He only noticed the sorrow and grief of the woman in front of him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Jun Yiwei walked over and called softly, "Chan'er." ”

Lin Langyue heard Jun Yiwei's gentle and concerned voice, and the tears that she had been holding back flowed down suddenly, she snorted, her eyes were red, and she said in a choked voice: "Jun Yiwei, my mother, my mother has an accident." Do you know a good doctor?"

Jun Yi hesitated slightly, and then hesitated and said, "Chan'er." My junior brother has been absent for the last few days. ”

Lin Langyue was stunned, reluctantly pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled bitterly: "Then I, then I'll go first." ”

And when he spoke, he turned his horse's head and left.

Jun Yiwei hurriedly grabbed her: "Chan'er, I have another way." ”

Lin Langyue pulled the horse to a stop and looked at Jun Yiwei.

Jun Yiwei didn't say anything more, just flew on the horse.

"Drive!"

"Jun Yiwei, where are you taking me?"

Jun Yiwei's hand wrapped around Lin Langyue's waist, Lin Langyue felt the temperature of his body, and leaned slightly and asked.

Obviously, now shouldn't be the time to be shy, but Lin Langyue's earlobes turned slightly red.

Jun Yiwei took her into his arms and said, "Don't move." ”

With that, he waved his whip, quickened his speed, and sped away towards the outskirts.

A quaint little temple stands atop a mist-shrouded hill.

Jun Yi stopped slightly, he jumped off the horse first, and then Lin Langyue followed.

Lin Langyue jumped down with his hand and said lightly: "Where is this?"

She naturally believed that Jun Yiwei would not scold her, but now, it was really difficult for her to have any emotions in her heart.

It seems that she is too sad, so she is now calm in her heart, and this calmness makes her unable to lift any strength.

Jun Yi took Lin Langyue's hand slightly, and said comfortingly: "He should be on the mountain, I'll take you up." It won't take much time. ”

Lin Langyue replied lightly.

So Jun Yiwei picked her up and carried her to the mountain.

The mountain is far from what Lin Langyue saw outside the mountain, it is ordinary, and there is no difference from any ordinary mountain.

There is a thick fog in the mountains, and all the scenery is blurry, ethereal, like a fairyland, but it is too vivid and lively, it is actually the world.

Jun Yiwei's speed was really fast, and it only took half an hour to reach the top of the mountain.

He took Lin Langyue and stopped in front of the small temple.

"This is it. Jun Yi said slightly.

"Let's go inside. ”

Lin Langyue responded lightly and followed him towards the temple.

Before he entered the temple, an old monk greeted him.

Lin Langyue looked at Jun Yiwei with an inquiring eye, and asked silently, "Is it him?"

This old monk is really funny, and he doesn't have the slightest bit of a master outside the world, and he looks like a fairy wind and bones.

He had a big belly, oily, and red.

A large nose took up almost half of his face, his mouth was surprisingly small, his eyes were scattered and long, large, but half-squinted, and a pair of figure-eight eyebrows grew wantonly on his face.

Jun Yi nodded slightly at Lin Langyue, and then looked at the old monk and said in surprise: "I have someone to ask you for help with a matter of life, but I didn't expect you to be so anxious." ”

The old monk smiled at Jun Yi, obviously, the two knew each other very well.

But when he saw Lin Langyue, his face suddenly became serious.

The old monk opened his mouth and said, "Amitabha." Female benefactor, the poor monk already knows why you came, but this person is not something that the poor monk can save. ”

"Why?" Lin Langyue's eyes widened anxiously.

The old monk shook his head, folded his hands, and said the Buddha's name, before he continued: "Does the female benefactor know that there is a truth that there is a gain and a loss?"

Lin Langyue's heart was shocked when she heard this, and her face became pale, since she was reborn, the biggest secret was actually revealed by this old monk today?

Who the hell is he?

Lin Langyue still wanted to ask, but the old monk shook his head at her and looked at Jun Yiwei.

"Lord Donor, you should recuse yourself from this matter. ”

Jun Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't say much.

He glanced at Lin Langyue soothingly, but turned to leave.

"Monk, can you say it?" After Jun Yiwei left, Lin Langyue suddenly calmed down.

The monk smiled again and said, "The poor monk is called Fortune." The female benefactor is called a poor monk and a monk. But...".

Monk Fuyuan glanced at Lin Langyue again, and saw that her face was calm, so he smiled and said again: "But come to think of it, the female donor doesn't have time to care about these at this time." Then the poor monk gets straight to the point. The female benefactor thinks that the world in which the poor monks and the female benefactor, as well as tens of millions of people and nobles, live, is it real?"

"Monk Fuyuan," Lin Langyue looked at him calmly, "Are you trying to tell me that this world, including you, me, and him, is fake?"

Monk Fuyuan smiled and shook his head: "What about the truth, what about the fake." If the poor monk says that this place is fake, won't the female benefactor not live? It's fair. ”

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

The poor monk thought that the female benefactor was reborn, and he should understand it very well. ”

Lin Langyue looked at him in shock, and suddenly sneered: "Monk, what do you mean by this? If you don't want to save my mother, you won't save me, why do you need to use this to ridicule me, why delay me here to find a doctor for my mother!"

In fact, at this time, Lin Langyue's heart already believed the monk's words, she just stiffened her mouth, she didn't believe that she had killed her mother.

After all, what a pain!

Monk Fuyuan gave Lin Langyue a Buddha name, shook his head and sighed: "The poor monk is really powerless. Not only the poor monks, but now even the initiator is powerless. Female donor, you should do it yourself!"

With that, he turned and left.

Although Lin Langyue was in a complicated mood and was ethereal for a while, she quickly grasped the key words in Monk Fuyuan's words at this time.

"Monk, what do you mean?

Monk Fuyuan didn't look back, he walked faster and faster, and Lin Langyue caught up.

But just around the corner, the monk Fuyuan disappeared.

Lin Langyue looked around, but still didn't find him.

She bit her lip and calculated the time, knowing that she had to go back to the Lin Mansion immediately, or think of other ways to save Mrs. Lin.

She refused to believe the monk's words.

It's just, nonsense!

Lin Langyue turned around and was about to leave, but at this time, the voice of the monk Fuyuan came from afar: "Female benefactor, the poor monk advises you again, this matter is not something you can manage." ”

Lin Langyue sneered, she looked in the direction where the voice came from and shouted: "So the master is really merciful? Even if I, Lin Langyue, kill the person you care about, you won't be half moved?"