It is said that after Chen Wanxia said goodbye to Qunhao that day, she went to Hangzhou. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info In the past three years, she has been thinking about Song Xiaofu every moment, fantasizing about what he would look like if he was still alive, and she did not miss him less because of the passage of time, but the lovesickness became deeper and deeper. Let the sky be pitiful, finally let her see him, she finally hugged him in the twilight, and at that moment, she couldn't help but tell the people of the world happily. Now he left cruelly, and in order to avenge the murder of his mother, he buried himself in the sea. Thinking back to Song Xiaofu's every word, every moment is so warm and sweet. Now people and ghosts have different paths, everything is like a bamboo basket for water, and the sudden hope suddenly turns into bottomless despair, which makes her doubly worried.

Her heart was empty, her feet were soft, she wanted to grab something but didn't know what to catch, she wanted to cry and scream, she wanted to scold God for being so ruthless and unfair, to treat her like this and torture her. But she couldn't make a sound, she didn't have any tears, she just wanted to desperately grasp the memories - tender and intoxicating.

She walked in a stupid, stupid, stupid way—she didn't seem to see the road in front of her.

She was followed by a person, a masked person dressed in black, she was naturally Mo Qingxiu. She wanted to help her go, but she held back, and only sighed softly: "What is love? She followed Chen Wanxia, which was a matter of no reason. Song Xiaofu can inexplicably touch her heart, and Chen Wanxia also inexplicably touches her heart-Chen Wanxia is disheartened, and her heartbroken and loving appearance deeply touches her heart-Mo Qingxiu feels that this is not a reason, but this is the best reason, she thought: "I also walked like this, like this, and then ...... Gray hair on that night......"

Finally, he returned to Hangzhou.

It was a familiar place that had left her with endless joy and sadness. Chen Wanxia gradually regained her spirits - now revenge is her only spiritual support. These two **** have never closed their eyes, and they have never entered a drop of water and a mouthful of rice. She didn't feel sleepy, she didn't feel hungry, she looked better, and her face was a little more determined.

She walked straight towards the Qingyin Temple. Follow the trail to the back mountain, where Song Zi sleeps. It's the same as it was three years ago, there are no weeds around, and it's clear that someone is cleaning and taking care of it regularly. Chen Wanxia stood stunned for a moment, and suddenly cried loudly, her voice was sad and miserable, and it came out one by one.

Mo Qingxiu's heart was about to break, she took off the black cloth towel wrapped around her face and head, her white hair fluttering in the wind, and she was indescribably desolate and lonely.

The crying finally became quieter, Chen Wanxia vented for a while, and the person fainted.

Suddenly there was another person in front of the grave in the back mountain, and it was the dream master who heard the cry. Over the years, his appearance has not changed much, but he has become more solemn.

Suddenly, he froze. His eyes looked straight at Mo Qingxiu, with an indescribable expression on his face, was he surprised, stunned, ashamed, sad, and sad?......

"You ......"

Mo Qingxiu's expression was more complicated and excited than a dream. In an instant, her heart floated far and wide, at that time, at that time, she was still an innocent and warm girl......

There was bitterness in her voice, trembling slightly, she tried to keep her voice as steady as possible, but she couldn't control her feelings: "I...... I'm not dreaming......"

It turned out that the person I had been looking for was so close to Song Xiaofu, so close......

Dream Jue clasped his hands together, his eyes down and speechless, he was trying to stabilize his emotions. After more than ten years of green lantern enlightenment, the sudden appearance of her was completely wasted, and his heart was rippling and beating: "This is my wife, the gorgeous and lovely wife back then......"

In the blink of an eye, it was like a dream, and when I said goodbye, the person next to the pillow had gray hair......

She never dreamed that she would see her husband here, her heart beating uncontrollably and her face flushed, but her mood quickly stabilized. She saw that her husband had become a monk, and she knew immediately that what had happened between the three of them was a mistake that could never be undone. Her voice returned to calm: "The cycle of cause and effect, this retribution no one can run. I met the second senior brother, and he made the whole river and lake bloody storm. Today, only you and I can defeat him with our swords, you ...... We can't sit idly by, let's go find the second senior brother together, okay?"

"The poor monk has stayed away from the worldly things, the female benefactor, please go back. Dream Jue's face was expressionless.

Mo Qingxiu said: "Do you think that if you escape the empty door, your conscience will be at ease?"

Mengjue's heart trembled slightly, and said: "The poor monk has gone through the dust, and everything follows the wind." How's the peace of mind? What about peace of mind? Ah, Mitofo!"

Mo Qingxiu didn't expect that his heart was like a dry well, and he said in a daze: "You ......" and suddenly said loudly: "What about my son? Where is my son?"

Mengjue was shocked, and looked at Chen Wanxia speechlessly.

Suddenly, Mo Qingxiu was stunned.

Mother and son are connected, at this moment she fully understands why she feels very cordial when she sees Song Xiaofu, and she wants to care about him and take care of him, why Song Xiaofu's safety can tightly touch her heart, it is because he is my son, a piece of meat in my heart. Her whole body became excited, excited: "How much he looks like me, he turned out to be my son." He was so passionate, chivalrous. The sky has eyes, and he actually got the Yi Jin Sutra of Shi Niang. Haha, just for it, the three of us did something rebellious, do you know? Shi Niang is dead, she is sad to death, dead ......"

The thunder in the sky, the dream was like an electric shock, this shocking news made him sit on the ground with weak feet, "Master, the sister who is closer than her mother." Once again, he felt the weight of his sin, and it was not enough to die ten thousand times, and his heart, which thought that he had been dry and had no waves, set off a storm, and his calm and solemn face suddenly became completely bloodless, and his expression was panicked, as if he had exhausted all his life's strength before a voice came out: "Master...... What about Master?"

Mo Qingxiu said: "The master is dead, the master is so badly injured, can he still live?"

Although Mengjue had expected the answer, hearing it still made him thunder in his ears, and he couldn't even breathe: "I should have expected it, what have I done? Gone, you're all gone, leave me behind...... Master, you can't leave after a thousand mistakes, Master, the apprentice is chanting for you, you go well. No, what have I done? What can I do as your disciple?" Thinking that Shi Niang treated him as his own son, Meng Jue felt that so many years of repentance could not make up for his mistakes at all, and all he could do now was to chant and pray day and night, and Chaodu Shi Niang would go well and live happily in another world.

No, no, little blessed he is not my son, although he is cute and smart. But my son is not short-lived, he hasn't let me care, love, love, no, he's not, I haven't loved him well...... Thinking that Song Xiaofu had died in the sea, Mo Qingxiu's heart was even more painful, only to feel that the sun and moon were gone, and the whole person was desperate: "You say, say quickly, Xiaofu is not my son, you say it quickly, say it, say it......"

Dream Jue's expression gradually calmed down. Song Xiaofu is his son, and it was he who put his son, who was only full moon, at the door of Song Zi's house, and then he became a monk in Qingyin Temple. He watched his son sit, crawl, walk, and talk under the careful care of Song Tiandu's family, and began to be naughty...... Everything is growing smoothly. He ruthlessly handed over his newborn son to an honest peasant to raise, in order to let his life be peaceful and not to learn from his father. He taught his son to read and write, told him the truth of life, helped his son distinguish between good and evil, good and bad, and hoped that he would be a person with a clear conscience in the future and not learn from his father. He has earth-shattering martial arts, but he would rather take it into the coffin than teach it to his son, in order to let his son live an ordinary and quiet life and not learn from his father. Because he has realized that the truly happy people in this world are not those who seem to be infinitely beautiful, but those who live an ordinary and quiet life. But fate is playing tricks, Song Xiaofu was still involved in the rivers and lakes, and finally fell into the cliff. He was very sad, even more sad than Mo Qingxiu now, but almost three years have passed, and he has accompanied the Buddha day and night, and his heart has gradually calmed down. But at this moment, there is still deep but revealing melancholy and pain in his eyes, which makes Mo Qingxiu have no hope at all.

Recalling Song Xiaofu's voice and smile, she felt that that time was her happiest time, but she did not double it but cherished it, she kept muttering to herself: "Our son, he is so smart, do you know? I taught him to practice swords, he can learn as soon as he learns, he is so young and promising...... Why didn't you let me meet him earlier? Why didn't I teach him to practice swords earlier? This is really retribution! No, no, it was because the second senior brother killed him. I'm going to get revenge! Let's go to him for revenge. He learned the Taiyi Divine Skill of the Huashan School, and I can't beat him. ”

Dream Jue said calmly: "The poor monk is a monk, and everything is over. ”

Mo Qingxiu let out a bitter laugh and said, "Everything is over, everything is over?" Turning to Mengjue, countless white hairs seemed to be endless pain and sorrow fluttering in front of him, and she screamed hoarsely: "Then you open your eyes and look at me, look at my full head of white hair, why did you close your eyes? I'm so sad, I have gray hair overnight. But I still have hope, I still have a son, and even though you have taken him away, he will grow up and marry and have children, and I can't see it with my own eyes, but I can imagine it, and I'm still very happy...... Do you think that you can compensate for the heinous sins you have committed by fasting and reciting the Buddha? No, that is you deceiving yourself and telling you, no! The second senior brother is making waves on the rivers and lakes, don't you care? Do you still want to bring one more sin to see the master and the master? Do you think that you can make up for the sins by escaping from the world and repenting? Do you sleep peacefully at night? Is it useful to escape? It's useless, it's useless! You say, you speak, if you still remember the kindness of the master and the master, you can't watch the second senior brother do anything wrong. Why don't you speak? You don't have anything to say, do you? Ha, ha......" She was full of emotion, and suddenly she laughed again, burst into tears, and said, "Poor my son is only eighteen years old. But he is so brave and righteous...... "She seemed to see Song Xiaofu floating and sinking on the cold sea, weakly stretching out his hand and calling for help. But she and her husband just watched indifferently from the shore and watched him sink...... Her heart sank, exhausted to the extreme, and she fell beside the dream, losing consciousness.

Mengjue looked at her quietly, and there was finally a fluctuation in her eyes......

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