Chapter 661 If You Look up, I Don’t Believe that Your Eyes Are Empty
If she is not deeply involved in the world, show her all the prosperity of the world.
If her heart has changed, take her to ride the merry-go-round.
Through hundreds of reincarnations and thousands of lives, Fan Qinghui has experienced endless worlds.
When she entered "reincarnation" again, Fan Qinghui found herself sitting on the corner of the long street, transformed into a mature woman, and the baby boy in the woman's arms opposite was blinking at her.
I was not born before you were born, but I was already old when you were born.
Such a sentence suddenly appeared in her mind, could she only miss it in this life with him?
In this life, she was a female teacher in an "academy", which should be a similar place, but she didn't know how this era could tolerate a woman becoming a teacher.
Watching the child grow up little by little, and finally became his husband, she originally thought she could suppress the emotion, but faced with the child's restless peeping in adolescence, accidentally touching her later became even more excessive.
She was tolerant at first, but in exchange, he became more and more bold. In the end, he did not refuse. The two of them exceeded the rules, and she even took the initiative to guide him and became his "mentor" in his new life.
The scene changed again, this time she became an abandoned baby, and a tall figure appeared in front of her. An old man with white hair and white beard, full of wrinkles and suffering from the weather.
They met in this life, but you were born before I was born, and I was born before you were old.
The unique experience of becoming a baby made her soul feel unusually throbbing, and she seemed to feel the mystery of the way between heaven and man.
She gradually grew up and became a graceful young girl. She was pursued by countless fellow disciples, but she declined them all because the girl only had that person in her heart.
In this life, he was her teacher, and she chose to take the initiative to court him.
Falling in love between a master and a disciple is a taboo in the world, not to mention that he is still so old and has countless disciples, all of which are obstacles. After being rejected time and time again, and even being disgusted and scolded by her senior fellow apprentices, she finally became the junior junior wife of her sect.
This is called the pear blossom always overpowering the begonia.
After thousands of lives of entanglement, Fan Qinghui's mind became clearer and clearer, and her consciousness gradually awakened. They were once enemies, but also close friends, a couple with grievances intertwined, and a man and woman who had been in love for many years.
In different lives, completely different things happened. The sum of each experience made them experience every different form of life, including poverty, wealth, birth, old age, illness, and death.
Suddenly a kind of enlightenment came to mind, and Fan Qinghui suddenly felt countless scriptures emerge in his mind, which were the essence of the Cihang Sword Code.
The Cihang Sword Code continued to merge and merge in her mind, and suddenly turned into an unparalleled force, instantly lifting Fan Qinghui to infinite heights, and her entire body left her body.
Fan Qinghui screamed, feeling as if she had woken up from an endless nightmare. She found that she had transformed into a goddess and was about to ascend to the sky.
The field of thought is so boundless. In an instant, it can transcend hundreds of millions of miles and sense strange things in different time and space and different levels.
Suddenly she lowered her head with something in her heart, and saw a figure on the infinite earth, among all the living beings, experiencing a catastrophe. This was a catastrophe of heaven and earth, and all living beings in the six realms would be destroyed.
She recognized him just at that glance. At this time, a voice came from the sky, urging her to go to heaven quickly. If she missed the time, there would be no chance of ascension, and she would die with this earth.
The goddess hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to descend to the earth to ward off the disaster. Such a choice surprised the sober supreme will above the sky. She did not expect that she would make such a choice.
Shouldn't she be devoted to the Tao, longing for the sword's heart to be clear, and even for the gods to be shattered?
The goddess came to the earth to eliminate the catastrophe. When she embraced the young man who had survived the catastrophe, she turned into a point of light and dissipated between heaven and earth. The power of the catastrophe turned her into countless dust particles, allowing her to see a brand new world. microscopic world.
It turns out that there are countless smaller heavens and earths between heaven and earth, and life can be as fine as dust. Maybe the world we exist is just a tiny dust in the big world of the universe? There may be many such worlds, the so-called...three thousand worlds?
In the Jade Crane Temple Buddhist Hall under the moonlit night, Fan Qinghui slowly opened her eyes. Sitting cross-legged on the futon, she was stained with tears, her eyes were blank, and her delicate body shimmered.
When she heard the familiar breathing and heartbeat behind her, she felt a sudden sense of peace of mind, and subconsciously leaned back. When the warmth in her memory came, her delicate body stiffened, and she realized how she had exceeded the rules.
This is a quiet place of Buddhism. Not far from the futon is the golden body of Buddha and Bodhisattva. I guess he is looking at her as a "sinner" fiercely!
The full moon hung high outside the window of the Buddhist hall, and the moonlight spread all over the outside world. The cold moonlight entered the Buddhist hall along the cracks in the door and window, and the whole world was silent.
When the devil's hand once again slipped into the open monk's robe and warmed her vital parts, Fan Qinghui lost her previous stiffness and could no longer care about her "skin" being taken lightly. Qingrou wanted to resist and whispered: "No, this It's wrong."
The devil's hand gradually climbed up from the valley and peaks, and finally fell on her smooth chin. She still resisted when he asked her to turn around and raise her head.
"What are you afraid of? Look up at me."
The domineering and soft voice sounded to her ears with a different kind of gentleness, and she was unwilling to refuse. However, all aspects of reality made her dare not act as recklessly as she did in "Reincarnation".
"This is wrong, I am a monk."
She responded tremblingly, feeling apprehensive.
"Master, if you get the opportunity, you will cross the river and burn the bridge!"
"No, I will repay you."
"Repay, I want you to repay now."
"This is wrong. Monks have all the four elements. We can't..."
"If you look up, I don't believe your eyes are empty."
"me……"
"Don't have any psychological burden. Even if you are wrong, it is my fault. I am forcing you. Buddha will forgive you."
"No, I don't want you to make a mistake. If there is a mistake, it should be on me."
The pretty nun finally raised her head, with passionate love in her eyes, and took the initiative to put her arms around his neck and put her sweet lips on him.
She was a little green at first, but as she took the initiative to deepen the impression, the thousands of experiences in her mind gradually came into use, and her pink lips were so passionate that it was unimaginable.
The thin monk's robe fell to the ground and became a picture of red plum blossoms. When they were truly one, tears came from the corners of the pretty master's eyes, and then there was complete indulgence.
Sometimes she transformed into the compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva and gave alms to this poor mortal. Even when she was having fun, she was still extremely holy.
Su'er is like the most dissolute lover, lowering his head, letting his lover experience perfect bliss when he caressed his head.
After such a night of indulgence, the two of them were both physically and mentally perfect. Their reincarnation of life for thousands of lives truly reached its peak on this night.