Chen Mengtian said in Qingyuan that five years ago, when her Aze was stupid and dirty, her heart began to ache densely.

Her Aze has always been a clean and loving person, how could he fall into that situation.

Especially Qingyuan said five years ago, so what about the two years before, she looked for Jiang Zebei for seven years.

How did he spend the past two years?

This is not what makes Chen Mengtian the most heartbroken, what makes her most distressed is that when she hears that Jiang Zebei has fallen to the point of being bullied by ruffians and hooligans.

Halfway through Qingyuan's words, he couldn't continue.

Because the room was filled with murderous intent, as if it was about to tear him apart, the calm he tried so hard to keep gradually disappeared.

Xu Wenzhan, Xu Wenrui, Vermilion Bird, Shiyi, and the secret guard standing at the door all listened to Qingyuan's words.

They couldn't believe their ears that their master could suffer like that.

Even Ning'er and An'er, who were quiet on the side, opened their eyes wide, they were already sensible, and they knew that their father was suffering from Qingyuan's words.

Chen Mengtian finally regained her composure, her cold and beautiful eyes glanced at Qingyuan lightly, and said, "You go on." ”

Qingyuan twisted the Buddha beads in his hand, let go of his eyes to recall, and continued: "After the host rescued the senior brother, he gave him some silver taels, and planned to settle the person and leave, but the senior brother asked him a word.

The senior brother asked the host, Master, what is a person?

He replied to him in support of the eight sufferings of being born as a human being, namely, the suffering of birth, the suffering of old age, the suffering of sickness, the suffering of death, the love and separation, the long-term resentment, the unbelievable, and the inability to let go.

Whether you are an emperor or a general, or you are as cheap as a pawn of a peddler, you all have to endure these eight hardships. ”

After saying this, Qingyuan stopped, the reason why he remembered it so deeply was because when the host told him this, he sighed on his face.

"And then?" Chen Mengtian was eager to know everything about Jiang Zebei.

Qingyuan showed an elegant smile, "After that, the senior brother stopped talking, just stared at Dongfang, he didn't remember anything, and asked the host stupidly, what is in Dongfang." ”

Chen Mengtian couldn't cry after his words landed.

What's in the East?

The East has their home and everything about him.

It was their home, and the home in Chenjia Village, Luoyang, was also the direction to the capital.

The tears in Chen Mengtian's eyes couldn't stop, when she thought of the hardships and hardships that Jiang Zebei had endured for so many years, her heart hurt to death.

Ning'er and An'er saw their mother crying so sadly, they hurriedly got off the chaise longue, ran to Chen Mengtian, and held her big hand with one small hand, giving her silent comfort.

Sensing the comfort of the two children, Chen Mengtian slowly regained her composure, she raised her reddish eyes, stared at Qingyuan and continued to ask, "What about after that?" ”

Qingyuan lowered his eyes: "Amitabha, after that, the senior brother followed the host back to the Dayin Temple, and he has rarely gone down the mountain in the Dayin Temple in the past five years." ”

Chen Mengtian obviously didn't believe it, she narrowed her eyes slightly, "How did he leave with the host, and why was he willing to become a monk, what else did you not tell me?" ”

Qingyuan silently gritted his teeth and said, "Donor, everything the poor monk knows has already been said. ”

As soon as he said this, Qingyuan felt that something flew in front of him.

He raised his eyes in surprise and looked behind him at what had been flying past his face.

I saw a silver needle tied to a wooden pillar behind him.