[Comprehensive Qiong Yao] The collision of scum and scum

Yao Hua didn't keep watching the farce at Tala's house. Although Yan Ji was related to him, he never planned to stay, and continued southward after changing horses and makeup.

The route is already planned, and there are suitable places to stay along the way according to the speed and concealment of the horses.

For example, there are not many pilgrims in this small temple on the mountainside. It is quiet and quiet, and it was introduced to him by a friend in Jiangnan.

The rooms in the temple are simple but not crude, the vegetarian food is very light and the taste is very good, morning bells and evening drums, there is no noise in the secular world, only ethereal and solemn chanting of Buddhist scriptures.

Yao Hua was so calm that he had been in contact with all kinds of extreme emotions in the wind and rain. For a moment, the thought of dying here flashed through his mind.

But think about it or forget it, such a peaceful life, he will suffocate to death.The drizzle moistens the small mountain temple. The rainy days in the capital are always accompanied by oppressive smog, while the rainy days in the south of the Yangtze River have a unique shimmering mist, which is so cool that it can refresh the heart.

Yao Hua hummed along with the distant and ethereal Sanskrit sound in a low voice, followed the rhythm with his bare feet, and danced the sacrificial dance that he thought he would never dance again. It was the only time he danced with that person.

That car accident took away the dancing leg of the man and dragged both of them to hell, never to be able to dance that pure and pious dance again.

Those painful black memories corroded his soul like maggots, dragging him to purgatory.

"You were born a curse! You killed everyone! You don't deserve any happiness!"

"It would be fine if you hadn't been born. If you hadn't been born, everyone would be happy..."

"Disloyal and unfilial! Unbecoming! Get out! I don't have a son like you!"

"Trash! Useless bastard!"

"What's the point of your life? Die!"

"Be obedient and sink, don't long for any ridiculous sincerity anymore, you are just a doll without a heart."

Don't struggle anymore, fall into hell, hell should be your destination, unfortunate monster, a soul that was not expected from the beginning.

"Fool, wake up!" A voice as thick and deep as an ancient bell will wake up the young man who is gradually being devoured by demons.

His eyes were still a little distracted, and Yao Hua looked at the source of the sound absently.

"But know that there is no mind everywhere, that is, no thought; when you get no thought, you will be liberated naturally. Donor, why don't you let go?"

"Let it go?" Yao Hua's eyes were still empty, "...I can't let it go."

He had already lost so much that he even thought he had only misfortune, so when the man held happiness in front of him, he couldn't believe it at all.

"Heaven and earth care about it, everything changes from the heart." The most precious thing in the world is to have it, and look forward to cherishing it.

Yao Hua clasped his hands together in front of his chest, bowed his head respectfully, "Thank you for your advice, master."

Remember, don't run away any more.All the things I have experienced, whether it is sad or happy, whether it is hell or heaven, whether it is Yongzhang or Yaohua.

It wasn't until he left that he realized that the never-healed wound in his heart had been plugged up, and the bright yellow dragon pattern was domineering and forceful, leaving a mark, the fatherly love he wanted, the tenderness he wanted, and all the regrets had been made up for .

He has already put Qianlong in his heart, so he is even more unwilling to drag him to hell with him.He didn't want his misfortune to hurt Qianlong.

How ridiculous, I thought that I was heartless, cold-blooded and cold-hearted, but the demon flower that grew out of the quagmire of lust would actually have such soft-hearted moments.

Before Yao Hua could figure it out, one morning, the sound of horseshoes crushed the morning Buddha chanting, and the roar of cursing and uncleanness shattered the solemnity and tranquility of the temple.

Yao Hua tucked the whip around his waist into his sleeve, and clenched the handle of the whip tightly in his hand.

A handsome young man walked in, but Yao Hua didn't feel relaxed at all.

"Beauty, I'm here to pick you up." The handsome man stepped forward with a smile, but even if Yao Hua didn't understand internal force, he knew that danger was approaching.

"Chen Jiajia." The leader of the Red Flower Club.

"It's great that the beauty can remember my name." Chen Jiajia continued to smile very politely, "The beauty must have missed your father since she has been away from home for a long time, and your father misses you very much. I will do a good deed every day and send you The beauty goes to meet Ling Zun..."

Yao Hua suddenly tilted his head and raised his eyebrows and smiled, the tip of his tender red tongue licked his upper lip, the faint nasal sound in his words softened Chen Jiajia's heart, and the depth in those dark pupils made Chen Jiajia obsessively unable to look away.

Before Chen Jiajia could use his inner strength, acupuncture points, Yao Hua preemptively strangled his neck with a whip with a slipknot in the dark, and covered Chen Jiajia's mouth and nose with a veil soaked in high concentration of ether with his other hand .

Don't ask how a person who was coveted by perverts all day and was almost tied to bed all day long made ether in ancient times!

Even though Chen Jiajia fell into a coma under the powerful effects of ether, Yao Hua still tied him up with hemp rope without hesitation, no matter from the strength or artistic point of view, it was absolutely awesome.Thinking that ancient times were full of various kung fu methods, Yao Hua broke Chen Jiajia's knee joints with a sinister smile, and removed his arms and shoulder joints in the opposite direction.

Chen Jiajia was taken away by the pain and went into a coma, staring at the beauty who changed from a peach blossom to a piranha in an instant in a daze.

"I miss my Ama so much. I wonder if Mr. Chen can take me to him?" He used interrogative sentences, but the dagger pressed against Chen Jiajia's jaw definitely did not intend to accept a negative answer.