The eyes of the old monk next to him were still closed, "The six realms of reincarnation naturally have an afterlife." ”

Wan Yan Zhang didn't believe in these things before, but after being reborn, there were some things that he had to believe.

Maybe the moonlight was too beautiful, Wan Yanzhang suddenly had a desire to confide in the old monk, and he muttered: "Why, the person you found is not the person you are looking for?" ”

He didn't think that the old monk could understand his words, and there should be no one in the world who could understand his words.

He just wanted to say what was held in his heart.

The old monk spoke, "Maybe the time has not come, the donor just needs to wait patiently." ”

Wan Yanzhang muttered and repeated: "The time has not come, wait patiently? ”

Perhaps.

He turned to the old monk and said, "Thank you, master, for your explanation." ”

The old monk shook his head lightly, "The poor monk is not a master, just an ordinary monk. ”

"However, the poor monk has a piece of advice to give to the benefactor."

"There are trade-offs in life, the donor can't take everything, if you get one thing, you will lose the other, think about it clearly, what you want."

After speaking, the old monk got up and walked away slowly.

After Yan Zhang watched the moon for half the night alone, the night was heavy and dewed, and then he went back to his room to sleep.

From this day on, Wan Yanzhang went back to the temple on the mountain to rest at night, and when the little girl came out to cut pigweed or wash clothes during the day, he watched from afar.

Sometimes, he would lie on the big tree in front of the Jiang family.

He didn't know what the old monk said about the timing, he only knew that he was going to find her, no matter how long he waited.

After a while, more than ten days passed, and after this day, Yan Zhang was lying on the big tree and closed his eyes to recuperate, and suddenly heard a sharp scolding sound from the house.

"You are a mourning star, you can't do such a thing, you know how to eat every day, ······ you know it"

Wan Yanzhang frowned, the old woman of the Jiang family was very vicious, either scolding this or that, the little girl was often scolded by her, and he felt noisy when he lay on the tree.

"Dead star, kill my big man, little slut ······"

Wan Yanzhang suddenly turned over from the tree and sat up, even if the little girl was not Gu Yunjiao, but she was facing Gu Yunjiao, how could she scold the old woman like this!

He jumped onto the roof and saw the old woman standing in the courtyard with her waist crossed, her mouth still chattering.

Wan Yanzhang grabbed a tile and shot towards the old woman's face.

Zhou was scolding vigorously, when suddenly something slapped heavily on her face, the force was so great, she howled, and immediately lay down on her back.

When the people in the house came out to see, Zhou was lying on the ground, bleeding profusely.

Two of his front teeth were lost on the ground, his lips were red and swollen, and his nose and mouth were bleeding.

Looking at the ground again, I don't know where a broken tile came from.

The Jiang family looked around and saw nothing.

Wan Yanzhang naturally wouldn't stand on the roof stupidly, and left after teaching Zhou a lesson.

Zhou's mouth was swollen and it was difficult to open his mouth, but the Jiang family was quiet for a few days.

On this day, the little girl, as usual, came out with a basket to cut pigweed.

Wan Yanzhang was lying on a big tree not far away, and now he knew the little girl's daily movements very well, and he had come here to wait for a long time.

The little girl cut a basket full of pigweed, put down her woodcutter, and picked up the wild flowers.

Wan Yanzhang on the tree closed his eyes and almost fell asleep.

At that moment, his ears moved, and he suddenly heard a thin sound like a whimper.

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