After that time, I haven't seen Ying Huan for a long time, and Ying Huan has never been to Qingyin Temple. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In general, she and her husband became married, and they lived a harmonious life.

The heart gradually regained its tranquility, and he thought that he would no longer be able to stir up ripples.

The days in the temple are still the same for a hundred days, but he is not bored, and he dispels delusions, and his life is probably spent in Qingyin Temple.

Father's face, in his memory, is gradually blurred, but he often remembers that when he was five years old, when his father and mother sent her here, he cried and begged his father and mother not to abandon him, his father's mother's resolute face.

It still stabs his heart.

And when the abbot shaved him, he accepted it quietly, because he had learned not to cry or make trouble.

The avenue is invisible.

Xiao Yu knows that over the years, he has completely realized that life is not just such a road, the noise is also walking, the loneliness is also walking, there is nothing to complain about.

A fortune teller's words changed not his fate, but his life.

It was a few months later when I saw Yinghuan again.

At that time, Ying Huan had a slightly bulging abdomen, accompanied by the maid mother-in-law, and went to Qingyin Temple to pray for blessings.

There are pilgrims in the temple who recognize Yinghuan, and they all praise her, she is gentle and virtuous, she is a good wife, and she will definitely be a good mother in the future.

Yinghuan, who is married to a wife, is no longer a girl, but a woman who looks gentle.

She smiled at her: "Little monk, are you still there?" ”

Xiao Yu just smiled faintly, and his hand subconsciously touched the Buddha beads.

This time his heart didn't beat, he just felt tightness in his chest.

She's doing well.

Ying Huan didn't go to Qingyin Temple for a long time, probably to raise a fetus, and it was inconvenient to walk.

Qingyin Temple is on the mountainside, and you have to walk the mountain road.

The scar on the delusional face has not faded at all as the years have grown.

Frequent pilgrims know that there is a hideous-looking monk in Qingyin Temple, who is silent and hardly speaks to pilgrims.

Day after day, he often stood in front of the gate of Qingyin Temple, the broom in his hand was changed several times, and the leaves in front of the door had fallen for several years, and he didn't know what he was waiting for.

Which father and mother left him behind and never came again?

Or is it the woman who has married and become a woman, and once added a ripple to her quiet heart?

Or, he doesn't wait for anyone, he's just lonely.

In the blink of an eye, it has been more than five years, and Yinghuan came to Qingyin Temple again with her daughter.

He subconsciously wanted to hide, for fear that the ugly scar on his face would scare the child.

Ying Huan's voice was as crisp as before: "Little monk, what are you running?" ”

The woman, who was more charming than before, held a small dot in her hand, walked in front of Xiao Yu, and still looked at him with a smile.

The warm light in her eyes suddenly made his heart wake up again.

To the surprise of Xiao Delusion, Ying Huan's daughter was not scared to cry when she saw him like other children, but put her little hands together and said to Xiao Yu with a serious face: "Amitabha." "It's all there.

There is no chance to have a gentle and virtuous wife, let alone such a well-behaved and lovely daughter.

Since that time, Yinghuan has never been to Qingyin Temple again.

Probably at home, husband and child.

I didn't think I could return to the vulgar. Two years ago, pilgrims who went to the temple to pray for blessings would always disappear inexplicably, and most of them were young girls.

There are different opinions inside and outside the temple.

Some people say that it was the large-scale bandit massacre, carried out in the holy land of Buddhism, that angered the Buddha and was the punishment of the Buddha.

There are also people who once again pull on the body of the delusion.

said that he was a lone star.

It's just that I saw with my own eyes that it was a few monks in the temple who insulted those girls.

The hearts of the people are sinister, and how many people do such dirty things in private under the guise of taking refuge in Buddhism.

He can't judge them, he knows that under the shell of a pure heart and few desires, he also has a soul that is fiery for feelings.

I went to report the case.

The monks who killed innocent girls in Qingyin Temple were all imprisoned, and the government also sealed Qingyin Temple.

At this time, my father, who had not seen each other for many years, died, leaving behind a seriously ill mother.

The remaining monks in the monastery also returned home.

The same is true for delusion.

The home that she often fantasizes about is finally back.

It's just that the hideous scar on his face makes everyone in the neighborhood point fingers at him.

even, blamed him for his father's death.

Later, the delusional mother couldn't survive and died of illness.

He finally returned home, but without his family.

The courtyard on the outskirts of the city is always very peaceful, and although the delusion is returned to the vulgar, it is as calm and calm as when it was in Qingyin Temple.

People can't stand loneliness.

He began to hope that he would have a happy family, that his father and mother were very kind, that he was very filial, that he had a gentle and virtuous wife, and that he had a child.

Delusion gives meaning to those corpses.

It's just that he didn't expect that after he got "Daddy", he would learn the news of Yinghuan's death.

The woman who was passed on by the neighbors as gentle and virtuous, respected the old and loved the young, died in the late autumn.

Delusion stole her body.

The Buddhist beads that he used to suppress his feelings many times were deliberately put into the coffin by him, which was a pious belief.

The fortune teller once said that he would not live to be thirty-two years old.

He thought he had never believed it, but he believed it.

That's what he gives meaning to those corpses, because he'll be a corpse in the end as well.

"Eliminate delusion, when others laugh at you, have you ever thought about fighting back?" Yu Chusheng asked.

Xiao Yu smiled: "What if you fight back, what if you don't fight back, what they say is the truth." ”

The scars on his face are indeed terrifying, and he has indeed brought ominous damage to the people around him.

Man lives for a lifetime, but that's it.

Even though Yu Chusheng has seen so many partings of life and death, and so many regrets and misses, that heart has never been numb, but will only be softer.

She sighed and said, "Let's go...... Those corpses, in the eyes of delusion, are all alive.

It's just that there is another person in the courtyard of delusion.

No, two people to be exact.

It was Yu Chusheng who saw it in the Li family, Yinghuan's husband, followed by a girl about ten years old.

How did he come here?

Without waiting for Yu Chusheng and Qian Yuanmo to ask, the man had already led the girl and walked in, and when he saw the scene in the house, he was taken aback, and the girl was even more frightened when she saw the corpses, so she hid behind the man.

called: "Dad, what ...... Isn't it a mother......" pointed to the woman's corpse, and her voice was full of timidity.

The man stretched out his hand and put his arm around the girl, but said to him, "This is your child." ”

Everyone was shocked!

Judging from the delusional narration, he and Yinghuan are fundamentally ......

Yu Chusheng looked at the delusion and said, "The delusion, you lied?" ”