The two of them were relatively speechless, and they seemed to be speechless at the moment. No one spoke first to break the silence, and just kept the glow of the morning light quietly opposite each other.

But the embarrassment that swirled in the air was quickly thinned out by the hall, and Fado poured a warm cup of tea for Puya, and handed it to her modestly. A series of natural movements, inexplicably moving in the eyes.

Puya had some desire to cry at this moment, she raised her eyes to look at Fadu, fixed, but her voice was soft: "Fadu, I hate you like this!" Because of the ruthless fall, that is, the eyes seemed to be talking to themselves, "such a loving, kind, and compassionate look for all things......"

When he said this, Puya's heart sank.

She didn't really have anything else to do when she came over this time, she just wanted to come and see him, to see what he was doing, to see him...... Still not there. But she didn't expect to appear in front of him, so it was actually an accident that such a straightforward pair of two people at the moment.

Fadu was steady in his heart, but he couldn't bear to hurt Puya. He can only feel sorry for Puya's delusional obsession because of him!

With the breeze that came with it, Fadu's monk's robes danced in the air and swirled. He didn't care about it, and the whole person was gurgling and fluttering: "Her Majesty the Queen came down to find the poor monk, but what's the matter?" He asked lightly.

Pu Ya narrowed her eyes, and when she fixed her gaze on the face of Fadu, a sharp touch floated in her soft and kind eyes: "I just came to see if you are still there, national teacher!" Although the tone was not as willful and ruthless as before, it was solemn and cold.

After hearing this, the heartstrings waved, and Fadu did not feel pain, but only pity. He couldn't help but smile in his heart, and there was a slight smile on his face, and he was a little helpless at the childlike behavior of the queen in front of him: "I'm here." Even if he was comforting a child, he comforted her with soft words, "Even if you want to leave, you will definitely pass the queen's approval, but how dare you say goodbye?" "This is the truth, he will not say goodbye again, he will not face all this bravely, this is in line with everything he faces, this is in line with the people he deserves.

If this karmic karma is not to be discouraged (i.e., to be free from all physical and mental afflictions and to be the state of Hinayana arhat fruit), how can we talk about true liberation? And how...... You can practice with peace of mind in the future!

When she heard this, the lust in Puya's eyes gradually receded, and her heart moved, wondering if it was Fadu's words that made her ambiguous, or if he really meant that? With a lot of thoughts, Pu Ya bowed his head slowly: "If you say this, I feel that if I don't agree, you won't leave...... Never going to go. "Not a question.

Fadu did not give her an affirmative answer, and such an attitude made Puyajue noncommittal. He looked at her fixedly, and his feelings precipitated in each other's hearts when they looked at each other: "The queen will agree to the poor monk's long journey, and will let the poor monk leave." ”

"Phew!" Puya looked at Fadu's beard for a moment, then staggered his gaze and smiled to himself. Because she had turned her face sideways, she couldn't see clearly what kind of emotion was affecting her face at the moment, and her reaction was equally noncommittal.

Fadu didn't pay attention to it, he didn't cling to this, he narrowed his gaze, and his tone was not slow or urgent, but it was steady: "If the queen really wants to keep the poor monks, she doesn't have to worry that the poor monks will leave without saying goodbye...... Because the queen's eyeliner must have been laid around here. "Thinking and thinking, Fadu is what he thinks in his heart, and it is also the truth, "If the poor monk is grateful for the queen's trust, he will not live up to the queen's trust, and he also believes that the queen has ......."

"Don't you think I'll do?" In this way, Pu Ya raised his eyes and interrupted the follow-up of Fadu with this tepid sentence.

What she knew about the Dharma was that she believed that one day she would be able to understand him and promise to let him go. Is there such a day, and how long will this day come, Puya himself doesn't have a number in his heart!

Everything pays attention to a "fate", and when the Dharma comes, it is a fate, and if you want to leave, you must also have the opportunity to mature. Everything is predestined, and manpower is unpredictable.

But just like this, the stalemate with the Fadu has been going on day and night, and things are left there without advancing or retreating, but how can it be anything? One day one of the two people will get tired of this stalemate first, and whoever gets tired of it first will be the last loser...... It's about endurance, what kind of burden can that heart bear, what kind of disturbance can that realm resist!

Actually, if it was just wishful thinking on the part of Puya, this stalemate would not have had any effect on the Fadu, because his mind could not make waves, because he could have no other self, then everything would be illusory, and everywhere he would be practicing and purifying. How is Puya, he doesn't have a heart or a mind here, and he is at ease all the time.

But the reason why Fadu felt pain and exhaustion was because he, like Puya, had delusions, and this was not Puya's own wishful thinking! The testimonies understand this and acknowledge it.

It seems that if you keep your heart and understand your own nature, no matter where you are, even if you accidentally think of hell, you will not be disturbed and will not stay in the bad state for a long time. But if this thought is stained with vanity and vulgarity, it is no longer pure, but it is full of troubles and misery all the time!

The continuous wind through the hall gradually stopped, and Fadu was a little silent, and then understood what Puya meant, "Do you think I can't?" meant.

She naturally pointed to the fact that he was forced to stay in Linchang.

There was almost no hesitation, no, no hesitation. Fadu's eyes were precipitated with a burning pulse, and he looked straight at Puya, with a solemn expression and a solemn tone: "You won't." "There are only three words, how determined and sincere!

Pu Yajue's own body has turned into a wisp of formless Miao Miao's wind, as if she is no longer herself, and this body has been unable to gather a human form. It seems that the accumulated love threads in the body are no longer hidden.

Fadu's words invisibly passed through Puya's thin body and gave insight into her fluttering soul.

She had lost the battle, and what had she ever won in front of him?

The soft body subconsciously leaned back, and the figure was graceful and delicate. Puya's pretty face was soon overshadowed by a layer of gloom, which was a dim vein that had suddenly turned from glittering coldness.

She bowed her head slightly, staggered her eyes and sighed slowly, her tone matching the look: "Okay, you're right." After a shallow sound, he immediately tugged at the corners of his lips, as if he wanted to hook his lips and smile, but he couldn't make that smile gesture with a heavy and stiff face, "I won't." "He's like an orchid, faint and faint.