Chapter 570

It's half an hour since we came out of the church. They have already said what we should say, and the lotus Dharma has confessed. The church knows what to do.

Before getting on the carriage, Zeng HUFA caught up with them in a hurry: "miss!"

The cloud bead gets on the car of the step son a meal, draw back feet to come, turn round to see to him: "how?"

Zeng HUFA cleared his throat with shame, saluted her respectfully, and said with embarrassment, "I have no eyes. I have wronged miss..."

Ji Mingxiu and Qiao Wei also stopped and turned to look at them.

Cloud bead look calm ground says: "all past, need not mention again."

The Dharma protector once said with guilt: "the two old Lords have knelt outside the hall, and they want to plead guilty to the young lady and the ghost emperor!"

Cloud bead didn't say forgive don't forgive words, just lightly said: "two old things have high, you let them go back."

Zeng HUFA's body was even more blessed: "please come back with the ghost emperor!"

Yunzhu raised her eyes, looked at the holy religion under the sky, and said in a low voice, "I want him back too, but I don't know where he has gone."

Zeng HUFA was stunned: "haven't you found the ghost emperor yet? It's all... "

It's been days.

Yunzhu shakes her head.

The Dharma protector once sighed: "I heard about the ghost emperor. The ghost emperor is possessed, isn't he? I think he must have found a place to hide for fear of hurting the young lady... "

At this point, Zeng Dharma protector really wanted to slap himself in the face. Such a leader, who was kicked in the head by a donkey, believed the woman's rumor that he had slaughtered most of his disciples?

"Miss, please rest assured that I will take someone to find the ghost Emperor today, and I will certainly get him back," he said

Yunzhu did not refuse: "thank you."

After that, I will turn around and leave.

Zeng HUFA stopped her again: "Miss..."

"What else?" Asked Yunzhu.

Once the Dharma protector glanced at Mrs. Yun, who was about to get into another carriage nearby, and said with embarrassment, "the young lady may not like to hear me say this, but she was put into the law enforcement Hall of the holy religion at the beginning. The evidence is The evidence is conclusive. The law enforcement hall originally wanted to kill the young lady. It was Yun qingjiao who said He would rather not be the leader of the church than forgive miss

Cloud bead way: "he knows I am framed, because he begged for me? Should I forgive him? "

"I don't mean that, I just think Leader Yunqing was also intimidated by the lotus Dharma protector. In fact, he didn't want to be the leader that much He has a problem I don't know what his trouble is I understand that he is unforgivable, but Yunyu is innocent. I hope Miss can allow Yunyu to be buried in the holy religion. "

Yunzhu has no objection to this matter: "Yunyu is cremated, no body, only ashes, you go to talk with Mrs. Yun."

Zeng HUFA walked towards Mrs. Yun.

Not far away witnessed this scene of Yin Wang frowned depressed, recognize their ancestors this matter, should not discuss with him this little leader?

King Yin turned around and was about to return to the holy religion.

As soon as he turned around, the two disciples who were with him seemed to be in some kind of great fright. They gave him a way with three jumps.

King Yin looked at them suspiciously, and then at the patrolling people in front of him, and found that everyone was silent to him.

Hehe, didn't they all treat him as a little leader before?

King Yin raised his eyebrows, brushed his wide sleeves and held his head high: "it seems that I am very powerful today..."

By the lake, the first beauty picked up and pressed in a corpse that had been gnawed with only a drop of flesh and blood: "ah, can you gnaw it? And meat, don't waste it.... "

The onlookers were scared to pee!

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The negotiation between Zeng HUFA and Mrs. Yun was not smooth.

Mrs. Yun only promised to think it over, but didn't say how long she would think about it.

He had to leave with a sigh.

Lady Yun takes Yunyu's memorial tablet and gets into the carriage. As soon as she sits down, the curtain is lifted and Qiao Wei comes in.

Qiao Wei smiles: "Mingxiu has something to say to grandma. Does Mrs. Yun mind if I go back in your carriage?"

Mrs. Yun heard that it was an excuse, but she didn't refuse. She patted the seat beside her.

Jovi sat down next to her.

The carriage staggered up.

Qiao Wei took off the clothes of the autopsy, also took off the fishskin gloves, sorry to look at Mrs. Yun, said: "didn't smoke to you?"

Mrs. Yun shook her head.

Qiao Wei found a burden to put things away, as if inadvertently asked: "just now the Dharma protector came to you, is to let the cloud childe buried back to the holy religion?"

Mrs. Yun's arm holding the memorial tablet tightened.

Qiao Wei has the final say: "never mind, you are his wife. Where is he buried, where is he buried?" You don't have to worry about the seizing. They don't dareMrs. Yun's face relaxed, and her tight body relaxed slowly. Soon, she lowered her head and said, "do you think I'm a rebel and have no reputation?"

"Well?" Qiao Wei was puzzled to pick eyebrow, "how to say so?"

"When he was alive, he always wanted to go back to the holy religion. I took this as his last wish. Now, he can come back, but I..."

She didn't say the following.

"But I can't bear it, can I?" Qiao Wei asked softly.

Mrs. Yun choked in her throat and nodded.

Qiao Wei sighed secretly. After so many years, she has already become her own obsession. What is to say that you can put it down?

What's more, in that strange place, will there really be someone like her who will guard Yunyu's things carefully?

She can't let go. It's obsession, and it's not all obsession.

Qiao Wei patted Mrs. Yun's hand.

Mrs. Yun said bitterly: "my family is in decline. When I met Yun Yu, I had nothing in my family. I couldn't even take out a decent hairpin. Although he was raised among the people, as long as he wanted, he could marry a woman ten times or a hundred times better than me."

Mrs. Yun said, and her eyes became red. "He never despised me He is also very good to my parents Before my father died, he was ill in bed for five years He took care of my father More than I take care of my father He is such a good man Why Why do you live so hard all your life... "

Qiao Wei is silent.

She also wanted to ask, why do good people waste so much time?

Mrs. Yun sniffed and said with a tearful smile: "he likes sweet scented osmanthus cake best, likes watching miscellaneous plays most, and is afraid of cats most No matter how small a cat is, a big man is afraid of cats. I always laugh at him with this... "

When the carriage drove to the gate of Liangcheng, it was stopped by a man in red and holding a white peach oil paper umbrella.

Qiao Wei opens the car curtain and sees the man in the snow.

I do not know when the sky floated light snow, fell on his umbrella head, but also swept his cold shoulder.

Mrs. cloud recognized the other party is that day and Ji Mingxiu together door childe, slightly owe body.

Gongsun Changli also bowed slightly and gave a salute.

Qiao Wei looks at Gongsun Changli, and finds that his face is a little pale. She wants to ask if he has frozen himself after waiting too long. On second thought, she feels that they are too close when Mrs. Yun says this.

Qiao Wei cleared his throat and asked solemnly, "I didn't see you in the holy religion today. It turns out that you are in the cool city at night. What can I do for you?"

Gongsun Changli looked at Mrs. Xiang Yun and said, "I'd like to invite Mrs. Yun to dinner."

Mrs. Yun was stunned.

Qiao Wei curled her lips, asked her to invite her, also said it was to invite Mrs. Yun!

Mrs. Yun agreed in a dazed way.

Qiao Wei thought that people like Gongsun Changli had to be a quiet and elegant place for dinner, but it was a noisy street.

There seems to be a lantern festival on the street, full of people.

It's not like Gongsun Changli's style, but Qiao Wei likes it very much.

Qiao Wei takes a peek at Gongsun Changli. The man really has a good heart for her

The three were strolling in the busy street.

Gongsun Changli suddenly said, "is Mrs. Yun still thinking about Mr. Yun?"

Lady Yun gave a bitter smile: "I'll make you laugh."

Gongsun Changli said, "can Mrs. Yun believe in the six samsara?"

Mrs. Yun said with a bitter smile: "people die like lights go out. Where can there be those?"

Gongsun Changli said, "maybe there is, maybe there is."

Mrs. Yun shook her head. She felt that the young man was still too young.

Several people walked for a while, in front of a team of dragon dance suddenly, the dense pedestrian rushed away.

Mrs. Yun was pushed to the side by the surging crowd. Another one was unsteady, and her foot slipped, and she bumped into a carriage parked at the entrance of the lane.

She gasped as her shoulder hurt.

She raised her hand to rub her left shoulder, but accidentally bent over and fell the lock in her arms.

Long life lock hit the ground, click to break, a round rainbow eye Obsidian rolled out.

Mrs. Yun held back the pain and stepped to pick up the obsidian, but suddenly, a small hand with baby fat took her first step and picked up the obsidian.

The owner of the small hand handed the Obsidian to her and said softly, "is it yours, madam?"

The Mou light of cloud madam follows that hand, fell on the small face of the other side.

Seeing that familiar and strange face, she was stunned.

The little boy politely asked again, "Ma'am, did you drop it?"

Mrs. Yun stretched out her hand in a daze.

The little boy put the stone in her hand."You..." Just as Mrs. Yun was about to speak, the noisy crowd bumped into the pillar on the street, and the pillar smashed down at the little boy.

In a flash of lightning, she hugged the little boy and avoided the strong pillar.

The movement of the column smashed down surprised the woman who was checking out at the booth beside.

The woman came and found that her son had been saved by a kind lady. She quickly took her son to thank Mrs. Yun.

Looking at the child, Mrs. Yun asked excitedly, "your name is What's the name? "

The little boy said, "brother Yu."

Mrs. Yun squatted down, shaking her hands and stroking his white face: "brother Yu Who was born with that? "

The little boy looked up at his mother, who was smiling and nodding. He looked at Mrs. Xiang Yun and said, "October 19, Yinshi."

Mrs. Yun's eyes turned red slowly: "brother Yu Do you like miscellaneous plays? "

The little boy nodded: "I like it."

Lady Yun said with tears, "do you like osmanthus cake?"

"Well!"

"Do you like cats?"

The little boy shook his head like a rattle: "I hate cats!"

Mrs. Yun choked and asked, "I hate cats Or are you afraid of cats? "

The little boy lowered his head, ran over the stone with his toes and said stubbornly, "I'm a little man. How can I be afraid? Of course I hate it

Mrs. Yun's tears filled her eyes.

Not far away, a handsome and well-dressed man came with two strings of sugar gourd.

The little boy saw him, turned and threw himself into his arms: "Dad!"

With a smile, the man picked up the boy, touched his forehead and handed him the sugar gourd.

The little boy ate happily.

The woman and Xianggong said something here, and the man came forward to thank Mrs. Yun respectfully.

Then, with his son in one hand and his wife in the other, the man left happily.

The little boy was held in his father's arms, eating sugar gourd attentively, eating all over his face.

Mrs. Yun smiles with tears in her eyes.

On the other side, Qiao Wei and Gongsun Changli also come over.

Qiao Wei used to see that Mrs. Yun was only black and white, but just at that moment, her body reflected the color of a rainbow.

Qiaowei knew that she finally put it down.