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Chapter 60 Fate

I left without hesitation, and just like that, I left. Underworld [Source of this book/Guli.com]

Wanghen took the thing she left behind, looked at the direction she left, and stood by the hole. His mother-in-law walked behind her, "You already know, don't you?"

Wanghen did not look back, but let out a deep breath. The anger was as if he was sighing for his mother, as if he was relieved, "Yes, I already knew she would leave."

The mother-in-law held Wanghen's shoulders, and the two of them hugged each other, and no one spoke.

"Let her go. Even if she is alive for so many years, she would be better than dead."

"When Master Xiuyuan is alive, her heart is there. When Master Xiuyuan is gone, she no longer has the meaning of living." Wanghen sighed.

So, unswervingly came.

Thirty years later, when she stepped into Tiantai Town for the first time, she looked at this familiar place and suddenly felt unfamiliar. The people on the street were as busy as before. She looked at the place where Xiuyuan lived, and there was his shadow in every corner. He was born here and died here.

In front of this image, I looked straight at Xiuyuan's face.

The Luohan did not answer immediately. He remained silent for a while, "Yes, if you died at that time, he would have lived a different life without suffering in these physical pains."

He nodded unswervingly, "I originally received my kindness, but I didn't want to be the one who deserved the cultivation of fate again." She smiled bitterly and shook her head.

The Arhat looked unswervingly, "This is fate. Five hundred years ago and today are both cause and effect disasters."

The unwavering smile turned from a bitter smile to a cry, and tears flowed down. She slowly took out the jade plaque in her clothes. It was made of Buddhist beads of the Arhat. She looked at the jade plaque, the ancient jade 'color', very warm.

"Buyu, it's time for me to leave, please take good care of yourself." Luohan looked at Buyu.

Facing the Arhat without hesitation, he bowed deeply. Seeing her bent body and hanging down, he nodded and disappeared into the night.

Facing the Buddha statue of "This time, there are only two of us." Buyu smiled with tears in his smile.

She raised her head and slowly knelt down until the sound and pain of her knees falling to the ground. Buyu supported her with her hands in front of her. She kowtowed three times to Xiuyuan's statue. When she lifted her up, her forehead was covered with blood and dust. Buyu looked at Xiuyuan, "In this life, I can't meet each other. Xiuyuan, you are gone, what's the point of living?" Buyu bent her lips and stood up slowly. Her gorgeous figure stood in the night color. "Wait for me" words. She saw white clothes floating up, and the gauze on her body floated up in the night sky, and Buyu hit the pillar beside her. Suddenly, blood flowed like a stream, and Buyu looked at Xiuyuan's statue with a smile. Her body slowly fell down until she closed her eyes and could no longer see anything.

Buyu's body fell heavily to the ground, and blood flowed down from her forehead to the ground. The jade plaque on Buyu's chest hung on the ground, soaked in blood, and slowly turned into a blood-red color.

The Xiuyuan looked at all this, and there seemed to be something clear in the corner of his eyes, and it ticked and fell on the lotus below. The flower became full of buds overnight.

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Xiaoyao looked at all this and squeezed up from the monk. Looking at the already stiff fox corpse, Xiaoyao squatted down in surprise and touched her forehead. The fox was covered with a blood-colored jade plaque. Xiaoyao immediately understood everything. He felt a soreness in his heart. Looking at the master's image, Xiaoyao sighed long.

The love disaster, hundreds of years, has finally come to an end with the cultivation of fate and unswerving death.

The water in the Buddha's bowl became turbid again.

Bai Meng looked at the Buddha bowl, and her eyes were covered with transparent tears. Bai Meng covered her mouth and looked at the old man, "Master Keats"

The old man looked at the moved woman in front of him, "You are this nine-tailed fox demon."

Bai Meng closed her eyes, had the same face, and the first time she saw Xiuyuan, she understood that this person seemed so familiar, as if he had known each other for hundreds of years.

Bai Meng swallowed her tears, "Then, the Nine-tailed Fox Demon and Xiu Yuan finally ended this fate of the human demon. Why, why do I still have my reincarnation?"

"You are not the first cycle of reincarnation, you are the seventh generation." The old man turned the Buddhist beads in his hand, his face calm as usual.

Bai Meng frowned, "I am just the seventh generation?"

The old man nodded, "The fox demon and the cultivation of fate have not ended. Their evil fate is destined to be reincarnated for generations, and this is fate."

Bai Meng covered her mouth in surprise, "Why?"

The old man sighed long and shook his head, "Who knows? These are all cause and effect, all love disasters, and all unforgettable fates. Maybe they are all destined, maybe they are the kindness of the Buddha. In short, everything is unknown."

Bai Meng looked at the Buddha bowl in a daze, "I am just the seventh generation? So is my marriage like this?"

The old man nodded, "Marriage is destined by heaven, and it is impossible to force it."

"Is it because my marriage is so tortuous in this life that it is already destined in my destiny?"
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