Reborn, I was pursued by the Prince of the Broken Sleeves

He woke up in the morning and had breakfast at Master Xuwu's place. After returning to the yard, he was interrogated by Madam Zhou and Mrs. Lin.

When Su Manman returned to her incense room, she found a bottle of top-quality medicine on the windowsill.

Su Manman knew very well that this medicine must have been sent by Ye Mo.

When they separated in the morning, some things were left unsaid and she ran away shyly.

Su Manman thought that she still had to find an opportunity to have a good talk with him and see if he could give her a piece of ice stone.

After a bad night's sleep, she returned to her room, lay on the couch, thought for a long time, and then fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up, it was already past lunch time.

Taohong helped her get up and said happily, "Miss, come and have dinner."

Su Manman sat down at the table and took a look.

A big bowl of yam and bauhinia bark soup, a four-treasure vegetarian dish, a roasted vegetarian goose, a dish of Dongpo tofu, and a bowl of purple rice.

"No..." Su Manman was surprised, "Why is the vegetarian food in this temple so good? Madam Zhou and my mother..."

"Don't worry, young lady," Taohong said, "the food over there is just as good as ours."

She smiled with eyes curved as she said, "Old Madam Zhou is rarely happy. She said she has been eating vegetarian food for over twenty years at Baiyun Temple, burning incense and worshipping Buddha, and she's never tasted such good vegetarian food here."

"girl……"

Tao Hong said as she set the table for Su Manman, "Old Madam Zhou said that all this was thanks to the young lady. That's why Master Xuwu treats us so well."

"Oh...this..." Su Manman smiled awkwardly.

How could this be done by the old monk?

In his eyes, all beings are equal and are treated equally.

When she went to the Zen room to eat, the food was a little richer than the meal in the temple yesterday.

But it is definitely not so exquisite.

What's more, among these vegetarian dishes, the yam and bauhinia bark soup has the effect of replenishing blood.

I guess he still has some conscience.

Su Manman had a delicious meal.

After dinner, she thought about another thing.

My great aunt and mother both wanted to meet Master Xuwu and ask him for some guidance on Buddhism.

She needs to arrange a meeting with a few people.

It is widely rumored that Master Xuwu prefers quietness and does not want to see visitors. Even the current emperor finds it difficult to meet him.

If she hadn't had a connection with the Master in the Psychedelic Forest, she probably wouldn't even be able to see the back of his head.

Just based on this favor, if she easily asked him to meet with her great aunt and others to discuss Buddhism, he would probably not agree.

After thinking it over, she came up with a solution.

Let Taohong prepare the pen and ink, and she began to write scriptures when she had nothing to do in the afternoon.

In her previous life, as the mistress of the harem, she tried her best to fulfill her duties and command the concubines in the harem, but she did not have to scheme to win the emperor's favor.

Because she is unable to have children.

Besides studying medical books, her favorite things to do were practicing calligraphy and copying scriptures.

Ten years later, when she was the queen, Master Xuwu compiled a new scripture, which was highly praised in the Great Qian Kingdom and almost everyone had a copy.

She also has a copy, which she copies when she has nothing to do, and it is almost torn to pieces.

Therefore, I know its contents by heart.

When the pen tip touched the paper, the woman's pen strokes were vigorous, gentle yet powerful. Her calligraphy, which was beautifully styled with flowers, was natural and smooth, and she did it with ease.

In just a short while, she had written ten full pages.

I have a wound on my right shoulder, and it becomes sore and painful after writing for a long time.

Taohong felt sorry for her, "Girl, you've written so much, take a break if you're tired."

"Okay." When she put down her pen, the bright and clear little monk came to deliver dinner.

I saw the scriptures on her desk and took a few glances at them. I found them very profound and interesting.

He clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, donor, which book are these scriptures from?"

Su Manman smiled faintly, "This is a scripture I once read, but I forgot the name. When I have free time and want to practice calligraphy, I write it down."

Ming Jing was very fond of it and said, "Madam, I am learning to read and recite scriptures. Can you lend it to me to read and write something?"

"Of course!"

She casually took out five pages of written scriptures and handed them to him.

Mingjing was so happy that she held it in her hands and looked at it again and again.

"Mingjing, are you still going to deliver food to Master Xuwu later?"

"Hmm!" Mingjing was careful and worried that the ink on the paper had not dried yet, so he put it in a clean lunch box and took it away.

Before Su Manman finished her dinner, Ming Jing suddenly ran over in a hurry, "Donor lady, please go to the Zen room. Master Xuwu is looking for you."

Su Manman covered her mouth and smiled, "What's wrong? Master just saw me this morning, why do you want to see me again in the evening?"

Master of Nothingness is so eager to meet someone.

It is indeed rare in today's world.

Ming Jing scratched his bald head and said embarrassedly, "In the afternoon, after delivering food to Master Xuwu, I held the young lady's scriptures and recited them, and the master overheard me by chance."

Ming Jing could never forget how Master Xuwu, like a man losing his composure, held up those pieces of paper and read them several times in one breath, then laughed out loud, looking up to the sky and exclaiming, "So that's how it is."

He knew that the item came from Miss Su, so he ordered him to invite the girl away quickly.

If it weren't for the title of Master and the fact that there were so many people in the yard, Mingjing was very sure that Master Xuwu would come over regardless of anything.

"Okay!" Su Manman didn't hesitate.

After packing everything, she went to Master Xuwu's meditation room again.

As soon as she left, the news spread to the front yard.

Old Madam Zhou could no longer sit still and paced back and forth in the room excitedly.

This girl is really amazing.

In the morning, she went to see Master Void.

At noon, their lunch changed.

It was almost dark, but Master Xuwu actually came to find her to discuss Buddhist scriptures.

Seeing him twice in one day, what an honor, who can match it?

Madam Zhou and Li Yuan looked at each other, and a hint of approval flashed in the eyes of both old people.

"This girl is someone who can get things done."

"With a daughter like this, the future of the Lin family will have to change."

When Su Manman stepped into the door of the Zen room, the stern Master Xuwu no longer pretended.

"Girl, where did this scripture come from?" he asked anxiously.

For so many years, he has been compiling a peerless scripture, but unfortunately he encountered a bottleneck and could never understand some of the Buddhist principles.

He was extremely distressed about this.

Therefore, he decided to travel around the world and experience all the sufferings of the world so that he could attain enlightenment and achieve success.

Who would have thought that when he read the scriptures she had written just now, the meaning within them was like a hand, gently stirring his thoughts.

All these years, he suddenly understood the Buddhist Sanskrit that he had been struggling with.

At that moment, he started writing, and wrote more than twenty words in one go.

These contents provide a deeper analysis and interpretation of the original Buddhist scriptures, making them easier for people to understand and recite.

Master Xuwu was very excited and quickly went to find the girl.

"I got a book by chance and just wrote down some things." Su Manman really wanted to tell him.

Master of Nothingness, this book is your famous work ten years later.

However, she copied down some of the content in advance to remind him.

He has a high level of comprehension, so he understands it immediately.

"Where's the book?"

"I found it by chance and lost it again." She answered frankly.

"Can you remember more?" he asked impatiently.

"I still remember a little."

"Come to my place tomorrow and write some more." He invited without hesitation.

"My mother is alone in the front yard chanting scriptures, and I want to accompany her."

"Tell your mother to come along."

"My great aunt is old, and she also likes to chant Buddhist scriptures. We can't leave her alone."

Master Xuwu frowned, as if he had made a great decision. "Tell your great aunt to come as well. The four of us will discuss Buddhist scriptures together."