Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress
chapter-2075

(The love story of si yiyan's father, si yuanzhen, and his mother, Ye Wanwan, who pursued each other to the death.)

Ye Zhenwu raised her head and looked at the small temple in the mountains not far away. The simple and solemn building was half-hidden in the dense forest and had a profound sense of isolation.

Lingji temple was an unknown small temple among the many temples in Dali of yundian. It was hidden deep in the mountains and isolated from the world. There were few people who came and went, but no one knew that the most famous monk in country Z, master lingji, was cultivating there.

Ye Wanwan believed in the Buddhist Dharma and had a karmic relationship with master Ling Ji in her early years."Deep love does not live long, extreme wisdom will hurt!"

If the Fifth World Dharma assembly was not held in Dali, yundian, she would have forgotten about this.

After climbing up the long flight of stairs, ye Wanwu heaved a sigh of relief and her gaze suddenly stopped at a point.

A black figure suddenly appeared in the dark forest. The person was wearing a black windbreaker that made it hard to breathe, a pair of thick short boots, and a black hat on his head. The long brim of the hat covered most of his face above his nose, but she could clearly see the two tightly pursed lips under his nose. They were thin and sharp like a knife, and his cold chin was sharp and angular.

As if he had noticed her gaze, the man's light footsteps paused slightly. His eyes, hidden under the shadow of his hat, looked at her like lightning.

Even though she couldn't see clearly what kind of eyes were staring at her, she could still feel the ferocity in that person's eyes, which was sweeping towards her like a tide.

Ye Wanwan's breathing stifled, and her heart started beating rapidly and uncontrollably.

She could feel a suffocating fierceness from the man's body, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, like an Asura from hell, like the taisui of the mortal world.

After a brief moment of eye contact, they both looked away.

Ye Wanwu clutched her rapidly beating chest and panted non-stop. In her daze, her back was already drenched in cold sweat and a chill quietly seeped into her bone marrow.

By the time she calmed down and looked over, the man had already disappeared.

If it wasn't for the drum-like heartbeat in her ears and the rapid breathing that reminded her that the scene just now was real, she almost thought that it was just a moment of blurred vision or a big dream in the day.

At this moment, Ye Wanwan didn't know that her fleeting glance had become a calamity in her life.

&Quot; observe the Bodhisattva of freedom, walk profoundly like a Paragon, see the emptiness of the five corporeal organs, and overcome all hardships ... &Quot; the sandalwood fragrance in the room rose and the chanting of the Brahman fragrance was pure and spiritual, like the sound of nature. The chanting was exactly the " Guanyin Heart Sutra " that taught people.

Ye Zhenwu knelt on the yellow futon with her hands clasped in front of her chest and her eyes closed as she read aloud. On her classical and elegant face, there was a solemn expression, piety, and clarity. Under the smoke of the sandalwood incense, her overly beautiful eyes were like smoke and mist, extremely intelligent.

The old monk, master Ling Ji, was meditating as he sat cross-legged across from her. He placed one hand on his lap and the other hand was twirling around a prayer bead made of red sandalwood as ye Wanwu chanted.

After she finished reciting the Guanyin Heart Sutra, Ye Wanwan slowly opened her eyes and slowly opened her mouth to recite a reply to the referee."I'm willing to use this merit. The solemn Buddhist Pure Land. He had to report four favors. Three ways to suffer. If there were people who had heard of it. Bodhi heart ..."

Master Ling Ji slowly opened his turbid eyes and looked through the screen behind ye Wanwu. He slowly said, " "Almsgiver, why don't you recite another Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's original wish Sutra?"

Ye Wanwu was slightly stunned. &Quot; this Scripture is about eliminating karmic barriers, paying off old debts, and confessing karma. Why does master want to listen to this Scripture? "

Master Ling Ji said,"to redeem people."

"Who is it?" Ye Wanwan asked again.

Master Ling Ji replied,"a person who should be saved .."

"What do you mean by someone who should be redeemed?" Ye Wanwan was curious.

Grandmaster Ling Ji closed his eyes and didn't speak anymore.

Ye Wanwan didn't pursue the matter and couldn't help but recall the man she saw on the mountain path. He was covered in ferocity and had just returned from hell, so he should be someone who should be reincarnated!

She slowly closed her eyes and began to recite the Sutra of karma, good and evil.

The room was quiet, with only the profound and obscure Scriptures, clear and flowing like murmuring water. The sound of Sanskrit entered his ears, peaceful and at ease.

After she finished reciting the Scripture, ye Wanwu left the inner room after master Ling Ji personally planted the little gold Tea.

A series of noises came from behind the screen. Si yuanzhen walked out slowly, his footsteps light as if they were heavy. He stepped on the gray brick floor, leaving a pair of blood-red footprints with every step. In just a few dozen steps, he had entered the blood path of hell, a path of no return.

Si yuanzhen slowly sat down on the futon that ye Wanwu had been sitting on before. He casually picked up the half-filled cup of herbal tea that ye Wanwu had left and sniffed it lightly. The faint fragrance entered his nose and he smiled gracefully before taking a sip of the tea.

The herbal tea was slightly bitter, but the taste was sweet. It seeped into the heart and lingered for a long time.

Si yuanzhen scoffed. &Quot; master, you're one of the few eminent monks in the world. Are you going to imitate Ksitigarbha's 'if hell is not empty, I will not become a Buddha, and all lives will be saved, Fangzheng Bodhi'? " After he finished speaking, he smiled slightly and played with the ordinary teacup in his hand. He couldn't bear to put it down. &Quot; hehehe, if that's the case, then master will never be able to achieve anything in this life, because you can't redeem me. &Quot;

He was a man with a butcher's knife in his hand.

His hands were already stained with blood.

He didn't believe in Buddha, but he had accidentally entered a Buddhist temple.

Master Ling Ji closed his eyes. &Quot; I can't redeem you. However, someone else can. &Quot;

Si yuanzhen laughed out loud, his cold and stern face flashing with a sinister and cold expression. &Quot; "Who is it? The woman who was chanting earlier?"

An ancient and elegant face suddenly appeared in his mind. That clear and bright voice was like a Heavenly Phoenix, winding around his heart and lingering endlessly.

Master lingji said slowly, " benefactor, you have entered and left my small temple three times. Every time, you are filled with the sin of killing. Every time, I would recite a piece of the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's original wish Sutra for you to remove your obstacles. It's a pity that you never listen to the Dharma. Your evil tendencies are difficult to dispel, your ferocity is difficult to suppress, and your desire to kill is strong. Now, Buddha has entered your heart. &Quot;

Si yuanzhen laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. He slowly spat out four words, " "I don't believe in Buddha!"

"You've killed too many people in your life, and you won't be able to escape the tribulations of love. I'm afraid you won't have a good ending," master Ling Ji said indifferently.

With that, he slowly lowered his eyes, twirled his prayer beads, and stopped talking.

Si yuanzhen's peach blossom eyes glowed with a light, passionate yet emotionless. He slowly spat out three words, " "Old bald donkey!"

A foul wind flashed.

Master Ling Ji slowly opened his eyes. On the seat opposite him, there was one less teacup and one more ring. He thought of the piece of paper from many years ago!

Deep love does not live long, extreme wisdom will hurt!

The Tribulation of this life could not be avoided!