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The Tyrant Father's Pampered Daughter

Chapter 447 - 447 This Monk Called Kongjue

447 This Monk Called Kongjue

The news that Gu Nuo’er and the others had gone up the mountain to play and accidentally discovered a demon-locking cave had already spread throughout the capital.

Somewhere deep in the mountains in the suburbs of the capital, there was an extremely poor temple with few incense offerings.

Two novice monks were sweeping the floor. A monk with delicate features was sitting under the corridor, gently knocking on the wooden fish and chanting scriptures.

At this moment, another monk rushed over from outside.

“Kongjue, bad news. The array formation you personally drew to suppress the demon fox a few years ago has been broken.”

The knocking on the wooden fish did not stop. This monk called Kongjue was still as calm as water.

He said calmly, “Karma and reincarnation are arranged by the heavens.”

The monk slapped his thigh. “The demon fox is also dead. I heard that someone skinned her. However, do you know who discovered your array?”

Kongjue didn’t answer. Clearly, he wasn’t interested.

However, the other party said, “It was Princess Yaoguang, Gu Nuo’er, your younger sister.”

The knocking on the wooden fish suddenly stopped.

Kongjue opened his eyes. His eyes which had neither emotions nor desires seemed to be shrouded with a long-lasting mist.

“It was her?”

“That’s right! What a coincidence. Back then, you spent a lot of effort to seal the demon fox. Who knew that today, it would be destroyed by your biological sister?!

“Fortunately, the demon fox is already dead. Otherwise, it would be a big problem to let it wreak havoc in the world. However, there’s something I want to ask. You’ve been cultivating in this poor temple for many years. Aren’t you bored?”

Kongjue looked at him. “How can I be bored when I have Buddha in my heart?”

The monk sighed. He took off the outer layer of his cassock, folded it, and placed it beside Kongjue.

“Kongjue, I admire you for being able to see through the mortal world and live a tough life here despite being the seventh prince. However, I can’t do this anymore. I miss the things in the secular world, so I’ll have to say goodbye to you here.”

Kong Jue lowered his eyes and didn’t say anything.

He had always been indifferent to relationships. The time for different people to come and go was all destined.

When the time came, there was no reason why people gathered or split ways.

The monk shook his head and turned to the door.

The two novice monks couldn’t bear to part with him and ran over. “Master Hanwu, don’t go. We can’t bear to part with you.”

Hanwu lowered his head and looked at the two children who were about five or six years old.

He then looked at the abstinent Kongjue, who was under the corridor.

“Let me say one last thing. Kongjue, even if you want to cultivate diligently yourself, no one can stop you. However, you should at least think about these two children, Shuyi and Shu’er.

“Back then, when they were abandoned in the mountains, you picked them up and raised them. But have you ever thought if they really wanted to be monks?

“Kongjue. Only by entering the world and experiencing the vicissitudes of life will you have a chance to say if you’ve seen through the mortal world. Otherwise, when you’re in the deep mountains every day, seeing only the breeze and the moon, what you’ve seen through isn’t the secular world. It’s just a way for you to avoid the world.

Hanwu said earnestly, “Even if you don’t think about yourself, you should think for Shuyi and Shu’er. They are still growing up. Our temple is deep in the mountains.

“We don’t have any incense or offerings either. The rice jars in the kitchen are already empty. If you don’t want to go hungry, find an opportunity to bring them down the mountain to solicit alms.”

After saying that, Hanwu left.

The two novice monks cried and chased for a while before returning with tears in their eyes.

They gathered around Kongjue and shook his sleeves.

“Master, Master, Master Hanwu has really left.”

“Master… Shu’er is hungry…”

Kongjue looked at the two children in front of him.

Sighing ripples appeared in emotionless eyes.