After the death of the host: the tyrant cried red eyes

It is a world thousands of years more advanced than this place, and that is my homeland.”

Xiao Yi's eyes were deep, as if he could penetrate all mysteries: "If it's not the underworld, then what magical place is it?"

Shen Bingning hesitated for a moment and reluctantly explained: "I just associated it with 'myriad worlds'. Maybe there is such a world that we don't know about."

Xiao Yi had a blank expression on his face. He took a sip of tea and said calmly, "That kind of world doesn't exist."

Shen Bingning refused to give up and said stubbornly: "But I believe it exists somewhere."

Xiao Yi asked back, "My beloved concubine has never experienced it, so how can you prove its existence?"

"Then, Your Highness, what grounds do you have for saying that it doesn't exist?"

Shen Bingning tried hard to remain calm on the surface, but her heart was in turmoil.

"Because I've never seen one."

Xiao Yi answered simply and directly, completely unaware that the woman in front of him was from the world he believed to be imaginary.

Shen Bingning's thoughts were in a mess for a moment, and her rational defenses were almost shattered. The secret that was about to be blurted out was like a vine burned by a raging fire, tightly strangling her throat, "But I..."

These words stuck in my throat, as if they weighed a thousand pounds.

At this awkward and tense moment, Master Shikong's voice sounded like an ancient bell, flowing slowly throughout the space: "Donor Shen has extended his thoughts from one word to a profound one, which is a manifestation of his wisdom. However, the mysteries of the world are endless, and the donor does not need to be overly obsessed with metaphysical exploration."

The master's eyes were gentle and profound, as if they could see through all the vanity in the world.

Faced with the two's denial, Shen Bingning's rebelliousness and unyielding spirit were aroused. She asked back with a hint of sharpness and provocation in her voice: "So, Master, do you think that gods and Buddhas really exist in this vast world?"

This question went straight to the core of Master Shikong's belief, and the atmosphere suddenly became subtle and tense.

Master Shikong's face was calm, like an ancient pond without ripples, "Naturally."

His answer was simple and firm, as if he was stating some unspoken truth in the universe.

"If so, where does the Buddha reside?"

Shen Bingning asked, with a gleam of exploration in her eyes.

"Amitabha, the Buddha is in my heart."

Master Shikong pointed his finger at his heart with a calm tone and a deep Zen meaning.

Shen Bingning suddenly thought of the slang in the secular world, "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, but the Buddha remains in the heart." She blurted it out without thinking, and then realized that it was inappropriate. She saw that Master Shikong's face was slightly grim. She hurriedly apologized: "It's me, Meng Lang, I hope the master will forgive me."

However, Xiao Yi on the side laughed loudly, his voice as loud as a bell, with a hint of amusement: "My beloved concubine, what you said makes sense. If you have Buddha in your heart, food and sex will not hinder your practice. What do you think, Master?"

Xiao Yi's words made Shen Bingning feel annoyed, and she wanted to cover her mouth immediately. It was because of his words that she lost control of her emotions!

She lowered her head, full of regret, suppressed her inner irritation, and apologized to the master again sincerely: "Master, I am sorry for offending you today. Please forgive me."

Master Shikong smiled calmly and recited the Buddhist sutra: "No problem, Ms. Shen has unique insights, and I admire her. She also reminded me of an old friend, who often spoke in shocking words, but in fact his words were profound."

Shen Bingning couldn't help feeling uneasy. Could it be that the master was implicitly mocking her?

The air seemed to freeze, the room was silent, and no one dared to break the silence easily.

Master Shikong closed his eyes and rested, gently turning the Buddhist beads in his hand, neither hurried nor slow, and did not urge them to leave.

Finally, the depressing atmosphere became unbearable for Shen Bingning. She whispered to Xiao Yi, "Since we are here, we should be polite. I will go to the front hall to burn some incense."

Xiao Yi sipped his tea, his expression indifferent: "Go ahead."

After getting permission, Shen Bingning felt as if she had been pardoned and hurriedly left the table.

Qing'er followed closely behind, supporting her gently: "My lady, be careful."

"Let's go to the front yard to burn incense."

Since her wish was not fulfilled, she could only place her hope on the Buddha and pray that she could return to her long-cherished home as soon as possible.

In the front hall, there was only one monk standing silently. When he saw Shen Bingning walk in, he clasped his hands and bowed: "Amitabha."

Shen Bingning followed the etiquette and lit the incense and candles devoutly. Just as her eyes moved to the merit box, her heart tightened - she didn't have a penny on her, and her wallet was still with Eunuch Wei.

The wish has been made. If there is no money to accompany it, it may seem that your sincerity is not enough. If you offend the Buddha and it hinders your return, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Qing'er, go to Eunuch Wei and get my package back. Tell him that I want to donate money for incense."

She thought to herself that she could also take this opportunity to get her belongings back.

Qing'er was worried that her master was alone here: "My lady, I will go to the monks in the temple to exchange for silver immediately. Please wait here."

At this moment, there was no one else in the front yard except the monks guarding the main hall and the master and servant.

After paying a visit to Master Shikong, Shen Bingning's favorable impression of this temple increased a little: "Go quickly and come back soon, I'll wait here."

Qing'er looked around and made sure that no one was paying attention before she hurried away.

Although the temple is not very grand, there is an ancient tree outside the front yard. It has lush branches and leaves, a thick trunk, and outstretched branches that even touch the courtyard wall, creating a cool area for half of the courtyard.

The midday sun penetrates the dense leaves and casts mottled shadows on the ground.

Shen Bingning was counting these lights and shadows out of boredom, when suddenly, a dazzling light flashed across her eyes.

Her face changed slightly, and she had a guess in her mind that the light was probably the reflection of metal.

In this era, apart from swords, what other metal can be so shiny? And who else could be holding a sword except an assassin?

She took a few steps back slowly, feeling mixed emotions. Why did the assassin come again? Xiao Yi was still in the backyard, and the assassin was hiding in the tree in the front yard. What was his intention?

Shen Bingning tried her best to remain calm on the surface, pretending to pace towards the door of the hall as if nothing had happened, intending to quietly return to the backyard.

Unexpectedly, Qing'er came running back, panting: "Madam, Eunuch Wei did not hand over the package, but he gave me a few ingots of silver as incense money."

Beads of sweat appeared on Shen Bingning's forehead. She asked Qing'er to go and come back quickly, but she didn't want him to be in such a hurry!

Considering that the assassin might harm Qing'er, Shen Bingning didn't even have time to take a closer look at the silver in Qing'er's hand. She pulled her over and hurried to the backyard: "These few ingots of silver are not enough. I will go and get them myself."

As soon as the words fell, the figure on the tree seemed to sense Shen Bingning's intention to escape, so he simply gave up hiding and jumped down, chasing after her.

Shen Bingning exclaimed, took the silver that Qing'er handed over, and threw it back while running: "Go away!"

In this small temple, Shen Bingning's cry quickly alerted the guards in the backyard.

The guards rushed over upon hearing the news and immediately engaged in a fierce fight with the assassin, with swords flashing and sabers flying, and the situation was about to break out.

Shen Bingning took the opportunity to run to the backyard, and Xiao Shengzi immediately came forward, "Miss Shen, are you okay?"