Hou Huai'an took out a lot of money and begged Liu's father to lead the way for them. Liu's father and mother were greedy for money but unwilling to contribute, so they instructed their daughter to do it for them.

Liu was a young girl at that time, hearty and enthusiastic, and agreed to Hou Huai'an's request without hesitation.

Liu led them out of the sand pit, a hundred miles away from home.

One night, Hou Huai'an, a dashing and dashing son, got into Liu's small tent with the strength of wine and attacked her.

The Liu family was looking for death and life, and they wanted to work hard, and Hou Huaian agreed to marry her when he was playing.

In a small town inn, the two stayed together for seven days and seven nights, and she was busy making purses carrying the love of the two for him.

On the night of the seventh day, Liu was tired from doing work, and when he woke up, the camel caravan was nowhere to be seen, and a bag of gold and silver jewelry was placed on the kang head.

Hou Huai'an sighed and said, "My identity is also known as the Duke of Dingguo, is it impossible to marry a wife?" Only one walk, this walk is twenty years! ”

The next thing, Zhang Baoer can probably guess that when Liu woke up, he thought that Hou Huai'an would come back, so he stayed in the hotel and waited hard. Two months later, she found out that she was pregnant, and she wanted to go home with no face, and she was far away, so stay here, it is inevitable that she will be bullied and abused. In desperation, she had no choice but to go to another place, incognito, hoping for a miracle. After the birth of his daughter, Liu waited for another five years before he had to admit that he had been deceived. She was completely desperate, the ugly red sha birthmark between Hou Huai'an's legs rested on her chest like a red-hot iron, burning her day and night, making her miserable, and her only choice was to make that piece of red completely disappear from the world. She thought that no cruelty could erase her bitter hatred for the man, and she finally came up with such a solution. She had to destroy not only his body, but also his soul.

So, Liu asked her daughter to learn martial arts from the lone wolf, told her that the man with the red sha birthmark at the base of her leg was the enemy who took her father, and asked her to find this man and kill him with her own hands.

What a hatred for a woman, even at the expense of letting her daughter kill her biological father with her own hands.

Zhang Bao'er felt a little sympathetic to Hou Huai'an, and he asked, "Since Brother Hou knows that the black scorpion is your daughter, what are you going to do?" ”

"What can I do?" Hou Huai'an smiled bitterly: "I couldn't marry her mother back then, because I had my own hardships, and now I still can't recognize her!" ”

Zhang Baoer wanted to persuade Hou Huai'an, but she didn't know how to speak.

Hou Huaian said with a painful face: "Even if I recognize her, how will she get along with me in the future?" It's better not to recognize her than to make her miserable for a lifetime! ”

What Hou Huai'an said is not unreasonable, over the years, the whole meaning of the black scorpion's life is to find the enemy for revenge. If one day, she suddenly knows that her enemy is her biological father, will she take revenge or not? I'm afraid she will spend her whole life in pain and contradictions.

Hou Huai'an stared at Zhang Bao'er and said, "Dingguo Gong, Hou begs you for something!" ”

"Brother Hou, needless to say, I know, I will keep it secret for Brother Hou!" Zhang Baoer said.

"Dingguo Gong, I'm not talking about this matter!" Hou Huai'an said solemnly: "I want to ask the Duke of Dingguo, after the matter of the Nine Kingdoms of Zhaowu, I want the Duke of Dingguo to take her back to Chang'an, and I will be grateful to her to find a good home in the future!" ”

"Let me take it?" Zhang Bao'er looked at Hou Huai'an in surprise: "You will rest assured that you will hand over your daughter to me?" ”

Hou Huaian nodded and said: "Maybe one day we will meet on the battlefield, and we may even die in the hands of the other party, but there is one thing that Hou firmly believes, that is, Dingguo Gong's personality." Give her to Dingguo Gong, I can rest assured, at least it can make my guilt less! ”

Zhang Bao'er smiled bitterly: "Brother Hou, you are also holding me up too highly, I am not as good as you say!" What ...... this?"

Hou Huai'an was pleasantly surprised: "Dingguo Gong agreed? ”

Zhang Bao'er sighed and said, "Can I not agree?" ”

……

Back at the Big Buddha Temple, Zhang Baoer came to Hongde to preside.

Zhang Baoer told the trap of the big cannibal to the host of Hongde, and finally blamed herself: "It's because I didn't think about it before, and the host must not go to talk to the big cannibal, so as not to fall for their tricks." ”

Who knew that the host of Hongde listened to it but said unshockedly: "The poor monk said by the donor knows that the poor monk is a member of Buddhism, and the poor monk does not go to hell, who will go to hell?" The Buddha once said in the Sutra of Compassion, 'Compassion is to help the Bodhi Dharma, and there is no obstacle in the minds of all sentient beings.' Compassion is to help the Bodhi Dharma and pull out the sufferings of sentient beings. Joy is the Dharma of helping Bodhi, and loving the Dharma of happiness. Sacrificing one's heart is to help Bodhi and stop hating and loving oneself. 'Compassion and joy, once it emerges from the bottom of the heart, can light up the light of life and shine through the darkness. The donor doesn't have to persuade me, practice is not a matter of words, but of doing it with my heart. When my Buddha Shakyamuni Buddha practiced, he could cut meat to feed eagles and sacrifice himself to join the tiger, but the stinky skin of the poor monk, after he died of old age, sickness, and decay in an instant, what was he reluctant to do? If the great cannibals want it, give it to them! ”

Zhang Bao'er was stunned when she heard this: Hou Huai'an guessed correctly, it seems that he can't persuade Hongde to preside.

At this time, it was the coldest season in Kangju City, and from time to time there was a strong wind wringing in the air, whistling and bringing up thousands of sand dragons, rolling and dancing above the oasis, blowing the poplar trees rattling.

On the morning of this day, the alleys were empty, and the people in Kangju City gathered in the square in front of the palace to watch the grand discussion of Buddhism and the Great Food Sect.

The people secretly prayed for blessings: I hope that the host of Hongde can show his demeanor and let the big cannibals retreat, after all, this is related to everyone's future.

On the steps in front of the palace stood a long line of people. In the center was not the governor Qu Dibo, but Su Jia, who was on his right and left with the king of Kang Guo on his left and right. In addition, there are also the prime minister of Kangguo, Tiqi, the younger brother of Tudu, and the officials of Kangguo and the generals of the Great Food Army.

Presided over Hongde deliberately wore a new robe today, surrounded by the disciples of the Great Buddha Temple, he came to the altar, in the eyes of the disciples, Hongde presided over indifferently walked up.

When he arrived at the altar, the host sat down cross-legged, folded his hands, looked at his nose, nose and mouth, and mouth and heart, and softly recited the Mahayana Sutra.

The disciples of the Great Buddha Temple also sat down cross-legged and chanted with Hongde.

The altar suddenly resounded with the sound of rhythmic chanting, resounding in the ears.

The monks of the Great Buddha Temple are not so much chanting as chanting. The sound of their chanting, coming from the depths of their throats and even from their hearts, was clear and deep, continuous. In particular, the voice of Hongde, who led the scriptures, was even more amazing, it was definitely a unique and penetrating chanting, which touched the heart without passing through the eardrums.