C47

The middle-aged monk was none other than Master Jingkong, whom she had met yesterday.

Thinking about that, Ye Yuning looked over. Master Jingkong laughed, holding a black stone in one hand and playing with it, he said.

"Even if we have to earn a living, we can't just eat and drink for free. This is an agreement between me and Lord Fang." There was no trace of helplessness or displeasure in his tone.

Seeing that he was enjoying the show, Ye Yuning was even more speechless. Ye Yuning was concerned with a few words, and seeing that the servant behind Mrs Tang had difficulty hiding her curiosity, he asked: "Mistress, the Putuo Temple went for water yesterday, so the mountain road is not easy, Yu Ning will accompany you to the palace at the back, right?"

Hearing that the Putuo Temple was on fire, Mrs Tang frowned.

"Since it's like this, I'll have to trouble Third Miss Ye." Mrs Tang said with a smile.

"Madam, there's no need to be so polite." Ye Yuning smiled, then took Mrs Tang and left the side hall, and rushed to the back mountain.

Once Ye Yuning left, a figure walked out from the Yuantong Hall and directly walked in front of Master Jingkong.

"What reason did you have for me to gift that bracelet to Third Miss Ye?" The moment the abbot arrived, he went straight to the point.

Master Jingkong raised his eyebrows, and did not reply.

He immediately became anxious, "We agreed that this item will only be temporarily in my custody. We can exchange it after you decide on it, but now …. If I just directly give it away, that person won't get angry right? "

"Don't worry, I won't." The corner of Master Jingkong's mouth rose as he laughed coldly.

He heaved a sigh of relief and sat down on the stool in front of Master Jingkong. The two of them had known each other for many years. The abbot did not show any formality in front of Jingkong, so much so that he even claimed that he did not care.

"Yesterday when Young Master Shen came to find you, did he play chess for the whole night?"

"Who told you that?"

The abbot glanced at the chess piece in Jing Kong's hand, his meaning obvious. Master Jingkong had no choice but to put down his chess pieces, and took out a small teapot and two porcelain cups from the side.

The eyes of the lord lit up as he took a teacup and indicated for him to make some tea. Master Jingkong was most adept at chess and tea. He was not good at chess, but as for this tea, he could still occasionally sip some tea.

Master Fang was not good at chess. He was good at tea.

It was a pity that it was rare for him to be able to drink the tea that Master Jingkong personally brewed, who knows what kind of luck he had today. Just as he was immersed in the aroma of the tea, he suddenly heard Master Jingkong's voice.

"Last night's fire was deliberately set by someone."

This sentence caused Fang Xun's face to sink.

Master Jingkong shook his head. "It has nothing to do with them."

"Who did it? My Putuo Temple has an extremely good reputation and no one can possibly have any ideas about us … " The abbot stopped midway.

The Putuo Temple was very famous, and it was not because he was bragging, but every year, the families that had some status in the Yin Zhou City would send people to send money to pray for their own blessings, which was also a local custom in the Yin Zhou.

Furthermore, the reputation of the Putuo Temple was not inferior to that of the Great Putuo Temple in the slightest to the yearly gift of porridge to the poor. There was only one explanation for why the Putuo Temple could not have enmity with others.

The fire was aimed at the person who had rested in the temple last night!

The abbot's chubby face froze for a moment.

The buddhist disciples always hated killing the most, especially when it hurt the innocent.

"How did you know about this?" Fang Dang asked again.

Coincidentally, yesterday afternoon, Master Jingkong and Ye Yuning chatted merrily. After parting ways with each other, returned to the bamboo forest. He was bored drinking tea with one person so he decided to take a walk. His status in the temple was special, and no one cared about him. Naturally, he was free and unfettered.

At that time, he only thought that it was a guest that had woken up, so he didn't pay it much attention. Moreover, the Putuo Temple had always had a rule that monks were not allowed to enter the east wing, especially after nightfall.

It had to be known that the east wing of the Putuo Temple was normally used for female pilgrims to rest and sleep, and all the monks in the temple were male. This was a rule that had been set up to prevent accidents.

Therefore, Master Jingkong only took a few more glances before he leisurely walked past the east wing to find Shen Yunxing to play chess. Shen Yunxing was preparing to rest, but seeing Master Jingkong's arrival, he was not surprised, the two sat down and continued to play chess.

However, after playing two rounds of chess, he heard a shout not too far away. Shen Yunxing immediately ran over to save her. Remembering the figure he saw earlier, he quietly went to the other side of the eastern wing and discovered some clues.

On the other side of the east wing, in the direction that Lady Wen was living in, there were traces of being set on fire!

"Last night, I asked everyone. No one knew how this fire started. I originally thought it was a natural disaster, but I didn't expect it to be a man-made disaster!" The abbot's expression was cold. The two lumps of fat on his cheeks suddenly became as hard as iron balls.

"Don't be angry yet, Buddhism pays close attention to karma and karmic laws is a tribulation for someone. If Putuo Temple accepts it on behalf of others, then there will be benefits in the future." Master Jingkong saw that Fang Chi was angry, and said without hurry.

"The cycle of karma. Such a vicious person … in the future, his retribution will definitely not be shallow." After saying this, he felt much better in his heart.

On the other side, Ye Yuning brought Mrs Tang to wander around the Putuo Temple, and specifically went to take a look at the ruins of the east wing's residence that had been burnt off.

Mrs Tang could not help but feel fear, as she patted her chest and said.

"Amitabha, thanks to Buddha's blessing..."

Ye Yuning did not understand, the servant girl beside Mrs Tang explained: "Madam originally planned to come to offer incense yesterday, but before we leave, First Miss suddenly felt unwell, so Madam's worries were to delay the original plan."

After the servant explained, Ye Yuning suddenly realized.

No wonder! She said that she clearly remembered her mother and Mrs Tang meeting at Putuo Temple in her previous life and they were even having fun together.

Ye Yuning understood and did not continue with the topic. Instead, she asked, "Is the young miss sick?"

The young miss of the Lin Palace was called Lin Rong. Ye Yuning had never seen her before, but he had heard about her before. It was said that with her bad temper, Miss Lin was worried that the marriage might not be good enough for her in Yin Zhou, and had forgotten about her. Unexpectedly, she almost lost her virginity and was forced to marry into a distant family.

Mrs Tang and Master Lin only had this daughter, whom they loved dearly. They never thought that she would be so spoiled that she would have such a temper.

In this matter, it was still Madam Duke of Pingjiang who had talked to her about it before, teaching his a lesson through words and words, making her laugh at the young miss of the Lin Family.