"Thorn", the sound of silk tearing came harshly, and the "Return of the General", which was originally going to be embroidered, was twisted from the middle with scissors. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Let's go down." She said in a tired voice, and it seemed that this short sentence had exhausted all her strength.

The chamberlain looked at the broken silk that had fallen at his feet, and finally bowed his head and retreated.

On that day, she took off the princess's dress, scattered her buns, and took off her dignified and old makeup little by little in front of the rhombic glasses.

In the mirror, little by little, she regained her former beauty, and finally, she gave up the gorgeous clothes of the princess and put on the old clothes of her girlhood.

She was no longer young, and she had begun to disobey in her old clothes, but she still decided to go to him, if nothing else, but to wait for him for her twenty-five years.

But the moment she saw him, she found that none of this was so important, except for a few meetings when she was a child, she didn't have much impression of him.

It's just that I didn't expect that the high-spirited young man in my memory would suddenly quiet down one day, accompanied by the green lantern ancient Buddha, flipping through the scriptures under his hand.

Just sitting there has a calming power.

"Do you know who I am?" She sat on the futon next to him and asked him.

"Know," he replied, "in the eyes of the poor monks, the benefactor is all living beings. ”

"But others say that I am your wife, you and I have been married since childhood, I was supposed to marry you when I was fifteen, but you didn't come, so I went to the wedding hall alone to worship heaven and earth."

As she spoke, she looked at him, but he kept looking down at the scriptures under his hand, and the beads twisting between his fingers never stopped, and somehow, she was a little lost, as if this was not what she wanted to see.

"I have been in charge of a mansion for you, and I have been waiting for you for ten years, don't you have anything to say to me in the twenty-five years that I have been waiting for you?"

"No," he replied.

She was a little angry, "You really don't even have a word of apology?" ”

The prayer beads that turned between the monk's fingers stopped, and opened his blinded eyelids, "If the poor monk marries the donor that day, will the donor be happy?" ”

"Do you mean to say that you married me and ended up being a monk?" She tilted her head and thought seriously, "If that were the case, I would seem to be more pitiful." ”

"So why should I apologize to the benefactor? I didn't visit the donor, the donor is still the daughter of the prime minister's house, but the fourth prince who had made a marriage contract with him has become a monk, and the donor can naturally remarry someone else. ”

She laughed angrily, "You mean I still have to be grateful to you?" ”

"When the poor monk was born, there were monks who made a decision for me, and then they would enter the Buddha's door, and the mother concubine cut off my path to the Buddha, so she would set a family affair for me, and the poor monk couldn't live with you."

"yes, you can't stand me! Your sentence of "I'm sorry" easily wiped out my exhausted twenty-five years of Shaohua, making me a laughing stock in the capital, and you are hiding in this temple to participate in your Zen, you treat me like this! ”

"Amitabha," he poured a Buddha name with his hands folded, "that poor monk went down the mountain to marry a donor, okay?" ”

At first glance, she thought she had misheard, "Aren't you a monk, do you want to be vulgar for me?" ”

"The temple gate is red and dusty, and you can cultivate Buddha everywhere, so why stick to the earth, as long as I have Buddha in my heart, there is a holy land of Buddhism everywhere."

She looked at him in disbelief, her apricot eyes full of surprise, "You mean, let me wear the title of princess, but I am acting as a widow?" ”

"That's all the poor monk can give you."

"Oh," she smiled bitterly, "then why don't I look for a husband who really loves me, even if it is full of thorns and eating chaff, it is better than the days of staying in the mansion all day long, desperate." ”

"Amitabha, it's good for the donor to see it......"

At that moment, she really saw it, she chuckled twice, but it was herself, laughing at herself for wanting to be with such a cold person, Qin Se and Ming.

She stood up from the futon and looked at the statue of the Buddha in the hall.

"Master, if you are so dedicated to the Buddha, then this high Buddha has ever told you that you will become a Buddha?"

She said, turning her head to look at him on the ground, "I'm telling you, no! ”

"A person like you should suffer from reincarnation for the rest of your life, and you will never be able to find your way to Buddhahood! The little girl wishes you here, may you: can't go back to your shore, can't survive your calamity, the Buddha's heart is scattered, and regret not being at the beginning! ”

She was young and vigorous, and she was negative for a while, but she said the most vicious words in her life.

But Yan Jiu saw it clearly, and before she could get out of the temple gate, tears fell on the stone steps she walked through.

Youtian's voice sounded faintly in Yan Jiu's ears, "Yan Jiu, you have to keep your eyes open and watch carefully, and see how you died in your previous life?" ”

A sharp arrow broke through the air and landed on the stone steps she had walked, followed by a second, then a third, and she fled in a hurry, but still unable to escape the rain of arrows......

Yan Jiu looked at her past life, but she couldn't help but clench her fingertips, although it was not her who experienced all this, she still felt a sense of desolation, as well as a deep despair.

But Yan Jiu finally held back, she turned to look at the dark sky on the side, "It's just a scene from the previous life, and it doesn't seem to be interesting at this time." ”

Youtian lowered his eyes and looked at Yan Jiu, "Your open-mindedness really surprised me, I thought you would ask who the monk in the previous life was first." ”

"Whoever it is, it doesn't matter so much to me, because she's dead, and I'm still alive."

"What about this life? Don't you care about your life? ”

Youtian's fingers caressed the mirror of the Three Lives and Three Worlds, the scene that had been pierced by countless arrows and stood until death, and the light of the waves finally disappeared, replaced by a scene in a distant village.

The woman who was ten months pregnant was about to give birth, but suddenly the news of her husband's death came, which made it even worse for this already poor family, and the most unbearable thing for her was that she gave birth to a daughter.

The family without a pillar was crumbling, her husband died, leaving only her elderly mother-in-law and infant toddler, and she finally couldn't bear the pressure and left the child one night.

In the candle-lit mud house, only the elderly mother-in-law was left coaxing the crying baby......

That was the most familiar scene for Yan Jiu, and it was her and her grandmother who were left in the dilapidated earthen house.

"Why are you showing me this? No one knows better than me what has happened, showing me my past life and talking about the past, but why show me what I already know? ”

Yan Jiu said, but looked at the dark sky.

"Or is it that even the Heavenly Immortal Emperor doesn't know why I came to the Yunxian Realm, so he can only coax me here and find out the answer through this so-called Three Lives and Three Worlds Mirror?"

Youtian looked at the Sansheng III Mirror a little distracted, Yan Jiu or "Liu Yue" in the Sansheng III Mirror had grown up, but he was ostracized by the children in the village.

"Scourge! You're a nasty scourge! ”

"Whoever gets close to her will be unlucky!"

"Phew! Spit on her and get rid of the bad luck! ”

……

"I really don't know why you came to the Yunxian Realm," Youtian said, looking at the Three Lives and Three Worlds Mirror, "I just want to find an answer, an answer that has something to do with me......" (To be continued.) )