Eight hundred and seventieth chapters excited saintess
In front of the saint's eyes, this tall and slender man in the dream was really the reincarnation of the Buddha.
He is young, handsome, elegant, calm, and full of powerful energy.
Although his clothes are a little worn and his shoes are rotten, he is still the same person, his temperament of a peerless strong man has not changed!
He actually recovered the Buddha's bone relics, which was an astounding achievement.
For a moment, the saint trembled and almost lost control of her emotions.
I really want to rush over to him, hug him tightly, and let some of the suffering in my heart be released.
These days, she is always worried about him.
He would always enter her dreams, making her blush and make her heart beat.
But at this time, silence was better than sound.
Song Sanxi smiled slightly and said: "If the saint doesn't cry, everything goes as expected. Are you having dinner?"
Yehenalati blushed with shame and quickly shed tears, "I'm sorry, Mr. Song, I lost my temper a little. Have you eaten?"
Song Sanxi touched her belly and said, "I'm not hungry yet, but I definitely haven't eaten."
Yehenalati smiled and said, "Okay, sir, if you don't mind having a simple meal, how about we eat together?"
"Okay, I don't mind it. These days, I really miss the food here!"
"Okay, come on, please come over here!"
So, the two returned to the restaurant.
This ancient restaurant still uses ancient ingredients, exuding a Buddhist-like light and Zen atmosphere.
Song Sanxi nodded, feeling very comfortable.
The sun and moon in the mountains are really used to eating big fish and big meat. Seeing the porridge, side dishes and old noodles, my appetite is still whetted!
The two of them sat in silence and enjoyed their dinner.
But Yehenalati's heart was extremely excited.
After the meal, everyone went back to wash up.
Song Sanxi naturally had to change into clothes and shoes. These things were all in the castle, and Yehenalati had people keep them well.
Yehenalati skipped the evening classes today and met Song Sanxi directly to go to the scripture storage room.
Because Song Sanxi said that this thing should be returned to its original owner.
The two of them came to the cultural relics area of the sutra collection room and came to the empty shelf for the front finger of the Buddha's bones.
Yehenalati said excitedly: "Mr. Song, can you take out this precious ancestral relic?"
Song Sanxi nodded and took it out from his pocket.
It was wrapped in layers of very thin animal skins.
The animal skins were taken care of by Cangkong Well. If she doesn't do this, does Song Sanxi still have to do it?
He untied it layer by layer, and every move he made attracted Yehenalati's attention.
Soon, the crystal-clear Buddha bones were exposed.
Yehenalati's calm eyes were already shining brightly. She nodded and said excitedly: "Yes, yes, it is it, it is it..."
Song Sanxi smiled, "Yes, that's it. I've cleaned it, and there's no smell on it anymore."
"Odd smell? Ah..." Yehenalati was stunned for a moment and understood immediately.
Her face, under the light of the night pearl, blushed twice and looked extremely delicate.
Song Sanxi looked stunned.
However, he forced himself to calm down and let Yehenalati touch it to see if it felt the same as before.
Yehenalati confirmed that this was the original and not a fake.
Afterwards, Yehenalati put it away himself and closed the glass lid on the shelf.
Looking at the ancestral relics that exuded jade brilliance, Yehenalati shook his head and sighed, almost crying.
"Mr. Song, if it weren't for you, I would be a sinner of the Shakya family. I have committed an unforgivable crime!"
Song Sanxi smiled and said, "Don't say that, Saint, I should do what I can."
"I have heard from Lulupi about your pursuit of the Buddha's bones. It must be very difficult, very hard, right?"
"This...hehe, what is it?"
"If you can't eat well or sleep well, you have to climb mountains and ridges, right?"
"Haha, eat well, sleep well, have a nice trip..."
"Haha, sir, you are so humorous. You find joy in suffering. I, the Buddha, am a man of great kindness and kindness!"
"Haha, you deserve the award!"
What Song Sanxi thought of was the shameless days with Cang Kongjing. Hey, don't tell me, it was so cool.
Yehenalati's face turned red and said: "Mr. Song, that bad woman from Risang must have hidden the Buddha's bones in that place and took them out. This behavior is extremely insulting. How did you take it?"
Did you find the Buddha's bones? Were they dug out?"
The saint, who had not experienced worldly things, blushed all over.
Song Sanxi was slightly stunned, but said seriously: "Holy Lady Yehenalati, that's not the case. After she got the Buddha's bones, she did stuff them there and take them out. But when she got back there, she felt
When it was safe, I took it out. I caught her and took it back."
"Oh..." Yehenalati nodded, "So, what about this hateful Risang woman? How did you deal with it? She was disrespectful to the Buddha and was killed without defense!"
Song Sanxi said with some regret: "At that time, I chased her to the extreme, and she threw it at me, and then jumped off the cliff. There was a waterfall and flowing water under the cliff, so she probably wouldn't survive."
"Oh, I see, this must be her karma..."
"That's right!" Song Sanxi nodded, and then said seriously: "Come on, Saint, let's go over there to drink tea, and I'll make tea. I have a little something, and I want to trouble you."
"What's the matter? Don't say it's troublesome. Mr. Song has something to ask for. If I can do it, I will definitely respond!"
Yehenalati is really keeping a close eye on Song Sanxi now!
Song Sanxi smiled and said, "Let's go, sit down over there first."
As a result, Song Sanxi went to make tea and bake some snacks.
Twenty minutes, everything is done.
The exquisite craftsmanship made Yehenalati's eyes shine.
This table is the same table where Song Sanxi, Princess Sarana, and Cang Kongjing used to read scriptures together.
But now, the table is empty!
Song Sanxi is back, and the saint is still there, full of expectation and joy.
Tea was served, and the saint drank with her, and ate some snacks.
Yehenalati was also full of praise for Song Sanxi's craftsmanship.
The two talked about Buddhism and Taoism, and they also complemented each other and felt attracted to each other.
Finally, she took the initiative and said, "Mr. Song, don't you have something small that you want to talk to me about?"
Song Sanxi smiled, "Hey, look, I really forgot about this matter. Thank you Saint for bringing it up! Just in time, I plan to leave tomorrow. I will go back to Demanga and then back to Dameng.
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"Are you leaving tomorrow?" A feeling of reluctance flashed through Yehenalati's heart.
"Well, I have to leave tomorrow. This trip has taken too long."
"Oh, okay! What do you mean?"
"Okay. Da Meng has a national treasure that symbolizes the supreme power, the national seal. The authentic version has been lost among the people for more than a thousand years. Before it was left behind, it was missing a corner, which was filled with gold. It is said that,
This treasure is in the Sakya Castle. I dare to ask the saint, is this true? If so, where is this thing now, and can it be returned to its original owner?"