Chapter 527: Buddha said: I like you (31)
It was the first time I encountered such a **** and life-and-death event, and the small fragments must have been frightened and uncomfortable.
Feng Qian sighed and gently smoothed the little monk's frown with his fingers.
The girl squatted on the ground with her elbows on the soft couch and her chin on her palms, just staring at the small pieces quietly.
Outside, Yue'er was in a trance.
Seeing that Feng Qian came back with the little monk on her back, she didn't dare to ask more.
At least, the princess will come back safely.
…
Feng Qian didn't know how long she had maintained this posture. By the end, her legs and feet were numb, and her head was groggy.
She raised her eyes and glanced at the fragments, and reached out to hold the cold fingers of the little monk.
Then he sat on the ground with his side face against the soft couch, and fell asleep in a daze.
…
the next day.
When Feng Qian woke up, she felt a blanket on her body.
The girl was stunned and raised her eyes.
Wangchen didn't know when he woke up, he tried his best to shrink himself into a small ball, curled up in the corner, his eyes were dull.
Just a poor little one.
Feng Qian couldn't help feeling a little distressed, she slowly stood up and sat on the soft couch.
Feng Qian grabbed the blanket and tilted his head to look at the debris.
"Achen, the monks of Jingyuan Temple, I have already had them buried."
"I know you're sad, don't be sad, okay? I'll get justice for them."
"You have to cheer up, Ah Chen."
"At least……"
"At least you still have me."
The last sentence finally made the little monk curled up in the corner react. Wang Chen froze for a moment, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
He slowly raised his eyes and looked at the girl beside him.
In the dark eyes of the other party, he looked serious. From those clear eyes, he saw his own shadow.
At least you have me.
Forgetting Chen was stunned.
The little monk pursed his lips, he moved over gently, lowered his eyes, and suddenly hugged the girl in front of him.
The little monk buried his head on the girl's shoulder, and hugged the girl's waist with his articulated hands.
He was silent and hugged silently.
Such a move was unexpectedly distressing.
Feng Qian was stunned for a moment, raised his hand, and touched the little monk's head soothingly.
…
The carriage began to move slowly.
It is estimated that Yue'er conveyed the news of her return to the queen mother.
Feng Qian suddenly thought of that burden again.
"Achen, is that burden yours? I brought it here."
The little monk leaning on the girl's shoulder was silent for a while, and then replied in a low voice, "Yeah."
After a while, Wang Chen raised his eyes.
He solemnly said to the girl in front of him: "I want to return to the secular world."
"Um?"
Feng Qian blinked.
Wangchen lowered his eyes and took the baggage on the side, he said slowly: "Uncle Huikong said that there are objects in my swaddling clothes, maybe it has something to do with my life experience."
so……
"Ah Chen wants to find his life back?"
The little monk shook his head, "I don't want to."
Uncle Huikong said that his fate is not over, and Wangchen is also clear in his heart.
For example, the Buddha said that he likes the girl in front of him, and his heart is numb when he meets the girl, and the life experience in the mouth of Master Huikong.
His name is forgetting the dust, but he cannot forget the dust.
He is no longer qualified as a Buddhist disciple.
For people in Buddhism, once they are troubled by the karmic relationship, it is the beginning of no relationship with the Buddha.
Forgetting Chen is clear in his heart.
From the day he had an inner demon, it was already clear.
As Huikong Shishu said... It's still vulgar.
It's just that he doesn't care.
It's been fourteen years, what if I find my life?
"Then why don't you open the bag and take a look?"
Feng Qian asked.
Wang Chen paused, his eyes fell on the bag.
He touched the burden with his fingertips, hesitated, and opened it.
The contents were revealed, a baby swaddle and a longevity lock.