"It's just a normal visit. These people are too nervous. I won't believe it if there is nothing shameful in this." Mu Qianyu paced in the room.
"When the ancestor Buddha passes away, the sky will shed tears. There are no strange phenomena in the sky. It is easy to imagine." Beichen Ye said and looked down at the chessboard, "As long as the ancestor Buddha is here, there will be no chaos in the Western Region. Madam, don't worry."
"What if the ancestor Buddha is already dying and cannot control the situation?" Mu Qianyu still frowned: "Besides, Fat Brother's retreat is not simple at all."
"Is Buddha Langa still in retreat?" Beichen Ye dropped a chess piece on the chessboard and asked calmly.
"And he's not in his own meditation room. Fat brother is so lively that he is willing to retreat at this time? It's weird." Mu Qianyu became more and more sure as he spoke:
"I bet there is a conspiracy in this matter, but I don't know yet who the conspiracy will fall on."
Beichen Ye picked up a white piece, thought for a moment, and then the piece fell down.
"Why aren't you paying attention to me?" Mu Qianyu walked over dissatisfied, "Is this game of chess worth exploring more than the puzzle in front of me?"
Beichen Ye stretched out his long arms and took her over, held her on his lap, and pointed towards the chessboard: "Look, madam, the puzzle in front of you will soon be solved."
Mu Qianyu looked at the face-giver carefully and then said, "Heizi won?"
"On the contrary, the black stone is in a desperate situation without knowing it." Beichenye twisted a white stone and slowly landed on the chessboard.
"despair."
"Why don't you let me go? I don't think we are a good match." Mu Qianyu looked at the chessboard and then at Beichen Ye, feeling that he might be stupid.
"Madam, do you dislike your husband?" Beichen Ye looked slightly hurt.
Mu Qianyu nodded: "I still like stupid people. Being too smart seems like I don't have enough brains."
Beichen Ye immediately hugged Mu Qianyu a little tighter, "I hope that Madam likes people who shamelessly entangle her. After all, I will never let go as my husband."
Mu Qianyu couldn't laugh or cry.
The two were quarreling for a while, then they heard a boy knocking on the door: "Young Master, Mara Buddha wants to see you."
Beichenye looked at Mu Qianyu in his arms with a look of reluctance.
Mu Qianyu jumped off him, straightened out his somewhat messy clothes, and said, "It seems you don't want to see me, so go ahead."
"Wait for me." Beichenye kissed Mu Qianyu on the forehead before leaving.
Mu Qianyu went back and lay on the bed. He originally decided to practice, but his heart was always restless, so he waited in bed for Beichen Ye to come back.
She is now a little worried about Buddha Langa. If other Buddhas seek to usurp the position of the Patriarch Buddha, then Langa, the direct disciple, will be the first to be targeted.
And looking at the current situation, it seems that it has been targeted.
But it is not that easy to find out the truth of the matter. This is the boundary of the Western Region, and it is not even within the control of Beichen Ye. There is no way to penetrate it.
Beichenye came back about two-quarters of an hour later. She sat up and asked, "What did you say?"
"I apologized, and insisted on solving the chess game, saying that the ancestor Buddha's days were numbered, and asked me to appease everyone in the Southern Region." Bei Chenye walked to the table and once again laid his eyes on the chess game he had laid out.
"Then what do you think about this?"
"Madam, there is no need to worry. I can leave this chess game to my husband." Bei Chenye said and picked up the chess piece again, "I will definitely win the map of the country for my wife."
"The government is not in a hurry, the top priority is to find a way to see the situation of Fat Brother, so that nothing happens to Fat Brother." Mu Qianyu sighed.
"They will not openly attack Buddha Langa, otherwise public opinion will be very detrimental to them, and their target may not be Langa." Bei Chenye's voice was calm and calm.
Mu Qianyu grasped the key point and narrowed his eyes slightly, "You also think there is a problem, right?"
"Yes." Bei Chenye responded softly: "Madam, please remember to protect yourself and your daughter, and leave the rest to your husband."
"I promise not to cause any trouble, but I can't promise you to sit idly by." Mu Qianyu shook her head, that was not her style of dealing with things.
Beichenye smiled helplessly and dotingly. He knew that it would be useless to give instructions, but he couldn't help but give them one.