Hearing the surprised voice of the Buddha who stood up, Qing Qing took two steps back in fright: "I don't know anything, and you brought me here." ”

Looking at Qingqing's cowardly expression, the Buddha was a little distressed, he sat down and carefully cared for the red lotus for so long because of the punishment became like this, and he no longer saw the pride and nobility of the past.

"I just punished you to go to the next session to experience other people's suffering, and I didn't think about destroying your already tempered primordial spirit, who is behind the trouble and harming you like this? I'll have to find out. Saying that, he disappeared out of thin air, Qingqing searched around the room and didn't see his shadow, it turned out that teleportation was real.

Since there was no one in the room, Qingqing looked at a kettle on the table, it happened that she was thirsty to death in the cave before, and she was scared half to death just now, so she drank some water first to suppress her shock.

She picked up the kettle and poured herself a full glass of water, raised her head and drank it in a few sips, feeling that it was not enjoyable, and poured herself several more glasses, and the water in the kettle was almost drunk by her.

The water she drank was sweet and lubricated, and she immediately felt that her whole body was full of pleasure.

It's just that before she was happy, when her eyes fell on the big white porcelain basin again, a dull pain in her heart slowly spread from the bottom of her heart, and her tears fell involuntarily.

Because, in her mind, a series of scenes of her life here in the past appeared, and she clearly knew that the delicate lotus flower that bloomed in the white porcelain pot was her predecessor.

Her mind had sensed her own past, her joy at that time, her peace at that time, her ease at that time.

The people around her only praise and envy her, because she was personally cared for by the Buddha and brought with her every day.

She is a red lotus with a strong aura, one day she suddenly transformed into a girl, twenty-eight years of fresh and refined, the Buddha is very happy and ready to teach her that she wants to wait until she becomes an adult to become a disciple, and also hopes that she can achieve positive results.

It's just that when the Buddha was meeting, she was temporarily arrested as a maid, and she saw the white figure and a slender smile, as if he was as warm as the sun. He is one of the disciples of the Buddha, and his name is Huanhui.

The first time he saw her, who was different among the many maids, the two of them inadvertently looked at each other and planted the bitter fruit of a thousand years.

Buddhist disciples must be pure in heart and have few desires, not to mention that this is the Buddha realm, they are the Buddhas among all Buddhas, and they need to set an example.

It was just to suppress the feelings that wanted to jump out of the heart in her chest to prevent them from rushing out, and the girl who was transformed into a red lotus didn't know such rules and precepts at all, she innocently ran to the cultivation place where she was still there to play and meet by chance.

Maybe it was because the calamity that had been repaid had not been completed, or perhaps because her cultivation was not deep enough, and their abnormality was finally reached by the Buddha's ears after everyone talked about it.

The disappointment and hatred of the red lotus made the Buddha angry for a while, and he had to punish them harshly to convince the others.

Red Lotus was beaten to the lower realm to experience the hardships and tribulations of the human world, and she was also trapped in a half-human, half-Buddha temple and started to practice again.

It's just that when Honglian was escorted down, he also bribed those escort personnel, replaced the real Qingqing's predecessor with an ordinary Honglian, and planted her in the lotus pond in the temple where he was.

However, the paper could not contain the fire after all, and he was discovered by the presiding officer of the temple where he was located, and the presiding officer was indifferent to his bitter pleading, but still told the matter to the above, and someone soon came to pick up the red lotus that was about to bloom and send it to the lower realm. It's just that no one has ever told the Buddha about this matter, which has caused him to always think that she was sent down from the beginning.