He was silent for a while, his palm fell and turned to look at the dirt behind him: "I just find my way home, I shouldn't entangle with her, I don't regret converting to Buddhism in this life, and Miss Lu, she will have a safe life with children and grandchildren in the future, which is also my blessing to her." ” Lingxi turned to his side and looked at the delicate monk: "Is it really left behind the feelings of more than ten years?"
” "It's not that the past is forgotten, it's that it's not clinging to."
At this time, he said with a pale face: "Donor, I should go back to my room for evening class and say goodbye." ” "Hey, I'm not done yet!"
She frowned and turned her head, but saw that he was gone.
At this time, Lu Qinglian suddenly rushed out and stopped the little monk with a smile: "Fei Huan, I'm looking for you." ” The little monk looked at her, and there was not much change between his eyebrows: "Miss Lu, hello." ” Lu Qinglian was still smiling, and said with an innocent and beautiful face: "I'm not good at all, it's okay for you to go back with me." ” The little monk smiled with a smile between his eyebrows at this time: "Miss Lu said that she was joking, the poor monk has already joined the Buddha's disciples, how can she go with the girl." ” Lu Qinglian bit her lip, with a smile in her eyes: "Zhou Feihuan, I don't believe that you have no feelings for me!"
” "The poor monk is relieved, there is no more Zhou Feihuan in this world."
With that, he avoided her hopeful gaze at this time, turned around and started to leave.
"Why?"
Lu Qinglian stood in place, looking at his back as he left in a daze, although he didn't cry, his face was sad.
Lingxi walked to the place where he had just watered, put his fingers in the soil and rummaged through it, thinking that he had just planted a seed, but he found that what was in the soil was just a small pebble.
Who would plant stones, he is too strange!
Chu walked over at this time, and handed over the handkerchief with a light face: "Why don't you go and ask Master Shi Dao'an?"
” Lingxi took the handkerchief and stood up, smiling at him: "Yes, it's time to ask Master Shi Dao'an." ” At this time, Yan Jinchao was standing by the wall of the courtyard, with confusion in his eyes, one was stubborn, the other was a monk, what happened between these two people?
Lingxi walked up to him: "Little Hou Ye, please take Qinglian to rest for a while." ” Yan Jinchao nodded: "That's no problem." ” Lu Qinglian walked over at this time and clasped her fists and saluted: "Miss Situ, thank you very much." ” Lingxi nodded and smiled at her, and looked at Forsythia at this time: "You should go with you!"
The King of the Northwest and I went to the master. ” Forsythia nodded, and at this time, Lu Luo also followed Yan Jinchao, leaving Chu Liangxuan and Lingxi alone.
He asked, "Why do you insist on the girl's business?"
” Lingxi walked with a smile: "Qinglian, she is far away from the south of the Yangtze River, and she is not familiar with life, so I just met her again, so help her!"
” Chu Ling's eyes were deep at this time, and the corners of his lips under the mask were slightly sarcastic: "Pingshui meets and helps each other, what thing have you done since this king met you and was not purposeful?"
And now you have to talk to me about kindness, in this Shangjing City, everyone will be kind, but you won't. ” After listening to his words, Lingxi's heart suddenly cooled, but then he smiled in a daze: "His Royal Highness the King of the Northwest understands me after all, but he knows that my purpose is not pure, and at this time, I am still helping to abuse, and His Royal Highness is not much better." ” Chu was not shocked, and his eyes swept from her eyebrows to look ahead: "I don't know why, after seeing the battlefield killing straightforwardly, I am actually quite interested in these deceptions, maybe this is the reason why this king wants to deal with you!"
” She took a deep breath, her eyebrows confused: "Thank you, Your Highness, for telling me the reason." ” Passing by a few guarded places, Chu took out his waist card and easily let him enter.
The place where Shi Dao'an lives is a golden temple Buddha hall, since he lived down, the entire courtyard here has been taken care of by him and his disciples, so at this time he has been walking outside the golden hall, and there is no servant.
At this time, the sun has set, the golden swallow returns, the sky gradually darkens, the whole golden hall except for a few candles accompanied by the Buddha, is the golden Buddha platform in front of you.
The only place where there are voices is the right side hall.
Lingxi and Chu glanced at each other, and looked at the side hall in the tent: "There seems to be someone." ” The corners of Chu's lips said indifferently: "When you go in, you will know who it is." ” She frowned, as if he knew who it was!
Lingxi stood outside the tent and coughed lightly and said, "Master Shi Dao'an, I am Lingxi, can I come in?"
” As soon as her words fell, the curtain was opened, and Shi Daoan stood behind the rope that pulled the curtain and smiled at her: "I knew you were coming." ” Lingxi looked at him respectfully and smiled at the carved fence inside, and there seemed to be a person sitting, so he asked, "Does the master have any guests?"
” Shi Daoan nodded slightly.
Lingxi pointed his finger behind him slightly: "This is my friend, will we disturb the master's guests when we go in." ” "You know the guests, come in!"
Shi Dao'an looked at Chu behind her at this time, and the corners of his lips smiled silently: "His Royal Highness the Northwest King has come down, and the poor monks are welcome." ” Chu looked at Shi Dao'an and said, "I'm afraid that the killing on my body will be too heavy and disturb the purity of Buddhism." ” Shi Daoan shook his head with a slight smile, and his tone was ethereal: "Even if you are sentient beings, there is no difference." ” Chu Xiangxuan sneered, and didn't want to listen to Shi Dao'an talk about these Buddhist principles, so he walked into the tent.
Lingxi bypassed the fence at this time, and as soon as he turned around, he saw the so-called acquaintance of Shi Dao'an.
He was dressed in plain gauze at this time, his hair was half-tied and half-tied with a blue ribbon, his eyebrows and eyes were elegant and noble, and his bronzed skin was like a fine sculpture in the light.
At this time, he was holding a thin pen in his hand, and under the tip of the pen was a half-copied Huayan Sutra, and it was not difficult to find that he seemed to do this kind of thing often.
Lingxi stepped back a little unsteadily, but at this moment, a pair of hands behind her happened to be placed on her waist to hold her steady.
She turned her head to look at him, and said softly with a smile between her eyebrows, "Surprised?"
” Chu's rugged gaze carried his unique indifference, and from his eyes, Lingxi knew that he really knew that the person sitting here was Chu Juechen.
He just told himself directly, or if he just wanted to see her reaction.
Lingxi turned his head in panic and watched Chu Juechen walk forward.
The assassins of Yangcheng Pass, was he sent them?
She walked over to the table and met his gaze, a bitter chuckle on her lips.
That chase was so real, and that dream was so terrifying, did he want to kill himself?
After all, the entire Jin Kingdom can be destroyed, what is she just one?