Ancient Buddhist Life

In the quiet study room, Hu Ziyi held the brush, pondered for a moment, and then wrote the words "Severance Letter".

Perhaps due to the influence of the original owner, Hu Ziyi would always be tolerant when it comes to solving Hu Ziming's problems, and he was not too decisive with him, but because she was a dangerous factor, Hu Ziyi decided to sever ties with her after careful consideration.

Looking at the ink-stained renunciation book in front of him, Hu Ziyi couldn't help sighing. In just a few months, many things changed, and the trajectory of his life gradually deviated from his original idea of ​​earning a little money and finding a like-minded friend. The people living a small life on the hot kang.

"Hey……"

Hu Zixin, who was instructed by his brothers outside the door to be a small mouthpiece, imitated his elder brother curiously, and let out a long and crisp sigh.

"Little Monkey, why don't you come in quickly, what are you sighing about at such a young age." Hu Ziyi said while folding the renunciation book on the table and putting it in his cuff, and when he was ready, he went to Hu Ziming to sign and press his fingerprints.

"Brother, I'm not curious why you adults always like this, it's not fun at all." Hu Zixin asked with a puzzled expression.

"As long as you have a lot of things to do, let's talk, what are you doing in the study if you're not cleaning up your treasures in the room?"

Hu Zixin put his feet up, sat on Hu Ziyi's lap, and said, "Fifth sister is awake, second brother asked me to call eldest brother to go to the hall."

"Wake up? Let's go then."

However, the little guy Hu Zixin suffered from cancer and didn't want to walk on his own. His small arms and legs were like koalas, hanging on Hu Ziyi's waist. No matter how much Hu Ziyi threatened and lured him, he just refused to get off.

In the end, there was really no other way, so Hu Ziyi had no choice but to hug him and walk towards the hall, while Hu Zixin, who was leaning against his elder brother's arms, smiled like a successful cat, happily hugging Hu Ziyi's neck and rubbing it non-stop.

Hu Ziyi, who was too lazy to argue with his younger brother, strode into the hall, and saw that Hu Zifen had already stood up by himself, and was sipping the millet porridge that Grandma Shen fed her.

Granny Shen noticed Hu Ziyi's arrival, and was about to get up to salute, but Hu Ziyi stopped her and asked her to continue feeding Hu Zifen.

"Zhou Xu, shopkeeper Zhang has specifically explained what Zifen needs to pay attention to after waking up?"

"Master, this is the letter Zhang Zhang asked me to forward to you. He said that you will understand after reading it." Zhou Xu took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Hu Ziyi.

Hu Ziyi freed up a hand, took the letter from Zhou Xu's hand and put it on the table, said: "It's a pity, I will go to the back kitchen later and ask your mother to make you some food to fill your stomach, and go back to the room to rest after eating." , There will be a lot of things these few days, adjust yourself more, don't try to be brave and hurt your body, then there will be no one to do things for me, young master."

"Thank you for your compassion, young master. My young body is as strong as a cow. Don't worry, young master. I will never hold you back." Zhou Xu patted himself on the chest several times as if he was afraid that Hu Ziyi would not believe it. Down.

Hu Ziyi looked at Zhou Xu helplessly, shook his head and said, "Okay, I know you're in good health, if you're not tired, I'll help you share some things with your father, he's too busy right now to hit the back of his head with his heels."

Zhou Xu replied with a smile: "Yes, young master, the younger one will go now."

After Zhou Xu left, Hu Ziyi was not in a hurry to read the letter from shopkeeper Zhang, but sat on a chair with Hu Zixin in his arms, looked at Hu Ziming not far away, and said, "Stop pretending to kneel there, you pretend to be uncomfortable. , Our eyes hurt from looking at it."

Before Hu Ziyi finished speaking, Hu Ziming couldn't wait to stand up, and asked helplessly: "This man is awake too, when are you going to let me go?"

"After you sign this severance statement, where you go in the future has nothing to do with us." Hu Ziyi took out the previously prepared severance statement, slapped it on the table and said.

Hu Ziyi, who couldn't wait for a long time, simply glanced at the contents of the cut-off book, and kept urging Hu Ziyi to let him go, he had to sign early so that he could open this damn place earlier.

Seeing his impatience, Hu Ziyi signaled his second brother to let go of Hu Ziming's hand.

Hu Ziming, who had finally regained his freedom, picked up a brush and hurriedly signed his name and fingerprints, then threw it on the table and said arrogantly: "You are wise, you know that you should cut off ties with me early, otherwise I will be prosperous in the future!" Don't you want to be entangled by you blood-sucking bugs, imagining that scene makes me annoyed."

"What... what did you say?" Hu Zixuan, who was in a hurry, slapped the table and roared angrily.

"Say you poor people, wait for me, and I will definitely return today's shame to you guys twice as much. Especially my good brother, Hu Ziyi, I will never forget your troubles. In the end, you pray that you don't It will fall into my hands, otherwise you will never get out of my hands alive."

Hu Ziming seemed to have imagined that scene, and his whole face was distorted with a smile.

Hu Ziyi didn't take Hu Ziming's threat to heart at all, and replied with a calm expression: "I hope Miss Hu can get her wish as soon as possible, and who will know who will win when the deer dies."

"Pretentious." After leaving this sentence, Hu Ziming turned around and left the Hu family without hesitation, while Hu Zixuan, who was behind her, looked at the back of leaving in a cool way, and his heart, which had been shattered by her, was completely shattered into dregs , which can no longer be restored to its original state.

As for Hu Ziming who had just left the gate, before he had time to imagine meeting Jia Er, he was taken down by the soldiers of General Mao who had been waiting outside the gate for a long time.

"Let go of me, you barbarians, why arrest me? If you want to arrest Hu Ziyi, he is the most damnable person." Hu Ziming struggled and cursed non-stop.

The guards who have been in the military camp all year round have a bad temper. When they treated the dishonest suspect Hu Ziming, they naturally didn't look good, and shouted directly: "Shut up, don't stop your mouth with smelly socks."

"You..." The stupid Hu Ziming still wanted to talk, but when he met Jinwei's almost cannibalistic eyes, he immediately closed his mouth knowingly.

Seeing that the crowd finally subsided, the guards greeted Hu Ziyi, pressed Hu Ziyi and left.

"Brother, what's the situation? How could Zi Mi be escorted away by those people." Hu Zixuan asked without knowing it.

Hu Ziyi replied inexplicably: "Who knows? Maybe God can't see it, he is too arrogant."

The three Hu Zixuan brothers: "..."

The few people who were completely injured were just asking casually. They didn't get the answer they wanted from the eldest brother, and they didn't delve into it. They chatted with the younger sister Zifen, and the few people continued to pack the burden of leaving in the backyard. .

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As for Hu Ziming, who was personally taken away by the guards, she was directly imprisoned in the underground secret room of the Mao Mansion, and watched the creepy interrogations one after another. She was frightened and terrified, and hid in the corner timidly. Trying to avoid these, but the entrusted guard, how could he let him go so easily.

They intentionally tortured Jia Er in front of Hu Ziming, and let her hear Jia Er admit that Jia Er deliberately approached her because she was stupid and easy to be controlled.

"Stop it, I don't believe it... It's not true, it was arranged by Hu Ziyi, right? It's him, the devil. No wonder he let me go so kindly. Why doesn't this bitch die!" Blame all faults on Hu Ziyi, rather than admit that he is a complete fool.

The guards in charge of the interrogation looked at Hu Ziming, who was still confused at the moment, amusedly, and just wanted to describe him in one sentence: It's not scary to be stupid, the scary thing is not knowing it!

The guards, who had a heavy task, didn't want to waste time on such a fool, so they simply and rudely locked Jia Er and Hu Ziming together, and let them fall in love and kill each other.

Jia'er, who was covered in blood, looked at Hu Ziming who was standing in front of him and stared at him resentfully, and said, "Why can't I bear it? It's a pity that this is the truth. You and Hu Ziyi are like the same heaven and earth, but also Thanks to your stupidity for our plans to go so smoothly."

Jia Er's bright sarcasm made Hu Ziming unable to hold it any longer, and she rushed forward in annoyance, trying to pinch Jia Er's neck, but as a woman, how could she be Jia Er's opponent? He was thrown hard against the wall.

"Overestimating one's abilities means that I'm injured now, otherwise you wouldn't be just so comfortable." Jia Er shook his hand in disgust.

"You son of a bitch, I fought with you, let you lie to me, let you take advantage of me." Hu Ziming, who was so angry, turned into a strong man of resentment under Jia Er's repeated stimulation, pressing on Jia Er It took several punches before being thrown away again by Jia Er.

Jia Er spit out a mouthful of blood foam, stepped on Hu Ziming's head, and cursed: "I don't know what to praise, dare to fight against me, I don't think I will make you suffer."

"Bah! Trash... just wait to die!" Hu Ziming said with wide eyes and contemptuously.

"Hey, we don't know who died first between the two of us! But since you are looking for death again and again, wouldn't I be too sorry for myself if I don't do something." The clothes on Hu Ziming's body were broken, and the whole body was pressed on it.

Hu Ziming looked at the devil-like Jia Er on his body in horror, struggling non-stop, but Jia Er avoided them all, and finally Jia Er directly picked up the pieces of clothes and tied Hu Ziming's hands on top of his head.

Jia Er intentionally leaned close to Hu Ziming's ear with malicious intentions, and said, "Don't pretend to be a chaste woman, I have already fucked you, let alone your body is really good to use."

"You...don't want to die."

"Haha, then let me be a romantic ghost!"

"Let go of me, you bastard."

“Haha……………Call and see who will save you.”

"Well……"

Hu Ziming, who struggled to no avail, murmured lifelessly, "...Brother, help me, I know I'm wrong, help me..."

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