The host is stunned by his own beauty again

Chapter 133
The white belly of the fish just appeared in the sky.

The watcher was yawning and walking back.

bang.

It seemed that something had fallen from a height.

Dageng was taken aback, and slowly turned his head away.

I saw a bloody scene.

He fell to the ground in fright, and stood up on his weak legs: "Come here, someone is dead, is there anyone—help!!"

The oiran of Huamanlou in the beautiful capital died.

The Hua Ning monarch died back then.

Xu Changmu's Hua Ning... died.

Everyone sighed and commented, only thinking it was a topic of conversation after dinner.

Everything is still going on as usual.

—

That night.

long night.

Through loneliness, sadness...

A long shadow was cast on the ground by the candlelight.

Xu Changmu knelt in front of the Buddha statue for a day and a night.

not moving at all.

The door creaked open.

The old monk stood at the door, looked at Xu Changmu inside, and still said the same sentence:
"It's time to let go."

Xu Changmu suddenly opened his eyes.

"Master, you said that as long as we learn to let go, the Buddha will save us, but she..."

"That's her good fortune, it's all good fortune."

"But she obviously didn't do anything wrong, and she didn't do anything harmful to nature. She lived so hard, why did she end up like this? Is this what the Buddha said... crossing?"

Xu Changmu was questioning.

After a long time, the old monk sighed again: "Yiliang, the Buddha will save you."

"Then why didn't you ferry her over?"

"I want her to live a good life!!"

"All I want is this! I owe her too much, please, Master... Does Buddha have a way to make a person come back to life?"

"Please master, please master, please master..."

Xu Changmu kowtowed heavily, each louder than the other.

Bleeding from his forehead, he didn't know it at all.

The old monk sighed, "Amitabha..."

He's gone, left.

Xu Changmu kowtowed for a long time before stopping in despair, resting his head on the cattail mat, tears streaming from his eyes.

Crying hoarse, heart-piercing.

—

"Master, Master..."

Early in the morning, a woman called out the door, the monk opened the door, looked at the woman with heavy make-up outside, still couldn't help frowning.

"You are……"

"Let me meet your Master Yiliang."

The little monk couldn't make the decision, so he went in to report, feeling that his master would most likely disagree.

However, the master agreed.

The little monk came out and led the people in.

Then withdrew.

The woman looked at Xu Changmu who was kneeling on the ground, her eyes flickered, she walked in, and put a red dress beside him.

Turned around and left.

Walking to the door, the woman stopped in her footsteps.

"You may not know me, but I am Hua Manlou's mother, she wove this red dress for herself, hoping to wear it one day.

She is still too naive, we are in this business, how can a prostitute dream of marrying a wife, taking care of her husband and raising her children. "

"But after all, there is an idea in her heart that can survive."

"It's you, General Xu."

"Now that you have become a monk, you have also taken away her only thought."

"The person is gone now, Hong Yi, you should keep it well."

After the woman finished speaking, she left.

What she didn't know was.

The person on the cattail mat has long lost breath.

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Well, a new dimension has begun.

A new dimension has begun.

A new dimension has begun.

I want a ticket, I want a ticket

(End of this chapter)