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Chapter 489 Antiru's Intuition
Suddenly, his belief collapsed, like a mountain collapsed, bending the old head's back.

Yang Ping felt sorry for Qi Ran.The person who is also the director of Huairentang has also worked hard and dedicated half his life in this medicine hall. How could he not understand Jiang Yue's feelings at this time.

It's just that he is the deputy master, and this kind of feeling cannot be compared with Jiang Yue after all.

Yang Ping stretched out his hand, patted Jiang Yue's shoulder, and sighed in a deep voice: "Brother, don't take it too seriously. You can't be tempted by the temptation of money, and you don't frown when you are surrounded by swords and axes. That is a saint. Seeing the vastness of the world, all living beings, How few people do this? Don't blame yourself, this matter is really not your fault.

It's not their fault, and whose fault is it?
The masters fell silent in unison.

Mu Dianke was tired from crying, and fell asleep in Chang Qianfo's arms.The long eyelashes were twisted into strips, sticking wetly to the eyelids, with traces of wet water, and still sobbing in sleep.

Similar to escaping from Abi's Purgatory, the way he and Jin Yanchen deal with past events are completely different.Jin Yanchen was too cruel to himself.He tore those scars open and chewed repeatedly, using the pain as a whetstone, grinding himself day by day until his heart became cold and hard, and a thick cocoon was formed, leaving no flesh and blood. .

Mu Dianke chose to escape.Seal up those painful memories and don't touch them.

But someone didn't let him escape, and forced her to open the horrible boxes in her mind one by one, releasing the dark nightmare inside.

First Mu Zhongcheng, then Tan Zhou, they forced him to face the painful and unbearable past.

She fell into a deep and painful dream.

In the dream, she was unable to control herself, floating indefinitely on a blood-red river.In the river are countless hungry sharks waiting to eat.On both sides of the river, one bank is cold and dark, and the other bank is full of flowers.Jin Yancheng and Chang Qianfo stood on both sides of the river, each holding one of her hands tightly and not letting go.

She didn't know where to go, whether to the left or the right, and she was dragged by them to swing her body above the river.At this time, an old farmer with a hoe came over.The old farmer raised his hoe and tapped her on the head lightly. She fell from the air and half of her body fell into the shark's belly.

She opened her eyes suddenly, there was no weakness in her eyes, and there was a cold light in them.

It's just that Chang Qianfo didn't see the cold light in his eyes.Realizing that the person in her arms had woken up, she lowered her head and called softly, "Dianke?"

Mu Dianke raised his head and fell into his affectionate eyes, but he was more worried.

She stretched out her hand and held his face, his face was warm, pressing her palm, also warming her heart.

"Thousand Buddhas." She called him softly, like a child who just had a nightmare looking for her mother, her tone was full of tenderness and attachment.

"Thousand Buddhas" "Thousand Buddhas" she called out loudly.

She called, and Chang Qianfo answered.

"I'm here, Dianke, I'm here." He looked at her patiently, and nodded her forehead.

Satisfied, she smiled softly, then hugged his neck, and pressed her face against his neck.Only in this way can one feel peace of mind, he and her are so close.

Chang Qi, is he okay?Thinking of the situation before falling asleep, she asked uneasily.

"He's fine. He's worried about you. He specially asked Xiaoxiao to visit you on his behalf, and asked me to say sorry to you."

Chang Qianfo said softly.

"It's me who should say I'm sorry." She felt relieved and guilty at the same time: "Actually, Chang Qi is really a very good person."

"It's okay, he won't blame you." Chang Qianfo stroked her forehead gently: "It's all over, Dianke." He said softly: "Everything will be fine. You are my medicine, and I am yours medicine, and we'll all be fine."

"En." Mu Dianke replied in a low voice.

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It is common to see a flash of doubt in the Buddha's heart, but it is only fleeting.He is very clear that at this moment, even if he has a little hesitation, it is possible to plant a seed of estrangement in Mu Dianke's heart.

She would doubt, distrust him, and think that he disliked her.

……

Mu Dianke's arms were entwined around Chang Qianfo's back neck, and suddenly his palm was raised, and with a palm knife, he slashed heavily on Chang Qianfu's back neck.

An Tiru and Xing Ping stood guard outside the door, and saw Mu Dianke coming out with clean clothes and neatly combed hair, tied into a small bun, and secured with a gold-encrusted jade hairpin with tassels.

Her face was peaceful, without a trace of embarrassment, only her eyes were still swollen, showing that she had cried.

"Miss Fourth." "Miss Fourth." The two got up one after another.

"My lord is asleep." Mu Dianke looked back into the room, and said in a low voice, "I have something to discuss with Butler Ling. Tiru, ​​you stay here, lest your lord wake up and have something to say, Zhao Ping, please accompany me for a walk."

It's not surprising that Mu Dianke asked Ling Fu to discuss countermeasures when major events happened one after another in the hall, but An Tiru just felt that something was wrong, his eyelids twitched, and he always felt that something was about to happen.Before he had time to think about it, he said:

"Uncle Ling has gone to Junlan Garden. It was the courtyard where an old manager of the East Pharmacy lived. Zhao Ping didn't know it. I went there once with the young master. Let me guide Miss Fourth."

Mu Dianke nodded: "Alright."

An Tiru turned around and accidentally knocked over the bench, quickly supported her with her hands, and said with a smile: "Look at me, when I'm in a hurry, I get confused. We have to go early and late, I'm afraid that Uncle Ling will leave and we will miss it again.

Mu Dian glanced at An Tiru without a trace, and was slightly surprised that An Tiru was not such a frizzy person.What's going on today?
The two walked towards the backyard in the north, passed through the long corridor garden, and went up to the Jiuqu Bridge. The stone arch bridge hole was reflected on the blue lake, echoing the sparse willows on both sides.A black swan is moored on the reflection of the stone bridge, bending its neck to comb its feathers.

Quite quiet and elegant.

"This bridge is made after the nine-curved arch bridge in Qinglian Garden. It looks roughly the same, but it is smaller and shorter than the bridge in Qinglian Garden. The carving is more delicate." An Tiru smiled. said.

Mu Dian turned around and looked at the road, only to see the twists and turns of the nine-curved arch bridge, dragging along the lake, thinking about what An Tiru said about the bridge in Qinglian Garden, he said: "Qing Is Lianyuan the garden in Changjiabao?

An Tiru smiled and said: "Yes, it was built when Mrs. Zeng was alive. Mrs. Zeng traveled to the south of the Yangtze River. After returning to Luoyang, he never forgot the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, so he invited craftsmen from the south to compare the layout of the Jiangnan water town. A garden was built in Changjiapu. It is not the same as our garden in the north, Miss Fourth will know when she sees it later."

(End of this chapter)