From Leng Palace Princess Gou Cheng Martial Dao Supreme

Chapter 109 Hope
"of course not……"

Jiang Zirou walked up to Ling Xiao, patted his chest, and praised him, "He's pretty handsome, but he tends to scare people when he goes out at night."

"Ok!"

Ling Xiao nodded, wanting to say something.

In a trance.

He seemed to have returned to that summer four years ago. At that time, in the ruins, amidst the darkness of despair, it was the girl in front of him who brought light and hope to him.

As soon as the string was loosened, the emotions accumulated in my heart could no longer be suppressed.

Covering his face with his hand, he choked up and said, "Thank you...thank you."

Jiang Zirou was silent, and Fozi was holding a rag in his hand, and he also sighed and hesitated to speak.

……

He was not in a hurry to leave the Hanging Temple.

Instead, he took Ling Xiao to practice in the Xuankong Temple.

The Buddha in front of him lived for thousands of years and was in the same era as Jiang Taizu. He had a profound realm and unique insights.

The two sat and discussed several times, and they both felt that they had gained a lot from each other.

In the chaos outside, the Xuankong Temple has become a rare piece of pure land in Jianzhou.

these days.

Jiang Zirou found the answer from the thirteen-style Tathagata God's Palm and the method of disintegrating the demon. Based on the two secret methods, he summed up a new set of exercises to help Ling Xiao restrain the demonic energy in his body.

It's hard for Jiang Zirou to say how effective this technique is, after all, this is the first time she has encountered this situation.

But more or less, it can be regarded as an attempt.

No matter how cold Ling Xiao's face is, Jiang Zirou always knows that in this young man's heart, he has always longed to return to a normal life.

……

Today, the sun is shining.

Outside the Xuankong Temple, people came and went, orderly.

More than a dozen cauldrons were set up outside the mountain gate, and the rioters formed a long line, waiting quietly outside with bowls and chopsticks in their hands.

Under a tent, Jiang Zirou and several young monks were busy together.

Although the Xuankong Temple is a sacred place of martial arts, there are not many people living in the temple. Sometimes it is too busy, and Jiang Zirou will do things like cooking and distributing porridge by himself.

With the experience of the previous life, these simple things are naturally no problem.

Jiang Zirou has been in this world for about ten years, and spent most of her time practicing in seclusion. She was not born for a long time, and her personality is more like that of her previous life, plus her experience as a court lady a few years ago.

in her eyes.

The class system of feudal society is not important, and you can do whatever you want.

These actions, on the contrary, shocked Monk Xuanhong, the abbot of Xuankong Temple.

After shock comes reflection, and after reflection comes enlightenment and shame.

He was not very supportive of distributing porridge for disaster relief in front of the Buddhist gate.

On the one hand, it was because Buddhism is a pure place, and on the other hand, it was because in his heart, he looked down on these disaster victims.

When refugees gather together, various crimes often occur, theft, rape, robbery and so on.

But these days, Xuan Ming has followed Jiang Zirou's instructions, taking time every morning and evening to lead people to preach among the refugees and maintain stability.

In addition, Jiang Zirou obtained food from the surrounding towns by relying on the tokens of Jinyiwei and the royal family in his hand.

Soon, the originally chaotic team of victims began to change visible to the naked eye.

Xuanming walked among the crowd, and every time he heard the grand chanting in the crowd, saw each other's good deeds, and the hope in the eyes of the victims, his heart was moved.

He just realized.

The real Buddha is not in the heart, but in front of the eyes.

……

"elder sister!"

A familiar voice came from before him. Jiang Zirou looked up, with a look of surprise on his face.

"It's you."

It was the two father and daughter that Jiang Zirou had helped in Feiye City not long ago.

The little girl's face became much more rosy, and her father no longer looked as thin as before, and his complexion looked much better.

"girl……"

A look of excitement appeared on the man's face. He carried his daughter in his arms, came to the porridge shed, and carefully took out a copper coin from his pocket.

tremblingly said:

"I really thank you for the money that day, otherwise our father and daughter would definitely not be able to make it here. I dare not spend more money on that money, but I just bought some dry food for the road..."

"I'll return these to you first, and I'll find a chance to return the rest after the war is over."

"You don't have to pay me back."

Jiang Zirou pinched the little girl's face and said to the man, "I didn't give you the money. I used it to buy that doll."

"But, it's just a doll made of rags, not worth a penny."

The man was stunned, and it took a long time to argue weakly.

"It's worth it in my eyes."

Looking at the little girl in the man's arms, Jiang Zirou reached out and took out a piece of candy from his pocket.

Because there are two little guys, Jiang Yuqing and Su Li, by her side, Jiang Zirou often keeps some snacks and the like in the storage space.

"Well, this is for you."

"Thank you sister!"

The little girl's eyes lit up suddenly.

She reached out to take it, but handed it to her father.

"Hey~ My sister gave it to you, you can eat it..."

Pushing back the candy in his hand, the little girl swallowed it.

At a loss, the man put away the copper coins in his hand, looked at the victims behind him, and then lowered his head to apologize: "I don't want to disturb you anymore. If you have a chance in the future, you can come to Liujiazhuang in Feiye City to find me..."

"Ok."

Jiang Zirou nodded, watching the father and daughter slowly leave in front of him.

The little girl was waving her arms, with a sunny smile on her face.

……

noon.

The sky was as blue as washing, and the sun was bright but not dazzling.

Monk Xuanming with a sad face came to Jiang Zirou's side.

"Master, what do you need from me?"

Jiang Zirou, who was resting under the prayer flags and watching the scenery, heard Xuanming's unique footsteps.

"Lord Buddha is waiting for you in the back mountain."

The suspension is concise and to the point.

Then he scratched his head again, and bowed uncomfortably to Jiang Zirou: "These days, I thank the benefactor for his help. The poor monk has nothing to repay, so he can only chant scriptures and pray for the benefactor in front of the Buddha..."

"okay, I get it."

Jiang Zirou got up and patted Xuanming's shoulder, "There's no need to chant scriptures and pray for blessings. I have great luck, but you, Master...you still have a kind smile."

"The benefactor should stop making fun of the poor monk."

Xuanming looked helpless.

"Haha, I'm not joking..."

……

Jiang Zirou got up and left.

In a blink of an eye, he had arrived at the back mountain.

The back mountain is where the Demon Town Pagoda was originally located. The stone forest is quiet and the pagoda is dense.

With the disappearance of the Demon Suppressing Tower, the place where the demonic aura was shrouded and the terrifying aura became quiet and peaceful.

The sun shines through the leaves, the shadows of the trees are mottled, and the breeze blows, and they sway gently in front of people's eyes, and a faint fragrance of green grass comes, which makes people relax.

Jiang Zirou looked up.

But at the foot of the mountain, a monk and a young man looked at him with a smile.

　Today’s update is late, sorry, the main reason is that this chapter is difficult to write, and it is still difficult to express the pictures and ideas in my heart after changing and changing. The usual accumulation is too little, and I don’t know how to use words and sentences how to write.

　　
　
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