Feng Qianxin finally understood, these eighteen people are the masters of the green silk hair embroidery that Hanlian brought back, and the mystery of the ten satin brocades is to clear the grievances of these one hundred and twenty people!

"Come and see!" Forget Chen suddenly exclaimed: "There are words here!" ”

Feng Qianxin hurriedly walked over, leaned over and squatted beside Forget Chen, in the innermost part of the dark room is the stone wall, there is a sitting corpse, behind it there are traces of being scratched by stones, crooked words, each stroke with a strong hatred deep into the stone wall!

Feng Qianxin gently moved away to take the corpse, rubbed the handwriting with his fingers, felt the hatred and unwillingness of the dying monks, and slowly read out the words on the wall.

"Yuanhan Temple is destroyed, the eighteen sons are wronged, the way of heaven is unfair, the official power is greedy for the work of the sky, covets the Taoist yellow robe, wants to soar in the daytime, and the eighteen sons weave brocade, and do not obey the death, my Buddha is merciful to save people in the sea of suffering but is destroyed, and swears not to bow down to the official. March 15 of the 10th year of Jingyu. ”

Official ......

"It's a thousand mountains!" Feng poured a hateful punch against the wall, and at this moment she finally understood all this.

Thousands of mountains respect Taoism, want to become immortals, actually coveted the Yellow Robe of the Jade Emperor, captured the brocade women eighteen people, this woman did not dare to commit the day to resist death, fled to the Yuanhan Temple, was rescued by the temple, must be the monks to come up with the method of mixing the pearls, the eighteen sons of the green silk faded, shaved mixed in the monks, thousands of mountains for a while can not distinguish, I want to think that this escaped a catastrophe, do not want this person to be ruthless will be the whole temple people in the tower of the dead slaughter.

"Amitabha, such a vicious heart......" Forget the dust shook his head compassionately, and sighed: "My Buddha is merciful, but I pay attention to the reincarnation of heaven, and if I do too much injustice, I will kill myself." ”

Feng Tianxin raised his eyes, was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "No." ”

Forget Chen looked back at her, and said in a deep voice: "What did you find?" ”

Feng tilted his eyes and said suspiciously: "Forget the dust, if the Yuanhan Temple suffers from this catastrophe, then how did Han Lian discover the secret here." You see, this date is ten days away from the embroidery competition that Cheng Keli said, and these monks have already died of exhaustion, how did Han Lian know all this? ”

Wangchen lowered his eyebrows and thought for a moment, and speculated: "Could it be that you have discovered this dark hole and seen this monk's masterpiece?" ”

Feng tilted his head and said, "This is not very likely, after all...... After all, it is a corpse of one hundred and twenty people, and if Han Lian is a woman, if she sees it inadvertently, she will be frightened, how can she flow through the corpse and go to the innermost part to see the words on it, and this word is hidden behind the monk's body. ”

Forget Chen was taken aback and said, "What do you mean to say that there is a survivor among these monks!" He ran away and didn't die! ”

Feng stood up with a heart, and the phoenix's eyes were like torches: "There is only this explanation, otherwise how would Han Lian get the green silk of these eighteen people, embroider it into ten satin brocades and hide the secret inside!" ”

Forget the dust was silent, and after a while, he sighed softly and said: "This woman is morally commendable, but she is not as good as these men." Thousands of mountains are ignorant of official intentions, and it is time to pay the price for it. ”

Feng Qian also sighed and said, "Qinglian is also a strange woman, otherwise she would not have come up with such a means." ”

Forget Chen looked at her and teased: "You're not angry? ”

Feng Tianxin's face was red, thinking of his angry appearance in front of him, he couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, and said with a smile: "It's time for us to go and see the main master." ”

After a pause, Feng leaned his lips, his eyes dimmed, and said, "It's just that this dark hole mechanism was destroyed by the Jingqu, how can the two of us get out?" ”

Forget Chen smiled freely, the two sat side by side on the steps, he said calmly: "Life or death, as long as you fight hard, you will have no regrets!" ”

Feng tilted his heart and mouth slightly painful, looked sideways at his side face, remembering the appearance of his illness at that time, he was still distressed, he is now trying his best to find the Gen dog to lift the moon lantern, is he also trying his best to live?

"Forget the dust, what kind of disease do you have?"

Forget Chen was shocked when he heard this, and looked back at her eyes, only to feel that her eyes were like springs, clear and free of impurities, and there was no reason for a burst of cowardice, don't look away, it took a long time for Feng to hear his voice: "Life and death contract." ”

When Feng Tianxin heard this, her whole person seemed to have been shocked, and a hole in her heart was burned, gradually burning her whole person, and an obscurity poured into the bone marrow.

It took her long time to find her voice and say, "Master Forget Chen must have a beloved before he becomes a monk, otherwise he will not drink the life and death contract with her." ”

The contract of life and death is a kind of poison of yin and yang, and generally people who love each other willingly take it, one party dies, and the other is tortured by the contract of life and death for five years, and every time he gets sick in these five years, he will die after five years.

Forget the dustNow you really see through the red dust, forget the spirit and want to live alone?

"yes, I love him very much." Forget Chen's eyes were slightly dilated, as if he was recalling his spiritual heart.

"I don't think I'm a person with wise roots, life and death are not important to me, it's just spiritual...... Recently, she dreamed of me, she was suffering in the purgatory of the ten directions, she had to get, someone had to repay her karma for her......" Forget Chen's eyes rose with mist, and sighed softly: "I wanted to sleep with her, but now, I don't want her to suffer in the boundless hell, it doesn't make a difference to me if I live or die, I just want her to be good." ”

With a snap, the candle on the stone wall went out, and it was thought that the candle had come to an end, so that he could not see the tearful face beside him.

Feng Qingxin clenched her palm, her fingertips pierced into her palm, and the pain in her heart at this time was ten times worse than when she cut her heart that day!

Forget the dust, forget the dust, you really love her deeply!

If you knew that the person next to you was the murderer who killed Lingxin that day, would you kill her immediately?

Even if you become a monk and see through the red dust, you still can't forget her, why don't you have a deep obsession with love?

Okay, since you want to live to bear the karmic consequences for her, her phoenix will definitely fulfill you, and when his soul bottle is full, what spiritual heart, what karmic fruit, you must forget it all, from now on, you can only be her phoenix in your heart!

Even if, even if she is lost in the end, she has no regrets.

"Pour in, what's wrong with you?" Forgotten dust in the dark looked at her, and asked in surprise when she didn't speak for a long time.

"Nothing." Feng smiled heartily: "I just suddenly remembered that I still have some things to do." ”

Forget Chen lowered his eyebrows lightly, he didn't speak, Feng Tianxin didn't speak, and the air was quiet for a while.

Forget the dust, I have no reincarnation, there is no afterlife, whether I become a ghost or a demon, you and I will have a long time in this life.

The sound of smashing the wall suddenly broke the silence, and then Si Ying and Chen Zixi's worried voices came: "Pour your heart, master, are you in there?" ”