That period was the happiest time in my life, even when I recall it now, I still feel the same.

Xiu'er's simplicity, Xiu'er's agility, and Xiu'er's everything made Jainian realize that she was still a person and a bloody man.

But I also understand that I am a monk and cannot break the precepts. I just need to suppress the emotions in my heart and leave the village.

Although Xiu'er cannot listen or speak, Xiu'er understands in her heart that she likes to quit.

No matter where the quit goes, Xiu'er will follow you.

It was raining, Xiu'er held an umbrella to protect the rain. When the wind blew, Xiu'er added clothes to the warning.

Finally, Jie Nian returned to Wanbao Temple, and Xiu'er stood outside the door of Wanbao Temple.

Just a wall is separated by a wall, but it is the abyss of worldly and sin. Jie Nian knows that Xiu'er is on the other end of the wall, but he dares not take a step.

Day after day, year after year, Xiu'er is still like this. Whether it is to be quitting or Xiu'er, this love has not faded over time, but has become stronger and stronger.

Finally, one day, the master told him, "Don't remember that you are not over in the world, and go pay off the debts of the world."

Being aware of your own mind and your truest thoughts.

He returned to secular life by quitting his thoughts, and he realized that he wanted to marry Xiu'er and become his wife.

But God made another joke.

Xiu'er was sick, and Jie Nian walked all the major clinics with Xiu'er, but everyone looked at them with contempt and disdain, and even a herb was unwilling to give them a charity.

Xiu'er's illness was getting worse and worse, so Jie Nian had to carry Xiu'er back to Wanbao Temple and ask the presidency to save Xiu'er.

But the presidency was because he had a breakup with Wanbao Temple. After leaving Wanbao Temple, life and death were no longer related to him.

Xiu'er is dead.

Died in the arms of the verbal thoughts.

He came to the street with Xiu'er's body in his arms, facing only the sarcasm of the world.

I don’t understand the precepts and have overcome so many worldly sufferings, why do people treat them like this?

The murderous intent appeared in the eyes of Jie Nian for the first time.

With the constant instigation of demonic thoughts, the devil was involved in the demonic thoughts and killed thousands of people.

In order to seek asylum, people in the world sought to clean up the door of the monks in Wanbao Temple, and presided over the leadership of the monks to capture Jade Nian, while the master died tragically in front of him to protect Jade Nian.

All this has further intensified the demon in Jie Nian's heart.

In the bloody mountains and rivers, Jie Nian was finally caught with power. Before his death, his master begged the host not to hurt him and send him to Buguihai.

"Do you think I am ridiculous, saving the world, but being hurt by the world?"

Recalling the past, the pain in the monk's eyes was deeply permeated.

That is despair for people in the world, longing for his wife, and guilt for his master.

"So, you came to the mountain today for revenge."

"Yes...but they died."

A sense of powerlessness filled my eyes.

The flames of revenge have supported him to live until now, but his enemy has long been dead.

Why is this happening and why?

The monk asked himself over and over again what he should do.

The moonlight shone out from the clouds and shone on Feng Wuxin's body.

Standing in front of the monk, Feng Wuxin stretched out his hand and gently stroked the monk's cheek with his fingertips.

"A thought of it, you will become a Buddha and a demon. Since the Buddha does not save me, then you will use the demon to save the Buddha."

Word by word, the cold voice flowed into the monk's ears, and slowly, the confusion in the monk's eyes dissipated.

yes!

Since the Buddha does not save me, he will use the devil to save the Buddha.

"If you figure it out, just follow me."

After the words came to an end, Feng Wuxin turned around and left. After a while, the monk regained his kind smile, caught up with Feng Wuxin's footsteps, and disappeared into the vast night.

The next day.

Feng Wuxin and others left the village and set off for the capital of Qi.

Along the way, Hu Yanjue and Ato were both teasing the monk.

Feng Wuxin had long known that Hu Yanjue and Atu were following behind him, and he also understood that the two of them had heard what the monk said.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a touching and singing love story, Xiu'er, don't think about it, oh my, it's sour!"

Ato's laughter echoed in everyone's ears, and the monk was not angry. He turned his head and still had a monk's smile on his face, and he retorted mercilessly.

"Don't laugh at me as I am, that's all my old stories. But when it comes to me, I have a wife, but I am still alone. How can I say that word "Master"?"

The monk asked Feng Wuxin what the word to describe a single person was. Feng Wuxin glanced at Ato, and the three words were revealed from his mouth.

“Single dog.”

"Yes, it's a single dog. The donor Atto is in his thirties. Have you ever known the wonderful feeling of having a wife? I really feel sad for the donor Atto, Amitabha."

If a monk doesn’t speak, he will be angry to death once he speaks.

But Ato is just a single dog, single for thirty years.

Ato, who had always been steady, was speechless by the monk. He wanted to tease the monk, but he knew him well but got himself in.

"Your wife is also not to laugh at me, but your wife is stolen. Who knows how many people are sincere to you? You can't say that the grasslands are already covered in the heads of Prince Lijiang."

"Are you a dead monk looking for trouble and fighting? My wife is loyal to me. If you don't say anything else, I can satisfy them in bed."

After the topics of men are circling together, they are always inevitable to drive. The dirty words echo one after another, and I wish I could rush to the city ahead and find a place of love and beauty to try which one lasts longer.

"You are questioning the dignity of this king as a man. Before that is Daxing City. Let's compete?"

"Hmph, it's just you, whoever is afraid of whom."

Sure enough, the group of goods went straight to the Fengyue Land together. Han Qing, who was following Feng Wuxin, frowned, took out his small notebook and moved the abacus, counting the expenditure on it.

Everyone fought and slashed all the way, and finally arrived at the capital of Qi half a month later.

The capital of Qi State did not seem to have been affected by war, and it still sang and danced to peace, and it was a joyful and peaceful scene.

But everyone understands that this is just an illusion hidden under destruction. With the strength of Jiang Kingdom, sooner or later, it will stave off the land of Qi Kingdom.

Qi State, Feng Family.

"Who are you?"

Standing in front of the Feng family's mansion, Feng Wuxin was blocked by the scare of the Feng family.

"Where is Feng Han's intention?"

"Are you looking for the Second Master? The Second Master is not in the Feng family now and will not come back in three days." The servant was obviously worried and signaled the guards to stop Feng Wuxin and others. The monster in front of him with white clothes and red eyes was obviously not a good person, was it a spy from the enemy country?
Chapter completed!