Xiuyuan was in a fog, and he arrived at the purple bamboo forest again. Xiuyuan was already familiar with the place and walked forward until he saw the familiar door. He looked at the steps and walked up slowly. As soon as he opened the door, an ancient wind blew up.

There were two people standing in the backyard of the door, one old and one young, Xiuyuan slowly approached them.

The old man looked at Xiuyuan and smiled. It was so kind that the three of them seemed to be a different life when they met again.

"How are you?"

Xiuyuan smiled faintly, "I'm fine, where are you?"

"We are also very good," the little boy couldn't wait to answer. He stretched out his hand and hugged Xiuyuan's waist, "We miss you so much."

Xiuyuan held the child's shoulder, he smiled slightly, the child let go of his hand and looked at him, the old man touched the child's head, "We're leaving."

"Let's go, where to go?" Xiuyuan looked at them strangely.

"We didn't belong here at all. We came here just to see you and lead you into the right path of Buddhism." The old man was still kind.

Xiuyuan sighed, thinking that he was indeed a monk, and he would practice in a quiet place in Buddhism in this life, and his fate was like this.

"But you have more missions to complete." The old man paused.

"Eliminate harm for the people, eliminate violence and maintain good fortune. This is what you need to do in this life." The little boy responded.

Xiuyuan pointed at himself, "Me?"

The old man nodded, "This is also your destiny and cannot be changed."

"Empty and quiet is the beginning, to cultivate fate. You are such a person, so you will definitely embark on this path. You are kind-hearted and will stand up for the injustice of the world. So in this life, do your best to do more things for the mortals in this world." The old man said meaningfully.

Xiuyuan looked at the firm eyes of the two people and suddenly understood something. He then looked at the vitality of the garden. The four seasons passed and the desolate autumn scenery was no longer visible. The beauty of the garden scenery was so beautiful. Xiuyuan raised his head and looked at the sunshine. He hadn't seen such a brilliant light for a long time. When Xiuyuan turned around, the old man and the little boy were no longer in front of him. Xiuyuan was stunned and then looked around, and saw the two people standing at the door and turning back to look at him.

"Arhat--" the old man called him, Xiuyuan was stunned. Looking at the old man, he seemed to have seen someone he had missed for a long time, his eyes full of gratitude, "Take care, we're leaving."

The little boy also waved to him, Xiuyuan watched the two of them walking out the door, and his back became more and more illusory until they disappeared. Xiuyuan suddenly seemed to realize something, and looked down and saw that he was wearing a veil cassock. He quickly walked to the water.

The pool was clear, and a person was clearly reflected inside. Xiuyuan was stunned and could not speak. Although his facial features were similar, he had more vicissitudes of the age. The people in the water were clearly dragon-subduing Arhats.

He straightened up and touched his cheek. In this life, he finally became a dragon-subduing Arhat. No wonder the two of them had the same expression when they saw him just now. Xiuyuan sat down. A gust of wind blew up his gauze dress. He looked at his pale and slender hands. I, Li Xiuyuan, are the dragon-subduing Arhat.

This was the first dream. Xiuyuan woke up at night and looked at his hands. He couldn't see clearly in the dark. He turned over and was about to go to the ground, but he didn't stand still. Seeing that he was about to fall, he didn't expect a chair came and held him. Xiuyuan was stunned and touched the cold chair. He lit the light. He was the only one in the room, but the chair appeared where it shouldn't have appeared. Xiuyuan looked at the chair. The next moment he picked up the light and ran out. The yard was ink. Xiuyuan looked around. The leaves were rustling in the dense and low bushes. He turned around and circled, and it was not wrong.

Unswervingly, the dragon has come.

"You come out!" Xiu Yuan said, "Long Buyu, you come out!"

There was still no answer. Xiuyuan looked at the ink-colored night. The yard was so quiet, and the only breathing sound was high and low.

"Why don't you come out? Why are you always in the dark? Do you want to hide from me for the rest of your life?" Xiu Yuan said to the air.

The trees were still trembling, Xiu Yuan raised his head and occupied the sky with stars. "Why did you do that, please give me an explanation."

On the other side, Buyu was hiding in the hidden bushes. She covered her mouth and did not dare to make any sound. Listening to Xiuyuan's voice, he was close at hand but could not move forward.

Cultivate fate, I misunderstood too deeply, and I thought so in my heart.

Xiuyuan couldn't get a response, so he lowered his hand with the lamp down. Xiuyuan let out a long breath for the last time, and he slowly walked back to the room.

It was not until the door was closed that she dared to let go of her hand for a long time. She slowly poked her head out. Xiu Yuan's sideways reflected in the dim light in the window, and he sat in front of the table.

Looking at the outline without hesitation, she closed her eyes and felt a little depressed.

Maybe this is the last time I saw you, Xiuyuan, she looked at the silhouette reluctantly. Suddenly, the lights went out, and her heart was empty. She slowly stood up and jumped onto the eaves, watching Xiuyuan's room turn around and leave resolutely.

Where Buyu lives, her mother-in-law was holding Xiao Wanghen. When she saw Buyu come back, she greeted her, "You are back, why are you so late?"

Buyu looked at the sleeping child in her mother-in-law's hand, and she touched Wanghen's face, "I forgot the time, is Wanghen still obedient? Have you cried?"

The mother-in-law shook her head, "You don't know how obedient she is, but this child just doesn't cry." She hugged Wanghen gently, stretched out her hand unswervingly, and the mother-in-law handed the child to her.

The moment she touched the warm little body, she felt soft and soft. She looked at Wanghen’s face with sadness, as pink as cherry blossoms, and hugged the child tightly without hesitation.

"What's wrong with you?" The mother-in-law looked at her, with the unconcealed sorrow between her eyebrows, "Don't wake up the child."

Buyu lowered his head and kissed Wanghen's forehead gently. She closed her eyes and the moment she touched Wanghen's skin, Buyu couldn't help but shed tears.

The mother-in-law looked at her, "Unswer-Are you okay?"

Buyu shook his head, "It's okay, I just look at the child and feel that she is pitiful."

The mother-in-law shook her head, "Why are you still sentimental? You are already the mother of the child." She wanted to take Wanghen and refused to let go of Wanghen. She looked at the happy expression of her mother-in-law taking care of the child.

"Mother-in-law, can you promise me something?"

"What?" the mother-in-law looked at it unswervingly.

"No matter whether I am here or not, please raise her well and never tell her about her life experience."

"Why do you say this for no reason?" The mother-in-law frowned and looked at her, "You should take care of the child well, and bring her up with your own hands and take her to experience the world."

Buyu paused, "I mean, if, if I can't raise her with my own hands, please help me take care of her?"
Chapter completed!