Chapter 1288 I hope it’s not my own child
Chapter 1288 I hope it’s not my own child
Is it the same person? Is it the same thing? Although I have no idea what it is, I vaguely feel that they are related. Tian Yiming also heard something wrong from these sentences and asked curiously who this person is. The monk also smiled slightly, revealing some unspeakable secrets in his color change, but he said with his eloquence: "Donor, of course it's nothing. This is just the story I usually complain to you. These are all predestined people. It can be me. Of course, if it's not me, I will not be myself after I become a monk. Of course, if I return to secular life again for my lover, then this matter will be me again. Even if you want to know, I can't tell you who this person is. You have to guess and think about it yourself. I can't just lose. This is the rule I set when I entered Buddhism. Also, although this temple is very dilapidated, even if you know all the real situation and are willing to smash it down, I won't say anything. After all, I owe you, but don't you think you have broken up a good love? Who is this? I don't need to say it. It goes without saying. Since you can ask, I know you have thought about it. , it’s part of many things, so there’s no need for me to argue with you anymore, but you should still discuss it carefully and think carefully about what the relationship between me and that person is, how did you educate and train him, did you care, did you go to see him, or did you do something wrong and delay that person, not only delaying our love, but also delaying the life of your own child, don’t you think so? The word “I” I use here is in quotation marks, it can be not me or not anyone, but it can be me or anyone, it depends on what you think, if you don’t believe it, then it doesn’t matter, because it’s just a story. "Tian Yiming asked with some trembling: "Little Master, I ask you, the one you just said, is he my son? I ask you a question, I confirm it to you, can you tell me?" The little monk also smiled and said: "My answer is yes and no. Since I told you, then it must be what I meant, but because you destroyed it Reincarnation system, so that person did not reincarnate as your son again. So it seems that if you are willing to become it, then it is not. If you are unwilling to admit it, then it is not. These things cannot be interfered with. It depends on your own intentions. So can I not tell you clearly what you think? If you think it is, then it is. I have been a monk for ten years. I have been waiting here silently, but I have not waited for a good result. I hope that the heaven will see. But I am worshipping Buddha now and I don’t believe in anything else. So in this world, no matter whether it is high-ranking officials or royal nobles, no matter what, in my eyes, they are all dust. I have experienced many things a long time ago, so I don’t care. I don’t believe it. Even if you punish me and chop off my head, I will never say a word. "Tian Yiming was a little unconvinced. That was his own child. He asked again, but he didn’t expect that the final result would be like this. Yes, he was also a little helpless, and then lowered his head silently. I asked him curiously what he was thinking, and he said he didn’t believe it, that was his own child, but now these things are no longer important. The matter of his own child may be confirmed, but many things can no longer be changed. After I nodded silently, I asked the little monk whether he should go somewhere else to stay, not in this temple, because apart from the snow outside, there is also an extremely difficult and dilapidated environment inside. It takes time to build a circle. If people starve to death because this winter is too cold, it really is not worth it. The little monk shook his head and said it didn’t matter. He had been used to it for ten years, and he was not frozen to death or starved to death. Maybe this is life. Maybe you can’t die when you want to die, and you can’t live when you want to live. Maybe some people regard their lives as very valuable, but they can’t buy life with money. Some people regard their lives as worthless, but they can exchange their lives for a lot of money. Yu Yuyan had regained her memory after all, and she was also a mother. After hearing all these things, she felt helpless, but also curious and asked whether the little monk had parents. Of course, this was something we had not expected.
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