Strange Tales of the Ghosts - Chapter 90

[Chapter 90 Wolf husband (nineteen)]

The wet nurse of the Han residence is from out of town and has never seen Han Qingmu, so she did not know that the person who stole the child was actually a dead person, but Han Ruomei clearly understood that she did not know where the father would take the child? Don’t know how to find the father? The grief-stricken Han Ruomei had to come to Nanshan Temple alone. The little monk outside the temple door stopped her and insisted that she not enter, causing Han Ruomei to burst into tears.

“Little Master, I beg you, just let me in.”

“No, Master has an explanation. If the female benefactor comes, I won’t meet.” The little monk’s tone was firm, and he was not shaken by the woman’s pity.

For these six quiet monks, Han Ruomei had no choice. She had already guessed the reason why Master Kuhai did not let her enter the temple. It must be Xue Zhongfei who originally told Master Kuhai of her feelings for You Sheng, but Master did not. Knowing that Han Ruomei’s child was robbed, she now has no other way, and no other place to go, so she has to do the same and knelt on the steps in front of the temple again.

One hour passed, two hours passed, the night sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, the cold air in the mountains rose, and it started to rain. The rain slapped on the bodhi tree in front of the temple gate and on the wall of the temple, Han Ruomei’s whole body was soaked. The rain was dripping down her hair, and the temple door had not been opened. It was not until the next morning that the little monk opened the temple gate and was about to go down the mountain to fetch water. When he saw Han Ruomei, he exclaimed: “Girl, have you kneeled here all night?”

“Please… little master… let me see… Master Kuhai.” Han Ruomei’s eyes were faint, and she fell on the stone steps.

Seeing that the woman fainted in front of the temple, the little monk was a little flustered, and hurriedly threw the bucket and ran into the temple. After a while, several monks ran out, carried Han Ruomei in, and after settling her in the wing, boiled her. A bowl of herbal soup to remove the cold. After drinking the medicinal soup, Han Ruomei opened her eyes after a while.

“Where is this?”

“Amitabha, the bodhisattva bless you, you finally woke up, female benefactor, this is Nanshan Temple.”

“Nanshan Temple? Is Master Kuhai willing to see me?” Han Ruomei sat up with her sick body supported.

The little monk did not dare to act rashly, took a step back, and put his palms together to answer: “Good, the master has an explanation, but I can’t see the female benefactor.”

“Why? Why is this?” Thinking that she could not move Master Ku Hai after kneeling all night, Han Ruomei couldn’t help it. cry.

After thinking about it, the little monk replied: “Don’t be sad, the female benefactor. Although the master can’t tell you, he has other instructions.”

“…” Han Ruomei looked at the little monk, her tears were not dry.

“Master said, I can take you to meet the person you want to see.”

“Thank you, Master Kuhai.” Han Ruomei burst into laughter.

After Han Ruomei felt better, the little monk led her to a small pagoda in the temple. The pagoda had seven floors and was designed to be a seven-level pagoda. Wind chimes were hung in the corners. When the wind blew, a bell rang. The door was locked with a large iron lock.

“Girl, the person you want to see is in the tower. You can only talk from a distance, not close.”

“Thank you, little master.” Han Ruomei knew that this was the rule. Since You Sheng was a captured demon, how could she allow herself to be like this? It was easy to see that she was very grateful to be able to speak through the tower.

After the little monk left, Han Ruomei heard You Sheng’s voice coming from the tower, with resentment: “You are finally here?”

“I…” Suddenly, Han Ruomei didn’t know how to face You Sheng, Although Sheng was the murderer of her father and a monster, he was his own husband after all, and he was not mean to himself.

[End of This Chapter]