When Wen Xuxu saw it, he dragged the man in his hand over again.

Actually... it was a small mound with nothing on it, but a very rare Bodhi tree was planted. The pile is tightly covered.

"This was planted by the master. When the poor monk was still there, he had already planted it. Later, when the poor monk arrived at the temple, he would come here to meditate and recite the scriptures every morning and evening when he saw Master."

"...Why did he come here to pray?"

"Because the old Zen master in the temple said that buried under this is the belongings of an old master of the master. He was like a day for decades, and he didn't stop until you showed up."

The monk explained the whole story here one by one.

Wen Xuxu paused.

She immediately turned her head to the side, only to find that the man standing next to her was already pale again, and those eyes were fixed on the mound.

It's like taking root.

The old friend, of course, will not be someone else.

What kind of grief did the old monk endure to get to today? No one knew about his wife who was pregnant with Liujia and his missing son.

No man can stand it.

Therefore, in Buddhism, instead of being forced here by Lan Yuan, it is better that he sees himself imprisoned here, he is atonement, repentance, and guilt.

Perhaps, when he recited sutras to this Bodhi tree every day, he would still think that if he hadn't insisted on marrying that innocent and romantic little girl.

Perhaps, she will not become such a tragedy.

Unfortunately, there is no if...

Huo Sijue came step by step

In front of the mound, he looked down at the stone that had been ground to smoothness, and finally, he slowly closed his eyes.

"So, is he free now?"

"Donor, Master, he's actually dying a long time ago. When he was forced to become the domain of the big devil at Wenqing Temple, he suffered too much persecution, and he has been able to survive until now, because of the obsession in his heart and his love for the benefactor. Don't worry. Now that these two things have been completed, it will be a matter of time sooner or later he will be alone."

The monk put his hands together and said slowly.

He didn't feel any sadness, but it was because he had witnessed the pain of this master with his own eyes in the past ten years. At this time, he was very relieved to see that he was finally relieved.

Probably, this is the difference between Buddhism.

Huo Sijue didn't speak anymore.

He stood there, holding the two baby bracelets that had already darkened in his hands, staring blankly at them.

Wen Xuxu: "This... was he going to leave it to you back then? It's just that he didn't have time to bring it back, so something happened to you and your mother."

She said sadly.

Yes, she finally proved that this elder did not become a Buddha.

He recites sutras and Buddhas to his beloved every day, and keeps the bracelets of the pair of children. The most basic requirement of becoming a monk is to cut off the emotions and desires.

However, the old monk did not do it.

From the beginning to the end, what he was thinking about in his heart was their mother and son, but he didn't want to admit it, and he didn't dare to admit it, if it weren't for today's letter and the medal.

Perhaps, he will be tortured for many years, many, many years...

Wen Xuxu finally left the temple with the man

When she was in the temple, she was still sad and had a deep sense of guilt.

She felt that if she hadn't arranged this out, the old monk would never have left them.

"Husband, I'm sorry, I..."

"Look, the flowers are blooming!"

Suddenly, the man holding her hand pointed to the cluster of grass beside them that had withered in the cold winter and twelfth lunar month, and showed a pleasant smile.

Wen Xuxu was stunned.

flower?

She followed where he pointed.

Really, in such a cold season, at the entrance of the temple where there were dead branches and leaves everywhere, she actually saw that in the yellow grass, there were many purple flowers blooming brightly under the sun.

what kind of flower is this?

Wen Xuxu came over, and then she lowered her head to take a closer look and found that this was actually a tender seedling that grew after the seeds of the linden tree fell.

And this seedling, because of its purple color, looks like a flower at a glance.

Bodhi, it actually blooms...

The couple pulled out a big bag.

Wen Xuxu: "Are you sure you want it to be planted on Guanhaitai?"

Huo Sijue: "Give them three more."

Wen Xuxu: "..."

I want to say, such a plant, I don't know if it can support it after it is transplanted? If you want to divide it among three, the big one is in Southeast Asia, the small one is in country Y, and the middle one is not sure where to go now.

That flower...

In the end, Wen Xuxu didn't say anything, and only after the seedlings were installed, the two went home.

When they arrived at Guanhaitai, they had been waiting for their families for a long time. After hearing about this, all of them were a bolt from the blue, especially Shenzongyu, who was silent for a long time after hearing it.

Wen Xuxu

Seeing this with Sijue Huo, I was very worried.

But this old man just saw that he was in a low mood for a while, and then he was fine until everyone passed the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. JrNovels.com