Chapter 234

Usually, the meaning of 108 Buddhist beads is to eliminate 108 kinds of troubles and keep calm, so as to achieve a state of peace in body and mind.

But master Wuchen's string of Buddhist beads that he has used for more than 200 years obviously doesn't mean that.

As soon as Su Yin got this string of Buddhist beads, he faintly smelled a faint blood gas on it.

Every bead is dark and shiny. If you look at it carefully, you will see that there is a layer of dark blood on the bead, which is creepy.

Of course, what shocked Su Yin most was that master Wuchen lived more than 200 years.

If he didn't use his whole life to practice the five elements of cloud Breaking Dawn, he would surely live longer.

This should be close to the degree of eclosion, just because of her appearance and disordered fate.

It seems to be similar to the "Honghua" in the Buddhist Scripture, but it is obvious that the disappearance of master Wuchen is much more strange.

Cloud dawning's mood was very bad, so he sat on the couch in a daze, holding master dust free's robe, and didn't say a word.

Su Yin didn't go either. He sat on the futon and looked at him, feeling uneasy.

At this time, the night outside was hazy, and the autumn wind made the leaves rustle. Sometimes one or two leaves were blown on the lattice of the window, and then they whirled down.

Shaoqing, Su Yin took the futon and sat in front of the cloud Breaking Dawn, holding his legs tightly and putting his head on his legs.

The cloud breaks dawn one Zheng: "what's the matter matchless?"

She shook her head and said nothing.

Every word of Master Wu Chen is like a thorn in her heart. Now her bloody heart has become a cactus.

She suffered, but she didn't know who to say it to.

The only one who knows that she is not really Suyin is gone. There is no one else in the world to talk to.

The cloud broke the dawn and asked, "are you sleepy?"

Su Yin gave a random "um".

With a sigh at dawn, Yun folded Master Wu Chen's robe and put it on the head of the bed. He pulled up Su Yin: "then go back to the room and have a rest."

Su Yin held his hand: "general, can you carry me?"

"... good!"

The cloud breaks dawn to squat down the body to carry Su Yin, like carrying a child.

She's light and thin.

Su Yin was lying on his shoulder, staring at his drooping side face, so deep Twilight could not cover his eyebrows, picturesque.

The cloud breaks dawn and whispers: "matchless, don't tell people about master's passing away. Do you understand?"

"Well!"

"Tomorrow morning I will send my master's robes back to Lianluo temple. Do you want to go with me?"

"Yes!"

"The road to Lianluo temple is rugged, and there is no one else on the way. Let Xiaoman prepare some dry food for us to eat on the way."

"Well, general, what is Lianluo temple?"

"I've heard from master that it's a thousand year old temple, and I haven't studied it specially. There are not many monks in it. Most of them live in seclusion."

During the conversation, cloud broke dawn and carried Su Yin back to the wing room of the West courtyard, but Su Yin didn't want to come down on his back.

Master Wu Chen's words are too lethal. She is really afraid. What she likes is the appearance.

This appearance, however, is not hers.

The Su who once raised him with blood was unparalleled. It was much more heartbreaking than the Su Yin who let him raise him with blood.

The cloud breaks dawn to detect Su Yin's not right, ask a way: "how matchless? Did master tell you something? "

"No

"If you don't come down to wash, you'll have to get up early tomorrow. Look, Xiaoman has gone to bed."

"... well, you should go to bed early."

……

The prime minister's house is brightly lit.

Su Changxi and his wife, Xue Chengyi and his wife, as well as the prime minister's family gathered in the front courtyard.

There was a small coffin in the yard with a dead baby in it. Its face was still white, but it didn't breathe.

Xue ling'er was lying on the coffin crying to death, while Shen Xiwen was standing in front of the coffin with a cold face and tears in his eyes.

However, four months later, the lovely and ignorant child was gone, which was hard for anyone to accept.

After a long time, Xue ling'er suddenly turns his head and stares at Su Changxi. Pointing at him, he shouts angrily, "it's su Qianyu who killed my son. It's her."

The eldest lady said: "you are nonsense. My thousand ants are reluctant to step on one of them. How can they kill children? Who knows if he's short-lived? "

Su Changxi glared at the big lady: "how do you speak?"

Immediately he arched his hand to Shen Qianhe: "in laws, please be patient."

The eldest lady yelled again: "well, my family Qianyu is going to have a baby soon. This is the right eldest grandson."

Xue ling'er burst into tears and kowtowed in front of Shen Qianhe, but his head was broken: "Dad, you have to make the decision for ling'er. It's su Qianyu who killed her. She didn't want to say something unpleasant to her, so she bought a ferocious dog and tied it up in the yard. She meant to deal with your grandson. "

Shen Qianhe was livid and said angrily, "why don't you go to her yard? Don't you know she's pregnant and raising a baby? "

"I, I..." Xue ling'er stopped talking for a moment, then knelt down in front of Xue Chengyi and cried, "Dad, you are going to make the decision for your daughter, bao'er. He is so lively that he suddenly broke it?"

Xue Chengyi didn't say a word. He turned his back and stared at the little grandson in the coffin with tears in his eyes.

A few days ago, he was playing with this little meat ball in his hand. Now he is lying here without a sound. How can he accept it.

Mrs. Xue is crying a snot a tear, wish can't bump the coffin appearance.

"It's su Qianyu who killed her. It's her. Dad, you have to be the master for your daughter. I'm so angry that bao'er is so smart and smart, but he died in the hands of that bitch. "

The eldest lady retorted: "hum, who knows what you have done? You have been punished. When I bullied my seven sons in the street, now I slander my Qianyu. How shameless are you? "

"Mrs. Su!" Xue Chengyi said angrily, his eyes cold enough to bleed. "If I find out that Su Qianyu killed my grandson, I want her mother and son to pay for her life."

Su Changxi is not happy immediately, angry way: "Xue Chengyi, you less blood mouth gush a person, thousand feather her nature is good, how can do this kind of thing?"

Xue ling'er roared hysterically: "why not? A few days ago, her father asked her to kill Su Xiaoqi. Didn't she go too? If it hadn't been for the mistake, Su Xiaoqi would have been a pile of bones. "

The front courtyard suddenly became very quiet.

Su Changxi gapes at Shen Qianhe, his face is unbelievable.

Even Xue Chengyi was a little confused, and immediately raised his hand and slapped Xue ling'er: "you bastard, what are you talking about?"

"Dad, I, I..."

Where does she have nonsense? She heard it with her own ears and saw Su Qianyu leave with hedinghong.

At this moment, the words can't be taken back.

Rao is Shen Qianhe. No matter how delicate he is, he can't pretend that Mount Tai is collapsing in front of him.

He can only face, keep that state, do not explain, silent, let Su Qianyu to face.

Su Changxi coldly looked at him, turned and walked toward Su Qianyu's west chamber.