"White Snake!" Fahai scolded Qingqing before he made a move, but he was straight to Bai Mao Nu through Qingqing, "Think about it yourself, Xu Xuanzan will really be willing to go back with you? If he doesn't have doubts about you, how can he come to this Jinshan Temple with me to practice!"

"That must have been captured by you with a spell!" Bai Mao Nu took a step forward, his black hair dancing with the wind blowing and swaggering, "My husband and I are very affectionate, and I am willing to come to this Jinshan Temple with you, and I will believe your nonsense!"

"Very good!" Fahai drank again, walked down the stone steps in front of the temple as he spoke, walked straight a few steps towards the slave, and stopped at a short distance and not near a distance, "Think about it yourself, did Xu Xuanzan ever be suspicious of you?" The Taoist chief who was teased by you in front of Chengtian Temple, the willow leaf boat that was speeding on the lake of Jinshan in Zhenjiang, and the frightened person who fell into the water woke up and returned home...... Pile pile by piece in his heart, he just didn't say it. How can he not doubt, how can he be willing to go back with you after learning the truth about your 'demon body'!" A Buddha name is recited in the mouth, the long mind is out of the mouth, and the clear thoughts fall in the heart.

"Well...... heart was instigated, and the coquettish words shocked Mao Nu subconsciously retreated.

Fahai is true to his words. In addition to these, there are some things that he did not say. For example, the appearance at the birthday banquet of the king's mother, the appearance of the little cousin, the public was unintentionally informed...... Mao Nu was in a trance, and his eyes suddenly flashed the suspicious and slanderous face when Xu Xuanzan questioned himself that night.

She may never understand the mind of the Buddha, and she is still exploring the true meaning of the Tao, but Xu Xuanzan ...... That's her official, her beloved, and she knows everything about him?

She was separated from him for a full 1,700 years, and she was also separated from 1,700 years of loyal love. After years ago, he could trust her without any bottom line, he could tolerate all the deceptions she brought him again and again, he could break out of the cage of world reason and morality for her without hesitation, and he could not care about her demon body, and he was willing to give up his life to cultivate with her for a hundred years...... So why can't he break through this unbreakable secular common sense chapter after being reincarnated so many times, and find the unswerving loyal love of Qingyuan for the illusion in the past?

Heh, too...... She wants to rebel against the sky, why should she pull him to accompany her!

"Sister, sister!"

In a trance, Mao Nu suddenly felt that someone around her was hugging her. When I looked sideways, I saw that it was Qingqing.

Qingqing saw that Mao Nu suddenly fell into deep thought, afraid that she would lose her temper, so he pushed her to wake her up. Gazing at her eyes, she saw that the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were all cocoon and complicated, and a trace of coldness in her heart slowly rose: "Sister, you have changed." Qingqing sneered, "It's become very different from you before!" She flicked her sleeves, "You used to be more happy and hateful...... But now!For the sake of a stinky man, you have become cautious everywhere, always on guard, looking forward and backward, and timid!" At this shallow breath, a touch of murderous light rose in his cool eyes, "Give him here to mourn the heavens and pity people and be sentimental, it is better to raise the sword to kill him and let him be all over the monks!"

"What a brutal maid!" Fahai was also anxious, a touch of ruthlessness flashed between his eyebrows, his eyes were precipitated, and his voice was cold, "For the sake of cause and effect, I didn't want to embarrass you." Don't force me to take you first!"

The body of the abbot of Jinshan Temple seems to always carry an unearthly and unfathomable majesty. Don't say that the 800-year-old Taoist Qingqing is beside him, such an aura, even Bai Mao Nu, who has more than 1,700 years of cultivation, does not dare to get close.

After this monk who seemed to be forever peaceful and peaceful, he drank suddenly, and Qingqing involuntarily loosened the slender fingers holding the hilt of the sword. I only cared about palpitations, but I didn't hear the words very clearly.

"Enough Qing'er......" At this moment when he didn't know where to go, he suddenly saw Bai Maonu turning his head sideways, and his heart was down, "Let's go back." He glanced at the three-character plaque of Jinshan Temple, which was the words that were spit out after his teeth were bitten and crushed.

"What?" Hearing this, Qingqing couldn't help but suddenly burst out, and the surprise was far greater than the frustration that could not be done.

The autumn wind was blowing, and I saw that the face of the slave was precipitated with the thin ice crystals of Layue West Lake, and the sadness and resentment were wrapped in the corners of the eyebrows and eyes. Suddenly, she was already cold and disheartened, her tone was not wavering, and she was lost in her soul: "Fahai is right, I can't see my true face and love my beauty, is this kind of love full of coercion and deception really what I want?"

This sentence is too profound, because there are confusions and complexities that are exclusive to "people" inside and outside, and for Qingqing, who is a demon in this life and is too shallow in the world, it sounds like the mystery is infinite and incomprehensible.

"Huh. Qingqing sighed and tossed in his mouth, "When Xu Xuanzan was reluctant to ask you because of the words of the king's master's cousin, I scolded him for not caring about others, but came to reason with you. You also asked him if the relationship between husband and wife was like this, because of a few gossips from others, there was a gap and fragility...... These are the words now, sister. She frowned, and laughed again, "Should I ask you again?" The thin smile and shallow coldness chilled a previously fiery heart.

Another gust of wind rose, and the steep autumn wind was mixed with a small sadness of sighing. A few petals of Kunhuang flowers and leaves were blown by the wind, sticking to the hook flowers on the slender jade shoulders of Bai Mao Nu, and the edges were already withered, and it could not help itself.

With a low sigh, Bai Maonu paused for a few moments, and then slowly said: "Since the official's heart is no longer in me, it is not easy for us to force it at this time." The person has returned, but the soul has not returned, what's the use?" frowned lightly and looked at Qing'er, "Let's go back first! Find an opportunity to have a good chat with the officials." It seemed to be the most helpless relief, and his soft eyes darkened a little, "I hope that the officials can change their minds......"

This explanation is also reasonable and clear. Qingqing was originally a resentful slave, but in the final analysis, this resentment also stemmed from Ruzhi's distress. Now I heard her explain this, but I couldn't say anything more.

The love in the world is scattered, and Qingqing is not as transparent as her sister. But sometimes, somehow, she has the illusion that she is ...... It seems that it has long been explored and understood, and it is only when it is necessary that there is no interest in all of these loves. What's more, even when she heard anyone talk about it, she couldn't help but subconsciously despise it. Including the White Slave.

Falling red and ruthless, Ling Ye silent, in this faint early autumn burial ground buried in the great sorrow, a white and a green two figures slowly dissipated, like the most lonely sunset, slowly blown away by the cool night breeze gently and ruthlessly.

Facing the direction of the two sisters' disappearance, Fahai raised his head, half-closed his eyes that had precipitated a lot of wisdom, and opened them again after a while.

He didn't turn around and go back to the temple immediately, but he was the only one who silently stood alone in front of the rarely populated Jinshan Temple at this time, and he had sunk and vicissitudes for a long time.

But I don't know what I am sinking and what I am vicissitudes of......

Fate is unpredictable.

Once upon a time, when Fahai was not Fahai, the green snake was not a green snake...... Zeng Yudian Qionggong is greedy and drunk and charming, and the moon is prosperous in the west cupboard!

It's just, it's just...... Later, the ancient temple Qing cultivators, pillow scroll chanting sutra and listening to the rain lying meditation room!

If you want to say that you are still resting, if you want to say that you are still resting, your dream is over......

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The sky was dark, and the dark blue clouds and mist were faintly visible in the deep and vast night sky, and the moonlight swooped down.

The people on the edge are like the moon, and the frost and snow are condensed on the wrists. Bai Mao Nu stood alone in front of the moon court, squinting at the moonlight that sky soaked the entire small courtyard.

A pair after a pair is a beautiful thing. Without Xu Xuanzan by his side, he was empty, leaving only one Bai Mao slave, even if he was an impeccable and perfect jade, I am afraid that it would be difficult to continue to be brilliant and pleasing to the eye!

Mo Dao is sad and hateful, and he pays for the bagpipes, which is full of sadness and loneliness, spending time and the past, and more affectionate personal memories...... Things are not people, and there is no place around the unchanging scenery that does not exude the charm of love, and this sense of nostalgia suddenly reveals the deep sadness in the heart of the slave.

Qingqing leaned against the window of the bamboo building and looked condescendingly at the distracted Bai Mao slave, and Baiwei suddenly had some amusement and some doubts in his heart.

She knew that her sister would never be able to return to her sister when she didn't go down to Qingcheng Mountain, and she herself was afraid that she would no longer be the original Qingqing......

Love is really a weapon to hurt people, she can't understand why there are so many people, demons, and even gods who are desperate to knock their heads and break their blood, and scramble to be the moths that put out the fire?

Or rather...... Why does she seem to be the only one who is indifferent to this love?

Not interested, not disgusted, just insensitive. It seems that it has already been experienced, it seems that it has already been injured and killed, and the soul has been burned, and with the painful experience of the past, the right people have forged the youth without joy and sorrow today!

After practicing for a hundred years, she deeply understands that everything has antecedent causes and effects, and her state of mind will inevitably be the result of the causes of that previous events.

"Antecedent Cause and Effect ......"

Thinking of this, Qingqing suddenly came back to his senses. When he followed his sister to Jinshan in the day, the abbot Fahai Zen Master also seemed to mention this "antecedent cause and effect" and mentioned it to himself.

At that time, she was flustered, and she didn't hear his words clearly. Now that I look back on it, it seems that the wisps are always impregnated with a little indescribable strangeness. Not only was it strange, but she felt about him......

Unclear, unclear, faintly visible, difficult to give up, it seems to be dependent, but it is better to be familiar...... Is this the love that my sister said? Although Qingqing doesn't understand what this love is, she clearly understands in her heart that this is not.

It's just that the tree has roots and water has a source, what kind of cause and what kind of fruit does it bear?

The sky is windy, the night is bright and the stars are scarce.

Two creatures in snake skin, one up and down, one floor and one courtyard, spent the night alone blowing cold wind and bathing in frost and dew.

Sluggish, speechless all night.