Chapter 470

The martial uncle who claimed that "God knows his destiny and never talks nonsense" said: "it is God's destiny for you to enter the Buddhism. If others make mistakes, this person will be in great trouble."

Ying Wuqiu, who was always gentle and polite, stood in front of the crowd and said firmly, "sorry, martial uncle, I don't believe it."

Then he turned and left.

Everyone was surprised.

In an instant, in such a large Wanhua temple, eighteen experts stopped in front of the door and blocked the way that should not be asked.

He stood in front of a group of martial brothers, and many people were much lower than him.

Once upon a time, people who were polite to each other would stick at each other.

The host master stood behind Ying Wuqiu, read the Buddha's horn and sighed, "Wuqiu, you grew up in Wanhua temple since you were a child. What kind of bitterness, joy, sadness and joy have you never seen? Why do you fall into the world of mortals and suffer again."

The elder martial brothers followed the advice, opening their mouths and closing their mouths. All the words they uttered were red dust and smoke, and there was no need to linger.

Should not ask to stand in place, his face has not changed at all, "he has never known Acacia, how can he forget the world of mortals?"

For a moment, everyone was speechless.

The 19-year-old Ying Wuqiu's face was calm, calm and crazy, and was willing to fall into this earthly world of sadness and joy.

He nodded slightly to the elders, held his hand, walked slowly through the array of monks holding sticks, stepped on the sunshine and stepped out of the ethereal incense room.

The respected martial uncle stood behind him, He said in a loud voice, "no request! If you step out of this door today, you will suffer all the suffering she suffers in the future. Then... You will regret it!"

On that day, there was no demand and no turning back.

He firmly believes that even if he has a sweetheart, he can save others.

Buddha is merciful and will not embarrass the love in his heart.

But Uncle Shi wrote the ending for him and Zhao Jingyi early.

The day the 19-year-old Ying Wuqiu found Zhao Jingyi, the Pingcheng dam collapsed and washed away thousands of people, as well as Zhao Jingyi, who was just beating a horse.

It took three days and nights to find her dying in the pile of corpses.

A fresh and bright girl looks like earth. If he comes a moment and a half late, yin and Yang will be separated forever.

That day.

He always believed that God had the virtue of living a good life. He believed that God would really punish mortals.

He turned his back on the road he was going to take, but the punishment fell on Zhao Jingyi.

How cruel.

How terrible.

Ying Wuqiu kept Zhao Jingyi in a coma all night.

That night, he thought a lot. When she woke up immediately, he asked the nearby villagers to send her to the nearest government office. He took the young and middle-aged to salvage the survivors on both sides of the river bank, see the injured and chant scriptures for the unfortunate dead

Busy, not a moment to stop.

Later, Zhao Jingyi woke up and looked at him so far away.

She didn't know who he came for, only that he was dedicated to saving lives.

Later, Ying Wuqiu returned to Wanhua Temple alone.

He knelt before the Buddha to repent.

Repentance should not have feelings for that heart.

Martial uncle asked him, "do you know regret?"

He asked him, "what can be solved?"

The host master was completely at a loss.

Uncle Shi said, "there is a way. It depends on whether you are willing or not?"

"I wish." Ying Wuqiu looked up at him, "please give me your advice."

At that time, he was willing to let him die to eliminate Qingqing's robbery.

Martial uncle sighed and said to him, "you have broken the infatuation of the world of mortals. If you are far away from her, you will not have any involvement with her in this life."

He sat on the futon without asking and didn't speak for a moment.

The host master said, "it's God's will. There's no need. You can save her once. What about next time?"

Martial uncle said, "if you don't stop this idea as soon as possible, the eldest princess will be robbed even more. If you don't believe it, just try again."

Don't dare to try again.

So I shaved and left home.

Ying Wuqiu thought of the gods and Buddhas wholeheartedly. Zhao Jingyi put on red clothes and married others.

Acacia tears and yesterday's love are thrown away.

Finally become a stranger, long read good year.

He spent ten months a year in seclusion, opening his mouth and closing his mouth. When he preached with others, he occasionally remembered that this place once said to come with her.

When I passed a long street, I saw her at a glance, but I thought I didn't see anything.

Thousands of waves surging in my heart, but I have to suppress them on my face, flat and quiet, without waves and waves.

She used to laugh.

After marrying someone else, I often laugh, but it's hard to laugh at the bottom of my eyes.

People always say that the son-in-law treats the eldest princess very well, but the princess is a very restless person, and her husband changed one after another.

Every time I have to change, I have to let my husband's family die.

Black widow, that's all.

Only Ying Wuqiu knows that Zhao Jingyi is for her father.

She had lived in Wanhua temple for so many years, but she didn't look forward to it. Her father came to pick her up.

Just more disappointed, there is no hope.

Her joy gradually dissipated between January 1 of the year.

Should not ask, but can only stand far away, hoping that she can live well.

Free from him.

A sentence like you, hard to say.

The truth is:

I love all beings as I love you.