Mrs. Jing Ci of Tzu Yun Nunnery has been restless these days. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info She's been like this since the last time that young man came. originally thought that it had been decades since things passed, and no one would pay attention to it, but I never thought that the son of a scumbag would never give up his heart of revenge.

Jingci's head hurt a little, and memories are a painful thing. It's like a scar that is scabbed, but under the scar is an ugly scar. Removing the scab will still bleed and be painful. Memory is such a strange thing, and the more you try to forget, the more you can't forget it. And the more you try to remember, the more you can't remember it.

Ciyun Nunnery is on the Yuexing Mountain, far away from right and wrong, but not far from the world. The pilgrims who came in and out brought the distractions of the world with them inadvertently. Jingci's heart has never been completely settled, she knows the hardships of Xia Chuanjiu raising children alone, and she also knows that Xia Zhong has grown up little by little, and she also knows that Xia Chuanjiu has been ill for a long time and finally left in pain, every news comes and goes away. She has heard, cared, and relieved, but she has never made people feel her change. She became more and more like a devout believer who had completely converted to Buddhism.

A young descendant came to the ancestral hall of the Xia family and waited for Master Jingci outside the hall of Ciyun Nunnery.

Mrs. Xia hadn't sent anyone to find Jing Ci for so many years, Jing Ci was a little panicked, she put on her clothes with trembling hands, and walked quickly to the main hall. She walked a little eagerly, as if she had been waiting for a long time.

"Mrs. Xia, Mrs. Xia asked me to bring you a message." The latter put his mouth close to Jingci's ear and whispered a few words.

After listening to Hou Sheng's words, Jing Ci's face suddenly turned gray.

"Please tell Mrs. Xia, I'll go down the mountain to find him later." Jingci said goodbye to the afterlife and returned to the meditation room.

There is nothing special about Mrs. Xia not coming to her, a person outside the world. Looking for her will only be that thing. What are you looking for her for? It's nothing more than discussing with her to unify the voice. She knows it without going. It had been decided thirty years ago, if it weren't for the fact that the young man would come back to disturb her impure life.

A sudden surge of hatred swelled up in her heart, she hated the man who had been dead for many years, but he was dead and left her with such a story that was not completely over. He brought her shame when he was alive, and shame on her when he died. She has been practicing hard for so many years, and she still hasn't escaped this shame. Now for the sake of his children, she has to reserve the last dignity for him. She was paying for him all the time, who thought about her? The entire Xia family shop was thinking about the Xia family, and no one considered her feelings as a person with a foreign surname.

"Why bother with their family?" Such a thought suddenly popped up in Jing Ci's heart, but Mrs. Xia had already sent someone to find him, and he had promised to go down the mountain, alas! If you do this well, you will have a clear conscience, and the Bodhisattva will also understand her painstaking efforts, so cultivate it in the next life! She can only think like this, she hopes that in the next life, she will have a full house of children and grandchildren to make up for the shortcomings of this life!

Jingci was dressed neatly when the sun was about to go down, she quietly came down from the back mountain, she didn't want to meet the acquaintances of Xiajiapu.

When it was already dark, a thin figure came to Shengping Lane, and a thin hand gently clicked the knocker on the door of the Xia family ancestral hall. The door opened, and the figure quietly flashed into the Xia family ancestral hall.