Chapter 33: Jingluan's Revisit, Private Talk in the Middle of the Night (2)

Fadu had already come back to his senses, and his jaw restrained his heart: "I haven't forgotten to promise you. The tone regained the composure of Fang Cai, and he quietly turned to Jingluan's words to take over the previous words, and raised his head suddenly, "But this does not mean that innocent people will be involved......

"He's not an innocent man!" Jingluan interrupted. Obviously, his attention was more focused on this matter, and he did not notice the deliberate evasion of the other party's question.

This mood is in the eyes, and you can always smell the smell of anger in it, which is actually not very good, and peace and tranquility are the way to live in the world. Fadu sighed, and shook his head slowly: "To tell a lie, it takes ten lies to make it round." Why bother? "The fundus of the eyes is peaceful, and there is some tenacity that cannot be transferred.

Arguing with a monk who is a very high attainment in cultivation, it seems that mortals in the world have never had the upper hand. For example, Jingluan, even if he still felt that he occupied countless reasons and was in the absolute right position, he could only open his mouth and say nothing at the moment.

Jingluan's heart was stained with a thin layer of tiredness, and he suddenly felt that he had nothing to say to the monk who had never been on the same level of thought! He suddenly disdained to say more, too lazy to bother to say anything in vain.

The loose robe fluttered with the turbulence of the large footsteps, and Jingluan walked to the door and stood still, looking back: "That's all I say!" There was a dull voice.

He was in a half-light and half-dark pattern, and the silvery moon and dark shadow divided his whole body into two halves, as if half of it belonged to light, and it was generally under darkness. Purifying his head, he fixed the mottled god, and continued to reason slowly when he opened his mouth: "If the national teacher can't put himself in the right position again, then it will be meaningless for you to stay...... Feel free to do so! It seems to admonish, it seems to threaten, and it seems to be just a dissuasion, and the four words zuihou are squeezed out of their teeth fiercely, and they settle down along the ground, blunt.

No matter what the true mood of these words is, there is a sense of uninhibitedness, unruliness, and some helplessness and desolation that is almost crazy. The man who is immersed in such a state of affairs is himself miserable, but he can easily provoke pity.

Leaving this zuihou to speak, Jingluan turned around and left. The two door panels "pulled" and then "touched" and closed suddenly! The deep voice echoed the brute force of the person who opened and closed the door, and it also showed the surging sorrow in his heart at this moment.

Everything has returned to its original tranquility, and everything is silent, only the turbulent wind and sand outside the window wander back and forth, and the pinna of the ears also stirs the mood.

The frost and dew rose all around, spreading all the way from the soles of the feet and climbing to attach the lower body and waist, like a shadow, inextricable ghost.

Fadu sat upright and did not move, and fell into the turmoil of thought in the darkness.

His face was extremely peaceful, and he seemed to be calm and unmoved. He began to think about what Jingluan had just said...... He stayed, is it weishenme?

At the beginning, it was in such a mysterious desert night, Jingluan came to him, and as soon as he entered the door, he knelt down to him with a "poof" and bowed to him, saying that he was his Buddha, begging him to help him, begging him to cross him.

He really wanted to stay to help Jingluan, but now the situation is getting worse and worse, and he smells an unusual smell.

What Jingluan wants, maybe it's not just as simple as Pu Yaken letting him go back to his hometown! With Puyamedo's infatuation with him, if he really wanted to return to his homeland, even if Puya was unwilling to let him go, he could have tricked the queen into letting him go. He was determined to do this, because she was willing to fall for him......

However, these are not the most important, the important thing is that Fadu suddenly asked about his original intention, and when he tasted it, he suddenly found that there was another reason why he was willing to stay in Linchang...... For that unreal suspicion!

Yes, if it is the so-called selfishness, it is the selfishness of his testimony.

He found this area along the rolling yellow sand and continuous strong wind that day, and broke into the situation of Linchang by mistake, and there was always a sense in his subconscious, which seemed to come from another space in the underworld, such as Sanskrit sound, such as Gu mantra, such as nature, and everything...... He had a hunch that in this desert oasis, near this Linchang, there was something he had dreamed of finding!

That is the feeling that the Master gave him, and it is also the analysis and understanding that wells up in the heart of the objective and rational self-control......

In the days before coming to Linchang, Fadu did not find the rest of the ancient cities. The oasis is a rare paradise in the desert, depending on the terrain and the situation, it is unlikely that there is another city-state built on top of the oasis ahead.

So......

Fadu collected his ten fingers and secretly clenched his fists. The nails are unconsciously embedded in the flesh, and the slightest wisps of pain come one after another, and the ten fingers are connected to the heart!

The face is extremely solemn and firm, without any half-distinction and indifference.