Mu Fusheng stretched out his plump hand and placed it in front of You Tanhua: "Senior, let's go."
Youtanhua raised his eyebrows. If it weren't for the huge red flower on his chest, this scene would really look like the groom's wedding scene described in the storybook.
But how could she, a demon lord of her generation, care about such insignificant details?
She calmly put her hand in Mu Fusheng's, and Mu Fusheng led her to the sedan chair.
The bearer pushed the sedan down, and just when Udanhua was about to step onto the sedan, there was a rush of footsteps in the distance.
The woman who was rescued yesterday hurried over with her daughter.
"Benefactor, benefactor, please wait a moment, please bring this with you." The woman knelt down in front of Youtanhua and Mu Fusheng with a pop.
With trembling hands, she handed over a yellow satin sachet. It didn't look like the stitching was delicate, as if it had been made at short notice.
Her daughter also knelt on the ground, lowered her head and said: "Brother, sister, this sachet is made by my mother and I who prayed and offered incense in front of the Buddha all night, and smoked it with candlelight incense. I hope.
I can help you... save the day from danger!"
Udanhua raised his eyebrows: "Buddha?"
Zhao Si explained: "It is said that hundreds of years ago, there was an evil dragon causing trouble in Beiming. A Buddha once traveled here and subdued the evil dragon. The residents at that time built a small temple next to Beiming to worship this Buddha.
, because this matter has been going on for a long time, and Beiming City has gradually become prosperous and wealthy due to fishing, and the Buddha has been gradually forgotten. It was not until this six months that the patriarch remembered this matter when he looked through the classics and found the location of the small temple.
Start worshiping again.”
Youtanhua thoughtfully took the sachet, and a faint scent of incense spread out. She stuffed the sachet into Mu Fusheng's hand.
She leaned close to Mu Fusheng's ear and whispered: "Little monk, Nanyang has only achieved one Buddha in the past few hundred years, the one who practiced in his Tianshan Mountain. And you were born in the Tianshan Lotus Pond, so this Buddha is very likely
It’s your previous life.”
Mu Fusheng did not accept the sachet, but said calmly: "Amitabha, Buddhism pays attention to fate. Since it is the senior who took the sachet first, it belongs to the senior. If the Buddha is the previous life of the young monk, he will understand the young monk.
What I wish in my heart is that the seniors will be safe and happy, and that everything goes well."
Mu Fusheng took Youtan's hand and carried her into the sedan. Then he turned around, clasped his hands to the mother and daughter and said, "Amitabha, people have sincerity, Buddha has empathy, and the two donors have their hearts."
"Get up the sedan -" with a high-pitched shout, the sedan carrying You Tanhua and Mu Fusheng was slowly lifted up.
Two sedans, one red and one blue, were marching side by side on the street. Zhao Si followed beside him, and Jiang Tianqi followed behind on a horse. His face was solemn, and his fingers holding the reins were tightly clenched.
On both sides of the street, onlookers from three floors inside and three outside had already gathered. Some of them had guessed this plan to change the day. Some just knew that another pair of innocent children were going to be unlucky. Some were grateful, some were pitiful, and some were lucky.
Mu Fusheng sat in the sedan with his eyes closed. The sadness, fear, and despair of the young man who had entered this sedan turned into traces of grievances that refused to go away for a long time. He clasped his hands together and said: "The land of Jishou is naturally pure and endless.
The Great Merciful Lord of the Buddha, the southern world is filled with fragrant clouds, fragrant rain clouds, and flower rain..."
Of course, Yu Tanhua, who was born with a demonic body, also noticed the ghosts of innocent people in the sedan chair. Although these things were nothing, they made her demonic heart surge. The pain and despair of these children were all revealed.
It was something she had experienced before...
She thought that her heart was as hard as a rock and would no longer be affected by worldly emotions, but she seemed to have overestimated herself.
The first day she was tied to the stone and burned was really painful. Her skin hurt from being burned, the stone hurt, and her heart was torn apart. She saw her own face through the indifferent and even happy faces.
Her biological father, she didn't know how to describe that feeling. After all, she had never experienced father's love for a day, so why should she have other expectations for this man...
Suddenly, the "talisman" that Mu Fusheng stuffed into Udanhua's palm emitted a faint golden light in the dark space.
Youtanhua was startled, and the scarlet color in her eyes gradually dissipated. She looked at the sachet in her hand, and her eyes slowly returned to clarity.
She gently gathered her index fingers together, performed a magic trick, and put the "talisman" away.