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Chapter 542 Mo Yi is back

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 to your mother."

Yuan Qingling took the handkerchief and wiped his tears, "Really? Do you promise?"

"Mencius will not lie!" the great monk promised.

Yuan Qingling came from the grief, "But how can I know?"

The abbot said: "Believe that Buddhism is boundless, everything will be arranged in the dark, and it is the best arrangement."

Why is it so awkward to say the four words "The Endless" of Buddhism from his mouth?

Yuan Qingling swallowed even more: "I want to go back."

The abbot said nothing and just looked at her crying.

After she cried almost, she said, "It's the same thing, everything has its own arrangements."

"Who arranged it? Who is the person who arranged it in this dark?" Yuan Qingling asked.

The abbot was very melancholy, "This is also my question. You said, who is arranging everything about the world? If you can understand this point, you will probably become a Buddha."

Yuan Qingling was sad, and he couldn't help laughing when he heard what he said, "Do you really believe in Buddhism?"

The abbot said ambiguously: "The Dharma is boundless!"

"When did my body freeze? Did my body thaw at that time?" Yuan Qingling asked.

The abbot shook his head slowly, "It wasn't until then that time that the freezing company exploded, and everything inside was burned."

Yuan Qingling was amused and crying, "Then I'm still going to ashes? How great it is, it doesn't have to burn it, it's just fried into powder in an instant."

The abbot said seriously: "As a person with higher education, you should know that even if an explosion occurs, it is impossible to blow you into powder in an instant. To blow it into powder, the required conditions are..."

Yuan Qingling felt pain in his head, pressing his hands, "Shut up, you don't need to popularize science."

The abbot looked at her with a very relaxed expression, "According to me, you should live here with a steadfast life. With such a good husband and three lovely sons, what else can I ask for? To be honest, with your modern temperament, it is still uncertain whether you can get married or not. Even if you can get married, you will focus on research and end up with divorce. There are many examples of this kind."

Yuan Qingling's head hurt even more, "Okay, stop talking about any examples, just tell me directly, can the Regent send someone to walk in time and space? If so, can you introduce me to me? I want to go back and meet them and reassure them."

The abbot shook his head, "I'm afraid it won't work. If you want to go back, you must be dead. You give up everything here and never come back in the future. Are you willing?"

"But Mo Yi is not dead."

The abbot explained: "That's because Mo Yi was not dead at all. You were dead in the time you were alive. The nature is different. You have not been able to overcome this yet, so if you want to go back, the price will be very high."

Yuan Qingling looked at his serious expression, but felt that he was fooling him.

She felt that the younger generation could not believe it now. What he said was ambiguous, sometimes it was OK, sometimes it was not OK. Anyway, he had the final say.

She knew that the possibility of going back was almost zero, but she wanted to know if Mo Yi could bring the words.

But the abbot didn't say a few sure words, which made her very upset.

On the way back, Princess Ji said, "I made a wish in front of the Buddha."

Yuan Qingling asked, "What wish is made? Is it for the princess?"

"The princess is protected by me, I, so I won't bother with the Buddha for the time being."

"Oh? Then who are you for?" Yuan Qingling asked.

Princess Ji was silent for a few seconds, "For King Ji, I hope that after he comes out, he can be at peace and stop making trouble for Princess Yan."

"You are such a good wife." Yuan Qing said.

Princess Ji smiled, "Yes, the primary condition for being a good wife is to resist the urge to strangle him to death every day, and then be complacent and cheer him up and greet him with a smile."

"How wronged!" Yuan Qingling sighed sincerely.

Princess Ji looked at her, "Is it worth it? I can't let the princess live in an environment where parents fight and fight to the death." Princess Ji shrugged, "If I really feel wronged, I will talk to you. You probably won't dislike me, right? At least I've helped you so much."'

"Yes, I will dislike you. I am not a trash can. You can't give me all your negative emotions. Looking back, I will hate King Ji, I'm afraid I can't help but destroy him." Yuan Qingling said with a smile.

Princess Ji held her hand, "If you can make him die without realization, I will be grateful to you for the rest of your life."

Yuan Qingling pretended to be shocked, "Oh my God, you are going to murder your husband. How vicious is your woman's heart!"

She looked at the hands that Princess Ji shook with her. This was the first time they were so close.

But it was very natural, without any goose bumps, as if they were already the best friends and the best sisters.

Let’s talk about Mo Yi’s mission to find an era after he returned to the Great Zhou Dynasty. After saying goodbye to Chen Jinning and his wife, she embarked on the road to go home with several other friends.

The best reward she received was the Regent's promise to find the best doctor to perform surgery on her sister.

The Regent said it would do whatever he said and found a doctor named Yang Ruhai for her to perform the operation on her sister. The operation was very successful and the sister woke up the next day after the operation.

She was ecstatic and took care of her sister in the hospital until she was discharged from the hospital. She remembered what Yuan Qingling had entrusted, but it took more than a month.

She quickly called Yuan's mother, but the phone number was not answered. She called another mobile phone number left by Yuan Qingling, which was the phone number of Yuan Qingling's father Professor Yuan, but no one answered the phone.

Mo Yi only thinks that they are all busy. After all, the doctors are quite busy, especially those at the director level and above, so they will probably be busier.

She simply booked the air ticket and flew directly to Guangshi the next day.

According to the address given by Yuan Qingling, after getting off the plane, she took the subway to find the Garden Community, but saw a fire truck, several police cars and an ambulance parked outside the community.

She muttered, "It's so unfortunate that something happened to this community as soon as she came."

She walked in and saw a lot of people gathered in front of the greening of the community. The police and firefighters were there, and there were inflatable cushions underneath. Vaguely through the human wall, the doctor in white coats could be seen. They all raised their heads upwards, their eyes were anxious.

Mo Yi also looked up and saw the sunlight dazzling, but he could vaguely see a person sitting outside the railings of the top floor on more than 20 floors. His face was not clear, but he should have committed suicide.

She walked over and asked an old woman watching, "Auntie, what's going on?"
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