn incense. She was really beautiful in red and green. She was hugging her son and kept calling him mother … "

Yang Fan was sitting cross-legged in the nunnery, with a cushion under his buttocks. He was humming and humming a few lines. Suddenly he felt strange and said, "Hey, Little Shitai Yuan Jing, why do you think this Big Sister came to burn incense on the second watch of the night? The temple is closed at the second watch, and she is a woman with a child in her arms. Hey … Hey … Don't go … "

Little Nun Yuan Jing was so angry that she pouted her lips and stomped out of the nunnery.

Yang Fan shook his head and sang again, "In the third watch, I dreamed that a little scholar came. My left hand was holding the scholar's umbrella, and my right hand was holding the scholar's clothes. When I woke up, I saw I was alone. In the fourth watch, the little nun went to her morning class. She knocked on the wooden fish and chanted Amitabha … "

In the abbot's room, the Ding Ding nun, who had been troubled by Yang Fan, tried to persuade the little nun Jing Lian, "Jing Lian, cultivators can't be jealous. The happiness of all living beings is our happiness, and the joy of all living beings is our joy. You can't have greed, hatred, or jealousy. "

Tin Aino blinked at her and said hesitantly, "Master, didn't you say that I need to have a Buddhist heart and not be moved by the six emotions before I can enter Buddhism? Now Yang Fan is my external demon. If I am not moved, won't I have a firm Buddhist heart and Zen nature? Master should be happy for me. "

The Ding Ding nun nodded repeatedly and said, "Happy, happy, of course I'm happy. But … Ahem, your jealousy … "

"I'm not jealous. I'm only devoted to Buddhism!"

"That's right, that's right. However, everything has a cause and an effect. Yang Fan's appearance here is the cause that you created. That's why you've created such an effect today. Of course, you have to eliminate your karma. How do you eliminate it? You should renounce asceticism immediately and go back with him. If you are devoted to Buddhism, even if you can't serve Buddha in this life, it will be beneficial for your cultivation in the next life since you have sowed good karma. "

Ding Ding Nun counted her rosary beads. In order to coax away this good disciple who she thought was the most intelligent and was ready to pass on her mantle, she painstakingly explained, "Jinglian, don't deny it. It's because of your resentment towards Yang Fan and jealousy towards the Yang family's wife that you decided to sacrifice yourself to become a monk. In this way, you can't become a Bodhisattva because this is all your karma. If you don't eliminate your karma, how can you become a Buddha? You have to eliminate your karma first. How do you eliminate your karma? Of course, you have to form a good karma with him. If you do that, you have to marry him. If he is happy, your karma will be eliminated. The Infinite Life Sutra says, 'Don't be angry or jealous' … "

The Ding Ding nun was almost driven crazy by Yang Fan. She was well-versed in Buddhism and knew some Buddhist monks with high status. However, when she finally asked someone to complain to the Luoyang government, they ignored her when they heard that it was Yang Fan. She then went to the temple to complain. When the temple heard that it was someone with Abbot Huai Yi's decree, they almost threw her out.

There was such a young and handsome man sitting in the nunnery every day. Not only did he attract the attention of the Buddhist monks who came to offer incense, they also gossiped about him. Seeing that the young and weak nuns in the temple were somewhat half-hearted, how could the Ding Ding nun not be anxious?

Ah Nu wanted to exorcise the devil and settle her Buddhist heart!

In the eyes of the Ding Ding nun, the little nun Jinglian was the devil of the Tranquil Nunnery. She must be exorcised!

The Ding Ding nun was eloquent and chattered, "If you drive Yang Fan away, will you be able to focus on cultivating Buddhism? No! Then you will have obstacles on the path of Bodhi. Not only will you not be able to cultivate Dao, you may even fall into the three paths. Then what should I do? You have to change from the point of view, from the point of view, from the point of view of the heart … "

"Alright, disciple … will think about it …"

Tin Aino was dizzy from the Ding Ding nun's words. She had no choice but to agree hesitantly.

The Ding Ding nun saw that her tone was a little relaxed. She couldn't help but feel happy. She quickly put her palms together and said, "Amitabha, it's best that you can consider this matter carefully. If you can step out of Buddhism, then you will have truly stepped into Buddhism. You will have the nature of Buddhism and cultivate your Buddhist heart. With such a solemn and perfect state, you will be praised by all the Buddhas, protected by Bodhisattvas, and praised by the demi-gods and eight tribes … "

The Ding Ding nun never realized that she had such eloquence. She had talked so much and finally managed to persuade Tin Aino to relax her guard. How could she not praise her?

Tin Aino put her palms together to thank her master. Just as she walked out of the meditation room, a few old nuns sneaked in. They asked the Ding Ding nun impatiently, "Has Jinglian made up her mind to leave?"

The Ding Ding nun said, "Jinglian has agreed to consider it carefully."

The old nuns put their palms together and chanted the name of Buddha, "Namo Merciful Bodhisattva who saves the suffering!"

In the west room, Yuan Jing and a few other young nuns were preaching to Tin Aino who had just walked in. Yuan Jing said, "Jinglian, you can't easily agree to him. Even if you have decided to return to secular life, you have to delay him and pressure him. Otherwise, he will definitely look down on you."

"That's right, that's right. He's a man. The easier it is to get, the less he will cherish it. This is what Senior Sister Yuan Chen, who was forced to become a nun after her husband divorced her. If you leave with him as soon as he asks, will he take you seriously? Besides, he already has a wife. What kind of status would you have in the Yang family? You have to make him give you a promise. "

"Well … what you said is very reasonable. I can't easily agree to him!"

Tin Aino, who had been fooled by the Ding Ding nun, just wanted to find a quiet place to think. He didn't want to be annoyed by them again, so he casually agreed, apologized to them, and hid in the back of the meditation room.

"Hey!"

As soon as Ah Nu left, the young nuns excitedly clapped their hands. The little nun Yuan Jing said joyfully, "If Jinglian leaves a few days later, we will be able to eat a few more delicious vegetarian dishes."

Another little nun said excitedly, "I have to hurry up and ask her to make a few more sets of clothes for me before she leaves."



At dusk, the little nun Yuan Jing angrily walked in front of Yang Fan. She put one hand on her forehead and said with a straight face, "Monk Wang, it's getting late and the monastery is about to close. You should leave."

Usually, Yang Fan would come after noon, about two hours before the yamen was dismissed. He came to the nunnery and sat there. Whether Tian Ai Nu was willing to see him or not, he would leave when the sun set over the western hills, regardless of whether Tian Ai Nu was willing to see him.

Yang Fan's move was the trick of "a strong woman is afraid of being pestered by her husband". In his opinion, there was no hard knot between him and Ah Nu. Ah Nu became a nun because of a moment of anger and sadness. At this time, she was in a dilemma. The process of pestering him was the process of making her heart soften. Moreover, he didn't believe that the old nuns in the temple would not help him if he harassed her every day.

In fact, from many details, he had felt that the old nuns in the temple had changed their attitude. It seemed that in order to stop him from coming to the nunnery, the old nuns really hoped that Ah Nu would 'serve the devil'.

When Yang Fan occasionally saw Ah Nu, Ah Nu's angry and shy look also made him feel that rather than saying that Ah Nu was still angry with him and hurt his heart, it was better to say that she was helpless in the face of her lover's obsession, or … there was even a little bit of joy in her heart.

Yang Fan smiled at Yuan Jing with a good temper, stood up and patted his buttocks, and said to the little nun Yuan Jing, "Okay, then I'll go back now. Please send my regards to Miss Ah Nu, little nun."

The little nun Yuan Jing pouted and did not speak. Yang Fan got up and walked out. The little nun Yuan Jing followed behind him and waited for the monastery gate to close.

Yang Fan walked to the courtyard, glanced at the backyard, sighed softly and walked towards the monastery gate …





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