But when dealing with that scumbag, he chose to abolish his man's roots and send him to some mysterious entertainment club.

According to his figure and appearance, there will definitely be many customers in the future, and it will be very popular.

Qiao Feng and the others, without Yunyu's support, have developed the habit of spending lavishly. There was no need for the deliberate guidance of Lu Shinian, Qiao Feng became addicted to drugs and gambling, and soon squandered all the savings in his hand.

And Qiao Ming, who was jealous of a rich second-generation woman robber, did not have Yunyu behind his back to help him clean up the mess.

Soon, father and son put themselves in prison.

All those who hurt Yunyu have been retributed.

After the road to the years, after a period of work.

Alone, I went to a distant mountain town. It is said that on that unknown mountain, there lived a Zen master.

The green smoke curls and the tea is fragrant.

The old Zen master looked at the man sitting cross-legged across from him with a smile on his face.

The man has a handsome face and cold and hard lines.

A pair of deep eyes, without the slightest smile.

"Does the donor know that there are some things that cannot be forced?"

The old Zen master folded his hands, recited a Buddhist verse, and pushed a cup of hot tea in front of Lu Shinian.

"Please—"

Lu Shinian's eyes slowly swept over the dusty teacup, and he whispered in a hoarse voice, "What if I have to force it?" ”

He raised his eyes and looked directly into the eyes of the old Zen master.

In his tone, there was pathological paranoia and ruthlessness.

"The only thing I did wrong was to respect her ideas and not bother her. However, it turned out that even if I didn't bother her, it wasn't doing well. ”

Yun Yu smiled bitterly, thinking that what you said was really direct.

Her life is not good, she is living in hell.

"In that case, it was a captivity in the first place, and I want to imprison her by my side."

His voice was very calm, and his Adam's apple swayed up and down as he spoke, except for a pair of eyes that shimmered like a wolf.

It's not like now, watching that person be tortured and disappear when he doesn't know it.

He just went abroad to deal with things, and he was so late.

He didn't even leave a single person! There was only a cold corpse -

"The dead are gone."

The old Zen master's eyes closed slightly, and he said softly.

Yun Yu looked at this person, and inexplicably felt very familiar, but she had never seen this old Zen master.

"I'm here to ask for an answer."

Lu Shinian looked at him fixedly and asked, "Can I still meet her again?" ”

The old Zen master shook his head slightly and smiled, as if he was laughing at his ignorance, "Donor, there are no ghosts in this world. ”

Hearing this, Lu Shinian picked up the teacup and drank the tea that was already cold inside.

He hooked his lips, and his eyes were dark and bottomless.

"If you believe, you will have, if you don't believe, you will not, and I, believe!"

The old Zen master was shocked, was silent for a moment, closed his eyes and recited the sentence "Amitabha." ”

Said slowly: "The poor monk wishes the donor, don't miss it again in the next life." ”

Lu Shinian smiled loudly and lowered his head slightly, "Naturally I won't, Master Xie gave me a message, I'll go down the mountain, farewell-"

The old Zen master also stood up, "The donor laughed, but the poor monk didn't say anything. ”

Hearing this, Lu Shinian just smiled softly, as if he had thrown off the burden on his body, and his steps when going down the mountain were much easier.

The drizzle continued, the surrounding mountains and rivers were hidden in the fog, and the asphalt stone path was shiny by the water.

In the distance, there is a winding road that leads in the direction of the descent.