Rujing

His name is Upala.

Guru Manabha is admired by the whole country, but he makes the whole country crazy.

Some troubadours praised his appearance, some beautiful women bowed down for him, some princes and ministers highly praised him, and some members of the royal family were obsessed with him.

If Mana Po is the god in the eyes of the entire Yue Niao Dynasty, then he is the king who fell into the mortal world.

But in the eyes of this elegant and charming politician, there is only Zhan Doro.

Jiang Rujing felt very good at first. In the cruel world, if there is someone who is good to Jan Doro, it will undoubtedly be a great warmth to Jan Doro.Until one day, he saw Jandoro's eyes through the water.

It was an afternoon after a torrential rain, the weather was extremely hot, and the ground was wet with water. As he ran, he stepped on the water-logged depression and splashed his robe and shoes. He seemed to be sucked by something for a moment. Holding his mind, he stopped and looked down at the water he had just stepped on.

He saw himself.

But not the previous self.

How wonderful he is now, as if the withered branches sprouted and blossomed again, and came alive.The corners of his lips began to smile, and his eyes began to light up, as if a person who lived in Avici Hell and suffered a lot had met salvation, and he who was rescued would also give up everything about him, including the future, beliefs, life and death. Dedicate to that person.

Dedicate it all to that one, Upala.

Jiang Rujing's complexion changed drastically, and she was horrified by the terrifying thoughts that flashed in her mind. She watched Chandoro continue to run towards Ubala's mansion, and yelled frantically: "Don't go! Don't go! He's lying to you! He's fake! Stop it!"

But Chandora couldn't hear him, and he ran towards Uppala with a smile and a heart full of redemption.

He was like that, longing for redemption.

Ubala is his Buddha, holding his thin and rough hand, and pulling him out of the muddy world.

Jiang Rujing's expression seemed to be crying, but he seemed to see himself.

Without doubt, without hesitation, he ran towards the figure in the sandalwood shirt, holding out one after another rare treasures to please others, doing one sensational thing after another to attract that person's attention, creating a scene of one after another. The chaos in the field made the man worry about him.

The future, faith, life and death, all dedicated to that person.

Jiang Rujing smiled, very ugly and sad.

He watched Chandoro grow up little by little, from a thin and ignorant child to a strong and handsome young man. Ubala taught Chandoro many things, including strategy, martial arts, and social interaction. It also became able to please the old king.

He watched Jandoro start to fight against religion, hostile to each other and attack each other by all means.

He looked at Uppala's invisible guidance, and Chandora's eyes became more and more fanatical and dark.

He yelled and screamed countless times for this, and finally closed his eyes, waiting for an ending.

That outburst came at just the right time.

Chandoro came back after quelling a war, and before he washed his armor, he couldn't wait to run to Ubala's mansion to give him a hug, but he didn't want to get a hug, but he saw that he was unconscious with scars all over his body, and was beaten by several people. A prince and princess can do whatever they want.

How long has this day lasted?

Jandoro thought of a year ago, the month before the battle, he was busy trying to show his presence in front of the old king and grab the opportunity to lead his troops to fight, and saw Ubala's paler and paler face several times, but he always had no time Good question.

It turned out to be the case.

It turned out that those insane people had already shot at the person he regarded as a treasure.

He pulled out the waist knife that Ubala found for him when he was a boy, and in the terrified expressions of those people, he turned into a Shura god, leaving the notoriety of "killing 99 brothers and sisters" in the pen and ink of history.

Urbala woke up at some point, looked at him desperately, his voice was hoarse, and his voice was weak: "You saw it."

Jan Doro hugged his Buddha, and tears flowed down. The vicious young general was crying silently in this bloody room.

In a direction he couldn't see, Ubala looked inexplicable, the despair when he just woke up had long since vanished, and he casually looked at the stumped limbs and arms all over the room, showing a little satisfaction.

This murder of the royal family shocked the whole country. The old king was so angry that he almost fainted, and threatened to arrest Zhan Duoluo immediately and kill him on the spot!

Chandora and Ubala started to flee, went down the river, and came to the vicinity of the Garan Buddhist Temple.

Ubala took Jandara and fled into the Garan Buddhist Temple, and knelt down in front of his enemy, Master Manaba, "Please, protect him."

The ancient tree is cold and the lamp, the plain robe is like Prajna, like the sky, like the earth, like death like life.

This is the second time that Chandora met the Buddhist master Manapha, and he felt that he hadn’t changed from what he saw in his childhood. He didn’t have the heart to pay more attention to Manapha. Kneeling in front of others, he tried to pull Uppala up.

But this is not the first time Jiang Rujing has met this Buddhist master.With just one look, he knew who it was.

Li hunting.

He silently recited this person's name in his heart, the calm lake surface in his eyes was broken, and the waves began to turn up.

The black Buddhist beads in his hand passed through his white fingers one by one, and Manapo——Li Lie showed a compassionate and ruthless smile, "I said you will admit defeat sooner or later."

Ubala looked sincere, "Please, brother."

Chandora only knew that Ubala wanted to beg his enemies for him, but he didn't know that there was something else in it.

Li Lie slowly raised a finger, "Pay first, then deliver the goods, and bring the points."

When Ubala saw the finger, his face changed, but he couldn't bargain because Jantra was around, so he had to show his willingness, "Okay." Then he raised his right hand to his chest, and a fist formed in his palm. In the small ball with blue light flashing, many symbols that Jiang Rujing and Zhan Duoluo couldn't understand were running around inside.

He tossed the ball to Li Lie, Li Lie nodded after taking it, and said, "This is your target? Let him join the church, go change his clothes first, and shave his head." After speaking, he got up and left .

And Chandoro looked at Ubero's pale face quickly and worried, and asked again and again: "What did you give him? Did it hurt you? Why are you so stupid? Am I worth it?"

Jiang Rujing looked numb and lowered her eyes.

How high is the status of Buddhists in this dynasty and in this era?

When the soldiers sent by the king came ten miles in front of the Garan Temple, they began to take off their armor, knelt at one step, kowtowed three times at one knee, walked devoutly and respectfully to the front of the Buddhist temple, and explained their purpose in a soft voice. No one dared to catch Prince Duoluo who was in the robe.

The elderly bhikkhu next to him shouted a Buddha's name and said, "Prince Chandora has converted to Buddhism, and I hope His Majesty the King will forgive his sins."

The old king forgave the criminal who killed his other children, and the people of the whole country forgave the prince who had made mistakes unintentionally.

After that day, Uppala's body deteriorated quickly, and he was bedridden all day long, with a mouth full of blood flowing like a river.And Zhan Duoluo's expression became more and more full of guilt and love, and he became more and more hated for the guru Manapo who took away the important thing "share" of Urbala, and began to resort to various methods secretly.

He was blinded and couldn't see the satisfied look in those two people's eyes.

Jiang Rujing felt chills down his spine.

One day, a news came from the Garan Buddhist Temple on the bank of the Gaara River, which made the people of the whole country sad and the believers yearn for the news that Master Manapha passed away.

Not long after, the old king recalled Jandoro when he was dying, left the throne behind, and passed away.

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