Chapter 379

A few old ladies waited for Shen Qingrong to fall asleep, and they also went outside and continued to guard, so as not to have some idle people waiting to disturb their master's rest.

After Shen Qingci saw that her sister was really asleep, she came out. She looked up and saw that the more than 100 steps in front of her finally lifted her skirt and walked up.

1st, 2nd, 3rd.

She walked very slowly and was very laborious, but she just walked less than ten steps, and a lot of sweat had already seeped on her forehead. Do you want to go back?

she asked herself.

No, she shook her head, no matter how many difficulties she faced, she still had to walk up, just like her life, even if there were thorns in the road ahead, even if there was no way ahead, she still made a way out, using her own Feet go out that way for their own.

She walked step by step, and when she couldn't move, she sat on it, and could look back at the forest that didn't know how deep it was, guessing what was there?

When she has enough rest, she will stand up again and continue to walk forward. Maybe there is a little benefit. She has no fragrance on her body, and of course there is no other smell, even if the sweat on her body is wet again and again. Through the clothes, when the wind blows, it is still clean without a trace of sweat.

In this case, it will save her a lot of time changing clothes.

She walked up step by step until she finally got up, but she was weakly lying on the stone on the side, and then gasped from time to time, her heart seemed to be jumping out of her chest, and the top of her forehead The cold sweat was falling down from time to time, she sat down, and let the exhaustion recede bit by bit.

She is very familiar with this kind of feeling. It has been the case many times. She is also used to it. Well, it's good to get used to it.

At this moment, a cup suddenly appeared in front of her. She raised her face and saw a man standing in front of him who was brighter than the moonlight. His skin was whiter than that of ordinary men, but not that The middle is pale, but naturally white and healthy, but it is not as delicate as a woman. At this time, he did not smile, but half bent down and put the cup in his hand in front of her.

"thanks……"

Shen Qingci trembled and wanted to pick up the cup, but found that she couldn't exert any strength all over her body.

The man put the cup in his hand beside Shen Qingci's mouth, as if he was feeding medicine into her mouth again and again, that is, the bowl of medicine, which took her from that boundless hell, a little bit. Pulling it up a little bit, and insisting again and again this time, is what made her survive.

Then there is her who is now, a living her.

"Drink," Luo Hengxuan raised his hand slightly, tilted the cup slightly, and asked her to drink the water in the cup.

"What about the people around you?"

Luo Henglu didn't find that there were other people here. Could it be that she came up on her own? In this way, her body and qi and blood suffered a serious loss. If she was not careful, she would fall down.

"I came up by myself," Shen Qingci's voice was very thin at this time, but after the glass of water went down, she felt that she had gotten a lot better.

Lao Hengju threw the cup and threw it on the stone table on the side.

He put his arm in front of Shen Qingci, Shen Qingci's hands trembled slightly, and the residual warmth on his fingertips was still there.

She raised her hand, both of her hands also grabbed Luo Hengju's arm, and then with his strength, she stood up. It was only the moment she stood up that she felt her legs were softening, but she still didn't. Still stubborn stride will have both legs, walking forward step by step.

When she entered a hall, she saw that Master Jingkong was still so kind and kind, as if she knew early in the morning that she would come, and was also waiting for her here.

Shen Qingci let go of his hand, this is how he moved forward step by step, and then knelt on the futon under the Buddha statue, while the Bodhisattva sitting on the lotus platform was also majestic and compassionate.

She kowtowed three times to the Bodhisattva, only then took a deep breath and stood up.

Then, he bowed to Master Jingkong.

Master Clearance smiled, "We meet again."

Shen Qingci showed a slight smile, Zhiguang was still clear, and she was still like before. In fact, she has not changed, because she has not changed her original intention.

Master Jingkong stretched out his hand and placed it above Shen Qingci's head, like a loving elder.

"Have you forgotten what I said? If you change it forcibly, your punishment will only get worse."

Shen Qingci's fingers paused lightly, and then she clenched it again. She remembered it, but couldn't listen.

"Then do you regret it?"

Master Jingkong asked again, Shen Qingci raised her face, she shook her head, and there was no trace of resentment in it.

No, yes, she didn't.

She still said that, she wanted her father to live a long life and be rich and peaceful.

She wants to make her sister ten miles of red makeup, and her children and grandchildren will be full.

She wants her eldest brother I, Antai, to have a bright future.

As for herself, well, it doesn't matter, if she comes back and is only born for these eight sufferings, then so be it.

Master Jingkong turned around, put his hands together, and bowed to the Buddha statue.

"If that's the case, then you go on like this, and one day, you will be able to keep the clouds open and see the moonlight."

"Thank you Master."

When Shen Qing heard what Master Jingkong said, she felt a lot more at ease. Perhaps it was because there was the fragrance of the Brahma she liked here, or it was also because of the few words of Master Jingkong, and perhaps it was because she really believed that one sentence. The clouds open to see the moon.

There is always a place for her in this world.

She turned around and found that Luo Heng was still standing there, with a long body and a cold body like indifference. His face was very good, his facial features were handsome, but he was not delicate, and it was only a man. of heroism.

Especially his eyes were very good, but what she remembered the most was the scar on his face that ran across half of his face, from his forehead to the corner of his lips.

She had heard of it at that time, but she was afraid, and she had also thought that if a person was really born like this, why not die?

But now she really felt that she was the one who was the most damned.

He had a good face, but he didn't have a good heart, so he lived his life as a lonely person.

She turned around again, put her hands on her chest, folded them, and bowed again.

"Buddha, I am willing to spend my life in exchange for their safety, and I am also willing to give everything of mine in exchange for their safety."

"Daddy, big brother, big sister, and... him."

Well, yes, and him.

She will save him, she will use all means, such a good person should not have an accident.

She put her hand on her face, and between her fingers, it was smooth and delicate, and it was warm to the touch.