The cute apprentice of the national teacher is charming and wild

Chapter 187 186: Can there be reincarnation in the world?
Nan Zhuohua had clear almond eyes and asked him: "Then do you miss her?"

Jing Moyan stared at her dark pupils, and after a while, he replied, "Yes."

Nan Zhuohua felt that that old man must be very important in his heart.

Gradually, the rain stopped outside, and the dark clouds dissipated, revealing a faint light.

Wuyu came over and said to Nan Zhuohua, "Little master, we should go."

"Okay," Nan Zhuohua responded, looked at Jing Moyan, and waved his hands, "I'm going to worship my mother, goodbye."

"Goodbye," Jing Moyan smiled.

Master Huishan is the abbot of Lingyin Temple. When he left, Wuyu thanked him: "I am nagging you, Master."

"The benefactor is very polite."

Wuyu walked out of the Buddhist hall holding Nan Zhuohua's little hand, Jing Moyan's eyes kept looking at the little figure that was going away.

The back figure is so similar to that woman.
He didn't look back until the little figure disappeared from his eyes, and his voice was as soft as a mist, "Buddhist law, is there a theory of reincarnation in the world?"

Master Huishan replied, "Of course there are." He lowered his eyes to sort out the black and white pieces on the chess game, and said, "Everything in the world is in a cycle of cause and effect, and all laws are empty, and cause and effect are not empty."

Putting the sunspots in front of him, he held the whites, and in his eyes was the all-encompassing wisdom, "Everything in the world is opposite, where there is black, there is white, where there is cause, there is effect, where there is death, there is life."

Where there is death, there is life
Shadows swayed in Jing Moyan's black eyes, and the warm eyes were as deep as an ancient well.

Wu Yu and Nan Zhuohua walked in the corridors of the meditation rooms, and Gu Zhijin and the others were waiting at the end of the corridors.

When the two were about to reach the end, two young novice monks came over with a bowl of medicine, and they were chatting.

"How is the benefactor?"

"He's still in a coma. Didn't Master ask me to come over and give me medicine?"

"Amitabha, fell off such a high cliff, may the Buddha bless you."

Fall off a cliff?

Wuyu's breath stagnates.

Two young novice monks approached and pushed away a meditation room on their left.

Wu Yu glanced sideways, and faintly saw a person lying on the bed inside, she suddenly stopped, her heart stopped suddenly, she pushed open the door and ran in——

Suddenly broke into a female benefactor, the two young monks were startled, and stood in front of her: "Female benefactor, you cannot enter this meditation room."

Wuyu didn't listen to them, pushed them aside, ran to the bed in a panic, and saw an injured man lying on the bed.

Wuyu was stunned for a moment.

The little novice came to her side, "Amitabha, what's wrong with the female benefactor?"

"Holding, I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person," Wu Yu was embarrassed once in a while.

She thought that the man on the bed was the one she had been looking for, but when she approached, she found that it was not.
Feeling lonely between his brows, Wuyu walked out of the meditation room.

Standing at the door, Nan Zhuohua was shocked by Wuyu's actions just now, "Sister Wuyu, what's wrong with you?"

Wuyu smiled lightly, "It's nothing, I thought I met an old friend just now."

Nan Zhuohua could see the loss in her eyes, she took Wuyu's hand, smiling innocently, "Sister Wuyu, don't be sad, I will definitely meet that old friend again in the future."

Wuyu Lengshuang's complexion melted, and he smiled lightly: "Well, we will meet."

Holding hands, the two went to meet Gu Zhijin at the end of the corridor.

In the meditation room, a young novice said: "Brother, I entrust you to take care of this benefactor. I will go to the East Wing to take care of the benefactor who was rescued by Prince Jingli."

"The benefactor also fell from the cliff, and his injuries are much more serious than this benefactor, brother, please be more careful."

"I know," lamented: "The benefactor has also been in a coma for several months, and he doesn't know when he will wake up."

"Amitabha, good is good."

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Several people from Nan Zhuohua got into the carriage and drove to the foot of the mountain. It had just rained and the muddy mountain road was difficult to walk. The carriage stopped at the downhill intersection, and the road further down was rocky and muddy, and the carriage could not pass.

Several people got out of the carriage and walked forward.

The mountain road is not easy to walk, the mud is slippery, and there are some large and small gravel, it is difficult for several people to walk.

The frail Gu Zhijin was out of breath, her lips were pale, and the weak Liu Fufeng's sickness was pitiful.

Her feet slipped suddenly, she lost her center of gravity and leaned back, a big hand wrapped around her waist and straightened her body.

Gu Zhijin looked back, grateful, "Thank you, Young Master Si Ye."

Withdrawing the big hand on her slender waist, Si Ye was expressionless, squatting slightly in front of her, and said softly: "Come up, I'll carry you on my back."

Wu Yu raised his eyebrows and glanced at Si Ye, his eyes were thought-provoking.

Gu Zhijin was a little at a loss, her face flushed slightly, "No need, I can walk by myself."

There was a faint smile in Wu Yu's eyes, "Third Miss, let Si Ye carry it on her back, this road is not easy to walk, and prevent any danger."

"Elder sister is right, if there is any accident later, Miss San should just carry it on her back," Mi Yan continued, she was really worried about Gu Zhijin's body, not as deep as Wu Yu.

She was afraid that Gu Zhijin would not be able to bear it, after all, she was still sick and injured,
Nan Zhuohua also said: "Sister, just listen to Sister Wuyu and Sister Miyan, it's safer."

They all tried to persuade them, but Gu Zhijin couldn't refuse, and she was also afraid that something unexpected would happen to drag them down.

"Okay," Gu Zhijin replied, "Please trouble Young Master Si Ye."

She put both arms on Si Ye's back, and slowly leaned against his back, Si Ye easily lifted her up.

Growing so big, it was the first time that she was so close to a man, Gu Zhijin's body was a little stiff, she didn't dare to move on Si Ye's back, and her face was slightly blushing.

It was only after arriving at Madam Nan's tomb that Si Ye put her down.

The surrounding vegetation is deep and misty.

No one came to clean it up for a year, and Mrs. Nan's grave was overgrown with weeds, and it was desolate and sad.

On the tombstone is engraved "The tomb of Shaoyin, the only daughter of the Nan family."

She was buried as the daughter of the Nan family, not as the wife of the Gu family, and even Gu Zhian's surname never appeared on the tombstone.

Nan Shaoyin's resentment towards Gu Zhian could not be resolved until she died.

Gu Zhijin bent down, trying to pull out the weeds on the grave, but Si Ye bent over a step ahead of her, and quickly cleared the surrounding weeds.

Mi Yan whispered softly: "I never thought that someone as cold as Si Ye could be so humane."

Next to Wuyu raised her red lips lightly, it also depends on who it is for.

Gu Zhijin led Nan Zhuohua to the tomb, and whispered with a smile, "Mother, I brought my little sister here, we sisters will come to see you together." Touching Nan Zhuohua's head, "Little sister, hurry up!" Call mother."

Nan Zhuohua was obedient and obedient, "Mother, I'm Xiaojiu, I'm here to see you." I haven't seen my mother for five years, and today in front of the grave, Nan Zhuohua has a lot to say to this person whom I have never met before. Mother said.

"Mother, my name is Nan Zhuohua, and my baby name is Yaoyao, which is the name Yue Ya'er gave me."

"Yue Ya'er said that you want my surname to be 'Nan', but you don't want my surname to be 'Gu,' so Yue Ya'er asked me to be named 'Nan'."

(End of this chapter)