"Master Mu, the poor nun was a little anxious just now. It's just because the mark hurts so much. It tortures the poor nun day and night. The Zen master can't take responsibility now that he can't heal it..." Lingyu shed tears pitifully.
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Mu Fusheng frowned, feeling a little impatient: "How does the Master want the young monk to be responsible?"
Lingyu stood up weakly and took a few steps forward: "Since the poor nun is the destined person of Zen Master in this life, he just wants to be with Zen Master Mu day and night. It's okay for such a poor nun to suffer more."
Willing."
Mu Fusheng took two steps back, keeping a relatively far distance from Lingyu. He said calmly: "The young monk can't do it. Maybe the story of the past life told by the master is true, but the young monk still chooses to refuse."
Lingyu gritted her teeth and gathered strength again. She shed tears sadly: "Are you really a Buddhist? Why are you so cruel? Is it just because of that witch? She is a demon. Do you want to be doomed with her?"
Mu Fusheng no longer wanted to talk nonsense with Lingyu. It was already past midnight and the senior could not sleep peacefully without him, so he left the temple in a hurry. Lingyu chased him out unwillingly when he saw this.
At the foot of the Magic Mountain, Mu Fusheng was about to go up the mountain, but found that he was blocked outside the Mountain Sealing Formation of the Magic Mountain.
Two demon envoys appeared. They glanced at Lingyu who was following behind, and said with complex expressions: "Master Mu, don't break in. This formation was set up by the Lord himself. It's useless for you to break through."
Mu Fusheng pondered for a moment and said: "The devil sent a message to say that the young monk realized his mistake and asked for forgiveness, senior."
The two demon envoys glanced at Mu Fusheng in surprise. How could a dignified Buddhist be so well controlled by the Lord? He was truly worthy of being the Lord, and he was such a good charioteer.
"Okay, I'll make the announcement soon." The two demon envoys withdrew.
Mu Fusheng sat on the floor and meditated.
At this time, Lingyu stepped forward and said: "Master Mu, the witch has already shut you out, why do you still do this? You ignore me, the destined person, and yet you have to beg a witch for forgiveness here.
What? Where do you put our Buddhist dignity?"
Mu Fusheng ignored it and continued to chant sutras.
Lingyu didn't give up: "It is said that men in this world like things they can't get. I didn't expect that Buddhists are not immune to secularism, but I, Lingyu, am not a quitter."
After saying that, Lingyu also sat down next to Mu Fusheng and began to chant sutras.
The magic envoy hurriedly went up the mountain and reported what Mu Fusheng had just said to Udanhua.
Youtanhua remained calm on the surface, and thought to himself: "Fortunately, the young monk admitted his mistake in time. If after tonight, I spent the whole night alone with that little nun, I would think that he was dirty."
She was about to go down the stairs for Mu Fusheng.
But the devil did not dare not to report the knowledge, so he added: "There is a little nun behind Master Mu..."
"What?" Youtanhua stood up, frowning fiercely, "How dare he take that nun with him?"
The demon envoy was so frightened that he quickly knelt down again and said tremblingly: "Is...is the Lord going to let Master Mu go now?"
Youtanhua looked at the demon envoy with angry eyebrows, as if he was looking at an idiot.
The demon was ashamed and quickly followed the order and left.
At the foot of the mountain, Mu Fusheng finally waited for the demon envoy to come back, but the demon envoy said: "Master Mu, please come back. The Lord does not want to see you."
Mu Fusheng was stunned for a moment, but continued to meditate on the ground and said calmly: "The young monk is here waiting for the senior who wants to see the young monk."
Lingyu gritted her teeth and shed tears in grievance: "Amitabha, Buddha, what sin did this poor nun do in his previous life that you want to punish me like this?"
Mu Fusheng looked at Lingyu coldly and said coldly: "Master, please don't waste your efforts on this little monk. I can't give you the little monk you want in this lifetime. Please come back, Master."
Lingyu turned a deaf ear and said stubbornly: "Master Mu, if you are really cruel enough to beat the poor nun to death with one slap, it will be regarded as the end of the cause and effect. If you are reluctant to do it, the poor nun will recognize you."
Mu Fusheng ignored Lingyu and meditated and chanted sutras at the foot of the mountain until it got dark, but Udanhua didn't even want to see him.