Xiuyuan and Master Qiu Ji walked in the courtyard of the Li family. The master was in front and Xiuyuan was behind.

"Have your body recovered?"

Xiu Yuan nodded, "It has been safely restored."

"That's great," the master looked at Xiuyuan with a smile. "Xiyuan, you are already sixteen years old this year."

Xiuyuan nodded, and the master seemed to be thinking about something, "Your father is very knowledgeable about Buddhism, I wonder what you think?"

Xiuyuan paused, "I just heard from my father that I had never studied it. I usually didn't study it."

The master nodded understandingly, "You have a lot of wisdom. If you are willing to enter Buddhism and practice, you will definitely have great achievements in the future."

Xiuyuan smiled faintly, and the master continued, "I know you are the only son of the Li family. It would be a bit abrupt and difficult for you to ask for this, but what I said comes from the heart."

Cultivation does not doubt what the master said. Thinking about the arhat and thinking about the reincarnation of his past and present lives may be destined to have an indissoluble bond with Buddhism.

"I plan to say goodbye today," Master Qiu Ji said solemnly as he looked at Xiuyuan. There was something indescribable in his eyes, "Xiyuan, I hope you think carefully about what I said today."

Xiuyuan nodded, "It must."

Master Qiu Ji left the courtyard, and Xiu Yuan was still standing here. He looked at the prosperity of the garden that had gradually withered, and his heart felt even colder than the colder autumn.

Buyu also felt cold, this was a feeling that I had never had in five hundred years. Standing on the top of the mountain, she raised her arms, and the mountain wind blew, rolled up the hair in Buyu's ears, closed her eyes, and smelled the smell of fallen leaves in the wind.

Mochou came over and received the note that was stuffed to her and went to the appointment as scheduled.

"Xiyuan, is he okay?" Buyu turned his back to Mochou, and Mochou slowly walked over to her side by side. The two looked ahead. From halfway up the mountain, you could see Tiantai Town below. It was a little noisy and filled with a faint mist. It looked beautiful and harmonious in the mountains.

"The cultivation of fate is very good, I have woken up." Mo Chou's tone was very light, but he did not have the same hostility as before.

"That's great," Buyu's heart was relieved. She was actually paying attention to the Li family. Seeing that Bai San had already known that Xiuyuan was still alive, she got the exact answer from Mo Chou's mouth today and felt relieved. "It's really great." Buyu looked at Mo Chou.

Mo Chou still looked ahead, "What are you going to do in the future?"

Buyu didn't say anything, and she didn't know what to do. Now she doesn't know how to survive alone.

"Are you still in Tiantai Town?" Mo Chou looked at Buyu, and the two women looked at each other so peaceful for the first time.

Buyu shook his head, "I don't know, I really don't know."

Mochou stopped asking more, "I have to leave." She turned around and walked out, looking at her back without hesitation. Suddenly, Mochou turned around, "He is pretty good, he has been resting at home recently."

Buyu's eyes were stunned, and Mochou left.

Is this telling her what message?

Wang knocked on the door, Xiuyuan took a look, and she walked in and saw Xiuyuan reading a book, "Huayuan, are you tired?"

Xiuyuan put down the book, smiled and shook his head, "I'm fine, not tired."

Wang sat down. This time Xiuyuan's serious illness made her feel satisfied to see him sitting here again reading and painting as before. Wang smiled faintly.

"What's wrong with mother?" Xiuyuan looked at her.

Wang shook his head, "Just come to see you."

After a moment of silence, Wang found that his son was silent than before. Although he still smiled habitually on his face, it was his usual habit to say nothing.

"Cultivate fate," Wang paused for a moment. Many things didn't go back to the past. In addition, Maochun, the three of them were always avoiding something, and no one was willing to say it, that was unswerving.

Xiuyuan looked at her mother waiting for her and said.

Wang touched his son's shoulder, "Your face is much better than before."

"Eat well, and it's more than before." Xiuyuan smiled.

Wang nodded with relief, "That's good, you're healthy."

"Mother," Xiuyuan looked at her, "What do you have to say?"

If Mrs. Wang had originally planned to swallow it, it would be hard to hide it from Xiuyuan. "It's Mochou, her master is about to leave, and Mochou is still here, so there must be a saying--" Mrs. Wang paused. "If there was no previous incident, I originally planned to get you married this year."

Xiuyuan's body shook. Wang was about to continue talking, but when she saw Xiuyuan's expression, she was stunned and she couldn't continue.

"Okay, I'll go out first, you can rest first."

"Mother--" When Wang was about to go out, Xiuyuan called her, "Give me some time, I will have an explanation to Mochou."

Wang was also stunned. She nodded trunkly, and Xiu Yuan smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I won't make you worry."

Mrs. Wang also smiled and stepped out.

The Taoist priest left the next day. Mochou said goodbye to the master in front of the Li family. She held the Taoist priest's hand and refused to let go. The Taoist priest smiled and touched Mochou's hair, "Why are you crying?"

Mochou shook his head and said nothing, "Master, I can't bear to leave you." She hugged the Taoist priest's neck.

The Taoist priest looked at the Li family on the steps in awkward manner, including Xiuyuan, Wang and Maochun.

After a while, Mochou's tears soaked the clothes on the Taoist priest's shoulders. The Taoist priest turned Mochou's shoulders, and he looked at Xiuyuan, "Stupid brat."

Xiuyuan smiled.

"You have to treat Mochou well, do you know?"

Xiuyuan walked down, Taoist priest pulled Mo Chou's hand, Xiuyuan stretched out his hand, and Taoist priest handed it to his hand, "Do you know if you have to treat her well?"

Xiuyuan nodded. This time, Wang looked at Maochun with tears in his eyes, and they felt an inexplicable feeling in their hearts.

Mochou didn't look at Xiuyuan. She cried so hard that she couldn't help herself with tears. The Taoist priest sighed, "It's not that I'm not coming back, I still have to come back. Xiuyuan, right?"

Xiuyuan nodded and looked at Mochou, "Mochou, Taoist priest is still here, I have a lot of words to tell you in front of him."

Mochou gradually raised his head.

"I will treat you well, give you an explanation, and forgive my selfishness in the past. This is your home, and it will always be."

The Taoist priest nodded meaningfully, "Look, don't you guarantee this to you?"

Mochou let out a long sigh. Her hands were still in Xiuyuan's hands. Xiuyuan's hands were very warm, hotter than before. Mochou did not dare to look up, she did not dare to look Xiuyuan's eyes in front of the Taoist priest. Although Xiuyuan said this in front of the Taoist priest, Mochou knew that there was a hurdle that she could never get through, that was unswerving.

At the same time, not far away, the old man and the children appeared again. They stood on the corner of the street, and the mortals could not see them, but their eyes could see everywhere.

The little boy pulled the old man's hand, "Is this okay now?"
Chapter completed!