The Scumbag of Fast Transmigration Guide to Self-Help

Chapter 558 Setting 56 The Ascetic and Unintentional Buddha (The Finale)

Mother Wen died at the age of 80. Wen Xiu should have been happy for her, but she still cried all night during the wake.

Her mother passed away, and there is no relative in the world who is connected with her by blood. She also has to face the wall of life and death.

Fortunately, he was by her side.

She squeezed her husband's hand tightly and fell into his cold sandalwood embrace, still crying uncontrollably.

After the funeral the next day, she sat in the yard for a whole day, waiting until the moon rose in the sky.

The moonlight in the mountains is unmatched by other places, and the sky is full of stars, which is as brilliant as fire, which makes people feel dazed.

The bright moonlight fell on the ground through the low fence wall, and the handsome young man in white clothes and snow came over with a bowl in his hand, with endless tenderness in his eyes.

"Drink some water." He stopped in front of his wife.

He didn't speak to comfort him, not because he was used to seeing life and death, but because he didn't know how to speak.

When the heart is pleasing to others, men are dull and simple, unable to speak logical words.

Wen Xiu raised her eyes and stared at him. A few years had passed, but he didn't seem to have changed much. Even with the white-brown linen clothes on his body, it seemed that he was unattainable.

At this time, dots of fireflies lingered around him, and reflected in his soft eyes, the light was broken into pieces, like pieces of gold.

He used to be a noble Buddha son, but he willingly became her husband and stayed with her in this secluded wild village.

"Ajin, why did you cross me?" She frowned, touching her beating heart and asking.

The young man took advantage of the situation and sat cross-legged beside her, held her slender fingers as scallions, and told the story peacefully.

"The young monk once traveled thousands of rivers and mountains to seek the 'Buddha', but found nothing. One night, he traveled to a remote temple, heard a woman asking for help, and left after hesitation. Days and nights after that, he thought: If that night He stopped and entered the temple, will the woman's life change? After a long time, he will become a demon. To the end of his life, he did not find the 'Buddha'."

"So, you want to cross me to become a Buddha?" The woman frowned and asked coldly.

At this moment, she was hugged horizontally into a warm and broad embrace, subconsciously burrowed inside, and found the warmest place to put her cool hand on.

"The Buddha saves all sentient beings, but I save you not to become a Buddha, but only for selfishness." The moonlight in the clear moon shone on the man, he lowered his head and smiled at the woman in his arms, leaned over to touch her forehead, and sighed softly, "I once said that you are my mortal disaster. You seem to have forgotten."

The woman's ears turned red unconsciously, curled up in his arms like a cat, and said vaguely: "If I am really a catastrophe in your world of mortals, please save me all the time."

She was really delighted with him.

Whether it's his clear and cold appearance, or his gentle smile, she is always deliberately confused.

Especially when he stared at her seriously, her heart always beat uncontrollably.

If people really have reincarnation, she is willing to pawn her soul to meet and stay with him life after life.

The young man looked up at the white lanterns hanging on the low wall of the fence, and the unnamed bugs flapped their wings and kept rushing towards the bright fire, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.

His clear eyes like a boy's were bright and flickering, "I will."

"Thank you for saving me in this lifetime. Please save me in lifetimes." She put her hands on his heart, and silently recited the prayers from lifetime to lifetime.

The full moon hanging high in the sky burst into blood-red light very quickly, which seemed to be fleeting like a human illusion.

Because of her request, all things are thought of, and all things are fulfilled.

　It's over.

　　I hope everyone can fulfill themselves.

　　Let go of ego, alleviate worries, and find happiness.

　　Also, thank you for loving me.I love you all too.

　　——Sincerely, San Cheng.

　　New book, maybe in the second half of the year~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)