Vol 5 Chapter 87: Qian Rongyu’s melancholy

> "This is already the sixth smashing. Do you want to continue?" Li Qingshan asked, although Han Qiongzhi did not mention it, but it is related to the life and death of a legal disciple. Most of them have already asked for burlap clothes. If they can decide to survive, It is not a search mission, but a rescue mission.
Searching for a living person is also a search, and searching for a dead person is also a search.
Xiao An gradually became proficient in the application of "Seven Clouds in the Clouds", but in the sixth consecutive year, all of them were signed down, and they could not find a trace of life. But the reason why she refused to give up is because it is very strange.
If Qian Rong is dead, the body of his body should be able to calculate a general position. However, it seems that she seems to be in hell. This is the most incredible place.
Hell is certainly the home of all souls, but even the technique of burlap can not touch another world.
"I want to be the last one."
"Good." Li Qingshan beheaded. Although the turtle has some prophecy of perceptual power, he is now at most two-ninth of the turtles, and at most he can feel the crisis of life and death.
In the ancient city, in the big array of black lotus lords, there was no warning sign, or he relied on the demon's instinct to detect that the situation was wrong at the last moment, and he did not escape. Of course, he still felt that the induction was not enough. Sensitive, the result is indeed shocking.
Xiao'an's hands are empty, and the yin and yang five elements are seven kinds of infuriating. They combine and condense in a wonderful way, as if they have evolved the changes in the living things of the world, and the first line of life in that meditation is compatible.
Finally, a cylinder is condensed, and thousands of colors are blended in a special law. Like a kaleidoscope, it seems that various images, pictures, and texts have been formed, but Li Qingshan only looked at it and felt dizzy.
A thin bamboo stick rose from it and the sign was collapsed. Xiao An violently held the sign in his hand, as if holding the number of lives in the dark.
Yunxiao seven sign. Originated from the oldest seven-star Bu, one sign and one life, Zhiji is murderous. Xiao past the future.
Li Qingshan also couldn't see the doorway, thinking secretly, if he used the tortoiseshell. That Xiaoan is even asking for a sign. Of course, he did not know that his dream lover, Gu Yanying, used the six-pronged technique, which was based on copper coins.
This sign is not really a sign, there will be no difference between the signing and the signing. It is a message of a change in the fate of change. As far as fate itself is concerned, there is no difference between good and bad, life and death. Up and down are just people's hearts.
Xiao An closed his eyes and raised his brows, trying to liberate his greatest imagination and interpret the message in the sign.
Destiny will never tell you plainly: "Hey, Zhang San. You have to be unlucky today." Even if this simple and simple message contains more than ten times more information than an encyclopedia, it is more than an impressionist painter. The painting is difficult to understand a hundred times.
The main job of the Buddhism is to interpret these messages to tell the questioner: "Hey. Zhang San, you have to be unlucky today, it is best not to go out."
And this is still a time-limited question, the flashing bamboo stick, constantly flashing and twisting, and soon spread in Xiaoan's hands.
Li Qingshan asked: "How?"
Xiao An opened his eyes, his brows were close, and the seven signatures were based on the previous six signs. This seventh sign is the most accurate sign. She finally found this line of vitality in the image of hell. It’s not enough to even die for a lifetime, as if a lone lamp in a storm is going to go out at any time.
Li Qingshan listened to Xiao An’s explanation and pondered for a moment:
Do you want to go to her?

......
The flies confirmed the source of the scent, cautiously flew a few laps, and found no similar figure, making it a little uneasy.
But it can't resist the temptation of this smell, driven by the instinct, flew to the round eyes of the "corpse".
For a moment, there seemed to be something that swam through the eyes of the "corpse" and the eyes of the "corpse" jerked a bit.
It fell silently to the ground, ending a short life, lying on the ground with many of its kind.
Short-term waking, the eyeballs slightly rotated, observing the surrounding scene. With this, she could know how long she had stayed, her mind was completely smashed, and she felt that she had become the biggest liar, and she thought she had been here for hundreds of years.
Reason can only play a meager role, as if rubbing garbage in the ruins and trying to rebuild a city is ridiculous and in vain.
However, I found back the long lost time and remembered it back about three months ago.
At noon, the sun shines through the green canopy, into the forest, floating on a wide and shallow stream.
She stepped into the creek, alerted the silence, concentrated on finding the whereabouts of the eater, and wanted to forget the original purpose, but could not forget.
Spring is thick, her heart is still in the cold winter, can not forget the chaos, nothing in a few months, she will feel a sigh of relief every day, but another force, but she continues to pull to the quagmire.
She almost wants to give up, go thousands of miles away, find a place where no one knows her and start over. But in the world there is a technique of calculating, and that person may have no way to Gu Yanying, but it is easy to find himself and kill himself.
She stopped at the center of the creek, and the creek was deep in the forest, full of dangers, and the task was completed at this point.
"Are you looking for someone?"
Just when she wanted to turn around, a gentle voice called her, the voice came from a man, with a gentle face like a voice, a faint smile on his lips, and his black vest was like a night, broken The clothes swayed slowly with the stream.
She sighed softly, as if she was relieved, the long-awaited, real crisis has come.
Then I slowly turned around and said: "The money has seen the black lotus master." Finally, I saw the white lotus, the first person under the Madonna.
"Qian Rongzhen, do you dare to come?" The black lotus master has not yet opened his mouth. From behind him, a little girl in white looks like he is only five or six years old. He talks about milk and milk, but in the middle of it. The chill, the blood that made her whole body seemed to freeze, and she couldn’t say a word. Yes, this is the White Lotus, her source of fear.
"I seem to be looking for us all the time?" The black lotus master was curious, and Qian Rong came out. They didn't know it. They just worried that it was a trap. He tried his best to let Bai Lian step into the possibility. In the trap. It is not necessary to expose their whereabouts for a small amount of money.
Until today, he can no longer contain her anger, and will show up. The Gu Daren is not a patient with such patience. Her gesture of chasing and killing is too lazy to kill. It also means that she will not The old enemy is in the eye, yes, the game is over.
Qian Rongzhen immediately squatted and slammed his head into the water: "Yes, Qian Rongzhen was under the control of Gu Yanying, and made a big mistake. He died and dedicated to the Virgin and the altar to sin!"
"Don't mention that name!" the little girl screamed.
"I am not the altar, it is called Black Lotus!"
"I am still the White Lady of the White Lotus!" The little girl screamed again.
"Well, you are still the White Lady." Black Lotus bent down, as if talking to the child, then straightened up, distressed and glared at the temple: "I want to let you go, but can you make a decent one?" The reason is that the current white lotus girl is angry, it is very bad."
Qian Rongqi opened his mouth and said, "Hai Lian said: "I don't want to hear your lies. Please treat me with sincerity, okay? To let you understand the seriousness of the problem, from now on, if you say another word. Lie, I will kill you."
"I don't want to hear her say, Black Lotus, you killed me and killed her!" The White Lady kept her feet and slammed the stream.
Black Lotus grabbed the little hand of the White Lotus Madonna: "Let's hurry up! White Lotus Madonna can't wait, stand up, look into my eyes, tell me, why are you coming?"
Qian Rongqi got up and looked at the black eyes and black eyes. When he prepared the words, no one could export, because every word was a lie.
"I want to find a way to live."
"Hugh thinking!" White Lotus Madonna kicked the water.
Heilongjiang smiled and said: "Very well, we have one thing in common. There is no doubt that killing for hatred is meaningless. Of course, not everyone thinks so." For example, the little white lotus next to him, I can't wait for the money renegade to devour this big traitor.

I am very curious, why are you not affected by clear minds?

Qian Rong said: "Probably because I have practiced charm..."
"Clear heart is not a charm, you know the reason?"
Qian Rongqi shook her head. She didn't even feel the effect of the surgery on her.
Black Lotus said ~EbookFREE.me~ Once there was a sorghum who read the vicissitudes of life, and saw that all the people who are obsessed with the ignorance of the people, and deplored under the guise of a method to carry out their own understanding, to the brain of others In the middle, so that it can be realized in the blink of an eye.
Even if it is a foolish mediocrity, it can also comprehend the Dharma Dharma, no longer suffer from the troubles of the world, and the name is "醍醐 顶 顶", which is not the means by which the magic channel controls the human heart.
The clearing of the mind is the result of this, there is no resistance at all, because this spell itself is beneficial, after the surgery, it seems to open the Su Hui, comprehend the pre-dust. From then on, on the road of practice, there will be no psychological bottleneck until the master of the practitioner is mastered. If Hua Cheng praised this technique, he built the foundation a few years ago.
Qian Rongqi only understands why Bailian teaches people, as long as they have been subjected to this surgery, they all smile, even if they are hit hard by white lotus, they are not upset, it seems that the heart is full of endless satisfaction.
Heilongjiang said: "Can you tell me why this is?"
Qian Rongxi hangs his head: "Actually, I also want to be like them." From childhood to age, she had had such a happy moment, she could not remember, frowning, shook her head helplessly: "But, I Just can't be happy!"