The God of Fast Transmigration Comes to Assist

Chapter 173 Master Kongxuan (Thirty)
Liuyu covered her face with a book. After hearing his question, she moved away a little, revealing her round eyes.

After thinking for a while, he said, "I want a plum blossom branch."

"Okay." Pang Shi responded, recruited people casually, and asked him to prepare.

Then, he glanced at Feitong, his eyes dark, but he didn't say anything. He silently picked up the reins and walked towards the front of the team.

"Fei Tong, what's the matter between you and the commander-in-chief? Tell me honestly!" As soon as the person left, Liu Yu immediately rushed over, her face full of gossip.

After closing the window of the car, Fei Tong was slammed against the wall of the car, feeling helpless and amused, "What can I have to do with him, princess, don't make up your own mind."

"I don't believe it." Liu Yu frowned, insisting on her own thoughts, "Just now he looked at you like that, how could it be okay."

"Really not." Fei Tong retorted weakly, because there was no evidence, so she could only repeat dryly, "Princess, we really have nothing."

But Liuyu seemed to want to get on with her just now, and she was relentless, and with this problem, she pestered her and tortured her, as if even if it was fake, she would grind it into reality.

The two of them had a useless argument until the soldier who went to pick plum blossom branches came back.

Fei Tong took it and handed the bare branch to Liu Yu.

The spell has limitations and will disappear automatically after a certain period of time. Those little flowers of Lingshuang Aoxue had already turned into nothingness when Liuyu left Chen Yiming's yard.

"When I arrive in the capital, I want to plant plum blossom branches in the yard where I live." Liu Yu stared at the plum blossom branch with gentle eyebrows, as if she had found some treasure, looking back and forth carefully and cherishing it, her white soft fingertips Measured inch by inch.

Fei Tong smiled, opened her mouth, and just wanted to say something, suddenly, she felt Chen Yiming's love had changed dramatically.

At that moment, the love seed that was always agitating but never broke its shell sprouted, and then quickly took root and grew up, blooming gorgeous and precious flowers.

The flowers bloomed for less than three seconds, and suddenly withered, leaving a dead branch standing alone.

How could this be? !

Fei Tong was stunned.

Chen Yiming
Fei Tong couldn't figure it out, and couldn't guess what happened. She was very anxious and worried. She glanced at Liuyu who didn't know anything. She turned sideways and opened the window halfway. mirror.

Inside the Jokhang Temple.

All the monks were gathered in the solemn hall at the front, facing north.

Master Mingxuan and Chen Yiming were in the center, standing and kneeling.

Master Mingxuan looked kindly, and finally asked again: "Yiming, do you really choose to be ordained? Once you enter my Buddhist school, you must cut off all kinds of worldly things, convert to Buddha, convert to Dharma, convert to Sangha, don't kill, don't steal, and don't give money. Evil, don't lie, don't drink alcohol."

Chen Yiming's long hair was spread out, and he put his hands on his knees. His eyelids were half-closed, his eyes were black and blue, and there was some stubble on his chin that had not been cleaned.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse, "Master, I am sure that I will take refuge in my Buddha. I will never regret it in this life."

Since last night, he has been thinking, what is the so-called love?
What are all the emotions of despair he feels because of love?
The final answer——

is her.

It's all about her.

It could never be anyone else.

It was a blessing for him to meet her.

It is his life to miss her.
"Okay." Master Mingxuan closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was solemn and solemn.

Guidance, Enlightenment, Ask Teacher, Enlightenment, Ask Saints, Say Goodbye, Confession, Empowerment, Hair Shaving.
The familiar steps were completed one by one, and strands of jet-black hair fell down. Chen Yiming knew that since then, there was no more Chen Yiming in this world, only a little monk named Kongxuan.

　Regarding the final shaving, this aspect is checked by Du Niang, there may be some errors, little fairies forgive me ^(oo)^
　　
　
(End of this chapter)