Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress - Chapter 2075

(The love story of Si Yizhen ’s father, Si Yuanzhen, and his mother, Ye Xuan.)

Ye Yan looked up at the small mountain temple not far away, the ancient and solemn building, half hidden between the forest dense, quite a bit of the deep meaning of the independence of the world.

Lingji Temple is just a little-known temple among the many temples in Dali, Yunnan Province. It is hidden in the mountains, hidden in red dust, withered by incense, and sparse, but no one knows it. Clean up here.

Ye Xun believed in Buddhism, and forged a cause and effect with Master Lingji in his early years. He was commanded by Master Lingji: “Love is deep, and wisdom is bound to hurt!”

If it were not for this time, the Fifth World Dharma Conference would be held in Dali, Yunnan, and she would have forgotten this past event.

Climbing up the long steps, Ye Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly his eyes stopped at one point.

In the deep forest, a black figure suddenly appeared. The man was wearing a black breathable windbreaker, with a pair of thick-soled boots on his feet, a black hat on his head, and a long brim. , Covering most of the face above the nose, she clearly saw under his nose, the two tight lips, thin, sharp blade-like, ruthless chin, edges and corners like a knife.

It seemed that she noticed her gaze, the man held a light footstep, and made a slight pause, the gaze hidden under the shadow of the hat came to look at her like a flash of electricity.

Even though she couldn’t see what kind of eyes she was watching at this time, she could still feel the evil intentions condensed in that person’s eyes, and swept towards her like a tide.

Ye Yan’s breathing was choked, and her heartbeat suddenly became uncontrollable.

She could feel that the man was sending a suffocating murderous all over him, like the blood of a dead body, like Shura from hell, as if the world was too old.

After their eyes met briefly, they pulled away.

Ye Huan covered her jumping chest, and kept breathing, the kamama vest was dripping with cold sweat, and a cold infiltration into her bone marrow.

When she calmed down and looked at her, the man was no longer visible.

If it wasn’t for her heartbeat like a drum in her ears, and her rapid breathing to remind her, the only picture was real, she would almost think that it was just a moment’s dazzle, or a big dream in the day.

At this time, Ye Zheng didn’t know, she was surprised at a glance, but it became a robber in her life.

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“Viewing the Bodhisattva Bodhisattva, walking deep like a paramita for a long time, seeing the five aggregates are empty, all the suffering …” The sandalwood chanting in the room, the fragrant incense is light, the air is clear and pure, as if it is a chant, it is exactly the recitation Inspiring “Guanyin Heart Sutra”.

Ye Yan knelt down on the yellow futon, with his palms resting on his chest, reclining with closed eyes, a classical and elegant face, a treasured stately solemn, pious and clear, overly beautiful eyebrows, under the smoke of sandalwood It’s like smoke and mist, and extremely clever.

Lingji Master Lao Seng settled and sat across from her, with one hand resting between her legs, and one hand around the small beads made of rosewood rosewood as the Buddhist scriptures spit out of Ye Yan’s mouth kept twisting.

After completing a recitation of Guanyin’s heart, Ye Yan slowly opened his eyes, slowly opened his mouth, and read back to Xiang Yan: “I would like this merit. .He who witnesses it all shows empathy……”

Master Lingji slowly opened his eyes, his opaque eyes, penetrated the back of the hairpin to block the screen, and looked into the screen, slowly saying, “The donor should recite the” Tibetan Bodhisattva Sutra “. ? “

Ye Xun gave a slight stupefaction: “This verse is the cause and effect of removing karma, repaying debts, and repenting of bad karma. Why should the master listen to this scripture?”

Master Lingji said: “Ferry.”

Ye Zheng asked again, “Who did you cross?”

Master Lingji replied: “People who should cross the crossing.”

Ye Yan was curious: “What is the right person to cross?”

Master Lingji stared at his eyes and stopped speaking.

Ye Ye no longer asked, and he couldn’t help thinking of the man who saw him on the mountain road, full of fierce blood, and Fang returned from hell. He should be the one to cross!

She slowly closed her eyes and drew her mind, chanting this causal good and evil verse.

The room was quiet, with only mysterious and obscure Scriptures, like the thin water, clear and overflowing, Sanskrit sounds in the ears, and peace.

After reading the scriptures, Ye Xiu got the Lingji Master to plant Xiao Jin Tea and left the inner room.

There was a sound behind the screen, and Si Yuanzhen stepped out slowly, taking the light steps, stepping on the gray brick floor, leaving a pair of blood-colored footprints for each step, just a few dozen steps, then When **** was in the blood, Shura went home.

Si Yuanzhen slowly sat down to the futon where Ye Xie was sitting, and took the half cup of herbal tea left by Ye Xie with his hands, put it in his nose and sniffed. , Send tea to lips.

Herbal tea is slightly bitter, but the taste is sweet.

Si Yuanzhen laughed: “The master is a rare monk in the world who has to imitate the Bodhisattva.” Hell is not empty, you ca n’t be a Buddha, all living beings are exhausted, and Founder Bodhi? “After that, he smiled slightly, playing with ordinary tea cups that can’t be ordinary anymore, some put it down:” Oh, if this is the case, then the master in this life is destined to fail to achieve positive results, because you can’t survive me. “

He is the one holding the butcher knife.

His hands were already bloody.

He didn’t believe in Buddha, but just strayed into the Buddhist temple.

Master Lingji narrowed his eyes slightly: “Although Shi could not cross you, someone could cross you.”

Si Yuanzhen smiled “haha”, and her cold face flashed with the coldness of Yin: “Who? Is that the woman who just recited the scripture?”

Suddenly, a quaint and tender face emerged from his mind, and the air was pure and clear, like the sound of natural sounds, lingering in his heart, lingering incessantly, lingering.

Master Lingji slowly said: “The donor is in this little temple of mine, three times in and three times out, each time with a sinner, and every time I chant for you the last article of the” Tibet Bodhisattva ” Remove the obstacle, but unfortunately the donor never listens to the Dharma. His anger is hard to dispel, his ferocity is difficult to kill, and he wants to kill evil. Now, the Buddha has entered the heart of the donor. “

Si Yuanzhen seemed to have heard a big joke, haha ​​laughed, and slowly spit out four words: “I don’t believe in Buddha!”

Master Lingji said indifferently: “In this life, you have killed a lot of sins.

After speaking, he slowly lowered his eyelids, twisted the beads, and stopped talking.

Si Yuanzhen had a pair of peach eyes with a dazzling stream of love, and she was ruthless, and slowly spit out three words: “Old bald donkey!”

The wind flickered.

Master Lingji slowly opened his eyes, but in the opposite position, there was already a tea cup missing and an extra ring. He thought of a paper order many years ago!

Love is so deep, Hui will be hurt!

The calamity of this life will not be spared!