This sentence was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and when the middle-aged man announced this bad time with a sad face, not only the little monk was stunned, but even everyone in Kyushu was a little stunned. They couldn't believe that the eccentric little girl had passed away in just half a year.

"What's going on?!" At this moment, such doubts flashed through almost everyone's minds. They were desperate to know what was going on.

Soon, the picture of the Heavenly Dao Golden List began to flow slowly, and everyone realized that the man with a majestic face was actually the prince of a small dynasty in Kyushu! And that girl was a county lord! Although such an identity was nothing in the entire Kyushu, in that small Qingshan Temple, such an identity was enough to make people shocked.

However, after learning the identity of the girl, the little monk's expression did not change in the slightest. He just stood there in a daze, and the light in his eyes that had appeared in his eyes as he heard the girl's news quietly extinguished.

Qixiu's father sighed and explained, "Qixiu has a terminal illness... Before she died, she never forgot Qingshan Temple, let me be sure to visit..."As he spoke, he inadvertently glanced at the little monk who was standing in place, and when he saw his dull gaze, he couldn't help but shake his head and smiled miserably.

Is this the little monk that his daughter will never forget? After all, he is just an ordinary little novice. Thinking of this, Qixiu's father turned around and was about to arrange his daughter's funeral.

"How did she die?" and at this moment, an extremely hoarse voice echoed in the temple, with a hint of suppressed madness, and said word by word, "Poor monk... Once for her pulse, she... Without a dark disease, it is impossible to pass away in just half a year..."

After years of practice, the current little monk is not only proficient in Buddhism, but also has a little knowledge in medical skills! He doesn't believe that Miss Xiu will die of illness? He wants to know how his girl died?

"How did you die?, does it matter?" looked at the hideous little monk Qixiu's father laughed miserably, and said, "I'm just following my daughter's last wish, as for the rest, what qualifications do you have to know?!" After saying that, he walked out of Qingshan Temple without hesitation and did not look back.

What qualifications do you have?!With a hint of indifference, the voice echoed in the small temple, making the little monk's already pale face a little less bloody...

Then the little monk looked at the direction in which the middle-aged man had disappeared, as if he had made up his mind. He bowed respectfully to the Buddha three times, and then kowtowed three times to his master... Immediately, he ignored the horrified gaze of many monks and walked away!

At this moment, the picture flashes... The middle-aged man walked out of the temple, looked at the little monk who was following closely, snorted coldly, got into the carriage without hesitation, and drove away. Seeing this scene, the little monk looked firm and chased after him step by step. As the carriage gradually picked up speed, the little monk was a little overwhelmed, but even though he was so tired that he almost collapsed, he did not stop. He walked mechanically as if he had chanted sutras...

After a long and blurry passage of time, the people around them stared at the young monk in that picture. His face was full of exhaustion and sleepiness, as if he could not hold it anymore and collapse at any moment. But just after the carriage that was about to disappear from view flashed by, there was an unwavering light in his eyes, which drove him to chase after him without hesitation.

As if by providence, the carriage carrying the secret did not speed away, but maintained a slow speed that the young monk could catch up with, and moved forward smoothly. This situation makes people wonder if it was intentional.

Eventually, after a chase all the way, the carriage unexpectedly stopped. Stepping out of the car was the father of the show girl, the prince of Qixiu. He looked at the little monk in front of him, who was almost exhausted, with complicated emotions in his eyes, and then sighed, slowly revealing some heartbreaking facts to him.

It turned out that Qixiu's death was not due to illness. As early as half a year ago, when the little monk learned that the girl was going to get married, she actually did not find true love. Rather, it was due to the fact that the prince of a powerful dynasty wanted to forcibly marry her, and if she did not comply, that dynasty would send troops against the weak dynasty to which she belonged. In the land of Kyushu, there are countless small dynasties like her own, which tend to cling to more powerful dynasties in order to find a glimmer of peace.

In the face of the strong demands of the suzerain's dynasty, even Qixiu's father, as a prince, could not resist this pressure. Qixiu had hoped that if the little monk could agree to marry her, she would rather disobey her father's orders than be with him. However, when she made a request to the little monk, he turned and left.

In desperation, Qixiu had to agree to the marriage, but she asked for a one-year postponement. Because she was still waiting for the little monk, hoping that he would come back to save her. However, only half a year later, the prince of the suzerain-dominated dynasty couldn't wait any longer and wanted to commit rape. Qixiu, who knew that she was powerless to resist fate, chose to end her life with a pair of scissors, and her blood stained her plain white dress red, like a blood-red wedding dress.

After hearing all this, the prince realized his mistake and did not dare to linger any longer, and hurried back to his country. And Qixiu has died and cannot be resurrected.

After listening to this sad past, the little monk fell silent. After a long time, he raised his head, looked at Qixiu's father with resolute eyes, and said word by word: "Can the poor monk see Qixiu?"

“... Yes!" Qixiu's father sighed again, and finally spoke, "Actually, Qixiu's last wish before his death was to be buried under the Qingshan Temple. "

"Come with me!" he continued. As a father, how could he not understand his daughter's thoughts? When he saw the little monk's dazed appearance, he was disappointed in his heart and never confided in him. Now seeing that the little monk is so determined, he finally told him his daughter's true wish.

Soon after, the little monk saw the show girl again. She lay quietly in the coffin, clutching a pink letterhead in her hand. In the corner of the envelope, the words "Little Monk" were written in delicate handwriting, and his name was clearly marked in the recipient column.

He gently picked up the letter and opened it in a daze, only to see a story written inside—a story he knew all too well.

"Once upon a time there was an old monk who was always patronized by thieves..."

...

"And it came to pass one day, when the thief came again, he said to the thief, "Put your hand through the crack in the door, and I will give you whatever you want." "

The thief was overjoyed when he heard this, and put his hand through the crack in the door. The old monk grabbed his hand, tied him to a pillar, and beat him with a stick. "

"While fighting back, he shouted: Take refuge in the Buddha, take refuge in the law, take refuge in the Sangha!".

"The thief was in great pain, and he had no choice but to shout: Take refuge in the Buddha!

"Take refuge in the Buddha!".

"Convert to the law!".

"Take refuge in the Sangha!".

"Refuge... Show girl!".

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