A rainstorm came unexpectedly, and the rain washed away the blood and wiped away all evil. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Hui Ding fled down the mountain in a panic.

Not knowing where to go, Huiding's mind went blank. He only remembered that when he buried Jing Xiu's body, he clearly saw that Jing Xiu's eyes were open. The eyes are still so clear and innocent.

"Senior Brother Huiding!" From time to time, this call would appear in Huiding's ears. Every time Hui Ding had to subconsciously look around, in fact, no one called him, and the person who called him was dead. Killed by his own hands!

Every time I think of this, Huiding's heart twitches. He's going to get out of here as soon as possible. Where to go? South Putuo Temple? Didn't he go to great lengths to do all this just to go to Nanputuo Temple to replace Jingxiu? There's no turning back for him.

Nanputuo Temple is so far away, he doesn't want to come back if he goes. He didn't have any memories of Baochan Temple, he had basically let go of everything in the world, and he hadn't completely let go of a long-cherished wish buried in his heart. This time there will be no chance to come back. He wanted to give up this wish, and from then on there was no one he had to care about in the world.

Hui Ding remembered that Yumo was now thirty-six years old. They hadn't seen each other in twenty years. Yumo should have been married a long time ago. Maybe Yumo doesn't remember him anymore. But he will never forget Yumo.

Yumo must still be living in that small mountain village in Jinzhai in southern Anhui! He must find Yumo and tell her that he has never forgotten her. Seeing that she is alive and well, he will no longer have to worry about it.

Huiding walked for a long time before he walked to Jinzhai Yanluoping. Yanluoping is no longer what he was when he left home. The road out of the village was even more muddy. The small courtyard where Yumo lived before he got married has long been dilapidated. Presumably her parents are gone.

It was easy for Huiding to find out that Yumo was really married to the blind son of Wenhu, the land advocate of Yanluoping. Hui Ding remembered that Yumo wanted to take her with her, and there was a widowed mother to support on the four walls of the family, Hui Ding didn't want Yumo to follow him for food, so he ruthlessly left Yumo and took his mother to leave Yanluoping on a moonlit night.

The longer he left Yumo, the stronger Huiding's thoughts became. In Baochan Temple, he often thought that it would be better to return to the vulgar and go back to find Yumo. Be a carefree layman. That idea was actually denied by himself only in an instant, and after leaving for so long, Yumo would not have waited for him for a long time, and he must have been forced by his parents to agree to that family business.

There was no going back.

Yumo must be living in the courtyard in front of him now. Only a large landowner's family could afford to build such a high wall. Hui Ding stood outside the high courtyard wall and thought about many things in the past. Xiang Yumo's face had a beauty mole, Xiang Yumo's little hand was as soft as cotton in his big palm, and Xiang Yumo cried and begged him to take her away from Yanluoping. Hui Ding remembered many things, but in fact, he never forgot them.

"Yumo! Where did you die! You come out for Lao Tzu! An angry roar startled Hui Dingxin outside the courtyard wall.

"I'm here! I boiled medicine for my son in the kitchen. I'm not going anywhere! "It's Yumo's voice! Huiding heard it! That's right! It must have not changed!

"You're missing that wild man again, aren't you?" The voice was full of drunkenness and hatred.

"I didn't think about anyone!"

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! Hui Ding only heard a hard slap, but he didn't hear Yumo's resistance, let alone Yumo's crying, the slap seemed to hit a stone, and there was no response. But it was like hitting Hui Dingxin, which made his heart hurt for a while.