Chapter 537: Closing the Temple (4)

The news that Xiao Fengqing besieged Donglin Temple with five thousand soldiers spread all over the states and counties around Yingjing, and everyone was shocked. Xiao Fengqing's betrayal with his brother and seizing Ying Jing is already depressing. Now that Donglin Temple has been sealed, the threat to kill the temple is even more exciting. Many of the good men and women in the surrounding counties have regarded Donglin Temple as a sacred place for generations. Now, when they hear of Fengdu Temple, they all go to the foot of Donglin Temple and cry out.
At the foot of the mountain temple, the cry of the people almost rang through the sky.
Nie Wushuang hid in the back room, falling asleep and waking up, but no one came to open the back room for her.
Wouldn't she just die in this back room? She thought vaguely.
While desperate in her heart, the door of the zen room opened, and heavy footsteps came. Nie Wushuang looked through the vent hole and saw only a pair of monk shoes.
She was relieved. Finally the door of the secret room opened silently. Dazzling light came in, and Qingyuan looked tired, helping her out.
Nie Wushuang looked at him in surprise, and whispered, "He ... is he gone?"
Qingyuan shook his head and helped her sit next to the bed. The monk's clothes on his body were dirty and his face was as white as snow. He looked at Nie Wushuang, opened his mouth, and finally said, "No matter what happens, Rui Wang seals the temple. For the time being, my mother can't go anywhere. After a day or two, he can't find it and will naturally give up. "
Nie Wushuang saw his clear eyebrows filled with sorrow and doubt, but he didn't know where to start when he wanted to ask.
There was a dead silence in the Zen room, and Nie Wushuang was shocked and scared all night in the secret room. Now that he came out, he felt hungry and had to say, "Qingyuan ... Is there anything to eat ..."
Qingyuan returned to his thoughts from contemplation, heard the words, and felt ashamed: "Yes, the poor monk will go and give the niangni fasting meal." He said to leave the Zen room in a hurry.
Nie Wushuang was lying on the bed, listening to the faint cry coming from outside, and the anxiety in his heart was growing. She bit her lower lip. Can Xiao Fengqing really let Donglin Temple like this? After such a rush, after leaving the Donglin Temple with the grandma of the world, he left easily?
No, it must not be like this ...
She had conflicts in her heart. If she went out, she could only be caught by Xiao Fengqing. Her child ... she stroked her lower abdomen over and over again, and the tears in her eyes rolled down. It was a pity that she died. Five years ago, she It's a person, but can her child, Xiao Fengqing, spare her?
When she was thinking wildly, Qingyuan came back in a hurry, but her face was a bit pale. He was holding a cold white-faced steamed bun and a bowl of water. To Shang Nie Wushuang's tears, his cracked lips moved slightly, but he didn't know what to say.
"My mother is hungry, let's eat soon." He said to Nie Wushuang.
Nie Wushuang was hungry in the abdomen, and there were hundreds of kinds of tangles in his heart. So she stopped quitting and hurried to eat. When she was half-eaten, she realized that Qingyuan on the side just looked at her silently, and the compassion and despair in his eyes shook her heart.
Nie Wushuang stopped and asked, "Qingyuan, what happened?"
Don't look away from Qingyuan, the voice is calm: "Nothing. Madam and peace of mind. All this will pass. I'll go and find something to eat."
He said, leaving the Zen room quickly, leaving a confused look of Nie Wushuang.
Nie Wushuang bit his stubborn hoe, and the anxiety in his heart grew stronger. She managed to finish eating and tried to curb vomiting, so she looked at the zen room. After Xiao Fengqing's officers and soldiers searched last night, the original neat and clean Zen room was a mess.
She had nothing to do and quietly sorted it out. It looks like she has to go to the back room for a lot of time. She thought about it, took the bed, and groped for the organs of the secret room in the manner of Qingyuan, sorting out the secret room. After all this was done, she was slightly relieved. But Qingyuan has not yet returned. She couldn't help anxious. While sitting upright in the zen room, there was a sudden noise outside.
She was shocked and hid in the back room. Gradually, many chaotic footsteps came, mixed with the voices of many monks.
Someone shouted: "Abbot abbot, this great disaster is coming to Donglin Temple. Do you have the heart to watch all the people in the temple die?"
disaster? !! Nie Wushuang's heart was so tight that he couldn't help putting his ears into the vent hole, listening carefully to the sound outside.
Qingyuan Qinglang's voice sounded in a timely manner, with a little bit of anger: "Is this abbot willing to see such a result? The Buddha has a cloud, and the four major cities are all empty. If you ca n’t perceive life and death, how can you teach all people?
"But now for the sake of a woman, all the people in the temple have to be buried with him. Is this what the Lord wants to see? If you don't hand over the Queen Nie, King Rui will kill the temple three days later! Abbot Zen master! You If you know where the queen is, you should give her up! "Someone said in disapproval.
"The Lord of the Buddha used to feed the tiger himself, and you are the children of the Buddha, who died for the queen's maiden. Do you feel that there is no place to die?" Qingyuan asked.
His voice was clear and compassionate, and the troubled monk was speechless.
"But ..." Someone refused, but couldn't say anything more.
Qingyuan proclaimed a Buddhist slogan: "If you are still reluctant in the world, today your abbot will eliminate your shaving method and drive out of the temple, so King Rui will not anger you because you are monks."
He trembled in his voice: "Hundreds of calamities, so Qingyuan can bear it alone."
Outside the zen room, the monks were silent. In the zen room, Nie Wushuang had already burst into tears, so it turned out that Xiao Fengqing actually forced her to appear with hundreds of lives in Quandonglin Temple.
He was still so ruthless, betting if she could cruelly watch hundreds of lives die because of her ...
Tears rolled down silently, and she covered her lips so that she would not cry. Cangtian, do you really want her Nie Wushuang to escape the palm of his hand in the end? ...
Continue to ask for monthly tickets, historical breakthroughs, first, ah, I do n’t know if I can hang in the first place for a few days, hehe
If there are more than fifty tickets for today's monthly ticket, the ice grit will add another chapter. Decided……