The Evil Mistress's Killing Crazy Daily

"what did she say?"

Seeing her maid hesitant, the old lady of the Duke of Zhenguo became curious.

"she says……"

Seeing her master's kind attitude, the little maid's nervousness was slightly relieved. She boldly said, "Madam, the nun said that she has a connection with you and wants to meet you..."

"what?"

Old Madam Yuan was surprised.

She frowned and angrily accused the maid, "Ayin, are you confused? Who is the old lady? Can anyone see her if they want to?

He is just a liar who is playing tricks on others. You can just send him away. Why did he come to the old lady?"

"But……"

A Yin felt a little aggrieved. "Of course I know how to deal with this kind of thing, but that Master Jing'an said that she has a complete copy of the Infinite Sutra written by a holy monk from India..."

"The complete version of the Infinite Sutra?"

When the old lady of the Duke of Zhenguo heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up.

Without caring about her tiredness, she immediately said to A Yin: "Quick, go and invite that nun in..."

"Yes."

Ayin nodded, turned around and hurried out.

After a while, Master Jing'an was brought from the gate of the Duke Zhenguo's Mansion to the old lady of the Duke Zhenguo.

"Are you Master Jing'an?"

Looking at Master Jing'an, the old lady of the Duke of Zhenguo felt that she looked familiar. But when she thought about it carefully, she could not find the corresponding image in her mind...

So she gave up worrying about it and looked at Master Jing'an with a smile, "Do you really have the complete copy of the Infinite Sutra?"

"Yes."

Master Jing'an nodded.

Without hiding anything, she took out the Infinite Sutra that she had painstakingly obtained from India and handed it to the old lady of the Duke of Zhenguo.

The old lady of the Duke of Zhenguo did not answer.

She looked at Master Jing'an again in surprise, feeling strange, "Such a precious thing, you just handed it to me like that, aren't you afraid that I will default on it?"

"This is originally a gift for you. Why would I be afraid that you will default on the payment?"

"Give it to me?"

The old lady of the Duke of Zhenguo was even more surprised.

She glanced at the Infinite Sutra in Master Jing'an's hand and asked in disbelief, "Are you sure you want to give me such a precious thing?

If it were real, do you know how much it would be worth?"

"Amitabha……"

Master Jing'an smiled and looked at the old lady of the Duke of Zhenguo with an open mind, "Old lady, maybe it is very valuable, but as a person outside the world, what's the use of having so much money?

The most valuable thing about a book is its content.

Now that I have understood its contents, what is the point of keeping the book?

It would be better to make full use of it and give it to the destined person..."

"Amitabha, Master is so virtuous..."

Seeing that Master Jing'an had such an extraordinary state of mind, the old lady of the Duke of Zhenguo was impressed.

The doubts in her heart were dispelled a lot, and she quickly took the Infinite Sutra and opened it... Looking at the Sanskrit text in the sutra, she had a headache, "Why is this all Sanskrit?"

"Madam, you can't read Sanskrit?"

Master Jing'an was surprised that the question was asked even though she knew the answer.

Facing the somewhat embarrassed look of the old lady of the Duke of Zhenguo, she sighed and stretched out her hand, "Amitabha, since you can't understand it, then maybe you are not the destined person I am looking for... Old lady, please give me the scriptures..."

"This……"

The old lady of the Duke of Zhenguo touched the scriptures in her hand reluctantly, and at the same time, she looked at the old lady Yuan.

Old Madam Yuan noticed the gaze and hurriedly stepped forward with a smile to stop Master Jing'an and said, "Master, how can we take back the things we gave away? Wouldn't others laugh at you for saying such things?"

"Amitabha……"

Nun Jing'an looked embarrassed, "But the old lady can't understand the contents inside. What's the point of her keeping the book..."

"This……"

Old Madam Yuan paused for a moment when asked.

She thought for a moment and suddenly a good idea came to her mind.

So she quickly asked Master Jing'an to sit down, and she smiled and asked tentatively: "Master Jing'an, our old lady does not understand Sanskrit, but you do, don't you?

Why don't you stay in the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion for a few days and give lectures to our old lady?"

"This……"

Nun Jing'an hesitated for a moment, knowing that Old Madam Yuan was testing her. She waved her hand with an embarrassed look on her face and said to the Madam of the Duke of Zhenguo, "Old Madam, to be honest, I am passing by the capital just to visit an old friend. I plan to leave tomorrow..."

"Old friend?"

The old lady of the Zhenguogong was curious, "What old friends? Do monks also have old friends?"

"Ah."

Master Jing'an nodded.

On the one hand, she knew that the news that she had lived in the general's mansion a few days ago could not be hidden from the Hua family. On the other hand, she thought that Madam Xi was well-known in the capital after all... Since she knew Madam Xi, she was not considered a person of unknown origin in the Zhenguo Mansion...

With this thought in mind, Master Jing'an smiled and said to the old lady of the Duke of Zhenguo: "I came to the capital this time to visit Old Lady Xi..."

"Mrs. Xi?"

Old Madam Yuan was surprised to hear that Master Jing'an's old friend turned out to be the old Madam Xi, whom she hated the most.

Thinking of Madam Xi's ridiculous behavior in Shuiyun Teahouse last time, she looked at Master Jing'an warily and asked tentatively:

"Master, do you have a good relationship with that old lady Xi..."