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"Ah Zi" Zhao Ming couldn't care about the pain of his dantian, and ran towards the direction where Ah Zi fell.

When Zhao Ming climbed there, Ah Zi was already angry, Zhao Ming picked Ah Zi up with difficulty, looking at Ah Zi who was dying, Zhao Ming didn't know why the tears were rolling down, for Ah Zi's place, Zhao Ming was never impatient, I hated it, and gradually felt accustomed to it, knowing this moment, he knew that Ah Zi had left a deep scratch in his life, and when he saw the blood from the corner of Ah Zi's mouth kept gushing out, Zhao Ming was so ruthless in his heart, hated Xuan Ci, hated why he was so ruthless, hated himself even more, hated why he didn't have the strength to protect her, why he was so cowardly

"Don't, don't" Zhao Ming hugged Ah Zi's body and couldn't help crying, there are not many people in this world who can pass into his heart, but Ah Zi occupies a place in it, and now, this place is shrouded in shadows.

"You live and help me tell my mother I'm sorry, I can't, I can't" Ah Zi struggled to finish the last words, but he used his last strength and still didn't finish it.

Zhao Ming saw that Ah Zi's hand that he had tried to raise fell back to the ground, and tears suddenly flowed down again, he wanted to endure it, wanted to convince himself that it was nothing, but the tears still flowed down uncontrollably

Accompanied by Ah Zi's body kneeling there quietly, Zhao Ming didn't make a sound, Xuan Ci who was standing not far behind him was also silent at the moment, I don't know what he thought, he also stood there in a daze at this moment, there were guilt, excitement, and indifference in his eyes, and various emotions mixed in his eyes, if those monks in the temple saw Xuan Ci at this moment, they would definitely not believe that this was their kind abbot.

Half a day later, Zhao Ming finally stood up, didn't think about Xuan Ci behind him, didn't think about his own crisis, hugged Ah Zi's body and walked forward silently, walking along the official road, he didn't care where the next place was, he just wanted to put Ah Zi in his mother's hands.

Xuan Ci saw that Zhao Ming had finally moved for a long time, and his eyes suddenly became firm, seeing Zhao Ming walking forward with his back without any defense, Xuan Ci raised his palm and hit Zhao Ming's heart.

Zhao Ming didn't realize the coming of the crisis at all, and still walked forward aimlessly, as if there was only the road in front of him in his world.

Just as Xuan Ci's hand was about to hit Zhao Ming's heart, a fallen leaf floated over from a distance and gently landed on Xuan Ci's palm.

Xuan Ci, who didn't care about it, suddenly felt that his palm seemed to be hit by the force of Qianjun, and his arm was immediately deflected by the leaf, and his palm also crossed Zhao Ming's right shoulder.

"Who?" Xuan Ci immediately turned to look in the direction where the leaves were drifting, but there was no figure over there, Xuan Ci looked around again, there was still no figure, it seemed that the leaves were really floating down from the tree.

Of course, Zhao Ming in front didn't feel everything that happened behind him, at this moment he had put his life and death out of the way, and he only realized that sometimes happiness is by your side, if you don't cherish it, he will pass by you, she is a meteorite, and you are the one who stands on the top of the mountain and makes a wish, her life is very short, if you can't seize that moment and make up your mind, then in the end you can only watch him pass in front of you

Xuan Ci was sure that he hadn't missed just now, but he didn't believe that anyone would be able to do it to him right under his nose.

Xuan Ci scanned everything around him back and forth, but the final result was still no one, it seemed that he and Zhao Ming had always been in the field.

Xuan Ci thought about who did it to him without going again, at this moment Xuan Ci was even more determined to kill Zhao Ming, he was worried that if someone really came, people would recognize him, although he was already wearing night clothes, but after all, this place was not far from Shaolin, if he really met a monk or pilgrim who was very familiar with him, he would be recognized.

His current idea is to fight quickly, without a trace of pity.

Thinking of this, Xuan Ci directly raised his finger and pointed at Zhao Ming's back heart, and Zhao Ming's heart would be pierced by the finger, and there was no chance of survival.

But just when Xuan Ci's finger was about to point at Zhao Ming's back heart, another leaf slipped from in front of Xuan Ci, this time Xuan Ci was already prepared, and when he saw another leaf floating towards him, the finger that was originally pointing at Zhao Ming instantly changed direction and wanted to point the leaf.

The "bang" finger collided with the leaves, and immediately set off a wave of qi, and Xuan Ci, who was closest to him, was immediately pushed out half a step.

Xuan Ci looked at the fragments of leaves that were blown up by himself with a shocked face, he never thought that there was such a power hidden in this leaf, and then thought that his hand was hit by the leaves just now and was just carried out by the translation, his heart couldn't help but be cold, and beads of sweat slowly oozed from Xuan Ci's head.

"If you have to forgive people and forgive people, why should the monks be so ruthless? If you don't see it, you can see your true self first, let go, and only then can you always hold a bodhicitta heart" Gradually, the voice went farther and farther, and it seemed to come from a long distance, Xuan Ci's heart was still entangled, although he knew that there was indeed someone watching everything that happened here from a distance, and he also knew that the person might not be here anymore, but he no longer had the courage to slap Zhao Ming who was holding the corpse in front of him.

I kept watching Zhao Ming's voice go farther and farther, and I was relieved until I couldn't see Xuan Ci again, it seemed that Zhao Ming had been in that crisis for a long time, and after seeing Zhao Ming's strange night, Xuan Ci finally let go of the heart that was lifted by that voice.

I didn't notice it just now, but when I relaxed, Xuan Ci found that the clothes on his back had been attached to his body, not only the clothes inside, but even the night clothes had been soaked with sweat.

"I didn't expect that there really was such an existence in the world, but why is it so difficult to be here" seemed to think of something, and Xuan Ci's face became even more panicked.

As for Zhao Ming in front, there has always been a sentence in his heart at this moment: 'Let go, only then can you hold a bodhichitta and let go'

In this way, Zhao Ming walked forward unconsciously, holding the corpse in his arms tightly (to be continued. )