What does it matter if it is yes or no? Your father wants you to let go of your resentment and move forward with joy. And you, you don't want to. Master Boruo sighed lightly, "If you are too obsessed with hate, you will gradually forget what is good and what is good." ”

Bo Ruo's words were earnest, Yushu's heart rose slightly, and she raised her hand to caress her chest, "Master, the good is still there, and the hatred is even greater!" It was not far from what she had said in her dream, because so was how she felt at this moment.

Master Boruo chuckled, "You haven't figured it out yet. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. When the donor has seen the empty master, it is not too late to talk about hatred. ”

Yu yes yes?

Yu is to eat fasting and chant Buddha all day long, practice meditation and meditate. Thinking about it, Yushu never seemed to have heard Yu is words of hatred. Is she really not hateful, or is she like herself, hateful but not clear?

Yushu frowned, "Master, I'm no longer Zhao Jin, and my mother won't recognize me easily." "I'm afraid that even if she tells everything and everything, Yu Wei will not believe that Xiao Yu has come back to life through someone else's body.

The wrinkles in the corners of Master Boruo's eyes piled up, and the smile spread to his eyes, "Since the donor is not Zhao Jin, why do you still remember Zhao Jin's hatred?" Shouldn't those annoying things be scattered with the wind? ”

Scattered?

Suddenly, Yushu remembered that when she just woke up in the Sanhe Courtyard in Yongnian County, she didn't remember anything except the indelible pain.

She went to the study center to learn embroidery with joy, and went to Lao Duan Douhua with Soho to eat fried tofu, and was bullied by Zhang Xiaoyue, so she replied with a few words of pleasure. Eating rice dumplings in Xixi Building, watching fish six catties of tricks, she even wanted to match Soho with You Qi and achieve a good couple.

I thought of Yun Mian at the door of her house early in the morning, the terrifying white flower snake, and A Leopard......

When the little leopard was brought by Yun Mian, it was like a ball of soft cotton wool......

The once happy and leisurely days, the moment she remembered Daping Palace, were gone.

She is no longer the carefree Xie Yushu, but the Xie Yushu who walks side by side with the unjust soul Zhao Jin.

No matter where she is, she can't let go of Zhao Jin's memory, and she can't leave the resentful Zhao Jin on the road alone.

A tear rolled down from the corner of Yushu's eyes, full of helplessness and hesitation that had accumulated for a long time. What should she do to hold Zhao Jin's hand and become a carefree Xie Yushu again?

Perhaps, there is no hope in this life.

With a long sigh, "Master, if all the things you have experienced in your life can pass away with the wind, then why do you have to go through it, why do you still feel sad, heartbroken, and heartbroken because of these experiences?" Shouldn't these heartaches, heartaches, and heartaches be remembered? Shouldn't it be the beginning and end of the indispensable trajectory of life?

Master, my hatred is not directed against everyone. Just to the wicked people who have hurt me, who have ransacked all my sweet experiences and forcibly changed my life. Am I wrong?

Why don't you let them quit greed, hatred, and hatred, but turn the other way around and demand from me? ”

"Because, they can't." Master Boruo saw through Yushu's state of mind at this time, "They are blinded by greed, hatred, delusion, and hatred, and they can't return. Unlike them, you still have good thoughts, and you will be able to return if you are lost. ”

Yushu frowned, "Master, this is not fair. ”

Master Boruo pursed his lips, "Fair? Do you want fairness? Do you know that they will lose much more than you do? ”

Yushu sneered, "How come? Zhao Xu became the monarch of Southern Qi, and the Shao Tong faction also regarded him as the emperor of the world. Ming-kun?! It's funny. Those people probably forgot who Zhao Xin was and who Zhao Xin's mother was! ”

Raising his head and sighing lightly, "Shao Tong Academy has taught a group of goods that turn black and white upside down and refer to deer as horses!" For Zhao Xu's singing, he spared no effort. Nanqi, sooner or later, will die at their hands. ”

Yushu was heartbroken. In her eyes, the great rivers and mountains of Southern Qi were about to defeat Zhao Xu, a mediocre emperor who was hypocritical and had no action.

Master Boruo complained to Yushu and turned a deaf ear, got down from the meditation bed, sat on the futon opposite Yushu, picked up the porridge bowl on the tray, and stirred the porridge water with a spoon, "Donor, just treat this as the belated Meng Po soup, drink it, forget all hatred, and continue to move forward with a loving heart, okay?" ”

"Master, I can't." Yushu flatly refused.

Master Boruo turned a deaf ear and scooped up a spoonful of porridge and sent it to Yushu's lips. Yushu wanted to say more, but a spoon was put into her mouth. Yushu swallowed it without chewing it, and the rice porridge was very fragrant. Take a sip and feel comfortable. Master Boruo seemed to be coaxing the boy who refused to eat, and persuaded with a very patient smile: "Take another bite, eat more wounds and heal quickly." As he spoke, the spoon was brought over again.

When the hot food entered her stomach, Yushu's stomach gurgled in a long series, which was extremely sharp in the silent meditation room. She hadn't eaten since yesterday. I drank some flax porridge before I went out, but that little thing was not enough to be at the bottom, and I should be hungry at this time.

Master Boruo is a high-ranking monk, and his stomach is grumbling, and Yushu is ashamed. Because her face was too pale, a little blood was very conspicuous. But in the end, the qi and blood are weak, and the cheeks are slightly light pink, and the complexion is much better.

Master Boruo knew that she was embarrassed, and deliberately said something interesting, "Don't look at the name of Zhenquan Temple, but the spring water in the temple is the sweetest and best water in Liangzhou City." Cooking tea is luscious, cooking porridge is delicious. The master said as he fed Yushu porridge.

Yushu thanked Master Boruo for his understanding, spoonful by spoonful, and swallowed it silently.

Master Boruo watched her swallow in one gulp, as if he was looking at the uselessness of his childhood.

He was five or six years old at the time, which was the age of ignorance. When Master Boruo took him out to make a marriage, he accidentally learned that everyone has a father. When he returned, he asked who his parents were.

The monks don't speak. Master Boruo didn't want to say anything, so he kept silent.

When it was useless to see that he was in trouble, he stopped pestering him. Instead, he ran and knelt under the Buddha's seat and begged the Buddha to tell him.

Every time Boruo thought about this, he would be amazed at Wuji's belief in the Buddha, which was wholehearted.

A small bowl of porridge quickly bottomed out, Master Boruo rolled up the sleeves of his robe and printed the corners of Yushu's lips, and asked her with a smile, "This is a porridge that is cooked without help, is it delicious?" ”

Yushu endured the pain in her chest and burped, "It's okay, it's not bad." ”

"You see, uselessness is not useless. He was a kind, honest boy. While Master Boruo did not hesitate to praise Wuji, he also praised Yushu, "You are as kind and generous as him." ”

"Master, it's all said that I'm not a good person." Yushu retorted anxiously. It seems that he is disturbed by Master Boruo's repeated emphasis on the fact that she is a good person.

Master Boruo was not angry, but said, "It's useless to help, in this world, I can't think of anyone else who can help him." ”

If you knew this, you should have spit it out at the first bite. Yushu licked the corners of her lips and deliberately showed a bit of fierceness, "Master, how do you want me to help?" Kill Zhao Xu and Liu Yuan, or give Zhao Xin ......"

Master Boruo put down the porridge bowl, "If you insist on this, do it." ”

Yushu put away her playful expression, straightened her countenance, and asked sincerely: "Master, if, I mean if, there is a chance to make Liu Yuan taste what I have suffered, then, where should I go?" ”

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