Feng Chenyu collapsed, looking at his hands with confused pupils, he was like a small wooden boat drifting in the storm, he didn't know what happened next in Lu Dao, and he didn't know what he was going to do, his fate route was arranged by anyone, just like a puppet that was manipulated, this puppet touched his memory, broke up his family, took away all his things, and didn't even leave his memory.

Feng Chenyu pressed his hair frantically, he was a little scared, a little apprehensive, his mood was incomprehensible to anyone, he didn't know where to go, it was as if he was wandering in the dark endlessly, forever, forever.

The old monk looked at Feng Chenyu's performance a little strangely, he really couldn't figure it out, why was it good just now, and he could still joke about it, and now he will become like this.

Feng Chenyu looked at his hands again and again, and those hands didn't even feel like they were his own, or even someone else's.

Feng Chenyu was confused, Feng Chenyu looked at the abbot with blood-red eyes, and said ruthlessly: "Old monk, let me ask you, do you know what happened to my life experience, and you also know who erased my memory and who is behind the scenes." ”

The old monk was still the same as before, embarrassed and said: "I know the Tao, but I can't tell you, your fate is very important, you don't care who erases your memory, or who is behind the scenes to control you, you have to believe that you are the man who becomes the king, you have the destiny of the king." ”

After Feng Chenyu heard the old monk's words, he suddenly lowered his head, the hair in front of him completely blocked his eyes, and no one knew how his eyes had changed.

After being silent for a few seconds, Feng Chenyu suddenly raised his head, revealing the look in his eyes, which was almost like a volcanic eruption.

Feng Chenyu gritted his teeth, took a step forward, lifted the old monk's collar at once, and looked at the old monk carefully with eyes that he had never seen before.

"Old bald head, don't tell me that you will be the king's man, I don't want to be a king, I never said I would be a king, I don't want to go on, I'm fed up with this life, tell me my life experience, I want to go home. Feng Chenyu said.

The old monk was lifted by Feng Chenyu's collar, but he was not angry, he sneered, and said: "Do you want to go home?" This is not up to you, you don't want to be the king, but God just made you the fate of the king, this moment starts from the second you were born, your fate has been decided, and you can't do anything." ”

Feng Chenyu's hands were trembling, he grabbed the old monk's head, and roared at him in a broken voice: "For what? Why do you have to bear that responsibility, why do I have to be the king of that shit, I won't do it." Before the words fell, Feng Chenyu ran out of Lu quickly, he didn't want to stay in this place, he wanted to go out.

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The old monk sighed, straightened his collar, and sat down on the stone platform with some frustration.

"Master, Chen Yu is always playing with a child's temper, how can he treat you like that, you are" Wuwen walked over from behind him.

The old monk shook his head and said with some frustration: " This can't be blamed on him, it's a person who may be put into a collapse, erase your memory, abandon your family, wake up in a place where you don't know the way and instill in you these things like the fate of the king, I believe that no one can hold on, his burden is too big, and fate is really a creation to make people, I see Chen Yu this child, although his appearance is more cheerful, but in fact, no one can enter his heart, he doesn't want to take any responsibility, what he wants is to find a hole to hide. ”

Wuwen said unwillingly: "Even so, we can't change anything, this is born after all, even if he doesn't want to be the king, he can't help it."

The old monk nodded frustratedly and said: "Of course I know this, what I'm worried about now is not this, what I'm worried about is that Chen Yu is now confused, how should he get out of the rut and face the reality, he has been running away from his fate now, when he accepts his fate, the gears of fate will turn, Feng Chenyu is the key step." ”

Wuwen shook his head, "It is impossible for him to accept his fate and find his direction in a short time" Wuwen said.

The old monk said firmly: "Perhaps, didn't Tianxing also be confused at the beginning, and didn't he face his own reality at the end, and then succeeded." ”

Wuwen said regretfully: "But it was because Chenxi walked into Tianxing's heart that he was pulled back, who can enter Chenyu's heart now, and even the person who will accompany him for life?"

The old monk shook his head and said, "I don't know who Lu Dao is, the person who can enter his heart may be his lover, or his friend, or even his relatives, this thing is a lamp, showing him the way." ”

Chen Yu's life is very tortuous, and who will put the crown of thorns on him in the end, then I don't know the way, fate changes at any time.

Wuwen said: "What kind of person is Chen Yu, he inherited his father's unique gentleness, his mother's rare strength, and at the same time took on the responsibilities of the two of them, whether he fell halfway or soared into the sky, this is really interesting, I have some expectations." ”

The old monk asked, "Have you finished practicing my Phoenix Divine Pill?" Okay, I'll give it to him when Chen Yu comes back." ”

Wuwen was surprised: "What are you kidding, Chen Yu ran out of the city crying just now, how could he come back, it's good if he doesn't run outside, you still hope that he will come back by himself?"

The old monk touched his beard and said with a smile: He will come back, I believe that he 》》》》》》 the quiet night of the Great Compassion Temple, the place is exceptionally quiet, and the air is filled with some morning light.

In a meditation room in the center of the Great Compassion Temple, the door was suddenly opened, and a hot beauty came out of it.

This beauty wears enough on her body, only her breasts and buttocks are covered, and her belly and thighs are leaking outside, which no one dares to wear like this in the city.

The woman has wheat-colored skin, off-white hair, and looks lazy, probably because she has just woken up.

It was late at night, and every week the woman would go to a secret place that only he knew.

If Feng Chenyu was there, he would find that this woman was Zhao Lingwu.