Chapter 2075 [ Side Story: The Tribulation Of This Life (1) ]

(The love story of si yiyan's father, si yuanzhen, and his mother, Ye Wanwan, who pursued each other to the death.)

Ye Zhenwu raised her head and looked at the small temple in the mountains not far away. The simple and solemn building was half-hidden in the dense forest and had a profound sense of isolation.

Lingji temple was an unknown small temple among the many temples in Dali of yundian. It was hidden deep in the mountains and isolated from the world. There were few people who came and went, but no one knew that the most famous monk in country Z, master lingji, was cultivating there.

Ye Wanwan believed in the Buddhist Dharma and had a karmic relationship with master Ling Ji in her early years."Deep love does not live long, extreme wisdom will hurt!"

If the Fifth World Dharma assembly was not held in Dali, yundian, she would have forgotten about this.

After climbing up the long flight of stairs, ye Wanwu heaved a sigh of relief and her gaze suddenly stopped at a point.

A black figure suddenly appeared in the dark forest. The person was wearing a black windbreaker that made it hard to breathe, a pair of thick short boots, and a black hat on his head. The long brim of the hat covered most of his face above his nose, but she could clearly see the two tightly pursed lips under his nose. They were thin and sharp like a knife, and his cold chin was sharp and angular.

As if he had noticed her gaze, the man's light footsteps paused slightly. His eyes, hidden under the shadow of his hat, looked at her like lightning.

Even though she couldn't see clearly what kind of eyes were staring at her, she could still feel the ferocity in that person's eyes, which was sweeping towards her like a tide.

Ye Wanwan's breathing stifled, and her heart started beating rapidly and uncontrollably.

She could feel a suffocating fierceness from the man's body, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, like an Asura from hell, like the taisui of the mortal world.

After a brief moment of eye contact, they both looked away.

Ye Wanwu clutched her rapidly beating chest and panted non-stop. In her daze, her back was already drenched in cold sweat and a chill quietly seeped into her bone marrow.

By the time she calmed down and looked over, the man had already disappeared.

If it wasn't for the drum-like heartbeat in her ears and the rapid breathing that reminded her that the scene just now was real, she almost thought that it was just a moment of blurred vision or a big dream in the day.

At this moment, Ye Wanwan didn't know that her fleeting glance had become a calamity in her life.

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&Quot; observe the Bodhisattva of freedom, walk profoundly like a Paragon, see the emptiness of the five corporeal organs, and overcome all hardships ... &Quot; the sandalwood fragrance in the room rose and the chanting of the Brahman fragrance was pure and spiritual, like the sound of nature. The chanting was exactly the " Guanyin Heart Sutra " that taught people.

Si yuanzhen scoffed. &Quot; master, you're one of the few eminent monks in the world. Are you going to imitate Ksitigarbha's 'if hell is not empty, I will not become a Buddha, and all lives will be saved, Fangzheng Bodhi'? " After he finished speaking, he smiled slightly and played with the ordinary teacup in his hand. He couldn't bear to put it down. &Quot; hehehe, if that's the case, then master will never be able to achieve anything in this life, because you can't redeem me. &Quot;

He was a man with a butcher's knife in his hand.

His hands were already stained with blood.

He didn't believe in Buddha, but he had accidentally entered a Buddhist temple.

Master Ling Ji closed his eyes. &Quot; I can't redeem you. However, someone else can. &Quot;

Si yuanzhen laughed out loud, his cold and stern face flashing with a sinister and cold expression. &Quot; "Who is it? The woman who was chanting earlier?"

An ancient and elegant face suddenly appeared in his mind. That clear and bright voice was like a Heavenly Phoenix, winding around his heart and lingering endlessly.

Master lingji said slowly, " benefactor, you have entered and left my small temple three times. Every time, you are filled with the sin of killing. Every time, I would recite a piece of the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's original wish Sutra for you to remove your obstacles. It's a pity that you never listen to the Dharma. Your evil tendencies are difficult to dispel, your ferocity is difficult to suppress, and your desire to kill is strong. Now, Buddha has entered your heart. &Quot;

Si yuanzhen laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. He slowly spat out four words, " "I don't believe in Buddha!"

"You've killed too many people in your life, and you won't be able to escape the tribulations of love. I'm afraid you won't have a good ending," master Ling Ji said indifferently.

With that, he slowly lowered his eyes, twirled his prayer beads, and stopped talking.

Si yuanzhen's peach blossom eyes glowed with a light, passionate yet emotionless. He slowly spat out three words, " "Old bald donkey!"

A foul wind flashed.

Master Ling Ji slowly opened his eyes. On the seat opposite him, there was one less teacup and one more ring. He thought of the piece of paper from many years ago!

Deep love does not live long, extreme wisdom will hurt!

The Tribulation of this life could not be avoided!