The extremely clever girl muttered, "This Western Xia Li Wangyuan is really far worse than the emperor, and he can't even clean up his body."

The old monk turned around, "The body of the Xixia soldiers is not here."

The girl glared, "The emperor will even clean up the enemy's corpses, saying that this will cause a plague. Li Wangyuan really doesn't understand anything."

Then he shook his head and said, "Don't talk about him, don't talk about him."

The old monk smiled and shook his head, "If you don't say it in your mouth, you will say it in your heart. It's like there is no Buddha in your mouth, and there is a Buddha in your heart. It's good and wonderful."

The little girl also jumped off the turtle's back and gathered up corpses, "That's, Master, I want to become a Bodhisattva!"

The old monk stopped talking.

In the night, the old and the young are busy and gradually parting.

The smart girl kept muttering, "I don't say you, I don't miss you. When Master said I miss you, I think of Bodhisattvas, but I can't do it! I have never seen a real Bodhisattva. Where does Bodhisattva have you in my heart so blood and flesh? But you and your sister... Amitabha, Amitabha, bah, bah, bah, don't talk about you, don't talk about you..."

It was getting brighter and two fires outside the city started.
Chapter completed!