She patted the car window hard and looked at the low one-story building where she and Tian Qing lived.
Tianqing is still hiding inside!
"It's sunny! It's sunny!" she shouted at the top of her lungs, but the car drove away quickly. She looked at the house getting further and further away...
It was the farewell between her and her sister, without saying a word of farewell, and it came so suddenly.
In the next twenty years, every time I think about it, I feel so painful.
Although her heart has been trained in the darkness and fighting to be as cold and hard as stone, she really feels pain.
She regretted letting Tianqing fall and not fulfilling her promise.
She also abandoned Tianqing like her mother. Such a young Tianqing, she was alone...
Twenty years later, when fate finally arranged for them to meet again, she only had time to see Tianqing in pieces.
She finally collapsed at that moment...
No! Don’t see this!
These are all in the past, why do we still see them?
Hua Xi felt her face covered with cold tears and waved her hands desperately, trying to push away those memories!
At this moment, a burst of pure and peaceful Sanskrit sounds suddenly crashed into her mind.
The sound of reciting sutras is so peaceful and quiet, like a world where lotus flowers are in full bloom, pure and free of dust.
Hua Xi's fearful heart suddenly calmed down, and her body fell softly.
A pair of hands quickly caught her, and she heard the Sanskrit sound continuing above her head.
She opened her eyes slightly and saw a snow-white cassock, and suddenly felt a little relieved.
"Little monk..." You are here...
She fainted without saying anything.
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When the sky turned completely dark, Hua Xi woke up, raised her head, and saw a cave where she was sleeping on a pile of dry grass.
A bonfire burned quietly.
Wujiang, in a snow-white cassock, sat in front of the fire, baking a cold steamed bun with tree branches.
The firelight jumped and beeped, reflecting his picturesque face, as if it was dyed with a layer of golden paint.
Like a monk who is about to become a Buddha.
"You must be hungry." Wujiang didn't turn around, but he knew she was awake. He lifted the branch and handed it to her, "Eat."
Hua Xi slowly sat up and looked around. There were only two of them, and suddenly asked: "Where is Long Ganyue?"
"I don't know. When I arrived, I only saw you. You were possessed and almost walked into the flames of the nightmare beast." Wujiang shook his head.
Hua Xi knew that he would never lie, so she felt even more anxious.
"What is this place? Nightmare beast? What is it?"
She was lucky enough to be bumped into by Wujiang, but what about Long Ganyue? Does he have such good luck?
"This is the ancient wilderness. It is the last filthy place between heaven and earth after the creation of the world. It is dedicated to sealing the vicious beasts, nightmare beasts, and sword spirits."
"Is that horse a nightmare beast?"
Wujiang nodded: "Yes, he is one of the eight ferocious beasts in ancient times. He is the best at mental attacks and usually makes people collapse."
As he said that, he glanced at her and remembered how she looked crazy crying and crying when he saw her.
He had no desire to interfere in the private affairs of ordinary people, but he was really curious. What could a weird woman like her be afraid of?
Without him needing to explain in detail, Hua Xi already understood the reason for that dream.
It turned out to be a spiritual attack, and it was indeed a terrifying method!
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The part about Tianqing is a memory, can you understand it?
