The abbot watched her tears fall and handed over a handkerchief, "Don't worry, Mo Yi will bring you a letter back. Your letter is a life-saving medicine for your mother."
Yuan Qingling took the handkerchief and wiped her tears, "Really? You promise?"
"The monks don't stop talking!" the monk promised.
Yuan Qing Ling Bei came from it, "But how can I know?"
The abbot said: "I believe in the boundless Buddhism, everything will be arranged in the dark, and it is the best arrangement."
Why is it so awkward to say these boundless words of Buddhism from his mouth
Yuan Qing Ling choked and said, "How I want to go back."
The abbot was silent, just watching her cry.
After she cried almost, she said, "It's still the same sentence, everything has its own arrangements."
"Who arranged it? In this secret, who is the arrangement?" Yuan Qingling asked.
The abbot was very melancholy, "This is also my question, you said, who is arranging everything about the world in the dark? If you can understand this, you will probably become a Buddha."
Yuan Qing Ling's heart was sad, and she couldn't help laughing when she heard what he said, "Do you really believe in Buddhism?"
The abbot said ambiguously: "The Dharma is boundless!"
"When did my body freeze? Was my body thawed at your time?" Yuan Qingling asked.
The abbot shook his head slowly, "I didn't wait until that time when the freezing company exploded and everything in it was burned."
Yuan Qingling couldn't laugh or cry, "Then I'm still wiped out in ashes? How good, without burning, just exploded into powder in an instant."
The abbot said solemnly: "As a highly educated person, you should know that even if there is an explosion, it is impossible to explode you into powder instantly. To explode into powder, the conditions required are..."
Yuan Qingling's head was painful and she pressed her hands, "Shut up, you don't need science popularization."
The abbot looked at her with a very relaxed expression, "According to Lao Na, you can live here a little more steadily. With such a good husband-in-law and three lovely sons, what else can you ask for? Your modern temperament is uncertain whether you can marry or not. Even if you can marry, you will devote yourself to research, and in the end the divorce will end. There are many examples of this."
Yuan Qingling's head hurts even more, "Okay, let alone any examples, just tell me directly, can the regent send someone to walk in time and space? If so, can you introduce me to it? I want to go back. Come, meet them, let them rest assured."
The abbot shook his head, "I'm afraid it won't work. If you want to go back, you must be dead. You left everything here and can't come back again. Are you willing?"
"But Mo Yi is not dead."
The abbot explained: "That's because Mo Yi was not dead. You were dead when you were alive. The nature is different. Now you have not been able to overcome this. So if you want to go back, the price you will pay will be It's huge."
Yuan Qingling looked at him with a serious expression, but felt that he was flickering.
She felt that the younger generation couldn't believe it now. What he said was ambiguous. It was okay for a while and not for a while. Anyway, he had the final say.
She knows that the possibility of going back is almost zero, but she wants to know if Mo Yi can take the conversation.
But the abbot did not say a few certain words, which made her very distressed.
On the way back, Princess Ji said: "I made a wish in front of the Buddha."
Yuan Qingling asked: "What wish do you wish? For the princess?"
"The princess has my mother as a guardian, so I won't bother Lord Buddha for now."
"Oh? Then who are you?" Yuan Qingling asked.
Princess Ji was silent for a few seconds, "For King Ji, I hope that after he comes out, he can stand by himself, stop tossing and bring trouble to the princess."
"You are really a good wife." Yuan Qingling said.
Princess Ji smiled, "Yes, the first condition for being a good wife is to resist the urge to choke him to death every day, then bow down and greet others with a smile."
"How wronged!" Yuan Qing Ling really sighed.
Princess Ji looked at her, "Whether it's worth it or not, you can't let the princess live in an environment where your parents fight and you fight and you die." Princess Ji shrugged, "If you really feel wronged, I'll go to you to tell. , You probably won't despise me? Anyway, I have helped you so much."'
"Yes, I will dislike it. I am not a trash can. You can't give me all your negative emotions. Turning around makes me hate King Ji, I'm afraid I can't help but destroy him." Yuan Qingling smiled. .
Princess Ji held her hand, "If you can let him die without knowing it, I will be grateful for you forever."
Yuan Qingling pretended to be taken aback, "Oh my God, you want to murder your husband, how vicious is your woman's heart!"
She looked at the hands that Princess Ji was shaking with her. This was the first time they were so close.
But it turned out to be very natural, without any goose bumps, as if they were already the best girlfriends and the best sisters.
Moreover, after Mo Yi returned to Da Zhou, her task of finding an era was completed. After bidding farewell to Chen Jinning and his wife, she and several other friends embarked on the road home.
She traveled through time and space, and the best reward was when the regent promised to find the best doctor to perform surgery on her sister.
The king regent must do what he said. He found a doctor named Yang Ruhai to perform an operation on her younger sister. The operation was successful, and the younger sister woke up the next day after the operation.
She was ecstatic. She took care of her sister in the hospital until she was discharged. She did not remember what Yuan Qingling had entrusted, but it took more than a month.
She hurriedly dialed Yuanmu's number, but the call was not answered. She dialed another mobile phone number left by Yuan Qingling, which was the telephone number of Yuan Qingling's father, Professor Yuan, but the call was also unanswered.
Mo Yi only thought that they were all busy. After all, the doctors were very busy, especially if they were all above the director level, they might be a bit busier.
She simply booked a ticket and flew directly to Guangzhou the next day.
According to the address given by Yuan Qingling, she took the subway after she got off the plane and found the Huayuan community, but saw a fire truck, several police cars and an ambulance parked outside the community.
She muttered: "It's not a coincidence that something happened to this community as soon as I came here."
As she walked in, she saw a large crowd of people gathered in front of the greenery of the community. The police and firefighters were all over there. There were inflatable cushions underneath, and the doctor in the white coat could be seen vaguely through the human wall, all of them. All raised their heads upwards, their eyes anxious.
Mo Yi also looked up. The sunlight was dazzling, but he could vaguely see a person sitting outside the railings of the top floor of the twenty-odd storey. He could not see his face, but he should have committed suicide.
She walked over and asked an old woman who was watching, "Auntie, what's the matter?"
The old woman looked more anxious, and she couldn't help asking, and sighed: "A landlord in our community, pitiful, a year ago when her daughter died, she became ill. She has committed suicide two or three times. God does not have eyes, what a nice family of them, now the daughter is dead, and the old lady is lying in the hospital, and now she is like this too, if something really happens, how can Professor Yuan live?"