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Master Mingchan exhaled heavily: "I told you to find a chance to bring Yi Qianhuan to Long'an Temple, and not to do anything to her for the time being. Don't you understand what I said?"

Lin Wanyue lowered her head timidly: "I know I was wrong, please forgive me, Master Mingchan."

Master Mingchan withdrew his blaming gaze and said, "Forget it. Fortunately, Qianhuan is still in Longan Temple. Our plan can still be implemented. Donor Lin, come here."

Lin Wanyue hurried over and took the whistle from Master Mingchan.

"You should be very familiar with this thing. Tonight you will blow this whistle just like you did five years ago, and then Yi Qianhuan will naturally go to the dragon vein."

Feeling Master Mingchan's voice ringing in her ears like a spell, Lin Wanyue asked expectantly, "Can we completely get rid of Yi Qianhuan this time?"

Master Mingchan raised the corners of his lips: "As long as you don't let me down, I will naturally not let you down."

Lin Wanyue nodded quickly and sent Master Mingchan away.

Here.

Yi Qianhuan followed Abbot Mingzhi all the way back to the meditation room, and first led Yi Mobao to apologize: "Buddhism is a pure land, and there shouldn't be disputes. Today, my son and I have caused trouble for the abbot."

Abbot Mingzhi waved his hand and asked Yi Qianhuan to sit down at the table. "When the dragon vein was damaged, I was unable to prove the innocence of Donor Yi, and I have always felt guilty. Today, I am fortunate to be able to help Donor Yi unexpectedly."

Yi Mobao's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Monk, do you believe that my mother is innocent?"

Yi Qianhuan pulled Yi Mobao to sit down: "Mobao, don't offend the abbot."

Abbot Mingzhi just smiled and said, "Young donor, you are calm by nature, and I like you very much. Donor Yi, although I couldn't see through your fate, I could see that you are definitely not an ordinary person, and you are definitely not someone who has bad karma on your hands. I know that the damage to the dragon vein back then must have nothing to do with you."

"Can't Abbot Mingzhi see clearly my mother's fate?" Yi Mobao said in surprise.

Everyone has a destiny. Abbot Mingzhi is the abbot of Longan Temple. His eyes can see many things that ordinary people cannot see.

But Abbot Mingzhi could not see through his mother's fate, which was enough to prove that his mother's fate was extraordinary.

"Donor Yi's fate is entangled with many things... Five years ago, I couldn't see through it, and it's still the same now." Abbot Mingzhi changed the subject and said, "But don't worry, Donor Yi. After five years, Donor Yi's future is much brighter. This shows that Donor Yi is on a bright path. As long as he can stick to his original intention, he will definitely get good results in the future."

"Thank you for your advice, Abbot." Yi Qianhuan looked at Abbot Mingzhi, "Abbot, I came here today because I still have something unclear."

Seeing that Abbot Mingzhi did not resist, Yi Qianhuan quickly told Abbot Mingzhi about Shen Yubao.

"Ever since I entered Long'an Temple, I could vaguely feel that the blood evil that was haunting Young Master Shen was hiding in Long'an Temple. But I don't understand, Long'an Temple is a pure land of Buddhism, why can the blood evil remain here?" Yi Qianhuan asked the puzzlement in his heart.

According to common sense, it is absolutely impossible for blood evil and temple to exist in the same place.

Precisely because this matter is too strange, Yi Qianhuan does not dare to be careless. He must go to Long'an Temple to investigate it thoroughly before taking action against the blood demon.

Abbot Mingzhi did not answer Yi Qianhuan's question immediately.

For a moment, an air of silence spread throughout the Zen room.

"Donor Yi, everything has two sides. Sometimes, what you see may not be true. Something that looks clean may be full of filth on the other side. On the contrary, something that has always been hated and despised by people may not necessarily be a bad thing." Abbot Mingzhi spoke slowly and thoughtfully.

"What you mean is that there is no good or bad in anything, and everything has two sides?" Yi Qianhuan asked tentatively.

"That's all I know. As for the final situation, you have to judge for yourself." Abbot Mingzhi's voice became a little gentler. "Donor Yi, it's not suitable to go out today. Please stay in Longan Temple with the little donor. We can talk about anything tomorrow."

Seeing that Abbot Mingzhi had a smile on his face, Yi Qianhuan still had some questions to ask, but he knew very well that since Abbot Mingzhi had already said this, there were many things he should not ask next.

Having to say goodbye to Abbot Mingzhi, Yi Qianhuan turned around and sat down next to Yi Mobao.

Seeing Yi Qianhuan silent, Yi Mobao reached out and rubbed her brows: "Mother, why don't I quite understand what Abbot Mingzhi means?"

"Mother is actually a little unclear. But from what the abbot said, there must be something wrong in this temple." Yi Qianhuan tapped the table lightly with his fingers, and said thoughtfully: "It seems that today I have to find a way to explore this temple and see what secrets are hidden here."

When Yi Mobao heard this, he suddenly became interested: "I'll go with my mother!"

Yi Qianhuan turned to meet Yi Mobao's excited eyes and shook his head: "No, I'll go by myself tonight."

"Mother, I won't hold you back." Yi Mobao was instantly frustrated and looked at Yi Qianhuan with some resentment.

Yi Qianhuan smiled and said, "Mother is not worried about you holding back, but about your safety. I will let Liuli accompany you tonight, you must be a good boy and not go anywhere."

Yi Mobao originally wanted to try harder, but after Yi Qianhuan frowned, he immediately obeyed.

Although he was worried about his mother, he couldn't openly go against her.

However, he believed that he would definitely have a chance!

"Okay then. Sister Liuli and I will wait for mother to come back. Mother, you have to promise me that you will always put your own safety first." Yi Mobao reminded her worriedly.

Surprised that Yi Mobao was so easy to talk to today, Yi Qianhuan nodded in agreement.

That night, the night grew darker.

Yi Qianhuan was about to set off with the small bag he had prepared in advance when he suddenly heard a whistle.

It seemed as if a nerve in her head was pulled violently. Yi Qianhuan took a breath and felt a strong sense of discomfort, which made her feel nauseous.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Yi Mobao quickly supported Yi Qianhuan, whose face was pale.

Yi Qianhuan calmed herself down. She was unable to speak for the time being and quickly poked several major acupuncture points on her body with her fingers.

Then he took out a talisman from his bag and pressed it against his chest. Yi Qianhuan moved his throat and spat out a large mouthful of black blood.

"Mom!" Yi Mobao's face turned pale with fright, and he quickly helped Yi Qianhuan to sit down.

A trace of cold sweat appeared on Yi Qianhuan's forehead, and her voice sounded a little weak: "Don't worry, mother is fine."

Yi Qianhuan picked up the cup of tea handed to him by Liuli and rinsed his mouth. His originally pale face eased a lot.

"Cold blood, internal congestion... Miss, has someone cast a curse on you?" Liuli wiped the blood off the ground and asked tentatively.

A murderous look appeared on Yi Mobao's little face: "Who dares to attack my mother? I will kill him!"