Chapter 4580
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Zhuang Xiaoyu only felt a faint surge in his stomach. After the carriage ran for a while, the smell in the carriage was blown away.
She bumped in the carriage for several hours. When she reached the foot of the Qingyu temple, she was as weak as a frame. She could only barely stand still.
Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the high stone steps and his legs trembled.
Qin Wuyan lifted his clothes and without saying anything, squatted in front of Zhuang Xiaoyu and carried the man on his back, "I'll carry you up."
Zhuang Xiaoyu lay on Qin Wuyan's back and recalled the past in her mind. When they eloped to get married, Qin Wuyan's back was still thin, and the young man's body was not as broad and thick as it is now.
In just a few years, he has grown into an indomitable man with a heavy fist.
It's no longer the person who was chased and killed, dodged everywhere, and could only survive with an unyielding belief. It's the superior who can win thousands of miles away, sit in the carriage safely and have someone fight hard for him.
Zhuang Xiaoyu put her arms around Qin Wuyan's neck, looked at the stone table on the hillside and asked softly, "ah Yan, do you remember the two monks who showed me palms when we first came?"
Qin Wuyan's voice was very low: "... Remember."
Zhuang Xiaoyu sighed, Qin Wuyan's back teeth clenched, his body stiff, and held her up.
Qin Wuyan walked very fast. Although he carried a man on his back, there was a wind at the bottom of his feet. He wanted to give birth to wings and fly to the top of the mountain to escape from the place halfway up the mountain.
The abbot received them. Zhuang Xiaoyu lit the Changming lamp, donated sesame oil money, knelt before the Buddha and closed her eyes to pray.
Qin Wuyan didn't step inside. He stood on the corridor outside the door, leaning against the column, waiting for Zhuang Xiaoyu to come out from inside.
The man's whole body breathed with awe. Although he deliberately restrained, his majestic momentum was faint and irresistible.
The abbot holding the Buddha beads stood in front of Qin Wuyan, "Amitabha."
Qin Wuyan stood up straight and smiled at the abbot. His face was as beautiful as euepiphyllum in full bloom, but his dark eyes were like an ancient well frozen without any fluctuation.
Perhaps out of respect for Buddhism, he suppressed the unhappiness at the bottom of his eyes and pretended to say hello to the abbot humbly, "Abbot master."
The abbot twisted the Buddha beads in his hand, and his voice was full of regret and sigh: "benefactor, the killing is too deep. Please turn around and be right."
Qin Wuyan smiled and looked indifferent. He glanced in the direction of the main hall and asked in his tone: "dare you ask, master, God has a virtue of living, right?"
"Yes."
"In the Abbot's eyes, are all living beings equal?"
"Yes."
"If someone wants to kill me, should I resist?"
"Yes."
"Oh!" Qin Wuyan seemed to hear some funny joke: "in that case, why do you let me turn around? If I don't kill them, I will die. It's hard not to become someone else. Do I want to give up my life?"
The abbot put his hands together: "Amitabha, benefactor, you really shouldn't do it to those who haven't hurt you..."
Qin Wuyan: "
Qin Wuyan was stunned: "what do you know?"
"If you don't know, you can't do it unless you do it yourself. The so-called retribution is about cause and effect." the abbot sighed and handed the Buddha bead to Qin Wuyan: "almsgiver, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on your own. Take care of yourself. This Buddha bead is given to you. I hope you will be kind all the time in the future."
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Zhuang Xiaoyu only felt a faint surge in his stomach. After the carriage ran for a while, the smell in the carriage was blown away.
She bumped in the carriage for several hours. When she reached the foot of the Qingyu temple, she was as weak as a frame. She could only barely stand still.
Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the high stone steps and his legs trembled.
Qin Wuyan lifted his clothes and without saying anything, squatted in front of Zhuang Xiaoyu and carried the man on his back, "I'll carry you up."
Zhuang Xiaoyu lay on Qin Wuyan's back and recalled the past in her mind. When they eloped to get married, Qin Wuyan's back was still thin, and the young man's body was not as broad and thick as it is now.
In just a few years, he has grown into an indomitable man with a heavy fist.
It's no longer the person who was chased and killed, dodged everywhere, and could only survive with an unyielding belief. It's the superior who can win thousands of miles away, sit in the carriage safely and have someone fight hard for him.
Zhuang Xiaoyu put her arms around Qin Wuyan's neck, looked at the stone table on the hillside and asked softly, "ah Yan, do you remember the two monks who showed me palms when we first came?"
Qin Wuyan's voice was very low: "... Remember."
Zhuang Xiaoyu sighed, Qin Wuyan's back teeth clenched, his body stiff, and held her up.
Qin Wuyan walked very fast. Although he carried a man on his back, there was a wind at the bottom of his feet. He wanted to give birth to wings and fly to the top of the mountain to escape from the place halfway up the mountain.
The abbot received them. Zhuang Xiaoyu lit the Changming lamp, donated sesame oil money, knelt before the Buddha and closed her eyes to pray.
Qin Wuyan didn't step inside. He stood on the corridor outside the door, leaning against the column, waiting for Zhuang Xiaoyu to come out from inside.
The man's whole body breathed with awe. Although he deliberately restrained, his majestic momentum was faint and irresistible.
The abbot holding the Buddha beads stood in front of Qin Wuyan, "Amitabha."
Qin Wuyan stood up straight and smiled at the abbot. His face was as beautiful as euepiphyllum in full bloom, but his dark eyes were like an ancient well frozen without any fluctuation.
Perhaps out of respect for Buddhism, he suppressed the unhappiness at the bottom of his eyes and pretended to say hello to the abbot humbly, "Abbot master."
The abbot twisted the Buddha beads in his hand, and his voice was full of regret and sigh: "benefactor, the killing is too deep. Please turn around and be right."
Qin Wuyan smiled and looked indifferent. He glanced in the direction of the main hall and asked in his tone: "dare you ask, master, God has a virtue of living, right?"
"Yes."
"In the Abbot's eyes, are all living beings equal?"
"Yes."
"If someone wants to kill me, should I resist?"
"Yes."
"Oh!" Qin Wuyan seemed to hear some funny joke: "in that case, why do you let me turn around? If I don't kill them, I will die. It's hard not to become someone else. Do I want to give up my life?"
The abbot put his hands together: "Amitabha, benefactor, you really shouldn't do it to those who haven't hurt you..."
Qin Wuyan: "
Qin Wuyan was stunned: "what do you know?"
"If you don't know, you can't do it unless you do it yourself. The so-called retribution is about cause and effect." the abbot sighed and handed the Buddha bead to Qin Wuyan: "almsgiver, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on your own. Take care of yourself. This Buddha bead is given to you. I hope you will be kind all the time in the future."
Zhuang Xiaoyu only felt a faint surge in his stomach. After the carriage ran for a while, the smell in the carriage was blown away.She bumped in the carriage for several hours. When she reached the foot of the Qingyu temple, she was as weak as a frame. She could only barely stand still.Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the high stone steps and his legs trembled.Qin Wuyan lifted his clothes and without saying anything, squatted in front of Zhuang Xiaoyu and carried the man on his back, "I'll carry you up."Zhuang Xiaoyu lay on Qin Wuyan's back and recalled the past in her mind. When they eloped to get married, Qin Wuyan's back was still thin, and the young man's body was not as broad and thick as it is now.In just a few years, he has grown into an indomitable man with a heavy fist.It's no longer the person who was chased and killed, dodged everywhere, and could only survive with an unyielding belief. It's the superior who can win thousands of miles away, sit in the carriage safely and have someone fight hard for him.Zhuang Xiaoyu put her arms around Qin Wuyan's neck, looked at the stone table on the hillside and asked softly, "ah Yan, do you remember the two monks who showed me palms when we first came?"Qin Wuyan's voice was very low: "... Remember."Zhuang Xiaoyu sighed, Qin Wuyan's back teeth clenched, his body stiff, and held her up.Qin Wuyan walked very fast. Although he carried a man on his back, there was a wind at the bottom of his feet. He wanted to give birth to wings and fly to the top of the mountain to escape from the place halfway up the mountain.The abbot received them. Zhuang Xiaoyu lit the Changming lamp, donated sesame oil money, knelt before the Buddha and closed her eyes to pray.Qin Wuyan didn't step inside. He stood on the corridor outside the door, leaning against the column, waiting for Zhuang Xiaoyu to come out from inside.The man's whole body breathed with awe. Although he deliberately restrained, his majestic momentum was faint and irresistible.The abbot holding the Buddha beads stood in front of Qin Wuyan, "Amitabha."Qin Wuyan stood up straight and smiled at the abbot. His face was as beautiful as euepiphyllum in full bloom, but his dark eyes were like an ancient well frozen without any fluctuation.Perhaps out of respect for Buddhism, he suppressed the unhappiness at the bottom of his eyes and pretended to say hello to the abbot humbly, "Abbot master."The abbot twisted the Buddha beads in his hand, and his voice was full of regret and sigh: "benefactor, the killing is too deep. Please turn around and be right."Qin Wuyan smiled and looked indifferent. He glanced in the direction of the main hall and asked in his tone: "dare you ask, master, God has a virtue of living, right?""Yes.""In the Abbot's eyes, are all living beings equal?""Yes.""If someone wants to kill me, should I resist?""Yes.""Oh!" Qin Wuyan seemed to hear some funny joke: "in that case, why do you let me turn around? If I don't kill them, I will die. It's hard not to become someone else. Do I want to give up my life?"The abbot put his hands together: "Amitabha, benefactor, you really shouldn't do it to those who haven't hurt you..."Qin Wuyan: "Qin Wuyan was stunned: "what do you know?""If you don't know, you can't do it unless you do it yourself. The so-called retribution is about cause and effect." the abbot sighed and handed the Buddha bead to Qin Wuyan: "almsgiver, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on your own. Take care of yourself. This Buddha bead is given to you. I hope you will be kind all the time in the future."
