Chapter 917

I never knew that people's lives were like this.

Isn't it just a few more loads of millet? As for yelling around happily?

Isn't it just that the imperial court distributes pensions of 50 Wen to the elderly over the age of 60? As for the toothless mouth that is always open in joy?

Isn't it just after a long drought, it rained? As for running across the countryside?

Why are these people's lives so simple?

Why can a jug of dirty wine make them happily talk all night around the fire?

Why does the neighbor just give two eggs, and the repeated thanks are like being given two golds?

I don't know.

When I left Toyosu, I no longer hated so much in my heart.

It was amazing, I didn't realize it at first, but on the night I was going to leave, I was sick and he took me to the doctor.

Xia Zian sits for a consultation.

She didn't know me anymore, so I sat in front of her and gave her fierce eyes, but she just smiled at me and said, "Don't worry, it's okay, I just feel cold occasionally."

She prescribed medicine for me and told me to go back and decoct it.

I looked at the warm smile on her face, this smile was very different from the Xia Zian I knew before.

I stopped hating her instantly.

Holding the medicine, I walked on the empty Qingshiban street, recalling the first half of my life.

what did i get What am I missing?

In the days that followed, he took me on a revolving door to see the lives of many people.

Three years later, he returned to the capital.

I didn't know until I returned to the capital that when I was watching other people's lives, Xia Zi'an and Seventh Brother met again, and they were together again

When I found out that Rou Yao actually married that reckless man in Bei Mo, A Jing, I was very sad and angry.

I know that it is impossible for me to be with Rou Yao in this life, but she deserves the best man in the world.

It is absolutely impossible to be a reckless man like Ah Jing.

I want to kill Ah Jing.

I escaped in the dark, knowing that I couldn't escape, and he followed me like a shadow all the time.

I was heartbroken at that time, I knew that he took me out just to let me understand, not to help me win the world.

So, I don't care, tonight either Ah Jing will die or I will die.

I hid outside their room, waiting for an opportunity.

I hear them talking.

They first talked about Xia Zian and Seventh Brother's child, and then Chen Liuliu's child.

Finally, it came to me.

"The king of Nanhuai has disappeared so far, and there is no news at all. Could it be that he is really dead?" It was Ah Jing who asked Rou Yao.

Rou Yao was silent.

I know that Rou Yao never wants to talk about me, she hates me.

That's okay, I don't want her to talk about me with anyone, that's our business.

However, after a while, I heard Rou Yao say: "I hope he is alive."

I still can't describe my feelings at that time, I just feel a cold spring gushing out from the bottom of my heart, extinguishing all my anger.

"Don't you hate him?" Ah Jing asked.

Rou Yao was silent for a while, and said: "I don't know, maybe I hate it, maybe I don't hate it anymore, as for why, I don't know, probably because I'm living a good life now, so I don't care to hate it."

"Hate someone, you won't be happy, just let go." Ah Jing said.

Rou Yao said again: "Yes, I have tortured myself for many years, and now I let it go, whether I hate it or not, life has to go on, I just hope everyone is well."

I sat outside the door for a while, then heard footsteps, Rou Yao was about to come out.

I immediately stood up and hid in the yard.

I saw Rou Yao walking into the corridor, and I followed subconsciously.

In fact, I can not disturb her, but, for some reason, I just want her to look back at me, even just once.

So, I called softly, "Rou Yao."

She turned her head abruptly, the wind lamp in the corridor was dim, her face seemed unreal, and there was a look of horror in her eyes.

"You..." She seemed to want to open her mouth to yell, but for some reason, she didn't yell out.

"I want to tell you that I have liked you since I was ten years old. I have done many wrong things, broken your heart, and harmed you, so that you never believed that I really liked you."

I actually saw tears in her eyes.

"I just want to see you, see you, know how you are, then I can go." I said.

I don't know why, but at that moment, I suddenly thought of my second brother.

His obsessive waiting, his silent waiting, in those long years, he didn't know what he could wait for, but he always kept his distance, never approached, didn't hurt, and would rather not get it.

Perhaps, that is deep love.

I smiled at her, "I'm very happy to see you happy."

Then, I turned around, and the memory of me and her is better to stay here than the invective she woke up to.

When I walked on the street, my heart was no longer as burning as when I came here, but I was much calmer.

The next day, I told King Qingtian that I was leaving the capital.

He took me away to the Dragon King Temple in Shicheng.

He said to me: "From now on, you will live here."

I was alone and lived there all the time.

He didn't ask me again if I knew my fault.

I don't mention it either.

Wrong and right, sometimes it is good to know in your heart.

Sometimes I practice martial arts, sometimes I read books, and sometimes I go down the mountain to do farm work for the people.

My life is peaceful, like a pool of stagnant water, but safe.

Later, he brought me many scriptures.

I read word by word.

One day, he brought me a Sutra of the Bodhisattva's Fundamental Vows.

He told me that my concubine is suffering in hell, and if I recite this scripture, I can help her get rid of her sins.

So, starting at midnight every night, I sat on the hillside outside the Dragon King Temple and read aloud the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra.

When I started reading, only the valley responded to me.

Later, there gradually became more... things around me, floating around me.

I have read the scriptures for so long, and I know that they are all lonely ghosts who are miserable and helpless.

They are listening to my chanting, to save them.

I read the scriptures louder and louder, and sometimes I felt the scriptures float out of my mouth, echoing through the valley.

In the autumn of that year, I lost my hair and took refuge in my Buddha.

On that day, I saw my mother and concubine.

She appeared before me with a joyful and peaceful face.

This is the only thing I have done for her in my life.

All kinds of things in the past were calculated and used.

Between mother and child, there is no continuation of that bit of affection until death and yin and yang are separated.

When I traveled the world with King Qingtian Regent, I saw that all living beings have joys and sorrows. I don't want to become a Buddha, I just want to atone for sins.

So, wearing a pair of straw sandals and carrying a bag, I went down the mountain.

Many years later, there will be a legend about me in the world.

They call me the sandal monk. I have helped many people, saved many people, and overcome many dead souls.

No one knows who I was in the first half of my life, and I don't want to remember, I just remember that I was a monk of straw sandals.

Amitabha, I just remember what Rou Yao said, she hoped everyone is well.

This is how I set my ambitions!