……

He closed his eyes gently, and the heart in his chest seemed to have been hit by a hurricane, turning the river and the sea, and the excitement was indescribable......

Holding the thin quilt tightly in his arms, he will still be the same as before, nostalgic for her taste, even if it is just the pillow and quilt she slept on, it makes him feel very relieved.

God knows, how did he survive the past five years?

He really had a lot to say to her......

I thought that they would definitely be able to see it today, but I never thought that in the end, it would be a passing by......

This time, though, no matter where she is? He must find her too......

Hongye was woken up from his sleep by Huiyun, and after listening to what happened, he clasped his hands together and said with sorrowful eyes: "Amitabha, this is really the time, and the life is ......."

Huiyun asked puzzledly, "Master Hongye, the disciple doesn't understand, what do you mean by that?" ”

Hongye just shook his head, stood up and tidied up his clothes in front of the mirror, put on his robe, and said leisurely: "Let's go!" ”

"Yes......" Huiyun helped him towards the cave.

The knock on ......the door interrupted Nangong Jing's thoughts.

I only heard Jiang Heng say stereologically: "Young Master, a mage named Hongye claims to be the junior brother of Master Hongyuan, do you want to see it?" ”

Nangong Jing opened his eyes suddenly, stood up upright from the bed, put on his leather shoes, and said coldly: "Let him in!" ”

Jiang Heng opened the door and helped Hongye to walk inside, Nangong Jing turned on the flashlight and looked at the old monk in front of him.

His eyebrows and hair were white, and his wrinkled face made his eyes look extremely small, and the bright light made him stretch out his hand as dry as old bark to block it, and put his hands together and said, "Amitabha Buddha ......"

Ling Kong let go of his arm and lit the oil lamp in the room, and Nangong Jing turned off the flashlight.

The room was suddenly illuminated by a dim oil lamp, stretching the figure very long, Nangong Jing sat in place and did not move, his thin lips pursed, and he was silent.

"This donor, fate gathers and scatters, all are illusory, the heart is now dedicated to the Buddha, and no longer covets earthly love, why bother with the donor?" Hongye opened his mouth helplessly.

"Enlightenment...... Heh......" Nangong Jing suddenly let out a sneer.

"I'll ask you, did Hongyuan clear all her memories?"

Hongye stared at him like a bonfire and didn't answer his question directly.

just sighed and said: "Donor, the enlightenment heart is born for the Buddha, you are just her love in the world, why bother her, only let go, your future can be free!" ”

"Born for the Buddha...... Scold...... I'm just her love affair, am I? Then you'd better destroy my calamity, otherwise, as long as I am here, she won't be able to become a Buddha! ”

Nangong Jing's face was like a February frost that suddenly rose in June, and it was terrifyingly dark.

"This ...... Donor, vulgar language, rather stir a thousand rivers, do not move the monk's heart, the road of cultivation is not easy, especially the suffering of enlightenment......" Hongye's words have not been finished.

Nangong Jing shouted hysterically: "What does it mean to stir up thousands of rivers and not move the hearts of monks?" Hongyuan resurrected her just to cross her to become a Buddha, but does she really want to become a Buddha?

Have you asked her for her opinion? If she had a memory, how could she be so filial, how could she be willing to abandon her parents and her children? She didn't even think about cultivating Buddhism, you misled her! ”

Hongye raised his old eyelids, pursed his lips downward, and remained silent......

"Don't you practitioners talk about taking refuge in Buddhism willingly?

Hongyuan cleared her memory and made her think that she had no worries and devoted herself to cultivation, didn't he think he was shameless in doing this? ”

(End of chapter)