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Chapter 275: Don’t Touch the Fox’s Tail (2)

Shi Qi was so tired that he closed his eyes and fell asleep in a daze.

By the time I was woken up, it was already a cool night in late autumn.

Nan'an Temple.

As soon as he got off the car, a cold wind blew and Shi Qi shivered. He pulled his thin inner lining closer and hugged his chest with his hands to keep himself warm.

Being demoted is really uncomfortable. Not to mention the people who were there to pick you up, even the temple gates were closed.

Under the moonlight, the shadows of the trees were dancing and rustling. For some reason, this temple made people feel particularly eerie.

"A-choo!" Shi Qi felt a lump in his nose, he must have caught a cold.

Shi Qi calmed himself down and walked to the gate of the temple.

There are two stone lions guarding the gate on both sides. The mahogany gate has been exposed to wind and sun for a long time, and some places have lost their color.

Shi Qi raised his hand and gently shook the bracelet on the door.

“Boom…Boom…Boom”

After a long time, no one came.

Finally, before her next sneeze came, the door was slowly opened.

"You are the one who was banished, right? Come with me." A nun in robes said softly.

The nun's name is Hai'an. She is an insignificant minor character in the novel and a snob.

When the original owner first entered the temple, he exploited and looked down on her in various ways. But when he knew that the heroine had returned to the palace, he became very attentive and flattering to her.

However, the original owner was of a dull character and not good at speaking, so he did not pursue the matter any further.

The book does not go into much detail about the original owner's time in the temple, but mainly focuses on describing the original owner's return to the palace later.

But it was not difficult for Shi Qi to guess that the original owner had been demoted, and Su Xiaoxiao would be reborn soon, so she could probably foresee her own...hard life in the temple.

Just change the name to "Those Years of Suffering in the Nunnery".

Shi Qi's arms felt a little sore, so he rubbed them and nodded: "Yeah."

There was no need for her to negotiate nicely with such a person.

Anyway, no matter what she said, she would have a hard time...

"Don't think about rising to prominence now that you're here, and don't expect to have people serve you or bring you meals. There are no royal concubines in Nan'an Temple, and there's no such thing as becoming a phoenix by flying up a tree. From now on, you'll stay in the East Garden, responsible for washing clothes, cooking, and other daily chores."

"When you get over here, Master Huikong will teach you what to do."

Hai'an walked in front without even turning his head, his tone full of sarcasm and dislike towards Shi Qi.

Shi Qi rubbed his hands and nodded symbolically: "Well, I understand."

"The nun has bestowed you with a Dharma name, but you are not qualified to see her yet, so I will tell you first. From now on in this temple, even if you are Qingxin, you should call others by your Dharma name." Hai'an said, continuing to turn the Buddhist beads in his hand, looking like a master.

Shi Qi: "..."

Pure heart? Does it mean to make her pure-hearted and free from desires?

"Now that you are here, don't think about court affairs or love affairs. Once you enter Buddhism, everything is empty. Just pray for the people here." Hai'an said, and brought Shi Qi to a large courtyard.

It’s true that although this temple looks very small from the outside, it is a truly unique place inside, with various courtyards, ancestral halls, and gardens of all sizes. It is a great place to cultivate one’s body and mind.

Hai'an brought her to Dongyuan where she was going to stay.

To put it bluntly, it is a place where people do miscellaneous work.

Shi Qi stood on tiptoe and poked his head out, trying to look at the yard through the archway, but happened to see Hai An turning around.

A sharp look swept over him, and the next second Shi Qi was slapped hard on the face.

"Hiss..." Shi Qi felt dizzy and gasped in pain.

She had caught a cold and was in poor health, so she lost her balance and fell to the ground.

Hai An was stunned when he saw the man fall to the ground, then he withdrew his hand and said coldly: "Didn't I teach you the rules? Although this is not the palace, it is not a place where you can move around freely. Humph, I just slapped you, and you are still pretending to be pitiful."

"Get up!"

Shi Qi's ears rang, and he struggled to get up, but Hai An pushed him hard again: "I'm teaching you the rules. This is a place for worshipping Buddha, not for you to laugh and have fun."

This time, Shi Qi collapsed to the ground powerlessly.

Why is my physical condition so... bad this time?

If it were normal times, she would not have suffered this in vain.

However, she was a criminal who was demoted. If she wanted to spend this period of time well, she had to be more careful.

"I...Qingxin knows, but I just caught a cold today and feel unwell. Please don't blame me."

Jing'an snorted coldly, without even looking at Shi Qi who was lying on the ground, he waved his robes and quickly left.

Shi Qi saw the people walking away and stood up by holding the wall.

But before she could stand firmly, a bucket of cold water was poured on her head.

"Wow, wow, wow..."

Shi Qi was confused and was knocked to the ground again.

The cold water droplets flowed down the hair and soaked through the lining. A gust of wind blew, and Shi Qi heard the sound of water droplets falling to the ground, and also heard the sound of his own heart breaking.

"Pure mind, right? Amitabha, this is a meeting gift. Wash it with cold water and brush away the worldly things." The woman's voice was cold, yet a little proud. One could tell from her voice that she had no good intentions.

This should be Huikong who was mentioned briefly in the original text.

He is cruel and ruthless, and likes to find fault with and abuse the heroine.

Shi Qi simply didn’t understand why these Buddhist names were given... exactly the opposite of each other?

Also...aren't nuns supposed to be kind-hearted and compassionate?

"Master Hui... Master Huikong?" Shi Qi wiped the water drops off his face with trembling hands.

"Well, you have a good memory. From now on, when you enter the East Garden, you must listen to me in everything. Okay, you look so pampered. If you don't want to be cold, come here and I will shave your hair. Finish it early and go to bed early. You really don't know how to choose the time. You disturb people's dreams in the middle of the night." After the woman in robes and monk's hat said this, she didn't pull Shi Qi down and walked straight into the house.

"Can I... not shave?" Shi Qi asked humbly.

It was just a small request from her... just a small one.

Huikong paused, turned around and sneered: "What? Are you the daughter of a famous family? Is your hair precious? Even if the queen comes, she will have to shave it for me!"

After saying that, he ignored Shi Qi.

Shi Qi was left on the water stain with a sad face.

By the time she was forced to have her ugly head shaved, it was almost dawn.

Huikong was probably too sleepy and did not find fault any more.

Shi Qi was also feeling very dizzy. He didn't even bother to look at his new hairstyle or the black hair that fell to the side. He hurried back to his cabin to get a good sleep.

As soon as I opened the door, the stench hit me in the face.

It's the kind of smell that comes from rotting wood, lack of ventilation all year round, and mold and insects.

It was a very small space, with only a tattered little bed, a relatively warm quilt, and a small round table and chairs next to it.

To be honest, the smell was too pungent. Shi Qi wanted to endure it and sit outside all night, waiting for daybreak to clean up the place.

But a gust of cold wind blew, and Shi Qi shivered all over. He quickly changed into monk's clothes and got into bed.

Only after getting into bed did she feel her stiff fingers slowly bend and her body gradually relax.

Soon, she felt drowsy and sleepy, and she wrapped herself tightly to minimize the loss of even the slightest warmth.

I couldn't help but sigh softly. She is still young and it's no use being so noble.