The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy - Chapter 1682 - Marry Me, Please? (Part Twelve)
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Chapter 1682 - Marry Me, Please? (Part Twelve)

Chapter 1682: Marry Me, Please? (Part Twelve)

After Mo Fei left B City, Qian Yikun had set off to South Africa, only because Gu Juexi told him that there might be another reason Ye Cong was pursuing Mo Fei other than the fact that she killed his father.

Only by finding the real reason could he solve this problem. Only then, could Mo Fei stop hiding.

He was the only person who could solve this.

The five peaks of Mount Wutai towered above the clouds. There was no forest at the top of the mountain, and the peaks looked like they were made of mounds of earth. Therefore, that was how the name came by.

However, there were not many visitors to Mount Wutai in winter.

Once she arrived in Mount Wutai, Mo Fei met up with Bai Ying, who was having tea with one of the Venerable Ones at the monastery. In the peak of winter, it was colder at the peak of the mountain than at the foot of the mountain. Every breath that got exhaled would be accompanied by a white mist.

There was still the sound of bells in the distance, and Mo Fei could not help but straighten up and act like a proper lady.

“Madam Bai, Venerable One.” Mo Fei put her palms together and greeted them sincerely.

The senior monk was about forty years old and wore a dark gray winter robe. Mo Fei remembered hearing that even monks had to graduate from universities. Therefore, it did not surprise her that the senior monk wore a pair of golden-framed gla.s.ses. His slightly plump face seemed rather chubby, making him look like Happy Buddha.

The senior monk nodded slightly. He lifted his head and looked at Mo Fei. As for what was going on with Mo Fei, Bai Ying told the monk everything.

“Since you’re here, you have to wash away your sins. Benefactor, why don’t you go to the main hall and recite Buddhist scriptures?” the Venerable One said with a smile.

Mo Fei paused. She was not really here to become ordained.

Furthermore, when she said that she had sinned, she was mocking herself. It did not mean that she would accept it coming out of someone else’s mouth.

“Jia Jing, please lead our Benefactor to the temple hall.” The Venerable One did not wait for Mo Fei’s reb.u.t.tal and called his disciple over.

Bai Ying did not say anything throughout the entire process. Mo Fei was too lazy to argue.

After Mo Fei was led away, Bai Ying slowly said, “What she did shouldn’t be that great a sin. This child is quite pitiful, too.”

“Madam Bai, slaughtering living beings is the first of all evils. Perhaps only by cleansing her sins can she regain what she lost. This is karma as causality. For example, Madam Bai led her here,” explained the Venerable One.

Meanwhile, Mo Fei had been brought to the temple hall. At this moment, there were rows of young novice monks chanting sutras on both sides. In the middle of the temple hall knelt a woman. She had her hands put together and was chanting piously.

Mo Fei raised her head and looked at the huge gilded Buddha. Taking a deep breath, she silently knelt on the cus.h.i.+on before the Buddha.

After the woman next to her finished chanting the Heart Sutra, she stopped to look at Mo Fei. Mo Fei, who was not wearing her mask, revealed her true appearance. She placed her palms together and her eyes were closed. It was unclear if she was really chanting the scriptures or if she was just s.p.a.cing out.

The woman’s gaze was so direct that Mo Fei opened her eyes to look at the woman.

Mo Fei did not know what to say.

She could not tell the woman’s exact age. Mo Fei thought that she must be from a rather wealthy family. Otherwise, how could she have maintained her looks so well?

“Why are you here chanting scriptures at such a young age?” the woman asked gently.

“I’ve killed too many people. I’m here to atone for my sins.” After saying that, Mo Fei saw the woman’s expression change. After all, who would talk about killing someone that casually?

Mo Fei was not angry at the woman’s shocked response. After all, it was within her expectation. “What about you? Why are you here?”

“I pray for my daughter. I hope that she’ll always be safe and sound.” As the woman spoke, her emotions in her eyes became more obscure.

Mo Fei let out an indifferent “oh” before continuing to s.p.a.ce out in front of the Buddha statue.

However, the woman continued to look at Mo Fei from the side. It was unclear whether she was looking at her or trying to see something else through her.