"You go." Buyu said this with tears in his eyes. She didn't look at Xiuyuan and waved to him, "Go away quickly."

Xiuyuan was stunned. He looked at the back of the unswerving one. She held the stone table and her shoulders were twitching.

"Unswer."

"Let's go!" He interrupted.

Xiu Yuan's steps to move forward stopped, and he sighed, "Then I'm leaving, take good care of you." Almost after saying this, he turned around and could not turn back. She heard his footsteps getting farther and farther away. She knew that he was leaving. This departure meant that he wanted to end his contact with him from the bottom of his heart.

Unswervingly slid down and sat down.

Xiuyuan walked quickly, and he was afraid that he would stop and turn back. His eyes were filled with tears in his mind. He had seen her eyes so many times, hot, gentle, watery, and smiling. This time, this was the most unrelieved look that could not let him go.

In this trance, Xiu Yuan slid down the hillside with his feet. He rolled and finally hit a stone, which made his head break out of blood and fainted.

I don’t know how long it took, Xiuyuan was still in a coma, and the old and young appeared in front of him, “How could this happen?”

The boy looked at Xiuyuan and squatted down, "He has shed a lot of blood, Master."

The old man also squatted down and looked at Xiuyuan, "This is also a disaster. The disaster of the Venerable's life has just begun."

"You can't ignore him," the boy tore off the cloth strip from his clothes and wrapped Xiuyuan's injured head. The old man and the boy helped him up together. The boy looked at the old man, "What should I do?"

The old man nodded, "Take him back first."

Xiuyuan was so unconscious and was taken away by them.

On the other hand, it was even worse to live without hesitation. She sat blankly in the cave for a while, and still didn't notice it until Luo Yan appeared behind her.

"What's wrong with you?" Luo Yan's voice rang behind him.

Unswervingly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, looking back, it was Luo Yan, "Why are you here?"

Luo Yan held fresh fruit in his hand, "Give you some food to see you."

The cave was extremely quiet and had no vitality. It was dark and unwilling to light the light. Luo Yan lit up the cave and walked to her side. He had only been missing for a few days. Buyu had already lost a lot of weight.

"Xiaozhi has moved away too?" Luo Yan seemed to know everything, and his eyes were still a little dull. She stood up and nodded, "I am the only one here now, very quiet and very good."

The sunken cheeks, only the eyes are swollen.

"Are you crying?" Luo Yan looked at her face and was stunned for a moment. It was obviously a sign of crying, and it was obvious that she had never stopped crying.

He frowned unceasingly, "No."

"Also pretend!" Luo Yan interrupted her, "What happened?"

Buyu didn't want to talk, so she lay down on the stone bed, "You go, I want to sleep for a while, I haven't slept and I'm very tired."

Unswervingly issued an order to expel guests, Luo Yan wanted to ask something, but she had already twisted her body and closed her eyes.

Xiuyuan was unconscious, and in a dream again, he looked down at himself and found that it was still the same clothes. Xiuyuan was a little strange and continued to walk in. When he approached the door, he fooled it. Xiuyuan stopped and looked at the courtyard full of fairy energy, as if something was summoning him, so he walked in.

Walking through the corridor, the deep courtyard, the fallen cherry blossoms on the ground, the golden apricot leaves, and the koi cruising in the pond, where is this fairyland-like courtyard?

The wind blew, and the bamboo forest rustled. Xiuyuan looked forward and didn't know where he was going. Every time he walked to a door, the door opened.

He had to go in until he entered the innermost part and stopped.

There is a Buddha pool in front of the door, next to it is an incense burner. The smell of sandalwood fragrance has set its mind on cultivation. There is a man in the door, sitting there with his back facing him.

The gauze robe that I saw countless times in my dream made Xiuyuan feel sad, and the dragon-subduing Arhat, where his previous life was.

Xiuyuan walked in, and the room was a little dark. He stood behind the person with his back to him. The Arhat did not turn around and said softly, "You are here."

The Arhat turned around and Xiuyuan was stunned. It was a face similar to himself. It was just that because of the polishing of time, the outline had become fuller. His eyes were slightly opened and there was a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.

Xiuyuan looked at him, "Are you a dragon-subduing Arhat?"

Luohan still stared at his eyes, his expression was so calm, and he let out a long sigh, "I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Are you waiting for me?" Xiu Yuan looked at him, the old man and the child walked in and looked at the two of them.

The old man sat down next to the Arhat and looked at the Arhat with a swaying look. He still looked as if he was light, "I can find him."

The Luohan nodded to him, "I'm here to help you."

The old man smiled, "You are so polite to me. Let's talk to me for a while, I'll go out first."

He stood up, and the child watched the two people in his past and present life unwilling to leave. The old man pulled him a few times before leaving reluctantly.

When Xiuyuan sat there, the air was filled with a misty breath, which could make people's hearts feel calm.

"What do you want to ask me?" The Arhat looked at Xiuyuan.

Xiuyuan paused, "I have nothing to ask."

The Arhat didn't say anything, raised his eyes, and the face of Xiuyuan reflected in his eyes, "Then, you saw her."

I don’t know why, but he just knows that what he said is unswerving.

He nodded, "But the shemale is different, I have chosen to leave."

The Arhat spread his hands and one missing piece of Buddhist beads in his hand, which was a broken one. Xiuyuan looked at the Buddhist beads very puzzled.

"The reason why I was punished and reincarnated was because of her." The Arhat spoke, Xiuyuan only knew that he had saved him in his previous life.

"She wants to stay by my side, but I didn't agree," Luo Han paused, "There are different paths in the sheep, and the immortals are even more so. We are born with a different path, and the cycle of reincarnation is also different."

"Then why are you reincarnated?" Xiu Yuan looked at the Arhat.

A trace of light flashed across his drooping eyes, pursing his lips, "Because I made a mistake, I must accept punishment, cultivate my fate, I don't want you to have too many burdens in this life. As long as you know something, you must bear it if you make a mistake."

Xiuyuan looked at the Arhat, and the incense burner next to him was filled with cigarettes, and the mist was shrouded in fog. Xiuyuan looked at the Arhat in the mist, and his face was still calm, as quiet as a statue that had been silent for a hundred years, and had long since passed away his emotions.

"I understand," Xiu Yuan nodded. The Arhat clasped his hands together and bowed to Xiu Yuan. Xiu Yuan was shocked and immediately returned the greeting. When he raised his head again, the Arhat was gone. Xiu Yuan looked around. The house was still this room, and the incense burner was still foggy, but the Arhat disappeared.

Xiuyuan stood up and walked out of the house. The broken leaves were floating in the wind. Xiuyuan reached out to catch a yellow leaf. The edge of the leaf rolled up, and it broke fragilely in Xiuyuan's hand and then broke down and finally landed on the ground. Xiuyuan looked at the broken leaves and breathed a long sigh.

The old man slowly walked out, "He's gone?"

Xiuyuan turned around, looked at the old man, and nodded.

"Did he say something?"
Chapter completed!