Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

Chapter 1452 Seeking Buddha (10)

He laughed at himself: "It seems that I was not a good person in my previous life.

Things in this life, closed in this life!
No matter what the past life is, let alone the next life, anyway, this life has already gone like this! "

"Benefactor, listen to the old monk's advice, don't go retrograde anymore, otherwise..."

"What is retrograde? Waiting for him to kill me is not retrograde?" Jian Junxi interrupted hysterically.

There was resentment and hatred in her empty eyes, her clenched fists showed the resentment and unwillingness in her heart, and her eyes were tearing apart:

"I worked so hard, I almost ruined everything, and finally got to where I am today, and now, I'm only one step away from slaying my enemy.
You want me to let go at this time, you give me a reason to convince myself, why should I let him go?

The hatred of killing one's mother is irreconcilable, he is a frenzied piece of garbage, if the sky does not punish him, I will punish him! "

The last sentence was almost a growl. If she could let go of the hatred that had been suppressed in her heart for so many years, she would have let go of it long ago.

"Hey..." Hong Yuan sighed three times, remained silent for a moment, and said helplessly: "The benefactor insists on this, I think, I, Buddha, can't help you!"

There was another crazily throbbing in Jian Junxi's head, he only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he knew that he couldn't last long.

However, why would she waste time talking to him about this...

Feeling extremely regretful in her heart, she was physically exhausted, and with the last sliver of reason, she folded her hands together and kowtowed unsteadily to Hong Yuan.

He couldn't help but choked up and said, "Master Hongyuan, I know that my sins are unforgivable, and I know that even the Buddha can't save me.

Today, with a pious heart, I just want to ask, is he born?or die?Where are you?Please tell me! "

Looking at Jian Junxi, who was kneeling and defeated in front of him, as if drowning in icy water, Hong Yuan's eyes were slightly complicated, and he said softly:

"Almsgiver, cherish when fate comes, and let go of fate when fate ends. It is not easy to experience all the hardships in life.

He is the fate and the robbery, everything will eventually turn into dust, and only by letting go can he be reborn in the pure land! "

Sutras divide suffering into three categories: suffering, suffering, and suffering.

The so-called suffering refers to going through all the sufferings in the world, whether it is physical or psychological, ups and downs for a lifetime, suffering for a lifetime, which is equivalent to living in pain, and it is difficult to have joy...

To become bitter is to change from happiness to pain, a good body becomes worse, a loved one moves on to another, and happiness turns to sadness...

Suffering, all kinds of worries in one's life, poverty and wealth, life and death, fame and fortune, gain and loss, compared with the first two, this is the smallest suffering, and it can be said that everyone must experience it.

Jian Junxi finally couldn't bear it, and fell sideways on the stone ground.

"Benefactor..." Hong Yuan wanted to help her, but he was too old and took a step slowly, but he still couldn't help her.

It was as if he had been persuading her to let go, but she still couldn't let go...

"I'm fine...Master Hongyuan...I...know that the crime is serious...the law of heaven is clear...the retribution is not good...I have suffered...today...

I just want to... wonder... is he still... still alive? "Jian Junxi's voice became smaller and smaller.

There was a severe pain in the abdomen, and there was a crazily throbbing in the temple.

It was as if someone was going to tear this broken body apart, cold sweat was pouring out like a big bean.

Hong Yuan's old face froze slightly, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes, he sighed silently, and remained silent...

"Please... sue... tell me... just take pity... can you..."

Jian Junxi grabbed his cassock with his right hand, praying in such a low voice that it was unbearable to refuse.

(End of this chapter)