Chapter 53 But the falling flowers are continuous, warm and flowing grass

The wind flowers fell to the riverside, and the red and pink smiled skillfully.

However, the falling flowers are continuous, and the warmth is flowing.

Wuqi looked at the old woman with laughter. The old woman throwing a bottle of medicine from her hand. Wuxi took it and looked at the bottle, "Why do you believe that you gave me the antidote instead of the poison?"

"This medicine can only make the stickiness of the rope disappear, and it can't get rid of the stickiness in your hand. As long as you find Zhong Jian, I will give you the rest of the antidote." After saying that, he stopped looking at Wuxi and others who closed their eyes.

Seeing this, Biyu asked nervously, "Can I use it?"

Wu Xi thought for a while and then opened the bottle. As she said, the rope fell down, but it was strange that a mass of white mucus on Pan Ranmu's hand was steadily consumed there. Seeing this, he patted Pan Ranmu's hand, who was afraid of scolding the old woman. "Let's go back first and ask the visual master to come over!"

Everyone nodded and left, and it sounded again behind them, "You must keep your promise to call Zhong Jian to see me."

Everyone silently walked to the place where they could not see the old woman. Yan Biyu said unfinished words, "The visual master has already been dead because he was locked in the basement. It seems that the remaining antidote is not enough.

Leng Ye, who has been speechless, said, "Not necessarily. She has a daughter, and it's the same to bring her daughter. Although the mucus will be firmly in your hand, it will not cause harm to people."

Hearing this, he nodded, "But the problem is that I don't know who her daughter is?"

"I have an idea that I don't know if it's feasible."

Pan Ranmu, who was nervous, said, "You said it, you said it quickly!"

Yan Biyu soothed the irritable Pan Ranmu, "Don't worry first. I think we should go to the happy abbot of the current Tianfo Temple. Maybe he knows that there will be more than us.

"This is not the way. That's it! Wait here for a moment. I'll find the Lezai abbot. As soon as Wu Xi saw them nodding, he jumped up and went to the back door of Tianfo Temple as fast as possible. Because he was not familiar with this place, he asked the little monk who was preparing for the sunset in front of the door, "Master, where is the abbot Lezai?"

"You said the abbot. At this time, you should recite the scriptures in the Buddha's temple.

"Thank you, Master!"

"You're welcome! Amitabha."

Wu Xi nodded to the little monk and walked in. After asking all the way, he quickly came to the Buddha Hall. The abbot Lezai knocked on the wooden fish and read some words in his mouth, but he didn't understand what he was reading?

Wu Xi gently went in, clenched his hands, and worshipped the Buddha. When the happy abbot saw that the person was unattacked, he put the wooden fish in front of the table, and then bowed to Wuxi, "Amitabha, what does Lord Chen have to find?"

Wu attacked the other party's father-in-law bent down and nodded, "Lezai abbot, Princess Pan did not miss the edge of Meilin Lake and was tied by an old woman with a snake skin rope. The old woman gave him a bottle of medicine to take off the rope, but did not take off the sticky king's medicine, saying that he would see Zhong Jian, otherwise he would not give the antidote."

Hearing the unattacked description, the abbot Lezai had an expressionless and kind face, which suddenly became complicated and changeable.

"You're talking about vision!"

"Uh-huh!"

I saw Master Lezai's palms tightly, and then sighed, "What a grievance. Wrong! Let's go with you!"

Wu Xie nodded without asking much, "Thank you, abbot."

After saying that, he quickly came to Meilin with Master Lezai. A group of nervously waiting people were overjoyed when they saw the arrival of Lezai abbot. Yan Biyu hurried forward, "Lezai abbot."

"Amitabha Buddha." With that, he looked at Pan Ranmu's hand with a clinging face, and then took out a bottle of potion from his sleeve and applied it to it. The sticky king turned into water little by little. Seeing this, the abbot quickly walked into Meilin Lake without waiting for Pan Ranmu's thanks.

The old woman laughed as soon as she saw the Lezai abbot, "You are willing to come to see me. For three years, you have not come to see me, and you are finally willing to see me."

Wuxi and others behind Lezai looked curiously at Master Lezai and the old woman. Master Lezai said calmly, "Amitabha, you are so kind. In the past three years, hasn't it been enlightened to the donor?"

"Wake up? What's wrong with me? Are you going to do that to me? What on earth did I do wrong? Those people deserve to die. Zhong Jian, don't forget that I will become like this. It's all yours. If I hadn't insisted on becoming a monk, would I have washed the Heavenly Buddha Temple with blood?

"Doesn't the benefactor know why the monk became a monk?"

Listening to the calm tone of the abbot Lezai, the old woman seemed to be crazy, "Are you a man or not? Don't tell me a plain monk and another. It's annoying to hear."

"It seems that the donor has no intention of repentance, so the monk will take a step ahead."

Seeing that Lezai was about to leave, the old woman shouted, "Zhong Jian, don't you want to know where our daughter is?"

The abbot of Lezai stopped the footsteps of leaving and turned his back to the old woman and looked at the sky gradually darkening. The weather changed. Just now, it was still like spring and flowers were blooming. Now it snowed. The snow-white snowflakes fell on Lezai's body, but it seemed that Lezai was not aware of waiting for the old woman behind him. Words.

Not far away, I looked at their Wuxi and others tremblingly. I only heard the old woman cry, "Zhong Jian, don't want me. If you do this, I will really go crazy."

The abbot said ruthlessly, "The benefactor, the past grudge between you and me has already been broken. If the benefactor didn't come to tell the Ping Monk's daughter where she was, the Ping Monk didn't want to freeze to death here. As he said, he walked forward step by step, and the tears of the old woman flowed more fiercely. "Zhong Jian... How can you be so ruthless? I said, I said, you stop. I abandoned our daughter in Jincheng Zuihonglou!"

No one saw a tear from the corners of Lezai's abbot's eyes. He didn't expect that his haired wife would abandon his daughter in the Drunken Red Mansion. "You have ever thought that it was your child."

"Can this be my fault? It's not because you gave birth to a son with someone else outside and generously took them into the house regardless of my feelings. As you said, you only love me for the rest of your life, but what's the result? I..."

Before the old woman finished speaking, Lezai turned around, because she suddenly shook off the snowflakes. "Because of this, you are jealous and poison the newborn baby. Is it also cruel to rape Juanzi? Then abandon your daughter in the drunken red house?

Being yelled at by Lezai like this, the old woman risked to shout back, "Yes, yes... This is what you forced me... If you didn't care about boys over girls, would I do that? Since Menglian was born, have you ever seen her? Have you ever done what a father should do? When the bitch bullied our mother and daughter, where were you and where were you... Instead of letting her follow me and I was tortured to death by that bitch, why not let her go to the drunken Red Mansion and have fun for a lifetime? There is no need to make friends or pain. Am I wrong?" He said that he shook the snakeskin rope in his hand and shocked the floating pool of lake water.

Hearing this, I closed my eyes and said, "It's good." With that, he knelt on the ground and knelt motionlessly.

"Zhong Jian, Zhong Jian..." The old woman was worried and knelt down, but she was not moving.

Wu Xi and others found that something was wrong, so they came over. Lezai suddenly looked up and roared, spit out a mouthful of blood, stained the white snow, and was soon covered with ruthless snowflakes.

"Zhong Jian..." I ignored the old woman's shouting, Le Zai stretched out his hand to stop Wu Xi and others from approaching. Then he raised his head and looked at the old woman, "Yuan Bulin, I thought I was going to let you go three years ago and give you the snake skin rope, but I didn't expect you to add resentment to these irrelevant descendants. It's because I owe you, so I'll pay it back. Poor Menglian!" After saying that, he lowered his head and kept kneeling, no longer getting up or moving.

The snowflakes fluttered, and it seemed that he also knew the happy pain of burying the snow-white snowflakes in his life's pain.

"Zhong Jian... Ah... What on earth did I do wrong? God wants to do this to me, ah..." The lake suddenly waved, and then splashed water and snowflakes into one, and became snow into water.

When Yuan Bulin raised her head again, she had white hair. She was so shocked that she couldn't help sighing that she had a lot of infatuation with Lezai abbot in her heart, and she would have gray hair in an instant because of his departure.

It seems that she belongs to this piece of snow. She lowered her head and her scattered white hair covered her face. If it hadn't been for the snakeskin rope that was still stirring in the lake, I guess no one would know that the snow white was a person.

"Did the Lezai abbot be dead like this?" Pan Ranmu fell into Wu's arms and cried. Wu Xi just couldn't help looking at Le Zai and the old woman's cold Ye and crying faintly, and Yan Biyu, who was sobbing, couldn't help sighing, "What is the love in the world, directly teach life and death."

Fall in love with a person who doesn't love himself, and love becomes hate in the end!

Fall in love with someone who doesn't love you, and you will become jealous in the end!

Fall in love with a person who doesn't love himself, and in the end, it becomes a killing!

I have no choice but to fall in love with a person who doesn't love me. I'm crazy, stupid, crazy, crazy, all hurt, all hurt!

Wuxi felt that if he didn't find the happy abbot, wouldn't things become like this? Is it happy that the abbot is still knocking on the wooden fish in the Buddha's hall to wash the sins of his life? Does the old woman still laugh wildly and scold the world for being stupid, instead of being so silent now that she even forgets to cry in a daze?

Wuxi, who didn't want to watch it anymore, turned around with difficulty, and had no choice but to shed tears. The tears slipped down, such quiet, such helplessness, and self-reproach. Lezai Abbot, please don't worry, I will help you find your daughter and let her come to see you. Thinking about it, he didn't look at Pan Ranmu and others who turned around and followed her. He just stretched out his hand to receive a snowflake, which soon melted into water.

Seeing this, I couldn't help smiling bitterly. But the falling flowers are affectionate, and the flowing water is unintentional. Why are you and Chu Zhaoran? If you want to do this, you can put down your hand and walk forward quickly. It seems that you want to escape from this fact.

After returning to the temple, Yan Biyu told the masters of the Tianfo Temple, and the whole Tianfo Temple was instantly stained with a layer of gray hesitation.

Sitting in the Zen room arranged by the master, looking at the monks who came and went in a hurry outside, the heart without attack is colder than ever. I don't know whether the snow-white sky is frozen and empty, or the heart of the attack is frozen and empty.

Seeing this, Leng Ye, who was in the same room with Wuxi, sat down beside Wuxi, "What's the matter?"

He has been in a state of no attack, looking at Leng Ye confusedly, "Your Highness..."

Chapter 53 *End