Chapter 2077 Fanwai: The Tribulation of This Life 3

Ye Kuanwu returned to the small hotel she rented along the slightly damp and narrow stone alley.

Every year from March to May is the peak tourist season in Yunnan and Yunnan. The ancient and ethnic Dali is a popular travel destination for tourists. The 5th World Buddhist Dharma Conference is held in Dali. The believers even went to Dali, Yunnan, Yunnan, the gathering place of the Bai people.

She also spent a lot of effort to book this hotel. Although the hotel is small, it is clean and tidy. The most important thing is that it is very clean.

Ye Aiwu stretched out her hand and slowly pushed open the heavy wooden door of the hotel.

What caught my eye was the Bai nationality proprietress dressed in traditional Bai nationality costumes. The warm and kind proprietress greeted Ye Aiwu with a smile.

Ye Kuiwu smiled back, then went up to the second floor and returned to her room.

The room was small and the facilities were quite simple. She slowly sat in front of the simple dressing mirror beside the bed. The mirror clearly reflected the rough bodhi wood hairpin cut behind her head. She couldn't help thinking of the hairpin that had been inserted in her hair. That jade carved jasmine hairpin, now that hairpin is owned by a man named "Si Yuanzhen".

Si Yuanzhen!

Thinking of this name, her heart could not help trembling, and her heart was a little complicated.

In the Buddhist temple, that man appeared in her world abruptly, carrying the murderous intention of the people, and the bloody murder. At a glance, there was an intersection between them.

Originally a person from hell, holding a butcher's knife in his hand, but in the pure place of Buddhism, he made a frivolous act of blasphemy against the Buddha. She can still feel that his slightly rough finger pulp is pinching her chin. At the same time, the strength that cannot be refused, and the thin and sharp lips that are like blades, when they say to her "what the lady asks, it will be fulfilled", the cool and ambiguous touch when she gently touches her lips .

All of this made her, who had never been so close to a man since childhood, panicked. Her mind went blank, her eyes lost focus, her face close at hand became blurred, she forgot to resist, forget the struggle,

Rather than forgetting, it would be better to say that the man's aura was too tyrannical, crushing her sanity.

"Dong dong dong——" There was a knock on the door.

Ye Aiwu suddenly woke up from her dazed mood, and was a little annoyed by the man named Si Yuanzhen, but the first time she saw it, it had such a big impact on her.

She hurriedly restrained her emotions, walked to the door and asked vigilantly, "Who is it?"

"It's me, Ah Wu!" A graceful female voice came from outside the door.

Ye Aiwu breathed a sigh of relief, and then opened the door: "Awan, come in!"

This time she came to Yundian with her only friend, Ye Wan, who lived next to her room.

"Didn't you say you were going to visit an old friend? Why did you come back so early?" Ye Wan walked into the room and asked casually.

Ye Aiwu, who was pouring water for Ye Wan, thought of Si Yuanzhen for some reason, and the movement in her hand stopped, and the water in the cup suddenly overflowed and sprinkled on the back of her hand, burning it.

"Ah!" Ye Aiwu cried out in pain, and the porcelain cup in her hand suddenly smashed to the ground with a bang, and the fragments flew around and water splashed everywhere.

The sudden change made Ye Wan startled, and she hurried over: "What's the matter, did you get burned?"

While talking, Ye Wan took her hand and found that the back of her left hand was hot and red. Her skin was as smooth and smooth as pearls, as white as jade.

Ye Aiwu frowned slightly in pain, bit her white lips lightly, shook her head and said, "Fortunately, it was probably the boiling water last night, it wasn't too hot, rinse with cold water for a while, and then apply some medicine. It'll be fine in two days."

Because she dropped the water glass and burned her hand, she felt more and more guilty in her heart.

Master Lingji is an eminent monk with profound Buddhist teachings. She originally planned to stay and listen to Zen, but who would have known that Si Yuanzhen's accident had occurred, and that man, in the pure place of Buddhism, flirted so lightly, she was almost She fled away, so when Ye Wan asked why she returned early, her reaction was so big.

Ye Wan lightly scolded: "It's all red so much, it should be blisters in a while, and said it's fine, why are you so careless?"

Ye Kuiwu lowered her head, her face pale in pain.

Ye Wan took her to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and let the water flow to rinse: "It needs to be rinsed for more than five minutes,"

After speaking, she couldn't help but looked at her friend without a trace. Although she lowered her eyebrows and closed her eyes, she still couldn't hide her panicked reaction.

It seems that when she visited an old friend today, something must have happened!

Thinking about it, a trace of worry flashed across Ye Wan's eyes.

Ye Aiwu looked at the back of her hand washed by the water, even the cool running water could not cover up the burning pain on the back of her hand. She kept reciting the Heart Sutra silently, calming the panic in her heart.

Ye Wan was about to say something reproachful, but her eyes flashed over the hairpin behind her head, and she froze for a moment: "This wooden hairpin... you've been wearing it today?"

Her eyes flickered, as if asking casually.

Ye Kuiwu subconsciously touched the wooden hairpin on the back of her head, and in order to hide her panic, she gave a soft "um".

This wooden hairpin...it was cut by Si Yuanzhen himself, and he used it to exchange for the jasmine hairpin she had been wearing for many years, and even forced the winner to use the jasmine hairpin as a token of love.

Ye Wan didn't speak.

She was clearly hiding something.

She remembered that when she went out today, it was the jade-carved jasmine hairpin, not this rough-cut wooden hairpin.

And this wooden hairpin is still wet and light green with freshly cut wood, and when it is close, you can smell a faint moist wood fragrance, obviously it has just been cut.

It should be during the process of her visiting friends.

Ye Aiwu suddenly raised her head and looked at Ye Wan before saying anything: "Awan, today..."

Everything that happened today was so inexplicable. That man named Si Yuanzhen always made her panic every time she thought about it. No matter how many times she read the Heart Sutra, she couldn't calm down.

She wanted to tell Ye Wan what happened today, but she didn't know how to speak.

Ye Wan asked, "What happened today? You seem to be out of your mind and have a lot of things on your mind!"

Seeing her like this, she has confirmed her inference.

Ye Aiwu opened her mouth, finally shook her head gently, and said in a low voice, "It's nothing, I'm a little too tired today."

After thinking about it, she didn't think there was anything to say, but when they met at Lingji Temple, the man who carried all the murders was destined to be just a passer-by in her life, and she probably wouldn't see it again in the future!

Thinking of this, her panicked emotions calmed down inexplicably.

Best, never see each other again!