Chapter 1475: Why is this tear flowing?

The first thousand four hundred and seventy-five chapters why this tears flow?
Is she?
Qin Qi is somewhat uncertain, because they are far apart, and there is a fog in the other side, which is faintly visible, and a Buddha will guard it.
She was talking to a young monk around her, then put her hands together and took a bow, then turned and left.
It seems that there is no interest in the Tianyuan ratio.
Qin Qi looks complicated, but he can't let it go. He whispers to the Su dialect around him: "Small words, I leave for a while, you stay here and don't go away, what's the matter, call me right away."
Su Shi nodded docilely and did not ask what Qin Qi was going to do.
Qin Qi has left and no one can perceive his actions.
The pure land of the sky is very huge. Today, most of the guests and monks are concentrated in the performance of the military field, watching the Tianyuan ratio, other places, but now it is clean.
Originally, Buddhism should be so clean.
The temples are cascading, and between the yellow high walls, there is a remote path. The wall is filled with dense Buddha language, so that the people who walk here are empty-minded.
This path leads to the quiet back mountain, the mottled stone steps up, but not visible at the end, obscured by the old trees.
Falling leaves, it seems to have buddha nature, revealing peace.
The woman who seems to be guarded by the Buddha is walking up the mountain. Her eyes are so clear, there is no impurity, and the world reflected in the scorpion is so clear.
Suddenly, the woman stopped her steps and seemed to feel it. She turned back.
The wind blew through and rolled up the leaves into butterflies.
The hat on the head fell, and the three thousand troubles that were on the plate were scattered. It seemed that there was a star river that turned between the hairs.
Simple Buddha clothes, clean and plain, like a painting, write the world.
"The donor, but lost?" The woman blinked and asked softly.
Under the stone steps, a man stood and could not hide his heartache.
I already knew that it would be such a reaction. On that day, he personally wiped out all her memories. The clear eyes are not pure, but empty!
It is him, depriving her of her past, all emotions, vanishing!
See you again ten years later, I have long recognized him, and I am in Buddhism, the ancient Buddha of Green Light, with her life.
Qin Qi opened his mouth, but could not speak.
Whether the choice of the day is correct or not is too much.
Just, there is no other choice.
Qin Qi in front of her, personally killed her as a father's teacher, in front of her face, a stick destroyed her ancestral hall of the writer's garden.
She has been bent on her death.
Don't forget, forget everything.
"Door, what's wrong with you?" The woman was somewhat worried. She said warmly: "But what troubles? No matter what, you can tell the Buddha that the Buddha will help you through the storm."
Qin Qi was finally open.
"Buddha can't help me, I don't believe in Buddhism." Qin Qi shook his head. The water in the West Desert Buddha Gate was too deep. Qin Qi would not think that they just wanted to get through the world and help all beings from suffering.
"Yeah." The woman nodded. She did not have the skills of other Buddhist monks, and did not persuade others to convert to Buddhism.
She is too simple, simple enough to think about nothing.
But today, she has a little more thought.
This person seems to be a little special, different from others, but what is different, she can not tell.
"The donor, if there is any distress, can say to the Buddha, even if you don't believe it, it will be helpful to you." The woman whispered.
"Good." Qin Qi nodded and picked up the ranks.
The woman turned her head and stepped up to the back mountain. There was an ancient temple, but compared with other magnificent temples, it looked very simple.
"I don't know how the female master calls it." Qin Qi asked.
"My law number is called empty." Xiaokong smiled.
Are you empty?
For her, the person who remembers the depths is not called Qin Qi, but Qin Kong!
She has lost her memory, but she can't stop this sentence.
Qin Qi felt that the heart was pinched a bit, it was difficult to calm down, but on the face, it was not leaking. Looking at her innocent, living well, is enough.
Of course, Qin Qi also asked her about joining the Buddhism.
After hearing that he left on the same day, she met a monk and went to Buddhism. Qin Qi could not help but sigh, perhaps everything is due to fate.
It seems that the evil spirits said that it is good, she does have a relationship with the Buddha.
All the way, there is a chat without a ride, and the air is not good to talk, but any inquiry will give an answer.
In this way, the two climbed the back mountain, and in the depths of the cloud, they entered the ancient temple.
The ancient temple is old, only a blue light quietly burning, and the mountain, is the scent of the Buddha temples outside the pure land, completely two extremes.
When you are empty, you will live here.
Qin Qi looked around at the ancient temple, although it was clean, but there was nothing more than a futon.
Every day, she is kneeling on this futon, is she meditation?
"The donor can worship, perhaps trouble, and it will disappear." Nian pointed to the futuan road.
Qin Qi said that he was on the futon, but he did not worship.
Who is worthy of his worship?
He just wants to experience it and read what he does every day.
"Learning the empty master, you worship Buddha here every day, is it no trouble?" Qin Qi whispered.
Niankong shook his head and said: "I have never had troubles."
"So?" Qin Qi smiled.
This seems to be good too, I hope she can finish this life without worry.
"Just..." whispered.
"Just what? Is it too unhappy?" Qin Qi hurriedly asked.
"It's not unhappy, just, there will always be some confusion, it is to ask the Buddha, the Buddha did not give me a solution." Nian whispered.
"If you can, tell me, maybe I can help you." Qin Qi laughed.
"Is it?" Naughty smiled and looked at Qin Qi. "The donor knows why I am crying, even I don't know myself. Why is this?"
Qin Qi body suddenly froze.
Looking at him empty, the two lines of tears silently slipped, but the most stinging is the confusion in the eyes.
She didn't know why she was crying.
She is not empty-minded, she has forgotten everything.
She is like a white paper, but she wants to have troubles, but she is not available.
This may also be an annoyance.
"It seems that the donor can't solve the problem for me." Naughty smiles, confused and fascinated, watching the Buddha image: "The little master said that I am born near the Buddha, and may be able to cultivate the Buddha fruit in the future."
"It’s just that I am participating in the Buddha every day, but I find that he may be wrong. I just forgot everything, not my heart is empty, and the six are clean."
"If you don't pick it up yourself, I will never be a Buddha!"
Somehow, she is willing to talk to a completely stranger about this.
Qin Qi looked down and couldn't see his look. "What about you, how are you going?"
"I asked for a long time before the Buddha. In the end, I had the answer." Naughty whispered, "I want to find the lost memory, and then cut it out!"
"Only in this way can we break the dust and I can become a Buddha."