Qingshui Temple is built on the mountainside in the border suburbs.

At first it was just an abandoned temple hidden in the mountains and forests, but was later bought and repaired by the old lady Cui, to practice and adopt homeless women, children and abandoned babies. Some sluts once thought that Qingshui Temple was the kind of Ye Temple that worshipped Buddha devoutly during the day and talked about the wind and moon with others at night. They regarded the nuns in the temple as the girl who was engaged in the wind and moon, and actually went up the mountain to invade the three o'clock in the middle of the night.

In order to allow my mother-in-law to practice with peace of mind, Cui Zhi sent someone to take care of her.

But he soon knew that he had done nothing.

His mother-in-law who eats vegetarian food and chants Buddha's name has some sharp methods.

Grab the slutty monk who tried to climb over the wall and ordered people to be punished and dismembered and thrown out of the temple. The traces of the carved facial features of time did not make my mother-in-law look kind, and she glanced at the ground as if she was watching a few balls of rotten meat that could breathe: [I should be glad to meet the current nun. If I were ten or twenty years earlier, I would have to let you dismember the body, and thirty thousand pieces of scattered!]

After several times, Tianqing County knew that there was a temple where Rakshasa was stationed. The desperate women nearby came to join us. Their husband's family also had to consider whether they could be provoked. There were no fools who dared to disturb the monks and nuns' practice.

Qingshui'an hardly entertains male guests.

The reason why it is almost said that Cui Mi and Cui Xiong would stay for a few days when they went to see their grandmother when they were young. However, when they grew up to the teenager, they stopped going there. Every time they came over, they would meet their grandmother at the small house at the foot of the mountain to gather together.

Even Cui Zhi's son-in-law had only been going up the mountain for three times, and each time he was waiting in a pilgrim tea shop a mile outside Qingshui Temple. The fourth time he set foot on the road up the mountain, the man who could not even destroy the sky and the earth could not make him lose his composure, but now he lost his strength.

The footprints of the mountain road are messy, and the dead branches and leaves are all filled with them.

Continue to walk along the mountain road to the mountain.

The necessary road was cut off, and the simple horse-rejected stake blocked the way.

Cui Zhi was noticed that there was a bow and arrow pointing at his vital point in secret. He raised his hand and ordered his followers to stop: "Cui Zhishan, please come out and see the heroes. We have no ill intentions. This trip is to pick up the female members of the Qing dynasty in the mountains and return home, and beg to reconcile."

When I heard the word "Cui", there was a commotion in the distance.

Soon, more than a dozen heads appeared from the ground, behind the tree, beside the stone. I carefully observed and confirmed that Cui Zhi had not attacked him, so I sent the head to negotiate with Cui Zhi. The head looked at Cui Zhi with some hesitation and tentatively: "Are you... a son-in-law?"

Coincidentally, the in charge of Cui Zhi's brother-in-law's family.

Because Cui Zhi rarely came forward, the manager had only seen him a few times.

Not sure, please confirm it carefully.

Cui Zhi barely breathed a sigh of relief.

Since it was my brother-in-law who was guarding this place, the mother-in-law on the mountain should be fine. The manager also put his hanging heart back to his original place, and looked back and asked the others to move the stakes away. Cui Zhi asked half of the followers to stay where they were to help defend, and the remaining people were taken up the mountain.

On the way, I asked the manager about the situation.

The main reason is to scold my brother-in-law.

Didn’t he have told him to act according to the opportunity, and would take his family to join him or the Cui mansion whenever there was a bad situation? No matter how stormy the outside was, he could always protect them. Cui Zhi rarely spoke harsh words to outsiders, let alone his own family.

It can be seen that he was really angry this time!

The manager couldn't help but complain for his parents.

It’s not that I don’t want to leave, but that I really can’t leave.

The government sent people to guard the important roads everywhere, and no one could leave. Parents could only follow the government's way. However, before they came down, the newly taken in the temple suddenly became ill. They infected several more people with an epidemic, and more than a dozen people fell down in just two days, and the remaining nuns were also panicked.

It's only a matter of time before and after.

At this moment, they will be dead.

"How could so many people get infected with the plague?"

The manager lowered his voice: "The situation was not good at the beginning of the year. Many families could not eat one day. The host of the temple asked someone to give vegetarian food for two months. After that, the temple also lost surplus grain and had to stop, but the common people threw away all the burdens in the family."

The temple has many people and the plague was mixed at that time.

It is impossible to leave these people alone with a host temperament.

Although there are many people infected with the plague, there are many herbs in the temple that can barely hold on. The situation has just improved, and there are cult riots at the foot of the mountain, burning, killing and looting everywhere. The manager said with lingering fear: "I heard that the government was also smashed by them."

Cui Zhi asked about his brother-in-law's family again.

"My mistress and all the wives of the husband and wife were sent to a safe place. The parents were worried about the old lady, so they brought someone back to guard the temple..." The tired and old voice of the manager added a little difficult to detect. Cui Zhi thought of the arrangement at the foot of the mountain and couldn't help but tighten the reins. The ominous premonition was like a ghost entangled in his heart.

"How is the host?"

"I passed away four days ago."

The news was like a bolt from the blue hitting him on the head.

The sound of his ears was buzzing, and he almost didn't hear the manager say that Cui Hui was about to see the host for the last time. While he was speaking, a depressed Qingshui Temple appeared in his sight, and the side hall was arranged into a simple mourning hall. Cui Zhi staggered and almost tripped by the threshold, and stood firmly with the door frame. Cui Hui didn't expect to see someone who shouldn't have appeared here, and surprise appeared in his numb eyes.

"Kewu..."

His lips twitched and he spit out two words.

Cui Hui wore mourning clothes and kept a spirit on behalf of her biological mother.

She calmed down a lot these days, and even Cui Zhi knelt beside her without stopping her: "How could you run here?"

"I received the news that Tianqing County was surrounded and worried that you and your mother... why did your mother pass away? Is it because of an epidemic?" Cui Zhi couldn't help asking the cause of his mother-in-law's death. He had just inquired about the manager, and the other party was also vague, so Cui Zhi could only ask Cui Hui.

He had imagined many possibilities.

Maybe it was a death, maybe it was the deadline...

"My mother was killed by evil people."

Cui Zhi looked over suddenly.

"Where is the bad guy?"

Cui Hui's numb and unsightly eyes burst into tears: "When the thug heard that the temple had given vegetarian food for two months and took in many refugees, he thought there was surplus food in the temple, and some bandits who were fishing in troubled waters were targeting the women in the temple and brought people to loot."

As the host, the mother will naturally not sit idly by.

The upper and lower schools in Soguang Temple only got a little food, and they were immediately angry and wanted to kill someone to vent their anger. The mother came forward to stop them. The bandit leader was surprised that the old nun had good skills and could not kill the other party after a few rounds. In addition, someone around him had been favored by Qingshui Temple for a meal, and was worried that the killing would cause anger among the public, so he thought of a way to win: [I have never studied and don’t recognize a few big words, but I have heard you bald donkeys talking about the Buddha cutting flesh and feeding eagles... Hehehe, why not do this? If you punish this, I will let everyone here go...]

The host will naturally not agree.

The two sides clashed, and the host was injured in a vital position to protect his disciples.

When the disciples of the nunnery saw the presiding leader being injured, they fought hard and stood at the foot of the mountain, the villagers who had been taken care of by the nunnery came to help. These bandits were originally mobs, and they relied on their numbers to act as a blessing. Seeing this attitude, they also retreated.

The host was seriously injured and waited for two days until Cui Hui.

I hurriedly explained the last words and left.

Before his death, he did not forget to comfort his daughter, saying that this was a joyful despair: [...... Both generations of your ancestors were doing the work of robbing the family, and they also dyed blood for their mothers that they should not have been stained. This life should have been taken away by God... I can live to this age, and my descendants can enjoy the joy of family... Haha, that's also God's eyes...]

Bandits are bandits.

From the saying of injustice or injustice.

She grew up in a bandit village since she was a child. What can she know good or bad?

When she was young, she followed her father to kill many people, including those who were innocent and innocent. She didn't think so at that time, but when Jin Basin washed her hands, she got married and had children. The seemingly ordinary scenes turned into nightmares that entangled her in the middle of the night. While she was lucky enough to be the exception, she was nervous and retribution would be in the dark. The days flew until her daughter grew up. When she almost forgot her fear, the bandit camp was burned all over, and her children were wandering with her.

It's retribution.

A person like her should not have a good end.

When she hated Cui Xiao’s deception and deception to kill the entire village, wasn’t she evading her responsibilities? Her daughter’s misfortune and the death of her uncle and aunt in the village were also retribution for the killing that year? She should apologize for her death, but she could not let go of her children.

Watching her children get married and grandchildren are born one by one, the long-lost fear invades her every nightmare. She works hard to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name, and do good deeds, hoping to offset even a little sin and allow her descendants to have a smooth and safe life. Seeing her daughter and son-in-law divorce and her daughter wandering alone, she feels even more regretful.

This thought made her unable to relieve her.

It was the evil retribution she created back then that made her descendants miserable.

Cui Hui didn't expect that her mother was so depressed that she had never let go of her for so many years. No, at least she was relieved before her death.

Although there were casualties in the temple, most of the time she fought to the death. Cui Hui transferred the medicinal materials to save more people's lives. These can make her feel relieved of the blood debts back then. Cui Hui still murmured in her mother's ears: [Enough, these are definitely enough to clear our family's sins. If not enough, the daughter will save enough in the second half of her life... The daughter's generation is not enough, we still have grandchildren, and there will be great-grandchildren in the future... The sons and grandchildren can always repay them.]

Cui Hui said this just because she wanted her mother to leave with peace of mind.

"Zhishan, you..."

"Save it, my mother said what to do before she spirits."

Cui Hui pursed her lips tightly.

It is not a trivial matter for her to transfer the medicinal materials, and it is normal for Cui Zhi to argue with her, but now she doesn't say a word, which makes her at a loss. Cui Zhi ordered someone to take Bimo Shujian and his son-in-law's filial piety clothes: "In addition to these, does the mother have other explanations before her death?"

Cui Hui said: "There are some reminders."

It's nothing more than some peaceful blessings.

Almost everyone has taken care of.

Including her father.

After watching for a whole day, Cui Hui asked Cui Zhi to eat a little while. The couple sat outside the side hall gate and looked at each other speechlessly. Cui Hui had a lot of words in his mind, and finally only had two dry sentences left: "The war is important. As the important minister of the country, how can you stay outside? Just leave some people here. I am watching... I have been delayed for a long time. It is not very good to you, Cui......"

Cui Zhi burned the copied scriptures one by one.

"If it's not good, it's not good."

This made Cui Hui suspect that the man beside him was fake.

She never dreamed that this would be what Cui Zhi said in person.

Cui Zhi seemed to be unable to see the surprise on her face: "When I heard the news, I was full of worry that you would encounter an accident. If the medicinal materials are gone, I would have lost them. If my family is big and my business is big, I can still make another plan... If you are gone, can I ask my father-in-law and mother-in-law to ask for another one?"

Cui Hui's eyes looked like she saw a ghost: "Cui Zhishan?"
To be continued...