She couldn't get an answer because she was so angry.

Wanted, too much.

"What if I have to be fated?" She is like a stubborn child, begging for what she can't get, gritting her teeth and being aggressive.

What is fateless, she doesn't believe it.

The Buddha looked at her coldly, and the monk seemed to be a little sad.

He knows her too well, the girl was born with flying spirit, she was famous in Chang'an when she was young, and she has the pride of the children of the Yun family in her bones.

If you want it, you have to get it.

"There is no way to have both worlds."

It's like, if he chooses the Buddha, he loses her, and if he chooses her, he loses the Buddha.

blamed him for always refusing to speak clearly, hiding a lot of secrets and refusing to tell her, and asking her if he regretted it for some reason.

Her heart was so troubled that she was angry, and she gritted her teeth and said hatefully, "What if I have to force it? ”

"Ah Ci, don't be capricious." The monk trained her, as many years ago, but at that time, he grew up as a young man, his bearing was beautiful, and the evil spirit was cold.

Now, the years have worn away all his spirit, and he is like a green pine, steady and steady.

Just like an elder.

Obviously, they should be of the same generation, but in front of him, she became a disobedient child and made him angry.

I can't tell what it feels like, Yun Geci's heart is inexplicably a little sad.

What Follen said is true.

This is a multiple-choice question, if he is born, he will have a fate with him, and if he has this fate, he cannot be forced to be born.

There were only two choices, and she had to choose one.

With a tingling brain and a splitting headache, she suddenly laughed, the corners of her eyes moistened with a smile, and she laughed and whispered wildly: "If I choose to have a fate, I really seem to have a fate with you." ”

He was not born, he is still in Buddhism, what is the use of choosing one who has a fate?

It's better to choose one that is beneficial to her and let him help her, and there will be hope for this thorny road.

His heart suddenly hardened, he raised his sleeves to cover his red eyes, and said fiercely: "If you don't regret it, I regret it." ”

She said ruthlessly, decisively and indifferently, and the monk came and went from afar, as if he shook his body slightly, and in the green lamp, he hid all the injuries and difficulties.

In the dark light, the Buddha condensed her eyes and was a little stunned, like sadness, and then looked closely, but it was difficult to find a trace.

The slender hands of the bones clenched the Buddha beads, slowly released them, and murmured: "Hongchen suffers a lot, Ah Ci, I hope you really have no regrets or complaints." ”

The monk's eyes were like sparks, burning little by little, and extinguished in an instant.

seemed to have something to persuade, but when the words came to his lips, he pressed them back.

He should know her, and if he wants her to give up those family feuds and blood hatreds, he undoubtedly wants her to give up herself, she is the princess of Yunge Ci who is full of grace in the world.

I would never be so selfish and steal my life.

She has her revenge blood road to go, and the cage of love can't lock her.

No matter how much he said, he was confused.

I don't know if it was because the light was too dazzling under her eyes, or because the look on his face was too sad, she suddenly felt sad, and her eyes were red.

His voice was very hoarse, and he asked weakly, "What should you do if I regret it one day?" ”

Is it that after this choice, no matter whether she regrets it or not, it is impossible for him to come back?

She is always a little naïve, and there are some reluctances, she wants to break constantly, and what hurts her heart is her own heart, which is the most useless.

The monk's eyes darkened, still indifferent and elegant, like the sorrows and joys of those people, all of them are clouds floating in the sky, even if he enters the world, he can't be stained.

The voice sounded cold and cruel: "If you regret it, there will be no way back." ”

Monks should be unintentional, partial, and affectionate.

Her heart stagnated for a moment, and the only spark of hope was extinguished, leaving only a piece of ash.

Staring at the monk's handsome and cold face with her eyes open, she felt a little cold on her face, and when the tears fell silently, she gritted her teeth and nodded firmly: "Okay." ”

A good word, encapsulating too many of her emotions and decisions, after this journey, no matter how difficult it is, there will be no turning back.

I can't tell what I feel in my heart, I am grateful to Buddha Leng, but I am a little resentful.

He fulfilled her long-cherished wish for revenge, but he couldn't fulfill her fate with him.

As he said, there is no such thing as a perfect dharma in the world.

At this time, Yun Geci didn't understand Buddha Leng's sadness, and knew that it was because of this fate, and that he was unwilling to become in love with her.

Later, I broke my heart and hated it.

It's just that there is still no way out.

She and Fo Leng, from the moment she was reborn, someone had already written their ending, and it really responded to his words.

He and she have no fate, and they can't ask for it.

The monk sitting in front of the green lantern seemed to be a little tired, slowly closed his eyes, covered all his thoughts under his eyes, and only said tiredly: "Let's go." ”

She looked at him quietly, never daring to have emotional ups and downs, and was silent for a long time before she was willing to stand up.

Before leaving, she asked, "When are you leaving?" ”

The monk closed his eyes and said mysteriously, "Wait for an opportunity." ”

Opportunity?

What kind of opportunity?

As if expecting what she was thinking, the monk was full of fatigue and said hoarsely: "Ah Ci, you will have a catastrophe." ”

Yun Geci was stunned, and finally understood that his opportunity was her calamity.

It was also because of her calamity that he expected that she would not be able to escape, so he could only fulfill her wish, take off his monk's robe, and enter the world.

The grief was unbearable, and she did not dare to look at the monk again, and resolutely turned away.

The night breeze blew on his face, drying the dampness and leaving him with a cold face.

The love is long and the love is short, it can't be compared, and the heavenly way is tortured.

She understands the cold heart of the Buddha, but she can't grasp his heart.

Yun Song Ci is destined to have no stable and complete life.

Qingwu, who was outside, saw Feng Hongshu coming out, and her sharp eyes suddenly saw the undried tears on her face, and she was terrified and didn't dare to ask more.

Under the eaves of the Buddha hall beside her, a small sand mound in Tsing Yi was meditating, the night was low, and the little child was groggy and about to sleep.

The green light in front of the Buddha door faintly hit the child's immature and pink little face, and the two little hands were still trying to tie the Buddha knot, and the little head was bare, but it hung down disobediently.

The monk's robe on his body was very old, it was clean, a little blue, and the straw sandals on his feet were badly worn, and the small toes leaked out of the straw sandals, rubbing restlessly.

Such a situation couldn't help but make her feel uncomfortable.

Children from ordinary families, when they are so old, should stick to their parents and be coquettish wantonly, and open their hands and mouths when they are clothed.

They should like to eat sugar, not like this little sand lump, following the Buddha cold, and eating countless hardships.

Buddha Lengzong is protecting him wholeheartedly, but the world is miserable and bitter, Buddha Leng still wants to taste them one by one, how can he let Ananda be clothed and eaten?

This pair of masters and apprentices always taught her to be emotional, and she didn't know what to do?

That's it, everyone is suffering, she can't take care of her own affairs clearly, where does she get so much compassion to care about other people?

Ruthless, she didn't look back and left gently.