"Thank you, master, for waking up!"
Jiang Xinrui turned to look at the old monk in front of her and replied gently. At the moment, Jiang Xinrui understood that she must be unable to see anything. Instead, she was awakened by someone without reluctance.
And the old monk watched Jiang Xinrui leave.
When Jiang Xinrui's figure could not be seen, forgetting dust came out and stood behind the old monk with a humble look and some uneasiness and guilt in his eyes.
"Master... I, I failed to live up to your entrustment. You named me forget dust. Over the years, I thought I had forgotten, but I still couldn't help meddling. Will this have any impact on our temple? No matter what happens, the disciples will bear it with all their strength and will never involve the temple. "
"But I don't know one thing. Why did Shifu choose me to teach Buddhist scriptures?"
Forgetting Chen lowered his head and his eyes were really helpless and regretful, but if he had to do it again, he would still choose this way. He didn't want Hua Sheng involved, so he was the only one.
Moreover, today it has evolved into such a situation that he has to choose to accept it! When standing in front of Hua Sheng, he could still act as if everything had not happened, and even pretend to be cold, but only he knew how much had changed in his heart.
Looking at her happiness, he is really happy and enough.
But one thing, forgetting dust didn't lie. That's fate. He couldn't refuse Wanfeng if he wanted to refuse. The emergence of Huasheng can only be a catalyst.
"According to you, everything is fate."
"You have done well. Forgetting the dust means forgetting the most difficult thing for you to give up on earth. You have given up your past family and obtained it. Now it is the last one, which is a test for you! Just do it. The worst result is also caused by the teacher. What does it have to do with you? "
"Go... Since the girl chooses to stay here, look after her and watch the resentment in her body! She is not alone, so you should be double careful! "
The old monk turned his head and looked at forgetting dust kindly.
Ten miles of spring breeze.
When Jiang Xinrui hurried back, it was already late at night. She didn't want to go back. She thought she would secretly stay in Zhaojue temple for a few days and observe, but she was said by the old monk who was like a floor sweeper. Jiang Xinrui felt that she couldn't find anything even if she stayed.
So she can only go home. When Jiang Xinrui goes home, she passes by a lifetime of youth and her eyes are dark. The sour feeling of that meeting comes again. She doesn't think she has any problem. She also doesn't understand why Chifeng can't think from her point of view?
She thought she wouldn't be so upset about their relationship.
Looking at the light of the first youth is still on, Jiang Xinrui doesn't understand why Chifeng is still angry?
Jiang Xinrui stood at the door and looked for a while. At last, she didn't go in. She turned around and was ready to leave for home, but in the dark, a pair of hands suddenly appeared, holding Jiang Xinrui's hand tightly.
Jiang Xinrui's hand actually showed purple silt marks. It can be seen that this man really used a lot of strength.
And the man "hurt" Jiang Xinrui like this. Jiang Xinrui just raised her hand and broke free. She didn't lift out the slightest spiritual power. It was like a symbolic struggle.
At present, there is no one but Chifeng who can make Jiang Xinrui so careful. Even if her wrist is almost injured, Jiang Xinrui connives at Chifeng, which even Jiang Xinrui doesn't realize.